While I was walkin' one mornin' for pleasure. I spied a young cowboy just ridin' along. His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a jinglin'. And as he approached he was singin' this song.
She's not a kid anymore she can hide her age in these dim lights. Waitin' tables in this bar ain't what she's lookin' for. The short years fly by but oh the long long nights.
Seven years old on a gold palomino I sat up tall with my face to the wind. I'd seen the rodeo cowboys in Reno so I dug in my boot heels and pulled on the reins.
While I was walkin' one mornin' for pleasure. I spied a young cowboy just ridin' along. His hat was throwed back and his spurs were jinglin'. And as he approached he was singin' this song.
Two young cowboys went riding out one dark and windy day. Upon a ridge they rested as they went up on their way. When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed sheep they saw.
You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain. Too much love drives a man insane. You broke my will, what a thrill. Goodness gracious great balls of fire.
Driving slowly watching the headlights in the rain.. Funny how things change.. Think of the good times wishing you were still with me.. The way it used to be graduation day..
Bad little girls. Bad little boys. Stay up all night. Don't get no toys. . It's easier to say than do. You got to be good. Cause Santa's got his eye on you so.
I use to run from the past. But the world got to spinnin' so fast. I run from the future now. . I run as fast as I can. Tryin' to be a simple man. I just want to slow down.
Well the moon is on the highway, darkness fills the sky.. As long as I keep driving, I know that I won't die.. And I'm gone, gone, gone.. Gone Ridin'..
Like the clothes, like the tan, like the way you shake it.. Your the kind of a girl I can tell you make it.. Your the kind of a girl I can tell your goin' nowhere..
I go walking down there, I go searching down there,. There's nothing left for you and me.. I go walking down there, I go searching down there,. But nobody there remembers me..
Feeling like this could only mean, I'm sinking. Feeling like this could only mean, I'm sinking. Well, I'm sinking pull me out. . Every time I see your clothes scattered out on the floor.
Sunshine, and the rain falls down. And the cold winds blow and the heat cracks the ground. But down a dirt road out in Chickasaw county. The only thing I notice is when your arms aren't around me.
Chorus. . girl let me get my chris brown on let me beat it beat it. let me get my bobby brown on let me beat it. let me get my james brown on. let me.
I see you in the sky. A million miles away. I'd love to fly right up to you. See your beautiful star, close up. A star like yours is one in a million.
Baby, watchin', streets. You don't have to look. The streets is watchin'. Check it, check. Check. . Look, if I shoot you, I'm brainless. But if you shoot me, then you're famous 'what's a nigga to do?'.
Great jeans, great legs, great body. But she had a bad attitude. All my friends thought she was snotty. And my mom thought she was rude. But I liked her anyway.
All the good girls are scared of me. Even though I've done nothing wrong. They say I'm tryin' harder than I have to be. I ain't tryin' to cut no ones lawn.