Hug For Christmas. . Verse Number One:. . Everything you need ....to sing this Christmas song..... . You already have...down inside your heart..... . Just open up your arms....and love will flow right out.....
Baby, let's go shopping. And spend a whole day to ourselves. I want to shop until I find you. A perfect Christmas gift. . When they bring it out with a big old bow.
Verse Number One:. Seems to me its harder....to get a break today.... You're hard up against it...no matter what you say..... To get down to the goal line...and score some points in time....
Daddy died when I was two and you were twenty one. All alone, a single mom left to raise a son. Gave me lots of love and care like only mama could. But also took the time to do the things that a daddy should.
Anyone who's ever had a hole in the heart. Knows how hard it is to start a new day. . Anyone who's ever had a hole in the heart. Knows how hard it is to start a new day.
I had to leave the country. Though there was some nice folk there. Now I dont know where Im going. All I know is Ill hit the ground running. . Only cowboys and southern gentlemen.
For the first time in my life. I let myself be held. Like a big old baby. I surrender to your charity. . I lay back in the tall grass. And let the ants cover me.
Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha. . Life's a joke. A waiting game now.. A juggling of vices. Tiny tiny vices. And they don't anchor me. To the ground. I know who the hangman is.
Sometimes, it feels like. It's your world and I just rent a room. With just a bed and these four walls. And a window without a view. . Down the hall, you sit in silence.
Staring out an open window. Breathing deep as the winds of change blow. Through my hair. Still he's never far behind me. Somehow he always finds me. No matter where.
How can I be sure. In a world that's constantly changin'?. How can I be sure. Where I stand with you?. . Whenever I. Whenever I am away from you. I want to die.
(Jamie O'Hara - Brent Maher). . Chorus. Hey now little darlin'. What ya gonna do when I ain't around. Hey now little darlin'. What ya gonna do when the sun goes down.
How can I keep (how can I keep). How can I keep from singing. . My life flows on in endless song. Above the lamentation. I hear the sweet (I hear the sweet).
You can say you're on the healin' side. You can say you've finally seen the light. But I don't see it yet. So how do I forget. . Don't you whisper borrowed words.
He's a young man. In his golden years. His hair of black now quickly fades to gray. The limp as he walks is his only souvenir. From those purple-hearted war time days.
Gloria, gloria, gloria, gloria. Gloria, gloria, gloria, gloria. . Hark the herald angels sing. Glory to the new born King. Peace on Earth and mercy mild.
Written by John Rich / Julian Bunetta / Blair Daly. . Everybody knows that Shania ain't country. That's what they used to say about Johnny Cash. And Garth Brooks shouldn't be smashing those guitars.
Cute butt, Sexy eyes,. Tall and dark, I know what I like.. Heart o' Gold, Brain to match. Ain't gonna settle for less than that.. . One hundred percent loving,.
I've been to school in Boston. Played my guitar down in Austin. Driven eighteen wheels outta Delaware. I've laid pipline in Alazka, detasselted corn in West Nebraska.
Well it seems that we've been runnin' from are past. Life never gave us time to settle down. And you questioned whether frightened love can last. And that ole highway song is just not where it's at.