I've spent a lifetime lookin' for love. Just when I find it, it comes undone. I've tried so hard to make love happen. Like some never endin' pattern. I end up on the sad side of the fun.
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In small town down in Georgia. Over 40 years ago. Her maden name was Musey. Until she met that Jackson boy. . They married young like folks did then. Not a penny to their name.
Pretty Paper is playing on the jukebox. And mistletoe is hanging above the bar. I want to thank you for this. Broken heart that I got. Merry Christmas Girl.
Cowboys don't cry, and heroes don't die. And good always wins, again and again. And love is a sweet dream, that always comes true. Oh if life were like the movies, I'd never be blue.
Hole in the Wall. Alan Jackson. (Alan Jackson/Jim McBride). . There's a hole in the wall. Where a nail used to be. A nail that held a picture of. The one that once held me.
Verse 1. I serve a risen Saviour; He's in the world today.. I know that He is living, whatever men may say.. I see His hand of mercy, I hear His voice of cheer,.
She loves the music, tells the tales of her heart. And she listens closely to the beats and the parts. She likes the songs that make her cry. And ones that pick her up and make her high..
(Hugh Martin/Ralph Blane). . Have yourself a merry little Christmas,. Let your heart be light. From now on, our troubles will be out of sight. Have yourself a merry little Christmas,.
The girl's wouldn't look anything like they do. Can't imagine my life without dresses and shoes. Or never taking a sunset from a front porch swing. Or make any sense of the pleasure love brings.
Lace-up boots and faded jeans. A homemade sandwich, a half jug of tea. Average Joe, average pay. Same ol' end and same ol' day. . But there's nothing wrong with a hard hat and a hammer.
Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears. While we all sup sorrow with the poor.. There's a song that will linger forever in our ears,.
I've been higher than the high sierra. Lower than Death Valley must be. I've been right, mostly wrong. Wrong about you, right about me. . The way I feel, can't explain.
How she could sing the wildwood flower. The orphan girl he would love so long. In the end he knew she'd been his finest hour. And all he has left of her is a song.
Favorite: Add. . How Will I Ever Be Simple Again. Oh she danced in the street with the guns all around her. All torn like a rag doll, barefoot in the rain.
(Morgan Lewis/Nancy Hamilton). . Somewhere there's music, how faint the tune. Somewhere there's heaven, how high the moon. There is no moon above and love is far away too.
How she could sing the wildwood flower. The orphan girl he would love so long. In the end he knew she'd been his finest hour. And all he has left of her is a song.
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I have seen your soul turn black. And then retreat. To that dark place where no one else may follow. I waited here for your returning. To roll your cigarette.
I live out here in the wind and the pouring rain. Somewhere between 14th Avenue and Main. In the summer heat, winter's freezing snow. You see I got nowhere else to go.