Billy Ray was a preacher's son,. An' when his daddy'd visit, he'd come along.. When they gathered around and started talkin',. Oh, that's when Billy'd take me walkin';.
I kiss the boys and make them cry. My lips aren't in it, my heart knows why. The earth stopped moving when you said goodbye. Yeah, it's sad but true. .
(Sherrie Austin/Steven Bliss/Will Rambeaux). . Jenny wants the fairy tale. She wants the whole dang thing. The boy, the ring, the wedding dress, the kitchen sink.
Well he wore my name in a tatoo on his arm,. And in a tender voice he said he'd wait for me,. Yeah you're dreams are bigger than some red dirt farms,.
In a pair of faded coveralls and her mama's old high heels. She wobbles up and takes a shaky bow. She smiles a little smile that hides her missing baby tooth.
You don't wanna smile. It's been this way for a while. Got nothing good to say. Friends are calling. But you don't pick up the phone. . You don't wanna laugh.
Oh I don't believe it,. That I could be so deceiving. And bringing you down to feel this lack of loyalty.. . You were a song in my head,. The warmth of the sheets in my bed..
Lately I've been doing some thinking. I guess that it's small like the last couple years. I never would guess all that it's taught me. And I can't believe that it's brought me here.
i seen her walk and bring a snail from up out of his shell /. turnaround to a trial of boys on her tail /. but y'all can't afford that, wait 'til she put it on sale /.
drums. . Whiz Almighty. Sherlock Tones. . alright, class in session /. and i really need to pass this test man /. no question /. until i got caught with a cheat sheet trying to answer the questions /.
this is for all the people said i wouldn't be nothing /. and that was the words that i needed to hear to turn this here into something /. i can't front, we trying to get the grammy /.
(Written by Clarence George Carter, Hope T. Anglese, Kitty Mann, Tommy Stough). Just a shoulder to cry on. That's all I've been to you. Just someone to rely on.
So one day. Satan came through the gates of Heaven. And he said, "Look God who are you trying to kid?. God is all there is nothing that is not God. . I am You, there is no distance.
frivolity, well its good to know,. beyond my brain, I got somewhere to go,. to the deserts to the trees,. let them take you a little higher,. take your clothes off when you can.
Seven fat Englishmen sit around you on bar stools. Blood red faces, unaware that they're dying fast. And as this blood squeezes through their blocked arteries.
Now I was hangin' round Nashville writin' songs and playin' 'em for all of the stars. Watchin' 'em laugh and hand 'em back livin' on hope and Hershey bars.
Did you hear bout Stacy brown (no we didn't but we'd like to). He had every chick in town (no he didn't but he tried to). He had looks he had class do anything to get a little lass.
Someone ate the baby it's rather sad to say. Someone ate the baby so she won't be out to play. We'll never hear her whiney cry or have to feel if she is dry.
Well I've told you someday I'd have a lotta money. And you would see me grinnin' from ear to ear. Look in my pocket this ain't gabbage that I'm foldin' baby.
In the laid back California town of sunny San Raphael. Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake you probly knew her well. Shed been stoned fifteen of her eighteen years and the story was widely told.