A Mama And A Papa

Aerosol Ball

An American Trilogy

Oh I wish I was in the land of cotton. Old things they are not forgotten. Look away, look away, look away Dixieland. Oh I wish I was in Dixie, away, away.

A Fool Such As I

(Now and then there's a fool such as I). . Pardon me, if I'm sentimental. When we say goodbye. Don't be angry with me should I cry. When you're gone, yet I'll dream.

A Legend In My Time

If heartaches brought fame. In love's crazy game. I'd be a legend in my time. . If they gave gold statuettes. For tears and regrets. I'd be a legend in my time.

A Month Of Sundays

There must be about 100 parties and I hit everyone in town. Now the sun is coming up and this room is turning around. Outside the church bells ringing, I can't hardly stand the pain.

A Headache Tomorrow (or A Heartache Tonight)

Well, if the whiskey doesn't get me, I know the memories will. 'Cause you left a hole in my heart, that's too deep to fill. But a drink or two, maybe three or four, for a while you're out of sight.

All You Need Is Me

You've got the boots,. You've got the buckle. You've got the Stetson's cowboy hat. You've got the creases in your Wranglers,. And the Skoal ring in the back.

All That You Need

I been workin' on the farm. Just me and my brother Jack. Choppin' a sea of cotton. 'Till I thought I'd break my back. Everything changed. When my daddy got hurt.

Along Came Jones

I plopped down in my easy chair and turned on Channel 2. A bad gunslinger called Salty Sam was chasin' poor Sweet Sue. He trapped her in the old sawmill and said with an evil laugh,.

A Flood On Our Hands

The rivers are swollen. We got a flood on our hands. Get out the buckets. And the pots and pans. . Mama, put the pictures. In the old wooden boat. Billy, get the baby.

A Band Called Bud

There was a band called bud, made electric mud. Rode around town in a beat up van. Smokin marijuana like every other band.. They set their hair on fire. Strung thier guitars with barbed wire. Danced in the rain, and sang at the Sunny, just live in the van when they ain't got no money..

Album Number Two

This last year's been a whirlwind,. But we're doing well we're told,. Been up and down the highway,. And on the radio. We sold a lot of our first record,.

A Miracle

A Night In The City

A, B, C

A Little Fire

Ancient Forest

All Country On You

Had 'em dressed in their Sunday best calling me dirty words. Had a few drive by shootin' me the bird. Night-stalking me, callin' my phone blowing up. Going all Carrie Underwood on my truck.