Founds total 91 songs
Hello, My Name Is Coal
I'm from West 'by God' Virginia. And the high Kentucky hills. I'm dirty but I'm honest. I pay a poor man's bills. I'm prosperity and poverty. I'm a scoundrel and a saint.
House Full Of Empty Rooms
Intro. . You don't talk to me,. not the way that you used-to.. Maybe I don't listen. in a way that makes you think I-do.. I've been wonderin'. . 'bout what we're gonna.
Hunt You Down
I came up river on a gravel barge from New Orleans. She was standing on the cobblestones in a pair of cut-off jeans. I asked what she was doin', she said, "Sugar, I'm killin' time".
Hotty Toddy
High heels and cocktails, she ain't just boots and beer. She's the living proof there's something in the water 'round here. Well it doesn't matter if it's noon or night.
Hell S Gates On Fire
Hells gates on fire. Two million acres gone. When the going gets tough. The tough gets moving on. Morning noon or night. The fighters take chances. If grit was worth its weight in water.
His And Hers
They've got two golden bands. On their left hands. His and hers. And two ropes by the bed. Hand-stitched in red. His and hers. And in the room by the hall.
He's A Cowboy
He's a cowboy. Who rode his dreams into the purple sky. Drove a million head of cattle 'cross the great divide mhm. He loved the JFC. That's made way into his heart upon a melody.
Hill Country Rain
Sometimes I just wake up humming. feeling like my world is right. wanna jump right up & walk outside, take in the morning light. feel the music running through me makes me wanna dance.
Hands On The Wheel
Billy Callery. . At a time when my world, seemed to be swinging,. Reeling out of control. There were some believers,. Deceivers, a few in-betweeners. Who seemed to have no place that they could go.
Heart You Left Behind
(Angela Strehli). . You told me that this time you are leavin'. To beg you to stay would be a crime. I'd hoped you would give us another chance to love.
Hard Edges
Lisa used to love to dance. Ever since she was ten years old. Her bare feet raising dust on a yard. Where the grass wouldn't grow. . Slowly spinning round and round.
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