You slipped off your wedding band. And tucked it deep inside my hand. Forced a smile and headed towards the door. And as you walked out, I heard you say.
I cant be with you now. But I know how you are. Youre staring up at the sky. And wishing on a star. . That I was still there. But Im closer than I seem.
Well, the first time that I saw her. She somehow knew my name. And I knew that she was trouble. But she had me just the same. . And it was bad, bad, bad, bad.
Hello, how are you. I just had to hear your voice. I know its late. But it couldnt wait. . I know its been a while. Since we said goodbye. But we both did what we thought we had to do.
It's 3 A.M. and you finally say. You're sorry for acting that way. You didn't really mean to make me cry. Oh baby, sometimes I wonder. . Why does it always have to come down to me leaving.
Baby, that look on you face. Seems to say it all. I've never seen you acting this way. It's like you just hit a wall. . So put your keys back on the table.
There are moments that I am unable to breathe. The pain is strangling me. I shake my fist at the sky then fall down on my knees. Screaming, "How can this be?".
I live on a hill overlooking the skyline. With a breathtaking view of the big city bright lights. A hand full of stars and a heart full of dreams. Brought me down this road that's never what it seems.
One look and you know whats coming. Storm cloud is moving in. Aint no use in running. Just take it like a man. . Oh, Lord, what have you started. Cold front is settin in.
These pearls from my mother, passed down from her mother. Of everything they gave me, I treasure them most. Cant wear them, cant hold them, dont come from the ocean.
This is gonna be really fun. . We'll I've kissed a cowboy on a sawdust floor. Shot tequila with him till we couldn't dance no more. Ran a hundred miles an hour with a Harley man.
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,.
Theres a Stetson in the back of the room. And hes movin to a hip hop groove. And hes doin it like a country boy do. (Doin it like a country boy do). And theres Jenny givin it all shes got.
Corn fed. . We don't flip the bird, we don't cuss and scream. When the cars don't move when the light turns green. We don't lock our doors when we leave the house.
Written by Shannon Brown / Blair Daly / Troy Verges. . I don't feel hung over I don't feel strung out. Could I be clean and sober, did I finally lay it down.
He walked up, all buff, in his cowboy cuts. Bringing on his best come on lines. His words of choice, of course. Would you like to save a. And ride a cowboy tonight.
If I had a dollar for every time. I tried to change for a girl of mine.. Well Id be a millionaire. . Square peg, round hole. Sometimes they fit, most times they dont.
No kiss goodbye. You got your suitcase. Fake a smile through one last wave. I'm memorize, each step that you take. Trying to make a memory that won't ever fade.
songs come on my radio. some are fast and some are slow. some about sunshine some about rain. but to this old heart they sound the same. even though love notes and words might change.