Little Miss Dynamite, just blew my world away. It was a pitiful sight, me beggin' her to stay. I never had a hunch, so how was I to know?. She packed a punch, that knocked my heart out cold.
It was raining hard in Houston when I ran in to her. I searched for conversation but I was lost for words. Then a cloud of tear-filled memories came crashing down on me.
In the cool of the evening she calls me to dance. My back's about broken from choppin' the plants. My soul is so thirsty I can't sleep at night. She walks in my dreams, brings me delight.
I ain't been sleepin', I ain't been eatin'. I've been on pins and needles, waitin' by the phone. You better call me, you better call me. I've been on pins and needles, waitin' by the phone.
I'm stoned on your love. Kick her off Earl, yeah. . I don't need cigarettes or whiskey. I don't get a rush from caffeine. Ain't trippin' out on nothing.
The street that we live on. Ain't no yellow brick road. This paycheck that I bring home. Sure ain't no pot of gold. . When people dream. They don't wish they were us.
You could have kissed me like this wasn't gonna last. Kept me from sayin' something I'll never take back. You could have held me like there was no chance.
The doors flew back and in they came. A tough bunch of cowboys, thirsty. They said to the waitress, "Honey what's your name?. Mama, won'cha bring us whiskey?".
Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright. . Round yon Virgin Mother and Child. Holy Infant so tender and mild.
Show me a woman who left her man. And I'll show you a man with a drink in his hand. Doing all they can to survive. And I'll show you a man, you better not let him drive.
My Baby Thinks She's French. My Baby Thinks She's French. She plays a Spanish guitar. At the coffee bar. She's takin' self-defence. My Baby Thinks She's French.
Please understand me everything's all right. I just musta notta gotta lotta sleep last night. . I was high flyin' down the riverside drive. Rockin' to the radio man alive.
I could tell he'd had a tough life. By the way he sat and stared. And me, I'd come to push and shove. So I pulled up a chair. . We talked of roads untraveled.
She's more than I could ever ask for. More than I deserve. Why am I the lucky one. Who means the world to her. She's the best of everything. Sometimes, I think it's all a dream.
Well I ain't afraid of dying, it's the thought of being dead. I wanna go on being me once my eulogy's been read. Don't spread my ashes out to sea, don't lay me down to rest.
On Christmas morn' a son was born. No one knew he'd be the King of kings. A baby child so meek and mild. And through the ages, angel voices sing. . Praise and Alleluia to the Savior.
She took the keys, she took the car. Took my love and she broke my heart. Poor me, poor me. Poor me, another. . Down with the blues, age old infection.
Love is the beating of hearts. Like distant drums in the dark. Love gives and love takes away. True love will meet you half way. . Hearts tell you things words can't say.
Well I got my first truck, when I was three. Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees. Hauled marbles and rocks, and thought twice before. I hauled a Barbie Doll bed for the girl next door.
O holy night. The stars are brightly shining. It is the night of. Our dear Saviour's birth. . Long lay the world. In sin and error pining. Till He appeared.