She's getting dressed up, putting on that lipstick. She be shaking, riding to them cut-offs baby, oh yeah. You're getting off work, cashing out that paycheck.
On a lover's leap with a freeway view. Sittin' on my hood, thinkin' bout you. Goin' over in my mind, every kiss. And every fight. Yeah, the fool on the hill is beaten.
Used to chase that boy home from school. Called him freckled-face, red-headed fool. He was different... he wasn't cool like me. Sticks and stones didn't break any bones.
Oh, he listens to the countdown, every Sunday morning. From a cold solitary prison cell. And the music from his radio is like freedom down a dirt toad.
Tim McGraw. "Not a moment too soon". . I was standing at the end of my rainbow. with nowhere to go and no pot of gold in sight. All my wishes were just way too much to hope for,.
Stopped to have a few at five. Now you're crossing that center line for the third time. Second time like this, this week. Had a friend ask you for your keys, you said, "No I'm fine".
It'd be just another river town. Streets would have a different sound. There'd be no honky tonks with whiskey rounds. No dreamers chasin' dreams down.
I think I'll take a moment to celebrate my age. The ending of an era, and the turning of a page. Now it's time to focus in on where I go from here. Lord, have mercy on my next thirty years.
My old friend, I recall. The times we had hanging on my wall. I wouldn't trade them for gold. Cause they laugh and they cry me. Somehow sanctify me. They're woven in the stories I have told.
Got to hold on easy as I let you go,. gonna tell you how much I love,. though you think you already know,. I remeber I thought you looked like an angel,.
There's a girl from Back Roads, Tennessee. And she works in the factory. All day on the line. Then she clocks out at five finally. . There's a bar, the boys treat her like a queen.
I never had no one. That I could count on. I've been let down so many times. I was tired of hurtin'. So tired of searchin'. Till you walked into my life.
You say you've been feeling weaker, weaker by the day. You say you can't make the joy of your salvation stay. But good things come to them that wait. Not to those who hesitate.
People ask me what you doin' son. You're gonna drive yourself insane. You'll never find the sunshine. When you're followin' the rain. Seems like I'd take a new road.
I'm sittin' here stoned, at Tortilla Jo's. Nobody knows my name and that's alright with me.. She said adios, so I said hello. Don Julio, top shelf, self help remedy.
(Verse 1). . I got an empty feeling when that moving van pulled up. It got a whole lot emptier as I watched them fill that truck,. And when they carried out your clothes it took my breath away,.
Runnin' round in this new truck, bank let's me borrow from month to month. Runnin' out of credit and find a little cash on the radio. Standin' still they're blowin past, numbers on cars goin' NASCAR fast.
He was thinkin' back when he was a kid. His folks were divorced. His old man high on somethin'. Came knockin' at the door. . His mama wouldn't talk to him.
Maybe it was a dream last night. Or looking into my daughter's eyes. But my heart was sinking. Yeah, man, it got me thinking. About all of my yesterdays.
Love walks into a bar. And gets you to buy her a drink. Love walks you out to the dancefloor. Right when the band starts to sing. Love walks you to a corner booth.