We Were listening to the Radio. After Dark, in the Park by Hurricane Shoals. on A blanket by the waterfalls,. Holdin hands, Sweet Romance untill the Rooster Called.
Straight out of Nashville, here's your next big star. He don't write the songs he sings, but he knows the words by heart. Wears a cowboy hat, and some tight blue jeans,.
Sunday Shoes, Cap and Gown. The whole town gathered around. Waited 18 years now it's all comin down to this.. I scanned the crowd and it fills my soul.
Best friends in a pickup truck, we were Panama City bound. Eight hours in the back, wind blowin' with the sun beatin' down. Makin' plans to raise some hell, celebratin' our senior year.
"I'm No Hank Williams" by Corey Smith from the CD "Hard-Headed Fool". . I got a foot in the door, and one in the rain. I'm standing on the threshold of fortune and fame.
Cocaine on your shirtsleeve, whiskey in your eyes,. you stumble in the green room with a pocket full of lies,. no money for a cab, too messed up to drive..
You could say Im just a good ol boy. Dipped in the batter, country fried. Washed in the blood, wrapped in camouflage. A staunch defender of the right side..
Oh I got one hand on the bottle, and the other on the wheel. And I'm tearin up a gravel road, just north of Sandersville. I'm headin' down the holler, heard there's a party goin' on,.
I drove to Galilee this morning.. . White-knuckled in the pew,. . I heard a good man preach a Gospel.. . I shook his hand when he was through,. . Though we marvel at the Maker through different colored window panes..
Have you ever seen a Georgia sunset?. Across the cool October sky. You know it's like a little piece of Heaven. Hung in between the day and night. Every shade of red and blue.
Times are a changing. But I'm still the same ol' son of a bitch in the wind. I act like I did back when I was a kid. But it hurts me more than it did back then.
Verse 1. Lately I? ve been singing the blues for no apparent reason.. I lay around on the couch piss and moan dragging everyone down.. Maybe its always been in my blood stream, maybe daddy was right when he.
(Whistling Dixie). . Passed an old plantation home off Hwy. 41. Been around since 1850, way before the Union come. Built up on a hill, its got a 500-acre view.
Morning sun so bright, I put shades on my eyes,. hide my face from the spotlight.. I walk the streets with this pack on my back. full of books and the poetry I write..
I received my education, according to the plan,. in a valley full of echoes, in the footsteps of the band.. Along a field of battle, I came to understand,.
Amanda was a small town blonde haired beauty. She had Heaven in her eyes and could light up a room. When she walked into view, she was the prettiest girl in my school.
Im flying high. but im feeling low. im in my prime. but im feeling old. im on my way. but im far behind. oh lifes been good. but it been kind. if you believe the heart wont lie.
I'm a lazy thing. Not a marathon runner. But if I'm in a hurry. I can walk a twenty minute mile. I'm dirt cheap. I save a lot of money. But I'm a fashion statement that never goes out of style.
The leaves are fallin down. The air is cool and clear. It's a seasonal change. And the night we've waited for is here. And we've exchanged the rings. And we've taken the vows.
Girl, I know I don't know you.. But your pretty little eyes so blue,. Are pulling me in like the moon on your skin.. I'm so glad you trusted me to slide up on this dusty seat.