I set out on a narrow way many years ago. Hoping I would find true love along the broken road. But I got lost a time or two. Wiped my brow and kept pushing through.
REDNECKS, WHITE SOCKS AND BLUE RIBBON BEER. Writers Bob McDill, Wayland Holyfield, Chuck Neese. . There's no place that I'd rather be than right here.
Though I should say goodbye to you I can't control my heart. It won't obey my heart must stay with you. You brought me a tear with each kiss you gave to me.
L O V E love. L.O V E. . L O V E love. L O V E. . I see your face, I look in your eyes. What you feel is no surprise. Everyone needs somethin' to believe in.
POP A TOP. Writer Nat Stuckey. . Pop a top again I just got time for one more round Sit em up my friends Then I'll be gone Then you can let some other fool sit down I'd like for you'd to listen to a joke I heard today From a woman who said she was through and calmly walked away I'd tried to smile and did a while it felt so outta place Did you ever hear of a clown with tears drops streaming down his face. Pop a top again I think I'll have another round Sit em up my friend Then I'll be gone and you can let some other fool sit down. Home for me is misery and here I am wasting time Cause a row of fools on a row of stools is not what's on my mind But then you see her leaving me it's not what I prefer So it's either here just drinking beer or at home remembering her. Pop a top again I think I'll have another round Sit em up my friend Then I'll be gone and you can let some other fool sit down Pop a top again..
When I lost my baby, I almost lost my mind. When I lost my baby, I almost lost my mind. My eyes was full of tears. Since she left me behind. . I pass a million people, I can't tell who I meet.
Eh oh be love. . En tus ojos lo veo ya. lo que sientes es normal. todos queremos creer en algo. . hablemos de sueos de verdad. miremos lo que hay dentro ya.
PICK ME UP ON YOUR WAY DOWN. (Harlan Howard). '56 Tree Publishing. . You were mine for just a while now you're puttin' on the style. And you've never once looked back to your home across the track.
I was sittin' at home just a-listenin' to my radio. An' along came a fella who apparently had been on the go. Well, he started in a-braggin' 'bout ev'rywhere he'd been.
You said that you'd be mine and we signed that dotted line. I thought that we'd be happy, you and me. If I had only known your love was just a loan. For now you're asking me to set you free.
L O V E love. L.O V E. . L O V E love. L O V E. . I see your face, I look in your eyes. What you feel is no surprise. Everyone needs somethin' to believe in.
Hawaii's callin'. . When I hear the rhythm of the hula rock, hula rock. In the South Pacific where the trade winds blow. They thought that the hula was a little bit slow.
PAPER DOLL. Writer Johnny Black. . I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own A doll that other fellows cannot steal And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes Will have to flirt with dollies that are real When I come home at night she will be waiting She'll be the truest doll in all this world I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own Than have a fickle-minded real live girl I guess I had a million dolls or more I guess I've played the doll game o'er and o'er I just quarreled with Sue, that's why I'm blue She's gone away and left me just like all dolls do I'll tell you boys, it's tough to be alone And it's tough to love a doll that's not your own I'm through with all of them I'll never ball again Say boy, whatcha gonna do? I'm gonna buy a Paper Doll that I can call my own A doll that other fellows cannot steal And then the flirty, flirty guys with their flirty, flirty eyes Will have to flirt with dollies that are real When I come home at night she will be waiting She'll be the truest doll in all this world I'd rather have a Paper Doll to call my own Than have a fickle-minded real live girl.
Oh yea!. Come on!. . You get the limo out front. Hottest styles, every shoe, every color. . Yea when your famous it can be kinda fun. It's really you but no one ever discovers.
On the isle of Filla Lilla out Hawaii way. A hula maiden gay strolled by on moonlit bay. There came to court her over the water from a savage Zinga Zululand.
ORANGE BLOSSOM SPECIAL. Writer Ervin T. Rouse. . Look a-yonder comin'. Comin' down that railroad track. Hey, look a-yonder comin'. Comin' down that railroad track.
Come listen to my tale 'bout a pretty little girl. That I chanced to meet on the prairie. T'was a night in June by the western moon. That I met my charming Mary.
mmm. yeaah. Sunrise and I lifted my head. Then I smiled at your picture sittin' next to my bed. Sunset and you're feelin' okay. Cause you smile at the letter that I sent you today.
I lay here at night, I toss and I turn. Lovin' you so, how my heart yearns. Honey, you're the reason. I can't sleep at night. . Just a walkin' the floor thinking of you.
ON TAP, IN THE CAN, OR IN THE BOTTLE. Writers Hank Thompson, Dick Hart. . On tap, in the can or in the bottle. To me it will all taste the same. Down the hatch cause my throat's open throttle.