I don't own a Brand new Benz. I drive an old pick up with rust and dents. I can't afford to live with the upper class. I got a three room, one bath fixer up.
Wanna tell you a story. bout a tipple I know. When it comes to drinkin. She steals the show. She aint exactly Pernod. Aint exactly Schnapps. Fourteen percent, seventy-five C-L.
Writer: Coke Sams. . Saddle up my pickup truck. Say goodbye and wish me luck. Pass the word I'm riding out again. . I gotta see that purple sage. I've got to roll with one more stage.
Someday every person on this Earth. Someway everyone, someday we will learn what life is worth. Just how precious is each birth, everyone. Though the dark and cold threaten every soul.
Writers: Doug Supernaw, Allen Huff. . Well I wish you could have seen us. One car between us. Too far gone so someone had to go. She called her mama. And I called her a friend.
With a closet full of clothes, she's got nothing to wear. It's almost time to go and she can't do a thing with her hair. She asks me, "Do I look alright?".
Writers: Gene Robbins/Bobby Taylor/John Ramey. . Daddy's brand-new bass boat. Cost him two weeks on the couch. Fourteen dozen roses and his boys night out.
Turning up my collar. To a cold kansas morning. Storm clouds forming up ahead. Ol' highway, your so lonely. But when love dies, youve always. Been the only one to help me forget.
I came in here tonight. To do a little thinking. When I left home, I promised her twice. I ain't going drinking. . Then you walk in. And knock me down.
I can hear her heart beat for a thousand miles. And the heavens open every time she smiles. And when I come to her, that's where I belong. I'm running to her like a river's song.
written by:Doug Supernaw. performed by Doug Supernaw on "Red and Rio Grande". . Like a kid on a carousel. I go around in circles. Not knowing whether to be scared.
I'd be lyin' if I said, I never prayed for this. I can show you here and now, how much love you've missed. I'm happy that you're sad, I know that sounds so wrong.
Writers: Doug Supernaw/Justin White/Allen Huff. . They're about to turn the lights out. The car just gave out there goes this month's check. Seems like everything we own is either falling down or standing up on it's last leg.
I've gone from everything to nothin'. You've gone from here to far away. I used to wake up in the morning. Thinkin' everything was possible, now there's just no way.
I'd be lyin' if I said-. I never prayed for this,. I can show you here and now,. how much love you've missed. . Im happy that you're sad- I know. that sounds so wrong,.
I was hangin' up my stockings Watching the snowflakes fall. The radio playing blue Christmas. And I thought I'd better give you a call. Well I know it sounds crazy but it's true.
Writer: Reece D. WIlson. . The game was tied at seven all. She said let's take a walk. We found a place behind the stands. She said we need to talk. She went on and on about this town bein' small.
Eighty hours a week, that's what I call work. And this black under my blue collar is his best pay dirt. They work me hard from dawn to dusk. Doin' double time puttin' out sweat for a filthy buck.
I need a room without a view. so nothing I see will remind me of you. just four grey walls. to keep out the light of day. . must be a place that I can go.
After three good years together we had our first big fight. So she went to her mother's and I went for a ride. Down an old familiar highway, just a few miles out of town.