Comb your hair, paint and powder. You act proud, and I'll act prouder. You sing loud, and I'll sing louder. Tonight were settin' the woods on fire. . You're my gal and I'm your feller.
safe. was the last thing to change. all the way that you came. so far for you. the reasons you gave. we already knew. now that you're here. still so upset.
I just want you to know, I know you better than you think i do. And I aint going nowhere girl (don't worry). always gonna be close to you, ain't nobody gonna hurt ya.
Sometimes it's so hard. I only get so far. find myself. finding ways. to disappoint you. is it better this way. almost every day. explain myself. don't be mean.
(Put your hands together and start making some noise. And let's do the same when we get them on stage. Ladies and gentleman let's give it up for the wild and wooly saddle boogie band).
another city. bombed today. people like me. blown away. are we free. this price we pay. . and i cringe. these things i see. watching war. on tv. . The Faces.
Verse one. you're touching me. (i]m touching you). got your body (in the nude). baby girl you're into me (i'm into you). got the candles burning like my love for you, kiss you on your back to get you in the mood, baby girl you know there's nothing I wont do once we get in the room, girl it's all about you and me .. making love ...exctacy , all night long (dont) forget to breathe.
Old Badger was an outlaw that no man could ever ride. So tough the devils pitch fork couldn't penetrate his hide. To beat him was the dream of every cowboy in the land.
I'm sitting here so still. my thoughts on only you. wishing you were here. time that's spent away. grows harder by the day. just a picture of you near.
Rusty spurs a hangin' from a nail their on the wall. Cold winds a blowin' and the snow begins to fall. Old man a dreamin' in his rockin' chair. Thinkin' bout the days gone by wishin' he was there.
can you see when you look at me. how I mentally undress you. not a sound, we can't be found. i know this excites you too. don't turn around. i'm right behind you.
Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle me and Bill packed the car in the pourin' rain. Witch and John were at the beer stand gettin' sprung. But we got 'em gathered and hit the road again.
dont be late. you know that's something. that she hates. don't be right. that just starts another fight. there's no rule. some nites we are just so cruel.
Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle. Me and Bill packed the car in the pourin' rain. Winch and John was at the beer stand, gettin' spraddled. But we got 'em gathered and hit the road again.
Blue bonnets line a hundred miles of Texas highway. All the way from Kadee, to downtown San Antonio. The sun's so hot I feel the steam rise off this Chevrolet.
Those words we say. Then wish we could take away. And I know you'll find. I'm just one more thing you left behind. . Dreams of you. Leave me abused. I wake up all alone and I don't know what to do.
On a cold Montana morning on the road to Idaho. I watched her order hot and black to go. In her boots and spurs and blue jeans. And the lonely in her eyes.
Corry likes red wine. likes to sing until dawn. Jen sits in her chair. with her geetar, her long legs. and drunk face on. Oh, how they laugh. as they tell me their lies.
White lines go flash-in by me. As I wonder where this road will finally end. I think about the past and I'm not too sure. Just where the road began. .
been distracted. by last night all day. all the words that I wanted. I couldn't say. and I wait. yes I wait. . mistakes disguised as choices. should have listened to my.