You better not pout, better not cry. Better be good I'm telling you why. Santa Claus is coming to town. . He's making a list checking it twice. Gonna find out who's naughty or nice.
Braided rope, saddle soap, rosin for his riggin'. A young man dreams of growing up to ride. Buckin' broncs, Brahma bulls is just some wishful thinkin'.
I still love you, I still want you. I still need you, don't hang up and say goodbye. . Walking on the beach last night, hoping things would be all right.
I've been gone for so long. Feels so good just to get back home. Back to my friends. And other faces that I love to see. . Like a rainbow that is in the sky.
Well Lord, I love this ranchin' with it's ropin' and brandin'. But I don't like that farmin' at all. It's goodbye for the summer, this haying's sure a bummer.
You know Dasher and Dancer,. . Prancer and Vixen,. . You know Comet and Cupid,. . Donner and Blitzen,. . Say, but do you recall. . That most important reindeer of all?.
I'm sittin' in a city filled with people cars and smoke. The walls are closin' in on me my heart's about to choke. The world becomes a foggy dream and I no longer see.
Here we go round 'n round. State your case and then sit down. Tell me why you want to go. I don't love you anymore. Here you go mad again. Tell me that you're just a friend.
Under the skies of old big D. He works a nine to five. Bending steel and driving nails. By phone in a suit and tie. . He fights traffic in his Mercedes.
I parked my old pickup behind the holdin' fence and rosined up my riggin. Cause my old daddy said if I ride hard and take care of my gear I'd make it big.
Love is a burning thing, it burns this fiery ring. Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire. . I fell into a burning ring of fire. I went down down down and the flames grew higher.
The moon is shinnin' down through the pines. And it spreads its light across the mountain side. And I wonder what you're doin' tonight. Yes I wonder what you're doin' and I wonder if everythings alright.
I know I hurt you but I never meant to. It's you that I'm fondest of. I know you need me but I must be free. Cowboys ain't easy to love. . Somethings that I do, I know don't please you.
Return to me, oh my dear I'm so lonely.. Hurry back, hurry back, oh my love I'm yours.. Return to me, for my heart wants you only.. Hurry home, hurry home, won't you please hurry home to my heart?.
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue. Wrap your presents to your darling from you. Pretty pencils to write 'I love you'. Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue.
The raindrops fall on my camper the lightening crashes and lights the sky. I look at the window sprayed with raindrops I see her face and I see her smile.
Written by: Chris Isaak. Pretty girls don't cry, they know exactly what they want.. Pretty girls walk by, with eyes that smile faces that haunt.. I watch them walk I wonder, turn away I try but I can't find words to say.
Well your mama finds it hard to understand. Why her lovin' son wants to be a rodeo man. And your daddy had a whole lotta great big plans for you. But you hate to disappoint him but you got other things to do.
Well you mama finds it hard to understand. Why her lovin' son wants to be a rodeo man. And your daddy had a whole lotta great big plans for you. You hate to disappoint him but you gotta other things to do.
I was a new kid on the circuit. Gold buckles in my eyes. But the horse I drew was plenty rank. Much to my suprise. I did a double back flip. And landed on my head.