I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me. Please have snow and mistletoe. And presents under the tree. . Christmas Eve will find me. Where the love light gleams.
You've got me walking upon air. And I'm afraid of heights. You fill my days with thoughts of you. Then rob my sleep at night. I see another side of me.
She moved up to the city. Became a big time fashion designer. All them big shots wined and dined her. In those fancy restaurants. She cam back to our hometown.
I used to think I'd go out with a bang,. On the back of a Harley, racin' a train,. Runnin' with bulls over in Spain with the crazies.. I've never been one to back down from a dare.
Might be the way your hair falls on your shoulder. Or the sparkle in your baby blues. All I know is you hypnotize me. And I can't take my eyes off you..
Hang up that red dress,. Let down your hair,. Cancel those reservations. Don't need to go no where.. As good as your looking right now,. Girl bet your thinkin I'm crazy,.
Have yourself a merry little Christmas. Let your heart be light. From now on, our troubles will be out of sight. Have yourself a merry little Christmas.
I always get the door for a lady,. I don't care if she's 4 or if she's 80. I don't need a Jag, I got a tractor,. I won't apologize for things that matter.
I'm a solitary man,. Nothing means more than my freedom,. A few days ago I swear. I walked out of there believin'. I could let you go. . I know how freedom feels.
Well I hit the snooze when the 'larm clock rings. Laying there doing that sleepyhead thing. There's a bird out my window spreadin' his wings. Cheap chirp doing' that signin'.
When the last breath of life. is gone from my body. and my lips are as cold as the sea. when my friends gather round. for my farewell party. won't you pretend you love me.
Here I sit, a nobody with no one. Bein' me ain't really all that fun. Leavin' her wasn't very smart. Admittin' I was wrong would be so hard. . If it was cool to be a fool.
Don't ruin it for the rest of us. With your braggin' that you fell in love. Can't you see we're kinda busy here. Swappin' lies and cryin' in our beers.
I was sittin' in a chair at the H and R Block. Some bean countin' pencil pusher runnin' up the clock. Said, "I've tallied up your numbers through the end of the year.
Leavin' this town got the ticket in my hand,. Greyhound gonna haul me to the promised land.. Can't shake this restless in my bones,. Mama don't fret I won't be alone..
Outside the courthouse on 5th and vine. There's a hundred people holdin' up their homemade signs. They say they'll be there sunshine or rain. 'Till somebody listens, 'till somethin's changed.
He wore that cowboy hat to cover up his horns. Sweet talking forked tongue had a tempting charm. Before I turned around that girl was gone. All I can say is bartender pour me something strong.
In all the pictures that I've seen. Of how angels are supposed to be. There's an aura, a kind of emanating light. Suggesting perfection that may very well be true.
She hates goin' anywhere in my old truck. She says: It's always muddy and it rides so rough. And there ain't no graceful way to climb up in a dress. Yeah, I'm about as country as she gets.
Away in a manger,. No crib for His bed,. The little Lord Jesus. Lay down his sweet head.. The stars in the sky. Looked down where He lay. The little Lord Jesus,.