She don't know how to work on her car. She just steps on the gas and it goes. Me, I'm no technician but a little knob twisting. Puts a song on my radio.
Jacob was a dirt poor farm boy. Raised at the fork in the road in a clapboard house. And Rachael was a land baron's daughter. Born with a silver spoon in her mouth.
Three a.m. on the clock. Lullaby, music box. Oh, baby please don't cry. Let's let mama sleep tonight. You've only been home one day. You don't even know your name.
In my Heaven there ain't no lawyers. Don't need names on dotted lines. Folks do business like they oughta. A good firm handshake works just fine. We feed lawyers to the lions.
I'm gonna make you a promise. Starting tonight. If I never do anything else. For the rest of my life. . I'm gonna hold somebody. I'm gonna look in someone's eyes.
You've got it made, you've got real love. Something you don't find every day. Someone to trust, someone to lean on. Something I would hold on to, if I were you.
I'm gonna make you a promise. Starting tonight. If I never do anything else. For the rest of my life. . I'm gonna hold somebody. I'm gonna look in someone's eyes.
I'm gonna make you a promise. Starting tonight. If I never do anything else. For the rest of my life. . I'm gonna hold somebody. I'm gonna look in someone's eyes.
She don't like to stay out late. She'd rather be at home. Holdin' hands by the fireplace. I wonder if he knows. She likes moonlit walks on a seashore sand.
Saw your picture in the mornin' paper. Bet your mama sure is proud. Finally found you a real straight lacer. All your dreams getting buttoned down. Baby you know that I know you too well.
Tuesday morning sports page, I've got coffee in my cup. A smile creeps across my face, the Braves beat the Cubs. I hate Chicago. I'm changing planes in Dallas, I ain't going through I'Hare.
Wheels are turnin'. I feel my whole life spinnin' 'round. Stars are burnin'. I don't even know where I am. Sometimes the road seems like such a crazy way to live.
One day shy of 8 years old, grandma passed away. I was a broken hearted little boy, blowi'n out that birthday cake. How I cried when the sky let go with a cold and lonesome rain.
T.J and Charley had a little bar band. They played covers every Friday night. Bonnie was a waitress and a big fan. And every break the three of them would.
All I am, all I'll be. Everything in this world, all that I'll ever need. Is in your eyes, shining at me. When you smile I can feel all my passion unfolding.
I've been trying not to love you. I've been putting up a fight. I've been barely holding on. And letting go with all my might. There's a part of me that's empty.
My baby gets me shakin' - she's got a way of makin' me. Feel like I'm still seventeen. She gets me high-she gets me low-and in between. . Blue eyes she's got 'em - legs on the bottom.
Well, my old Uncle Joe, he's a proud Democrat. He's got FDR on his baseball cap. An' thinks the whole country's on a one-way track to hell. He says there's only one truck an' that's a Chevrolet.
Jenny's daddy was five years gone. By the time that Jenny was six years old. It was her and her mom and her parakeet Pete. In a little blue house at the end of the street.
Good morning beautiful. How was your night. Mine was wonderful. With you by my side. And when I open my eyes. And see your sweet face. It's a good morning beautiful day.