Little cutie said, 'come on, let's do a shot'. For a second there I looked at her and thought, 'why not?'. I guess she don't know what everybody knows in here.
Old lady chewing on my ear,. Is moanin and groanin I dont wanna hear. I know her mouth is makin words. All I heard was blah blah blah. Same old story just another day.
So bartender set me up with the triple crown. Double ain't enough when I'm feelin' this down. I'll celebrate the misfortune I've found. With my own version of the triple crown.
Working too hard for way too little. Way too long, got to work that damn bluze. But I feel like a damn dog. Country song. Bust man are riding like a i run it new.
This old '85 Chevrolet damn sure seen better Days. But it still get's me down the Road. The same old Job I had, for 15 year. No it ain't so bad. The Hours are long and the Pay is low.
Sunset by the lake. Looked just like a dream. My world stopped on a dime. When she hopped out of that jeep. . All my buddies said. "Boy don't waste your time.
Speak of the Devil. . Heaven sent an angel to me to save me from lifes misery. She seemed to fall right outta the sky. I caught her here in my arms. Well life was pretty peachy things were really keen.
early every morning up and out bed a thousand things runnin through my head thinkin bout all the stuff i gotta get done 8 to 5 then back home take out the trash mow the lawn i work and work sill ive seen no fun.
(intro). Something is wrong, but he won't say. The way he's acting should give it away. Stayin' out late not sayin' a word. Silence says everything. The sign posts they are red.
Dog-tired. Yeah, I'm wired. Uptight-er than an e-string. About to break. . Tail-draggin'. A little ragged. Hangin' by a thread. That's startin' to fray.
My truck has a rebel flag and a rifle rack. There's a case or two of empty cans blowin' in the back. Yeah I got an eight point buck strapped across the hood.
Penny For Your Thoughts By Kevin Fowler. . Some folks put a price on everything. Cause nothin' in life comes for free. Well love don't cost money, just hard work and time.
It was a typical black tie country club scene. The band was playin Girl from Ipanema. It was like a bad dream, yall. . Had a plate with a cracker and a piece of cheese.
Chorus:. I feel sorry for the next girl in line, whoa. She aint got a chance in hell. The last one taught me not to let my guard down. Yeah, Ive learned my lesson well, Im not lovin anymore.
My best friend, Bud, you know he's the king. He makes me do some stupid things. When he's around, oh, anything goes. Jose's gonna be there tonight. He'll even get me in a fight.
Yeah, the first time I saw her she was dancing on the bar at the Ropa Hoe. The way she moved and grooved would make any dude wanna tap a toe. Heart started pumping like a kid drum bumping on a band stand.
Chorus). The Lord loves the drinkin' manSends honkey tonk angels to the promise land. I hear that he can turn water to wineAny man that can do that is a good friend of mineI've been baptized in beer, I'm here to testifyI was speaking in tongues when I came home last nightSome folks say I'm livin' in sin, but I know.
I wanna get loose, get loud, get crazy. Yeah, it's been a long week. I need a long neck to save me. I wanna dance all night long. In the arms of a Honky Tonk, baby.
There's a hole in the wall just across the tracks. When I'm missin' you that's where I hang my hat. On the antler hook there by the door. I get bellied up and get ready for.
Granddaddy was Irish Cherokee. Ran moonshine from here to Tennessee. Spent half his life in the Montgomery county jail. Grandma she got drunk and left.