Your out there somewhere and your crying. And I love you though we've never met. Wait there for me, I'll recognize you. Someone lonesome, someone hurtin', someone blue,.
(Dana Hunt/Charlie Black). . This the season for generosity. A time to give and to receive. My Christmas list consists of just one sweet dream.. . I know what I want for Christmas this year.
Sometimes I can't put up with bein' so put down. And all my faith can manage, is the shadow of a frown. My soul's about to break, there's only one escape.
I don't want to be the kind to hesitate,. Be too shy, wait too late. I don't care what they say other lovers do,. I just want to dance with you.. . I gotta feeling that you have a heart like mine,.
There's just a hint of indifference. In her lack of conversation when we talk.. And the subject matters change,. There's no mention of our future now at all..
I'm driving in my car alone. You called me on the telephone. How many times will it take till I'm convinced. That you're using me, I'm just a used-to-be.
I'm driving in my car alone. You called me on the telephone. How many times will it take till I'm convinced. That you're using me, I'm just a used-to-be.
He was sitting there beside me. Throwin' doubles down when he ordered up his third one. He looked around, then he looked at me. And said I do believe I oughta have one more..
She was leaning on a rail in a cotton dress. Summer tanned pretty, little perfect mess. With a story that could only be anybody's guess. And I was thinking that I probably didn't stand a chance.
I gotta get to you 'cause you're sure been getting to me. Gotta find a way to get to your heart to sweep you off your feet. I'll wrap you up in my love, cover you with kisses so sweet.
I don't get along. With people who aren't kind. I don't get along. With folks with only money on their mind. And I don't get along with someone. Who's always trying to tell me what to do.
I don't want to talk it over anymore. We said it all last night and time and time again before. You don't know what you put me through. When you walk out the door.
There once was a time when I was dead inside. I cussed the Lord for the day I was born. And prayed to the Devil to die. Just when I thought the Devil had won.
Now I come and go as I please. From down here up North and in between. But baby its a shame. Cause I always feel the same when. I can't see Texas from here.
I pack up my saddle. Throw it in that two-horse trailer. Back up my truck, hook 'em up. And drive away. . Won't be the first time. But this time's the last time.
Her telephone rang 'bout a quarter to nine.. She heard his voice on the other end of the line;. She wondered what was wrong this time.. She never knew what his calls might bring..
(Roger Springer/Bruce Bouton/Mark Chesnutt). . I've traveled through lots of places. Seen lots of folks and lots of faces. Even settled down a time or two.
I felt the rush of the Rio Grande into Yellowstone. And I've seen first-hand Niagra Falls. And the lights of Vegas. I've criss-crossed down to Key Biscayane.
I was there in my trailer,. Down at the job site. The day that this stranger walked in. His face looked so sad, and he carried a set of blueprints. And as I unrolled them, the first thing I noticed.
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