Founds total 4 songs
That Lonesome Song
That mornin' sun made its way. Through the windshield of my Chevrolet. Whiskey eyes and ashtray breath. On a chert rock gravel road. . What the hell did I do last night?.
Cover Your Eyes
I'm sorry a phone call. Is the best I could do at this time. You're busy. . But this on again, off again. It's starting to mess with my mind. So baby.
By The Seat Of Your Pants
He said crickets catch more brim. But worms catch more bass. And it really ain't them brand new shoes. That make you run so fast. He said you better finish.
American Made
Well, down in Panama City. They've perfected the art of the tan. And those Oklahoma girls. They sure know why they call it heartland. . Oh, and up in Seattle.
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