Youve seen the way I entertain a crowd.. I use to pack em in for miles around.. And I play the happy songs that made em smile.. Whyd she want to go and change my style?.
REDNECKS, WHITE SOCKS AND BLUE RIBBON BEER. Writers Bob McDill, Wayland Holyfield, Chuck Neese. . There's no place that I'd rather be than right here.
He sends her roses and lines he composes. Things a lady loves. Well, he's there to hold her when she needs a shoulder. If life gets too rough. . Oh, now that she's left I keep kicking myself whenever.
In a lonely all night diner, on a rainy city street. A girl eats at the counter with a suitcase at her feet. And the waitress looks her over and she knows that she can't pay.