contry song lyrics

Yeah, those girls they’ve got everything right

They’ve got fancy clothes, perfect hair, steady lives

But I don’t

They’re the first to send out thank you notes

They’ve got well kept homes to entertain

They’ll do anything just to please you

But I won’t

If these are the girls that you choose

What make you think I’d be good for you

Chorus:

Can you tell me baby

What do you see in me

I’m a (that’s right) I’m a crashing tide and

I’m crazy

Can you tell me baby

What do you see in me

You’ve loved a long line of consistency

I’m a different breed

Every time you take me out boy

We see another girl whose held your hand

And she acts like she doesn’t care with me

But I know..

She don’t like the way I look on you

I make her nervous ’cause I don’t fit in

With my deep brown eyes, cigarette, cowboy boots

I stand alone (alone-whoa)

Baby I wonder if you know what

You’re getting yourself into

Repeat Chorus:

Can you tell me baby

What do you see in me

I’m a (that’s right) I’m a crashing tide and

I’m crazy

Can you tell me baby

What do you see in me

You’ve loved a long line of consistency

I’m a different breed

guitar solo

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa. whoa, whoa

Repeat Chorus:

Can you tell me baby

What do you see in me

I’m a (that’s right) I’m a crashing tide and

I’m crazy

Can you tell me baby

What do you see in me

You’ve loved a long line of consistency

I’m a different breed

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa. whoa, whoa

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They will not be the last

Look around now

These are the days of the beggars and the choosers

This is the year of the hungry man

Whose place is in the past

Hand in hand with ignorance and legitimate excuses

The rich declare themselves poor

And most of us are not sure

If we have too much but we’ll take our chances

‘Cause God stopped keeping score

I guess somewhere along the way

He must have let us all out to play

And turned his back

And all God’s children

Crept out the back door

And its hard to love

Theres so much to hate

Hanging onto hope

When there is no hope to speak of

And the wounded skies above

Say its much too late

Oh maybe we should all be praying for time

This is the year of the empty hand

Oh you hold onto what you can

And charity is a coat you wear twice a year

These are the days of the guilty man

The television takes a stand

And you find that what was over there

Is over here

So you scream from behind your door

Say whats mine is mine and not yours

I may have too much

But I’ll take my chances cause God stopped keeping score

And you’ll cling to the things they sold you

Did you cover your eyes when they told you

That he cant come back

‘Cause he has no children

to come back for

And its hard to love when theres so much to hate

And hanging onto hope

When there is no hope to speak of

And the wounded skies above

Say its much, much too late

Mm, well maybe we should all be praying for time

Ain’t never tried my luck with roping a steer

But I’ve plowed many field on my old John Deer

Ain’t got a lot of money no home on the range

I live in a little old house with a pocket full of change

Chorus

Cause I’m a country kind of cowboy

I don’t own a horse but I love my cowboy boots

Cause I’m a country kind of cowboy

I can’t ride you off into the sunset

But I can walk a country mile to be with you

V2

A cowboy hat Just don’t suit me

Cause I’m a simple Country boy from East Tennessee

Don’t get me wrong I’ve got some cow folk friends

Who like me for who I am I don’t have to pretend

Chorus

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I cant promise you the western sky

But I can take you dancing in the Tennessee moonlight

Chorus

Scott Arnold BMI

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We had our first big fight.

She said “Pull this car over”.

I did and then I told her, “I don’t know what you are crying for”.

I grabbed her hand, as she reached for the door.

She said, I’ll walk.

Let go of my hand.

Right now I’m hurt, and you don’t understand.

So just be quiet.

And later we will talk.

Just leave, don’t worry.

I’ll walk.

It was a dark night, a black dress.

Driver never saw her, around the bend.

I never will forget the call, or driving to the hospital

when they said her legs still wouldn’t move.

I cried, when I walked into her room.

She said, I’ll walk.

Please come and hold my hand.

Right now I’m hurt, and I don’t understand.

Lets just be quiet, and later we can talk.

Please stay, don’t worry.

I’ll walk.

I held her hand through everything.

The weeks and months of therapy.

And I held her hand and asked her, to be my bride.

She’s dreamed from a little girl, to have her daddy bring her down the isle.

So from her wheelchair, she looks up to him and smiles.

And says, I’ll walk.

Please hold my hand.

I know that this will hurt, I know you understand.

Please daddy don’t cry.

This is already hard.

Let’s go, don’t worry.

I’ll walk.

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Chrome it all out, jack it way up

You can build you a house up high on a hill

With a pool and a pond and a view to kill

You can make all the money in sight

But you aint livin the good life

Til you put a girl in it

You aint got nothin

What’s it all worth

Without a little lovin

Put a girl in it

Some huggin and some kissin

If your world’s got somethin missin

Just put a girl in it

You can buy a boat and a shiny set of skis

Have some fun in the sun, float around in the breeze

You can lay out on a blanket by the lake

Drink a cold beer, polish off another day

Kick on back and watch the sky turn red

A sunset aint a sunset

Til you put a girl in it

You aint got nothin

What’s it all worth

Without a little lovin

Put a girl in it

Some huggin and some kissin

If your world’s got somethin missin

Just put a girl in it

You can write you a country song

The DJ wont put it on

They wont dance or sing along

Til you put a girl in it

You aint got nothin

What’s it all worth

Without a little lovin

Put a girl in it

Some huggin and some kissin

If your world’s got somethin missin

Just put a girl in it

If you’re ridin in your truck

Put a girl in it

If you’re gonna have a party

Put a girl in it

If you wanna live the good life

Better put a gir-r-rl in it

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When I fell off he swing set and scraped up my knee

The nurse called my mama, to say I’d be late

And when she gave me the phone I could hear Mama say

“I’m sorry son, oh I think you’re so brave”

And she was smiling as she said:

“When you come home, no matter how far

Run through the door and into my arms

It’s where you are loved, where you belong

And I will be here when you come home”

I waved goodbye through the window as I boarded the plane

My first job in Huston was waiting for me

I found a letter from mama tucked in my coat

And as I flew down the runway I smiled when she wrote

“I’ll miss you son, You’ll be so far away

And I’ll be waiting for the day

“When you come home, no matter how far

Run through the door and into my arms

It’s where you are loved, where you belong

And I will be here when you come home home.”

I don’t think she can hear now, the doctor told me

“Your mama is fading, it’s best that you leave”

So I whispered “I love you” and then turned away

But I stopped at the door when I heard mama say

“I love you son but they’re calling me away

And promise me before I go

“When you come home, no matter how far

Run through the door and into my arms

It’s where you are loved, where you belong

And I will be here when you come home

When you come home.”

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I was five years old the first time I heard that music play

From the back porch of that old farm house the music carried me away

I couldn’t help myself, I just had to see who could make that guitar sing

So I followed the sound to an old oak tree, he had a guitar on his knee

He said, “Hello my name is Moses, I need someone to set me free

I made a deal with the man with the gold in his hand, he’s gonna take my soul from me

You got a light in your eye and a song in your heart don’t ever let that fade away

You better hold true to what’s been givin’ to you or you might lose come judgment day”

Chorus:

Let the music play, play on

You gotta sing like a bird on the wing until your days are done

Let the music play oh yeah

Find it in your heart feel it in your soul

Let the music play on

I remembered his words when I hit the road with a band and a show to do

One day I got a call from the Southland that he wasn’t gonna make it through

So I flew through the night just to be by his side as he went to give the devil his due

And he said these words with a light in his eye just like I’m telling you

Repeat Chorus:

Let the music play, play on

You gotta sing like a bird on the wing until your days are done

Let the music play oh yeah

Find it in your heart feel it in your soul

Let the music play on

I took him by the hand and I prayed to the Lord until a light shown down from above

And I fell to my knees when I heard the angels sing

Repeat Chorus:

Let the music play, play on (play on)

You gotta sing like a bird on the wing until your days are done

Let the music play oh yeah

Find it in your heart feel it in your soul

Let the music play oh yeah

You gotta sing like a bird on the wing until your days are done

Let the music play oh yeah

Find it in your heart feel it in your soul

Let the music play on

Let the music play on

Let the music play on

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Her mama and her daddy and her uncle and her brother

Had her whole life planned

They had no clue

What she was about to do

She met that boy in the corduroy pants at the record store

Moppin’ up the floor

Looking so cute and bored

She waited in her bedroom

For the sign of his headlights

Busted down the screen and said goodbye

To her old life

And her parents dreams went out the window

With a short blue dress and a jewelry box

She left a note sayin’, ” I’ll call you tomorrow,

I love you both,” and she was gone

She was gone, out the window

Coffee and chicken and biscuits on the interstate

I guess beauty school is gonna have to wait

Stealin’ sideways kisses and singin’ songs

Crossin’ county lines drivin’ all night long

He opened up her hand and gave her a bubblegum ring

Said I know that this ain’t much but will you

Please marry me

And a big bouquet went out the window

Like her brown hair blowin’ in the wind

In the passenger’s seat of his blue Camaro

She could see a sweeter life

A new sunrise out the window

Guitar solo

Five years later they were happy ever after

Makin babies

Doin’ dishes in the kitchen watchin’

Her kids playin’

And all her dreams were right there out the window

Pigtails and overalls makin’ mud pies

And she’s tryin’ to feed ‘em to her little brother

What a crazy life, there’s her beautiful life

Right out the window

Yeah, her mama and her daddy and her uncle and her brother

Had her whole life planned

They had no clue

What she was about to do

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