On a postcard by a glass of wine In a small cafe just outside of Paris By a rope swing danglin in the breeze Carved in the bark of a dogwood tree in Kansas
My little boy came to me last night He said "daddy, I wish I could drive that big old truck" Just like you You can stay up as late as you want Watch t
SECOND CHANCE - George Canyon (What I Do) Now, Who?d of thought, we?d end up this way, Talkin? to each other, like the enemy There?s really only three
I can?t believe how much I can?t help Believe what you just said One little whisper?s making such Crazy thoughts run through my head I?ve heard it from
My baby girl just turned five, Got her mama?s smarts, And her daddy?s eyes, She thinks I?m 10 feet tall, King of the world and that?s not all. When
Lately things just don't feel right between us We seldom touch when we turn out the lights What happened to the me and you that once was Maybe baby, it
Every Sunday mornin that old precher lets his sermin ring His only daughters in the choir and i hang on every word she sings I heard him say that blessing
Lonely sound of distant thunder stirs my restless sleep And the dream that I was lost in slips away Of a young son and his mama so innocent back then
We were sitting 'round the table At the Tuesday poker game Solvin' all the problems of the world Tryin' to draw an inside straight Jimmy posed the question
Some day I'm gonna drive me a faster car Park in front of a house with a bigger yard Well, I'm gonna break my back, I'm gonna bust my tail Taking everything
His eyes were so stern His hands were so strong But his heart, it was gentle Even when you were wrong He was a fighter as a boy Best in the town He worked
She's got an eighty-three two eighty z, just twenty three Lives on 42nd street, Paris, Tennessee Exactly nine hundred twenty four feet from her door to
Every morning when I wake up I pour coffee in my cup And I look out on the fields Of the land that I call home And if there's no chance of rain And
It?s cold in here, feels like everything?s upside down I can feel you talkin' but I can barely make out the sound And I been kickin' around these parts
Well my daddy he used to tell me, any man can be a king It ain't that complicated, well it's a very simple thing You don't need no castle or thrown for
He left Louisiana on a Greyhound bus Kicked off in Indiana, no idea where he was With an empty stomach full of anger and doubts Finally stole his way
I've always had a rule about What I will and will not do, Ain't nothing to serious Gonna get myself into There aint never been a girl I cant get off
It sure is cold this morning They're hangin' lights in the trees downtown The Indian summer is over The fall fell away and blew out with the cold northern
