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Girl, I've got scars and I've seen stars
From men nearly twice my size Yeah, life's sticks and stones have broke a few bones But I've always survived So when I take a look at all I've took It don't seem right to me How a little bitty woman with just a few words Come bring me to my knees Sticks and stones wouldn't hurt a bit Compared to the cold, cruel words that just leave your lips I'd rather you pick up a rock, a stick full of thorns Rear back and let 'em fly 'Cause those sticks wouldn't cut, stones hurt as much As the sound of your goodbye Yeah, I know I'm the reason you're leavin' I'm to blame sure enough It's like you say there ain't a woman made That can live without true love So if it's too late to set things straight And there's no forgivin' me Then don't say nothin,' just pick you up somethin' That'll end this misery. Sticks and stones wouldn't hurt a bit Compared to the cold, cruel words that just leave your lips I'd rather you pick up a rock, a stick full of thorns Rear back and let 'em fly 'Cause those sticks wouldn't cut, stones hurt as much As the sound of your goodbye |
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Somewhere out there in the smoky air
Where the night is neon blue Surrounded by strangers, she don't know the dangers One drink could lead her to And if she falls, it's all my fault For doin' a good woman wrong I can't be far behind her Oh, Lord, help me find her Before my angel is gone Looking for my blue angel The same one that flew from my arms last night If you see my blue angel Tell her that heaven without her feels like hell tonight Last night when she left I told myself That she wouldn't go too far Now I'm not so sure how long her tears Could last in a stranger's arms She's wounded I know and feeling so low She could fall at anytime I don't know what I'd do if I were to lose That precious angel of mine Looking for my blue angel The same one that flew from my arms last night If you see my blue angel Tell her that heaven without her feels like hell tonight Yes, tell her heaven without her feels like hell tonight |
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When I look back on this life
And all the things that I have done Lord, I've paid some pretty prices For never backing up But now that I've had time alone And I've been through every page There's only one part of my story That I wish that I could change If I had it to do over And I knew then what I know now I'd do anything I had to To keep you from walking out Your love would be the only reason For anything that I'd undo Yes, if I had it to do over I'd do it over you There are bridges I have burned There are promises I've made And the ones that I have broken I'll have to carry to my grave And when I stand before the judge And answer for my every deed The only one that I'll regret Is what I've done to you and me Yes if I had it to do over And I knew then what I know now I'd do anything I had to To keep you from walking out Your love would be the only reason For anything that I'd undo Yes, if I had it to do over I'd do it over you If I had it to do over I'd do it over you |
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Sometimes she runs, sometimes she don't
More than once she's left me on the side of the road The older she gets, the slower we go But there ain't nothin' wrong with the radio She needs a carburetor, a set of plug wires She's riding me around on four bald tires The wipers don't work and the horn don't blow But there ain't nothin' wrong with the radio I've got sixteen speakers crossin' my back dash A little bobbin' dog watchin' everybody pass Dual attennas whippin' in the wind Lord, there ain't a country station that I can't tune in She ain't a Cadillac and she ain't a Rolls But there ain't nothin' wrong with the radio I got stopped by a cop late last night Out-of-date tags and no tail lights He said, "I oughta run you in, but I'm lettin' you go Because there ain't nothin' wrong with your radio" Got the best lookin' gal in my hometown I asked her last time that I took her out Honey, tell me what it is that makes you love me so She said, "there ain't nothin' wrong with your radio" I've got sixteen speakers crossin' my back dash A little bobbin' dog watchin' everybody pass Dual attennas a-whippin' in the wind Lord, there ain't a country station that I can't tune in She ain't a Cadillac and she ain't a Rolls But there ain't nothin' wrong with the radio No, she ain't a Cadillac and she ain't a Rolls But there ain't nothin' wrong with the radio |
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I've got some mighty tall tales from livin' hard and fast
I'm a walkin,' talkin,' livin,' breathin,' portrait of my past I've double-crossed the devil, prayed the Lord my soul to keep Escaped some early graves by the skin of my teeth All the deepest secrets of my soul the world can plainly see 'Cause everything I've ever done is written all over me If you just read between the lines of this well-weathered face of mine Every wrinkle, every scar was a painful work of art That reminds me of mistakes that I've made And no story I can tell can tell it quite as well As these souvenirs that livin's left behind So take a long, hard look at the cover of this book And read between the lines And read between the lines They might be hard to find on this rigid face of stone There are pleasant deep impressions that are solid as gold And I'll be the first to tell you that this ol' boy's been blessed 'Cause even the worst of times have turned out for the best Like roads on a map they cross a battered stretch of skin You can trace your way through memory lane to anywhere I've been If you just read between the lines of this well-weathered face of mine Every wrinkle, every scar was a painful work of art That reminds me of mistakes that I've made And no story I can tell can tell it quite as well As these souvenirs that livin's left behind So take a long, hard look at the cover of this book And read between the lines And read between the lines |
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God gave me the will to survive, a good strong back and a mind
And all the tough stuff it takes to fill a man's shoes Then God put this heart in me for you It pushes the blood through my veins To swing this nine pound hammer one more day But there's only one reason why it beats so true God put this heart in me for you This heart really don't belong to me This heart will be yours eternally The man upstairs put it there 'cause He knows what to do I'd be nothin' but flesh, blood and bones If I had to walk through this world alone Just a ramblin' fool, a blind, stubborn brute Without this heart in me for you This heart really don't belong to me This heart will be yours eternally The man upstairs put it there 'cause He knows what to do God put this in my for you Yes, God put this heart in me for you |
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You reach out and touch me and tell me you love me
And promise that you always will But as I start to kiss your tender lips I wake up to my living hell These sweet dreams are killin' me Your heavenly memory is pure misery I'm losing my mind one night as a time These sweet dreams are killin' me When sleep comes I hold you just like I used to In a world where our love still lives But each mornin' I wake as I feel my heart break When I lose you all over again These sweet dreams are killin' me Your heavenly memory is pure misery I'm losing my mind one night as a time These sweet dreams are killin' me These sweet dreams are killin' me These sweet dreams are killin' me |
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If you're lost and you're alone
Let me sing you a song Oh, you're not the only lonely one tonight I know what you're goin' through I can sympathize with you I've been wakin' in your shoes all my life I was born with a broken heart Born to lose right from the start Raised on hand-me-down blues That's why I sing the way I do A sad six string and a jukebox voice I'm the lonely people's choice I was made to play the part I was born with a broken heart If the sun should ever shine in your life Well, friend, that's fine And may you leave behind these old troubled times that we've shared Oh, but don't look back for me I'm where I'm supposed to be And anywhere there's a lonely street I'll be there I was born with a broken heart Born to lose right from the start Raised on hand-me-down blues That's why I sing the way I do A sad six string and a jukebox voice I'm the lonely people's choice I was made to play the part I was born with a broken heart Yes, I was made to play the part I was born with a broken heart |
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I Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way: Aaron Tippin
I've walked the straight and narrow and I've worn a rebel's brand Sometimes I've had to go without for bein' my own man I've rallied to the cause when I knew the cause was right I've cut against the grain, but I've kept my peace of mind And I wouldn't have it any other way If there's a price for bein' me, that's one I'll have to pay I'll take the good and bear the bad until my dyin' day I wouldn't have it any other way Oh, I wouldn't have it any other way I could have taken a beaten path every time trouble starts I'd rather take a beatin' than to ever cross my heart Stickin' to my guns, can't be sold or bought Holdin' to my honor no matter what the cost And I wouldn't have it any other way If there's a price for bein' me, that's one I'll have to pay I'll take the good and bear the bad until my dyin' day I wouldn't have it any other way Oh, I wouldn't have it any other way I wouldn't have it any other way |
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(aaron tippin/charlie craig/mark collie)
I used to smoke and stay out late Sometimes I drank more that I ate I used to think, man, I was bad Why, I'd fight at the drop of a hat I took a walk on the wild side I guess I'm lucky that I survived I had some days I can't forget And sometimes at night I think about 'em yet I miss misbehavin' Yeah, I miss misbehavin' I've settled down now But sometimes I miss misbehavin' There was a girl I do recall She was as tough as she was tall We used to dance to every song Lord, we held each other all night long She used to call me her honey baby I called her my miss misbehavin' I wonder if she's still around And if she's out there misbehavin' now I miss misbehavin' Yeah, I miss misbehavin' I've settled down now But sometimes I miss misbehavin' Yeah, I've settled down now But sometimes I miss misbehavin' |
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