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| 1. |
| 2:32 | 
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You say you were wrong to ever leave me alone
Now you're sorry, you're lonesome and scared And you say you'd be happy if I you could just come back home Well, here's a quarter, call someone who cares Call someone who'll listen, or might give a damn Maybe one of your sorted affairs But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lies Here's a quarter, call someone who cares Girl, I thought what we had could never turn bad So your leavin' caught me unaware But the fact is you've run...girl, that can't be undone So here's a quarter, call someone who cares Call someone who'll listen, or might give a damn Maybe one of your sorted affairs But don't you come 'round here handin' me none of your lies Here's a quarter, call someone who cares Yeah, here's a quarter, call someone who cares |
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| 2. |
| 3:47 |
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I can't Hide the way I feel about you anymore
I can't hold the hurt inside keep the pain out of my eyes Anymore My tears no longer waiting, My resistance ain't that strong My mind keeps recreating a life with you alone And I'm tried of pretending I don't love you anymore Let me make one last appeal to show you how I feel About you Mm hm Cause there's no one else I swear holds a candle anywhere next to you Mm hm My heart can't take the beating, not having you to hold A small voice keeps repeating deep inside my soul It says I can't keep pretending I don't love you anymore I've got to take the chance or let it pass by If I expect to get on with my life My tears no longer waiting, Oh My resistance ain't that strong Oh My mind keeps recreating a love with you alone And I'm tried of pretending I don't love you anymore, Anymore, Anymore |
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| 3. |
| 4:20 |
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Well I was raised on country classics
Like Roy Acuff and George Jones Lord I loved to hear 'em Sing all them old time country songs But I really got excited 'bout the time I turned 15 That's the first time I heard Waylon and old Bocephus sing They put some drive in their country that really turned me on Yeah, put some drive in your country Keep country drivin' on When the music gets you movin' You know that can't be wrong Every time I hear that outlaw stuff on my car radio It makes me wanna drive it just as fast as it will go Put some drive in your country Let's keep country drivin' on We played some shows in Atlanta on Sunday afternoons The gigs were packed and I was nervous Cause I wanted folks to like my tunes The crowds were full of younger people They were all about my age So I turned and told the band just before we walked on stage Put some drive in your country fellas We turned those people on Yeah, put some drive in your country Keep country drivin' on When the music gets you dancin' You know that can't be wrong See I made myself a promise when I was just a kid I'd mix southern rock and country and that's just what I did Put some drive in your country Keep country drivin' on Put some drive in your country Hey, let's keep country drivin' on When the music gets you movin' You know that can't be wrong I still love old country I ain't tryin' to put it down Damn I miss Duanne Allman I wish he was still around Put some drive in the country Keep country drivin' on Put some drive in the country Let's keep country drivin' on |
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| 4. |
| 4:19 |
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She stayed up all night
And cried into her pillow And fought off the urge To just break down and call Last night the fight, the fall Seemed so darned easy But now who's to blame Don't matter much at all She thinks if she calls him It just shows weakness So the hurt goes on With every tear she's cried Ain't it sad to see A good love fall to pieces? Chalk another heartbreak up To foolish pride [CHORUS] Turn out the lights The competition's over The stubborn souls Are the losers here tonight And while the bridges burn Another hard, hard lesson's learned As in the ashes Passion slowly dies And this romance goes down To foolish pride He relives every word They spoke in anger He walks the floor And punches out the wall To apologize to her Would be so simple But instead he cries "I'll be damned if I call" If he loses her He's lost his best friend And more than just A lover can provide So he wrestles with emotions That defeat him Chalk another love lost up To foolish pride [REPEAT CHORUS] Chalk another love lost up To foolish pride Yeah |
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| 5. |
| 2:40 |
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There was a time
I could drink my cares away And drown out all of the heartaches That hurt me night and day When the thought of you Came crashin' through I'd have one more But now the whiskey ain't workin' anymore CHORUS: I need one good honky-tonk angel To turn my life around That's reason enough for me to lay this ol' bottle down A woman warm and willin' That's what I'm lookin' for 'Cause the whiskey ain't workin' anymore They knew my name At every bar in town And they knew all of the reasons Why I was comin' 'round 'Cause in my mind Peace I'd find When they'd start to pour But now the whiskey ain't workin' anymore REPEAT CHORUS Lord the whiskey ain't workin' anymore That's for sure! |
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| 6. |
| 4:01 |
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Baby, close that suitcase you've been packing
Just sit down and talk to me awhile I know you tried to tell me what was lacking But I guess I must've missed it by a mile Well, this time, girl, I swear to you I'll listen Help me understand where I went wrong It's hard to find myself in this position Scared that I'll go crazy once you're gone [CHORUS] Help me hold on To what we have Once our love was strong It can be again You said it takes two To make love last You were right all along So help me hold on What've I got to do to make it better? What've I got to do to make you see? That even though I promised you forever I never knew how hard that would be I realize I took your love for granted But I've learned that love worth having don't come free And I'll pay any price it takes to keep you Satisfied and staying here with me [REPEAT CHORUS X 2] You were right all along... So help me hold on |
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| 7. |
| 4:06 |
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Bobby played his guitar on the harder side of town
Where it's hard for the poor boy to find the money He had dedication, he had the heart and soul Somehow knew he was born to play People said "Get a real job, support your family 'Cause there's no future in the road you're taking" He never said a word, the dreamer just kept on But late at night you could hear him say He said "I'm gonna be somebody One of these days I'm gonna break these chains I'm gonna be somebody someday You could bet your hard earned dollar I will The road was a struggle, took him ten years to the top Now he's #1 on the stage and the radio Still he can't believe how they come from miles around When it only seems like yesterday he was sayin' "I'm gonna be somebody One of these days I'm fonna break these chains I'm gonna be somebody someday You could bet your hard earned dollar I will" Bobby played his hometown one full moon August night When he heard a voice in the front row singin' It was a sandy- haired Rebel boy with the same old hungry eyes Looked up at Bobby and said "I'm gonna be somebody One of these days I'm gonna break these chains I'm gonna be somebody someday You could bet your hard earned dollar I will" Mmmmmm "I'm gonna be somebody One of these days I'm gonna break these chains I'm gonna be somebody You could bet your hard earned dollar I will" Oh, yes I will You could bet your hard earned dollar I will |
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| 8. |
| 3:51 |
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Only you can make this world seem right
Only you can make the darkness bright Only you and you alone can thrill me like you do And fill my heart with love for only you... Only you can make this change in me For it's true you are my destiny When you hold my hand... I understand...the magic that you do You're my dream come true... My one and only you... |
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| 9. |
| 3:00 |
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Well I play an old guitar from nine till half past one
I'm just tryin' to make a livin' watching everybody else havin' fun Well I don't miss much if it happens on a dancehall floor Mercy look what just walked through that door Well hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E Tell me what in the world You doin' A-L-O-N-E Yeah say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids She told me not to stare cause it was impolite She did the best she could to try to raise me right Cause mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-U Bet your mama musta been another good lookin' honey too Hey good L double O-K-I-N-G Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E Well a sweet talkin', sexy walkin', honky tonkin' baby The men are gonna love ya and the woman gonna hate ya Remindin' them of everything they're never gonna be May be the beginning of a world war three Cause the world ain't ready for nothing like Y-O-U I bet your mama musta been another good lookin' mama too Hey say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E I said hey I said hey I said hey I said hey I said hey I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E |
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| 10. |
| 6:27 |
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1st verse:
When I woke up this morning Wiped the sleep from my eyes Found a new day dawning And suddenly I realize You're gone Chorus: Tell me I was dreaming That you didn't leave me here to cry You didn't say you don't love me anymore And it was just my imagination telling lies Tell me that you didn't say goodbye 2nd verse: I'm in a state of confusion I hope things aren't what they seem If this is really happening Just let me go back to dream You're home (chorus) (solo) (chorus) |
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| 11. |
| 3:11 |
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I took a double take out on the interstate When I saw her makin' eyes at me So I followed her down - the clubhouse drive Past the pool on the 18th green In the parkin' lot...I said it's mighty hot Maybe I could buy you a beer She said I'm glad you asked...but I'll have to pass Cause only members are allowed in here...and I said Well I'm a member of a country club Country music is what I love I drive an old Ford pick-up truck I do my drink-in from a dixie cup Yea I'm a bona-fide dancin' fool I shoot a mighty mean game of pool At any honky-tonk roadside pub I'm a member of a country club You look so invitin'...thought it might be excitin' For a woman with a limousine To go bouncin around...in a beat up truck With a man...in wore out jeans It's five o'clock before Friday night Here's where the fun begins So don't worry 'bout your reputation Cause you can tell all your friends Well I'm a member of a country club Country music is what I love I drive an old Ford pick-up truck I do my drink-in from a dixie cup Yea I'm a bona-fide dancin' fool I shoot a mighty mean game of pool At any honky-tonk roadside pub I'm a member of a country club Well I'm a member of a country club Country music is what I love I drive an old Ford pick-up truck I do my drink-in from a dixie cup Yea I'm a bona-fide dancin' fool I shoot a mighty mean game of pool At any honky-tonk roadside pub I'm a member of a country club |
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| 12. |
| 3:33 |
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when you meet that certain someone
you've been searchin hard to find its a new love full of passion that can sometimes make you blind and I dont mind being swept away if I know right from the start so before we go much further girl can I trust you with my heart course: can I cast my cares upon you can you stand a heavy load can I count on you to walk me down that long and winding road if you promise me these simple things I can guarantee you can always count on me in all the years I've known you girl I've learned to trust in you so many things you given before I even asked you to but reality and romance can sometimes fall apart what I really need to know is can I trust you with my heart (repeat course) what I really need to know is can I trust you with my heart |
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| 13. |
| 4:37 |
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If you see her out tonight
And she tells you that it's just the lights That bring her here and not her loneliness That's what she says but sometimes she forgets If she tells you she don't need a man She's had all the comfort she can stand You best believe every word she says But don't give up 'cause sometimes she forgets And sometimes she forgets that not too long ago she swore She wasn't gonna let her heart be broken anymore So now she keeps it locked away And it grows colder everyday And it won't warm to any man's caress That's what she says but sometimes she forgets And sometimes she forgets that not too long ago she swore She wasn't gonna let her heart be broken anymore If you see her out tonight And she tells you that it's just the lights That bring her here and not her loneliness That's what she says but sometimes she forgets Yeah, that's what she says, but sometimes she forgets So don't you dare give up 'cause sometimes she forgets |
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| 3:30 |
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I'm a full grown man That's plain to see But nowhere near as full grown As I'd like to be But I'll find a bar And I'll have a few Until I'm ten feet tall and bulletproof Now, I'd hit the dance floor Each time I'd have the chance That is if these two left feet Knew how to dance 'Bout the only time I'm kicking up my shoes Is when I'm ten feet tall and bulletproof Well, I start to feel like Superman Then I pick a fight Only to find that my opponent's Holding kryptonite You'd think I'd learn my lesson But, I'm still paying dues Each time I drink and start to think I'm ten feet tall and bulletproof My woman left me She called me a clown Well that's the general consensus In this town But I had it coming Lord to tell the truth For acting ten feet tall and bulletproof Repeat Chorus |
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| 5:17 |
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As I sit here surrounded, By people and lights Along with my drink at the bar You?ve been here forever, So clear in my mind I just don?t know where you are But I know I?ll find you, But girl till I do This is my love song for you Let?s hold hands on the porch swing Under the moon While the wind through the willows Plays us a tune We can lie on a blanket, Out back in the yard And wish for our future On a far away star And you?ll feel the passion, As time after time I press your sweet lips to mine We can dance to the radio, Right up till dawn Till you drift off To dream in my arms You might be hundreds, Or more miles away Or you might be just down the street But there?ll be a hunger, Deep in your eyes That I?ll recognize when we meet It might take hours, Or it might talk years But this is the song you will hear Let?s hold hands on the porch swing Under the moon While the wind through the willows Plays us a tune We can lie on a blanket, Out back in the yard And wish for our future On a far away star And you?ll feel the passion, As time after time I press your sweet lips to mine We can dance to the radio, Right up till dawn Till you drift off To dream in my arms And you?ll feel the passion As time after time I press your sweet lips to mine We can dance to the radio, Right up till dawn Till you drift off To dream in my arms |
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