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It was painted red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her We put on a shine; put on a motor Built out of love, made for the water Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten It was just on old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would turn her sharp And I would make her whine He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides" Just a little lake across the Alabama line But I was king of the ocean When daddy let me drive Just an old half ton shortbed ford My uncle bought new in '64 Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking A couple of burnt valves and he had it going He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals Smiling like a hero that just received his medal It was just an old hand-me-down Ford With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it mode me feel And I would press that clutch And I would keep it right And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine" Just a dirt rood with trash on each side But I was Mario Andretti When daddy let me drive I'm grown up now three daughters of my own I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file And pull out that old memory And think of me and smile and say It was just an old worn out Jeep Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet A young girl two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And he'd say, "turn it left and steer it right, Straighten up girl, you're doing just fine" Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride But I was high on a mountain When daddy let me drive When daddy let me drive Oh he let me drive Daddy let me drive It's just an old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke |
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Well tonight if you turn your radio on
You might hear a sad, sad song About someone who lost everything they had It may sound like me But I'm a little bluer than that When you look out in the morning You might see clouds rolling by like memories And a big ol sky above you looking back You may think of me But I'm a little bluer than that Where did we go wrong I wish I knew It haunts me all the time Now wherever I go And whatever I do You're always on my mind I can picture you in his arms tonight As for me it dont feel right To let us fade like some old photograph It may work for you But I'm a little bluer than that Where did we go wrong I wish I knew It haunts me all the time Now wherever I go And whatever I do You're always on my mind So tonight if you turn your radio on You might hear a sad, sad song About someone who lost everything they had It may sound like me But I'm a little bluer than that You may think of me But I'm a little bluer than that |
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It's twilight
And the street lights, are comin on I'm in a stream of cars, on this boulevard Headed home And I can hardly wait For you to make what wrong today seem right It's been a long hard day So bring on the night Bring on the night And pull down the shades Lock the world outside And throw the key away And turn on the feelings And turn out the lights Lets call it a day And bring on the night From 9 to 5 It's the same old grind, all week long And the only thing That keeps me sane, is comin home When the sun goes down You know how to set things right Let's put the day behind us And bring on the night Bring on the night And pull down the shades Lock the world outside And throw the key away And turn on the feelings And turn out the lights Lets call it a day And bring on the night Lets call it a day And bring on the night |
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Okay I forgot about the trash
I didn't trim the long hairs on my mustache I did buy you a ring I believe it was back in '93 Alright I admit it I forgot our anniversary But I did pick up the baby this mornin' at the nursery That ain't no big thing but it's a gold star for me -Chorus- You get tired and disgusted with me When I can't be just what you want me to be I still love you and I try real hard I swear one day you'll have a brand new car I even asked the Lord to try to help me He looked down from heaven and said to tell you please Just be patient I'm a work in progress I'm sorry I got mad waitin' in the truck It seemed like hours you gettin' all dressed up Just to go to Shoney's on a Wednesday night I read taht book you gave me about Mars and Venus I think it's sinkin' in but i probably need to reread it But I'm startin' to see now what you've been sayin' is right -Chorus- I know you meant well when you gave me those clogs But my heels sure get hot down by the muffler on my hog I'm sure they're stylish but I'll take my boots I try to do that healthy thing like you want me to do But that low fat, no fat's gettin' hard to chew Now I love your cooking honey But sometimes I need some real food -Chorus- Oh honey just be patient now I'm a work in progress |
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I can hear a heartbeat
It seems a little strong I can hear the things That I did wrong I can hear a song By looking in her eyes I can hear all The times she cried I can hear the memory As they echo off the wall Falling from the pictures Down the hall I can hear regret Building up inside of me I can hear all them things I could not see Those are the sounds of a woman leavin' Stronger than a wind in the willow tree Those are the sounds of a heart breakin' You can't hear it but the noise is killin' me I should have heard it comin' But I chose to pretend I should have recognized That sound way back then But I just wouldn't listen And didn't want to all those years Now the truth is is ringin' clear In my ears Those are the sounds of a woman leavin' Stronger than a wind in the willow tree Those are the sounds of a heart breakin' You can't hear it but the noise is killin' me Those are the sounds of a heart breakin' You can't hear it but the noise is killin' me I can hear it And the silence is killin' me... |
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It was painted red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her We put on a shine, put on a motor Built out of love, made for the water Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten It was just on old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would turn her sharp And I would make her whine He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides" Just a little lake across the Alabama line But I was king of the ocean When daddy let me drive Just an old half ton shortbed ford My uncle bought new in '64 Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking A couple of burnt valves and he had it going He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals Smiling like a hero that just received his medal It was just an old hand-me-down Ford With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would press that clutch And I would keep it right And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine" Just a dirt rood with trash on each side But I was Mario Andretti When daddy let me drive I'm grown up now three daughters of my own I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file And pull out that old memory And think of me and smile and say It was just an old worn out Jeep Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet A young girl two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And he'd say, "turn it left and steer it right, Straighten up girl, now you're doing just fine" Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride But I was high on a mountain When daddy let me drive When daddy let me drive Oh he let me drive It's just an old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke |
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Some people have it
Some people don't Some people never will Sometimes its hard to know when you got it Sometimes its perfectly clear Well I know it's out there I've seen it happen I know the way it should feel 'Cause there's no mistakin That good kind of achin Of once in a lifetime Once in a lifetime love Love like we've all dreamed of it may go disguised right before you very eyes once in a lifetime love So if you think you've got it You feel it inside ya Don't let it slip away You may not ever Find what you never Thought you had anyway You've always had it Just realize it You know how lucky you are To wake up beside What some never find A Once in a lifetime love Once in a lifetime love Love like we've all dreamed of It may go disguised Right before your eyes A Once in a lifetime love It may go disguised Right before your eyes A Once in a lifetime love |
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love for me hasn't been easy
I've let true love fall to the ground through the years and the tears I've learnt what loves about this time i'll be ready when love comes around When love comes around i'll be ready love will find me a brand new man i'll be standing there with my heart in my hand this time i'll be ready when love comes around too many times i've lost a good love and i can't see now how it went but when love comes back to me it won't see the same old me this time i'll be ready when love comes around |
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A drunk man walking down a rainy street
A wood floor and new socks on your bare feet You look down and suddenly you're looking up Whoops, I slipped and fell in love A bald tire running on an icy road A steep hill underneath a foot of snow A greased pig fallen off a pickup truck Whoops, I slipped and fell in love I hope that you're feeling the way that I feel It's just like flying but you're standing still The birds and the bees are sure powerful stuff Whoops, I slipped and fell in love An ice cube hiding on your kichen floor A bad step leading up to your back door How'd I wind up on my butt Whoops, I slipped and feel in love I hope that you're feeling the way that I feel It's just like flying but you're standing still The birds and the bees are sure powerful stuff Whoops, I slipped and fell in love I hope that you're feeling the way that I feel It's just like flying but you're standing still The birds and the bees are sure powerful stuff Whoops, I slipped and fell in love Help, I've fallen I can't getup Whoops, I slipped and fell in love |
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I was fifteen, she was eighteen
The prettiest thing I'd ever seen in my life I loved her at first sight I found her in Marietta, a town north of Atlanta I brought her home to see my folks They loved her too We were together for a long time Thought it would be for all time But things change and rearrange She had to go She left me cryin' in '79 An airline pilot, in Carolina I was a wreck, can't drive a check It broke my heart My first love was an older woman There's been many since But there'll never be another Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive I never should've sold her, I'll always love her She was mine Years went by, teardrops dried I got her back, I was surprised In '93, a gift to me on Christmas Eve We were both older, so I restored her Could've sold her, for a lot more But I will never she's mine forever Until I go My first love was an older woman There's been many since But there'll never be another Built in 1955, snowshoe white, overdrive I never should've sold her, I'll always love her She was mine I'll never sell her she's mine forever I love her so... |
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It was painted red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her We put on a shine, put on a motor Built out of love, made for the water Ran her for years, 'til the transom got rotten A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten It was just on old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would turn her sharp And I would make her whine He'd say, "you can't beat the way an old wood boat rides" Just a little lake across the Alabama line But I was king of the ocean When daddy let me drive Just an old half ton shortbed ford My uncle bought new in '64 Daddy got it right 'cause the engine was smoking A couple of burnt valves and he had it going He let me drive her when we'd haul off a load Down a dirt strip where we'd dump trash off of Thigpen Road I'd sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals Smiling like a hero that just received his medal It was just an old hand-me-down Ford With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And I would press that clutch And I would keep it right And he'd say, "a little slower son you're doing just fine" Just a dirt rood with trash on each side But I was Mario Andretti When daddy let me drive I'm grown up now three daughters of my own I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home Maybe one day they'll reach back in their file And pull out that old memory And think of me and smile and say It was just an old worn out Jeep Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet A young girl two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel And he'd say, "turn it left and steer it right, Straighten up girl, now you're doing just fine" Just a little valley by the river where we'd ride But I was high on a mountain When daddy let me drive When daddy let me drive Oh he let me drive It's just an old plywood boat With a '75 Johnson with electric choke |
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