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Me and Jimmy Crowder and a single cigarette
Crouched down in a stall out in the barn Three puffs later we were sick as we could get Praying we'd get better before we got home She saw me coming through the back door screen I knew the minute that she looked at me Mama knows, mama knows Sometimes I think she's got a window to my soul Mama knows, mama knows Even when I think it doesn't show Mama knows Me and Becky Johnson ankle deep in ocean waves Pants rolled up and hearts out on our sleeves Both feeling more than either one of us could say That first love left the sweetest memory Fifteen and shy I didn't tell a soul How is it mama never has to be told Mama knows, mama knows Sometimes I think she's got a window to my soul Mama knows, mama knows Even when I think it doesn't show Mama knows I wasn't home when mama passed away Didn't get to say I love you But I've got this feeling Mama knows, mama knows Sometimes I think she's got a window to my soul Mama knows, mama knows Even when I think it doesn't show Mama knows |
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She use to sit there by the window
Worrying half to death waiting for my car Not knowing if or when I'd come home And when I finally would She'd be right there at the door She use to cry and carry on Those were the days but now they're gone Chorus- She doesn't cry anymore She don't wait up at night She don't put up a fight Her heart doesn't ache like before I went to far I guess she's had enough She's given up on love She doesn't cry anymore What was I thinkin I must've been crazy Cause when she needed me I was never there What I wouldn't do for one more chance now Just one ray of hope A sign that she still cares No use tryin to apologize No use tryin to dry her eyes Chorus- She doesn't cry anymore She don't wait up at night She don't put up a fight Her heart doesn't ache like before I went to far I guess she's had enough She's given up on love She doesn't cry anymore I guess she's had enough She's given up on love She doesn't cry anymore |
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Intro
Ridin' down the road in my pick-up truck ya better get ready cause I'm pickin' you up with a full moon a shinin' and a little bit a luck we'll run out outta gas and maybe get stuck we could get lost baby I don't care I ain't worried as long as you're there there ain't no place that I'd rather be next to sittin' next to me there ain't no place that I'd rather be next to you, next to me Barbecue chicken in aluminum foil just enough money for my gas and oil who needs your shrimp and your caviar? I'd sooner have you just the way you are Rich people got their money to hold mansion on the hill 'n' diamonds and gold well, it can't compare as far as I can see next to sittin' next to me there ain't no place that I'd rather be next to you, next to me Radio playin' our favorite song I'll change the station if the news comes on when the signal ain't comin' in too strong we'll make our music honey all night long if the Good Lord's willin' when we're old and gray the kids are grown up and moved away well, it can't compare as far as I can see next to sittin' next to me there ain't no place that I'd rather be next to you, next to me |
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Mill worker houses lined up in a row,
another southern sunday morning blow Beneath the steeple all the people have begun shakin' hands with the man who grips the gospel gun While the quiet prayer, the smell of dinner on the ground heals up the morning air |
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I brought flowers to your door last night
I done wrong and I wanna make it right You say I'm not welcome here I know it oughta be perfectly clear But I can't help but wonder what it might be like If I had two dozen roses And an old bottle of wine |
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He owns a big estate just south of Savannah
And a high rise hotel in downtown Atlanta And half the state of Georgia to his name... She'd be set for life in his colonial manor He'd lay the world at her feet on a silver platter But all I had to offer her was the moon. And she took the moon over Georgia She'd rather have a million stars in the sky than a gold mine. She took the moon over Georgia When it came down to his world or mine she took The moon over Georgia. A little country house in need of expansion It's a far cry from his south Georgia mansion But we've got our own paradise Shadow dancing till dawn with a full moon shining And those occasional clouds all have a silver lining There really must be something about that old yellow light 'Cause she took the moon over Georgia She'd rather have a million stars in the sky than a gold mine She took the moon over Georgia When it came down to his world or mine she took The moon over Georgia. She took the moon over Georgia |
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Just about a mile off-a one-oh-nine, There's a little church sittin' back in the pines. I promised that girl she was gonna be mine; I wouldn't be surprised if she was standin' there cryin'. Chorus: Wo-ah, I didn't know this bored-out Ford could go so slow. Wo-ah, You got to put your foot down on the floor, 'Yeah we've been rocking all night, now, don't you know You gotta get me to the church on Cumberland Road. Verse 2: Billy's passed out in the back, But I think he's alive. Bobby's got his head hangin' over the side. Here we are doin' only ninety-five. What's the matter with you, man? I thought you said you could drive! (Chorus) Verse3: Sweeter than the dew on a honeysuckle vine, Hotter than noon on the Fourth of July, Cutest little girl that I ever have known Waitin' at the church on Cumberland Road. (Chorus) |
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We got married one afternoon in may
Never did see the light of day, on our honeymoon We didn't have much when we started out Your grandma's bed and a three room house, but we made do Oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you You could've had that boy you used to know He's a millionaire from Ohio, your mama told me so When the best I could do was the factory You didn't get much when you got me, maybe that's true But oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you I got something that money can't buy Cross my heart and I hope to die Don't need nothing that I can't afford I got you and I thank the lord Now if all that's left is the rocking chair I'll be fine knowing you'll be there, rocking too Oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you Oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you Oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you Oh, oh I got you, oh, oh I got you |
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