Alan Jackson Album

(Harley Allen/John Pennell)

I like my steak well done, my taters fried
Football games on Monday night
It's just who I am
A meat and potato man

I like my coffee black
Ol' TV shows
My women hot and my beer ice cold
It's just who I am
A meat and potato man

I like my fishin' holes, lightnin' bugs
Flatt n' Scruggs, and my woman's love
It's just who I am
A meat and potato man

I like my Wrangler jeans, cowboy boots
Cornbread and beans and country roots
It's just who I am
A meat and potato man

I don't like politics, hypocrites
Folks with poodles dressed like kids
I'm a hounddog fan
A meat and potato man yeah, that's what I am
A meat and potato man

(Alan Jackson)

When your heart is all alone every second
Seems so long
When it's just you, you can't see through
Those ol' clouds that rain so blue

But when somebody loves you
There's nothing you can't do
When somebody loves you
It's easy to get through
When somebody loves you
The way I love you

When it's late, the sun hangs low
By yourself, nowhere to go
Sing a song, you dance alone
Play solitaire and stare at the phone

But when somebody loves you
There's nothing you can't do
When somebody loves you
It's easy to get through
When somebody loves you
The way I love you

So let's put aside our foolish pride
And let our hearts say hello
We both agree we're just no good
At bein' on our own

'Cause when somebody loves you
There's nothing you can't do
When somebody loves you
It's easy to get through
When somebody loves you
The way I love you

The way I love you
The way I love you

(Anna Lisa Graham/Dana Hunt)

Well I'm ready to raise the blinds in this place
Think I'll rejoin the human race
You said yes, now you're wearing my ring
Guess I can stop playin' ol' B.B. King

'Cause the thrill is back, the heartache's gone
Time stands still, baby love lives on
The room spins around, when you're kissin' me
The thrill is back like it used to be

I sure could use a haircut and shave
Now that I'm crawling outta my cave
Since you said we were through
I've been down with a case of the blues

But the thrill is back, the heartache's gone
Time stands still, baby love lives on
The room spins around, when you're kissin' me
The thrill is back like it used to be

I think I'd better give my doctor a call
And tell him I won't need that Prozac after all

Yeah the thrill is back, the heartache's gone
Time stands still, baby love lives on
The room spins around, when you're kissin' me
The thrill is back like it used to be

The room spins around, when you're kissin' me

(Alan Jackson)

I know you're leaving, I see the signs
You're gonna walk out on this heart of mine
You'll never call me, you'll never write
You made your mind up, you're gone tonight
If some rainy day you're all alone
You feel like talkin' you can log me on

At www.memory
I'll be waitin' for you patiently
If you feel the need, just click on me
At www.memory

You won't even have to hold me or
Look into my eyes
You can tell me you love me
Through your keyboard and wires
No, you won't have to touch me or
Even take my hand
Just slide your little mouse around
Until you see it land

At www.memory
I'll be waitin' for you patiently
If you feel the need, just click on me
At www.memory

If you feel like love, just click on me

(Alan Jackson)

Well I was rollin' wheels and shiftin' gears
'Round that Jersey Turnpike
When Barney stopped me with his gun
Ten minutes after midnight
Said sir you broke the limit in that rusty ol' truck
I don't know about that accent son
Just where do you come from

I said where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

Well I was south of Detroit City
I pulled in this country kitchen
To try their brand of barbecue
The sign said finger-lickin'
Well I paid the tab and the lady asked me
How'd I like my biscuit
I'll be honest with you ma'am
It ain't like mama fixed it

'Cause where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

I was chasin' sun on 101
Somewhere around Ventura
I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
This tall lady stopped and asked
If I had plans for dinner
Said no thanks ma'am, back home
We like the girls that sing soprano

'Cause where I come from
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from

Well I was headed home on 65
Somewhere around Kentucky
The CB rang for a bobtail rig
That's rollin' on like thunder
Well I answered him and he asked me
Aren't you from out in Tulsa
No, but you might have seen me there
I just dropped a load of salsa

Where I come from it's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta back porch pickin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
Workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from
Yeah where I come from
A lotta front porch sitting
Starin' up at heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from
Tryin' to make a livin'
Tryin' to make a livin'
Oh, where I come from
Where I come from
Yeah, where I come from
Get back down there sometime

(Harley Allan)

The door still creaks, the roof still leaks
When the rain comes fallin' down
The dog still barks at every car that comes around
My boss at work, he's still a jerk
That ain't nothing new
I'm such a dope, my heart's still broke
'Cause I still love you

My favorite picture of you is still on my windowsill
You wrote to me don't ever change
And I'm afraid I never will
When day is done the night still comes
And I still toss and turn
I still try to have some pride,
While the bridge still burns
My arms still ache, my heart still waits
And I know there's no use
I'm still a fool and it's so cruel
'Cause I still love you

My favorite picture of you is still on my windowsill
You wrote to me don't ever change
And I'm afraid I never will
The door still creaks, the roof still leaks
But that ain't nothing new
Thanks for the call, I guess that's all

(Harley Allan/Gary Cotton)

I tried to stay on the straight and narrow
But I've walked a crooked path
And I've felt worthy of forgiveness
And deservin' heaven's wrath
Right on the money and off by a mile
Ahead of my time and way out of style

But I'm hangin' tough, I ain't had enough
I ain't givin' up on life or love
Well I try to stay away from the bottle
But I've reached out for the glass
I try to pull back on the throttle
But I still run out of gas
I've been an angel, but never a saint
Hung with the devil, don't nobody faint

'Cause I'm hangin' tough, I ain't had enough
I ain't givin' up on life or love

Yesterday's history, today is a chance
Tomorrow is a mystery, so I'm makin' plans

To keep hangin' tough, I ain't had enough
I ain't givin' up on life or love
I keep hangin' tough, I ain't had enough

(Alan Jackson)

Well I've been wonderin' what I've been missin'
I guess I should have known
But my heart does and it ain't whisperin'
It tells me just what it wants

Someone who knows what I like in my coffee
And the shape of my ol' hat
A lover who always looks at me not through me
I need a love like that

I need a love like that
I could use a little sun on my back
A truck needs a highway, a train needs a track
I need a love like that

Well I need a new car but I can't afford it
So I keep patchin' that ol' flat
My heart's lonely and I can't ignore it
I need a love like that

Yeah, I need a love like that
I could use a little sun on my back
A truck needs a highway, a train needs a track
I need a love like that

Two young people dancin' in the daylight
They don't care where they're at
Waitin' on sunset holdin' on so tight
I need a love like that

Yeah, I need a love like that
I could use a little sun on my back
A truck needs a highway, a train needs a track
I need a love like that

One little baby hidin' in the shadow
Of her daddy's hat
Lovin' and trustin' blindly she'll follow
I need a love like that

Yeah, I need a love like that
I could use a little sun on my back
A truck needs a highway a train needs a track
And I need a love like that

Yeah, a truck needs a highway, a train needs a track

(Pat McLaughlin/Bill Kenner)

Ba bom bom
It's alright to be a redneck
It's alright to drive around in a dirty ol' truck
Catch a bunch of fish and shoot a bunch of duck
It's alright to be a redneck
Chase around the girls on Friday night
You wanna make'em feel alright

It's alright, it's alright, it's alright to be a redneck
It's alright to be a redneck
It's alright to work hard in the sun all day
Drink a couple beers after balin' hay
It's good to be a redneck
Drive by Ernie's for some barbecue
Showin' off your brand new boots

It's alright, it's alright
It's alright to be a redneck

The kids are gonna cry
And the chicken's gonna fry
Oh, you know it
Your car won't run
So your cousin's comin' by to tow it

Ba bom ba bom
It's alright to be a redneck
It's alright to have a girl
Name'a Thelma Lou
That don't mind a little kiss
When you got a little chew
Party on the road
By the light of the moon
Dancin' to a country tune

It's alright, it's alright
It's alright to be a redneck
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright to be a redneck

Yeah, it's alright, it's just right,
It's alright to be a redneck

(Robert Lee Castleman/Melanie Castleman)

Maybe I should stay here
For the rest of my life
My compliments to you dear
You're so easy on the eyes
I'm likin' how my Jack and water mixes with your
Estee Lauder ooh
So maybe I should stay here
And keep makin' eyes at you

Maybe you should stay here
I beg you not to go
There's something I must say dear
I'm compelled to let you know
My intuition makes me think
That holdin' you's a possibility
So maybe you should stay here
And keep makin' eyes at me

Some lovers lose, some lovers win
But honey I don't care
Somebody said only fools rush in
But me, I'm already there

So maybe we should stay here
'Cause here's where we belong
Like me the night is lonely
Like you the night is young
There's no reason why
We shouldn't have these feelings
If it happens naturally, oh yeah
So maybe we should stay here
For all eternity, oh baby, we should stay here just

(Alan Jackson)

This is a three minute song
To tell her that I love her
And how wonderful we get along
A sweet sentiment that's borderline slick
A lotta right and not much wrong

It's a little bit edgy, but softer than spaghetti
Weak yet redundantly strong
It's a three minute positive
Not too country up-tempo love song

Yeah, it's a three minute positive
Not to country up-tempo love song
It's a way to tell her that I love her
But it can't be too long
There'll be no drinkin', no cheatin',
No lyin', no leavin'
That stuff it just don't belong
In a three minute positive
Not too county up-tempo love song

You won't hear four-letter words
Just me tellin' her
That she's the every breath I draw
And how I can't live without her
And I could never doubt her
'Cause she could never do no wrong

Well it's the right amount of timin'
The proper form of rhymin'
A little guitar then it's gone
It's a three minute positive
Not too country up-tempo love song

Yeah, it's a three minute positive
Not to country up-tempo love song
It's a way to tell her that I love her
But it can't be too long
There'll be no drinkin', no cheatin',
No lyin', no leavin'
That stuff it just don't belong
In a three minute positive
Not too county up-tempo love song

Yeah in a three minute positive
Not too country up-tempo love song
There'll be no drinkin', no cheatin',
No lyin', no leavin'
That stuff it just don't belong
In a three minute positive
Not too country up-tempo love song
Yeah in a three minute positive
Not too country up-tempo love song