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She said howdy friend
As she was gigglin', my name is Caroline
But those who know me best call me
Tattoo rose
that got me wonderin'
Which pretty end, She had it inked in
Forbidden, Well hidden underneath her clothes
And I asked
Where is your little secret
She said you know I keep it
Just a little south of my Mason-Dixon tan line
This yellow rose of Texas, that's right, has never seen the sunshine
Since that spring break down in Key West
Oh what a beautiful canvas
For a little tattoo rose
The way she moved it, and grooved it,
to the music
was smokin' up my mind and gettin' me high
I said I gotta know
Just how low, it really goes
Hey baby
Just maybe you could show me sometime
She said don't think so honey
Boy you should get so lucky
Just a little south of my Mason-Dixon tan line
This yellow rose of Texas, that's right, has never seen the sunshine
Since that spring break down in Key West
Oh what a beautiful canvas
For a little tattoo rose
where is your little secret
She said you know I keep it
Just a little south of my Mason-Dixon tan line
This yellow rose of Texas, that's right, has never seen the sunshine
Since that spring break down in Key West
Oh what a beautiful canvas
For a little tattoo rose
I gotta see that tattoo
You know woman, I gotta see that tattoo.
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I threw that frame against the wall
Washed my hands of all the pieces
I poured another glass
And I asked myself again
What did I do to deserve this?
I started pacing back and forth
Conjured up a hundred reasons
But here I am again, running from the truth
Cause i cant start believing
Chorus:
What if its me.... causing this heartache
Blaming everybody else for the bad breaks
Me.... Suing Myself, calling it the hand I'm dealt
I'm sure that it's her,
But what if it's me....
What if it's me....
My own worst enemy
Not giving her enough attention
Ignoring all the little things
Now I lie here all alone, getting lost in her prediction
Chorus:
What if it's me.... causing this heartache
Blaming everybody else for the bad breaks
Me.... Suing myself, calling it the hand I'm dealt
I'm sure that it's her,
But what if it's me....
And my selfish ways.. Me....
The one who needs to change.. Me....
Who needs to take the blame
For doing this to us
Chorus:
What if it's me.... causing this heartache
blaming everybody else for the bad break
what if it's me causing this heartache
blaming everybody else for the bad breaks
Me.... Suing myself, calling it the hand I'm dealt
I'm sure that it's her,
But what if it's me......
What if it's me.....
What if it's me.....
What if it's me.....
What if it's me.....
Repeat until the end
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Cadillac on the interstate
Ran a biker in the ditch
Big city lawyer calls
Says, "son I'm gonna make you rich
Just put your shoulder in a sling
And your neck in a brace
We're gonna take his butt to court
An take everything he makes"
Cause it's all about the money
There's a local politician
Said he needed our vote
He'd put two chickens in every pot
And pave all the county roads
But we ain't seen that son of a gun
Since the day he raised his hand
We're still dodging pot holes
Eatin' potted meat and spam
Cause it's all about the money
It's all about the money
It's all about the money
A handshake used to be
All you used to need to make a deal, yeah make a deal
But now they look you in the eye
And tell you big ol' bold faced lies
With a team of lawyers
Are movin' in for the kill
Cause it's all about the money
They say they're your best friends
As longs as you're buying the rounds
They'll tell you jokes and light your smokes
At every bar in town
But as soon as you hit some hard times
And the good times disappear
You're all alone and they're all gone
And one thing is so clear
It's all about the money
It's all about the money
All about the money
It's all about the money
It's all about the money
It's all about the money
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Nothing I can do is gonna change
The fact you're gone away, now.
God knows I've tried.
And nothing I can do can stop the rain,
From falling on my face, now, every night.
I'm stuck here in the past.
I can't move on, I can't go back.
It's just not fair.
I wake up in a sweat, all soaking wet,
I reach out, but you're not there.
So I cry.
And watch the days roll by.
I miss the way you love me.
And I die down deep inside.
But I will survive,
Just give me tears and time.
Tears can wash away the emptiness,
Take it like a river to the sea.
Time can wrap its arms around the pain,
'Til it becomes a tender memory.
I'm still here all alone.
The world's so dark, since you've been gone
It's just not fair.
I call out your name.
But there's just silence, always the same
Unanswered prayer.
So I cry.
And watch the days roll by.
I miss the way you love me.
And I die down deep inside.
But I will survive,
Just give me tears and time.
Yeah, God, I cry.
And watch the days roll by.
But I will survive.
Just give me tears and time.
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Sittin' in the seat of my old Olds
Pretty city lights down far below
Sittin there soakin' up all of the heat of the fire
You slide a little closer and whisper in my ear
Never even get around to openin' those beers
Being here with you girl nothin' can get me no higher
It's the long way down
Baby hold on to me
Never let me touch the ground
Love for you is such a natural thing
You were born to spread those angel wings
Every time you touch me I swear I feel the light as a feather
But it seems like every other corner I turn
There's another busted heart that's crushed and burned
So baby just remember every time you take me to heaven
It's the long way down
Baby hold on to me
Never let me touch the ground
It's the long way down
Scared I'm gonna fall without you loving arms around
Oh,hang on
So tell me once again now how we're gonna go
Take me far away from the world below
We could be the few that make it all the way together
Cause I can stop this car and drive back into town
Land us both safe on solid ground
After the night girl you gonna have to love me forever
It's the long way down
Baby hold on to me
Never let me touch the ground
It's the long way down
Scared I'm gonna fall without you loving arms around
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Perfect little job
Perfect little live
A perfect little house for my perfect little wife
One trip outta town a couple o lonely days
The whole thing turned around
By decisions that we made
Shadows down the hall
Shadows in the bed
Two shadows on the wall
And now there's shadows in my head
Fightin' off a memory is just a losin' battle
No matter how hard I try
I can't outrun the shadows
Just a little secret
Just a little lie
Just a little comfort on a restless way night
She didn't see it comin'
I guess she didn't hear my keys
She didn't think I'd be home
She didn't think I'd see
Shadows down the hall
Shadows in the bed
Two shadows on the wall
And now there's shadows in my head
Fightin off a memory is just a losin' battle
No matter how hard I try
I can't outrun the shadows
My mind keeps findin'
Those intertwining silhouettes
Those dark reflections
Keep resurrecting and I just can't forget...
Shadows down the hall
Shadows in the bed
Two shadows on the wall
Now there's shadows in my head
Fightin off a memory is just a losin' battle
No matter how hard I try
I can't outrun the shadows
I can't outrun the shadows
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You can ride with me,baby
Take you everywhere I go
You can roll down the windows
Turn the knobs on my radio
Listen to your rock n' roll
You can get up in the front seat
Or get down in the back
But you can't drive my Cadillac
You can lay back that rug top
Let the wind blow through your hair
Do your toenails on the dashboard
Paint your lips in the rearview mirror
Haha,I don't care!
Slide aross those leather seats
Climb up in my lap
But you can't drive my Cadillac
Big ol fins wings of steel
Sweetest scent chromed out wheels
It's a Coup Deville
Came off the line big and bad
A '59 like Elvis had
Original
You can have my heart,baby
You can have my money ,too
No,there ain't nothin' within reason
That I won't do for you
Girl,you know it's true!
But baby, you know better
Then don't even ask
You can't drive my Cadillac
Big ol fins wings of steel
Sweetest scent chromed out wheels
It's a Coup Deville
Came off the line big and bad
A '59 like Elvis had
Original
You can slide aross those leather seats
And climb up in my lap
But you can't drive my Cadillac
Ha,you can't drive my Cadillac
Woman,you can't drive my Cadillac
No,no,no,not that one
Maybe a Toyota...
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I'll admit it got to me hearing your voice on my machine
It took all I had to just let you talk and not pick up where we left off
Cause every night since your goodbye I hit my knees and close my eyes
And I pray you'd come back
Too many tears washed out that bridge you wanna cross But baby, it's too late for that
Last night would've been a different story
But the morning sun must've done something for me '
Cause I bet I'd gone the other way, if you'd called yesterday
If you'd called yesterday
This victory runs bittersweet through the heart and soul of me
But I sip my coffee and watch the morning sun rise makin' its way to a bluer sky
Cause every night since your goodbye I hit my knees and closed my eyes
And I pray you'd come back
Too many tears washed out that bridge you wanna cross But baby, it's too late way too late for that
Last night would've been a different story
But the morning sun must've done something for me
'Cause I bet I'd gone the other way, if you'd called yesterday
Last night would've been a different story
But the morning sun must've done something for me
I bet I'd gone the other way, if you'd called yesterday If you'd called yesterday, if you'd called yesterday
I'll admit it got to me hearing your voice on my machine
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Some men are destined to live out their lives where they are
Some love the city and some never stray from the farm,no
I'm always drawn to the echo of some distant trail
And a long strech of lonesome constantly callin' my name
My spirit is restless and rebellin' burns in my blood
Wide lines and black top they keep my wheels chasin' the sun
I've come to accept all the things I know I'll never change
Like a long strech of lonesome constantly callin' my name
I swung a hammer till my hands were blistered and sore
I've loaded trucks till my back couldn't take anymore
Hey,I've been in the arms of some places I should have stayed
But a long strech of lonesome is constantly callin' my name
My spirit is restless and rebellin' burns in my blood
Wide lines and black top they keep my wheels chasin' the sun
I've come to accept all the things I know I'll never change
Like a long strech of lonesome constantly callin' my name,ohh
Let's go,yeah
At the end of the highway they'll chisel my name in the stone
They'll bury my body but they'll never bury my soul,no
My spirit is restless and rebellin' burns in my blood
Wide lines and black top they keep my wheels chasin' the sun
I've come to accept all the things I know I'll never change
Like a long strech of lonesome constantly callin' my name
Like a long strech of lonesome constantly callin' my name
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New Orleans ladies
A sassy style that'll drive you crazy
And they hold you like the light
Holds a wick when there's candle's burning
Them creole babies thin and brown and downright amazing
And they roll just like river a little wave lasts forever
All the way from Burbon Street to Esplanade
The sachet bag the sachet bag
New Orleans ladies
I swear for live love and laughter
And they'll hold you like a night
Holds a chill when there's cold wind's blowin'
Them creole babies they strut and sway from dusk til dawn
And they roll just like river one little wave will last forever
All the way from Burbon Street to Esplanade
The sachet bag the sachet bag
All the way from Burbon Street to Esplanade
The sachet bag the sachet bag
All the way from Burbon Street to Esplanade
The sachet bag the sachet bag
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It's 3:48 I'm wide awake
Staring up at the ceiling
Your sweet perfume hangs in this room
And I can't shake these feelings
I still see you looking at me
With that wanting me look in your eyes
You're like a sweet melody
That just keeps haunting me
I can't get you out of my mind
You're burning a hole in my head
Lying alone in this bed
It's your touch it's your kiss girl
That's left me like this,baby what can I do?
You're burning a hole in my head
Reliving each word that you said
Needing you in my arms feeling you in my heart
Girl,I'm missing you
I keep telling myself everything that I felt
Was all in the moment
But each night's the same, girl
You left this flame and I just can't control it
You're like an unquenchable thirst
That just keeps getting worse all the time
You just won't go away all I see is your face
Every time I close my eyes
You're burning a hole in my head
Lying alone in this bed
It's your touch it's your kiss, girl
That's left me like this,baby what can I do?
You're burning a hole in my head
Reliving each word that you said
Needing you in my arms feeling you in my heart
Girl,I'm missing you
Can't believe this is me
Cause it's not like me before
But I know I can't let you go
When you keep on holding on
You're burning a hole in my head
Lying alone in this bed
It's your touch it's your kiss girl
That's left me like this,baby what can I do
You're burning a hole in my head
Lying alone in this bed
Needing you in my arms feeling you in my heart
Girl,I'm missing you
Burning a hole in my head a hole in my head
Girl,you're burning a hole in my head
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Time is a Gypsy, never slows down
Just keeps moving covering ground
Tell 'em the future deal 'em the cards
Slippin' away just like smoke in the dark
You can't hold it it's always rolling
Time is a Gypsy
Time is a bandit, the cleverest kind
When you're not looking it's gonna steal you blind
Hides in the shadows takes what it wants
Like a desperado that can't be caught
You can't stop it you can't lock it
Time is a bandit
Now ,I've come to see how time took it's toll
How we wasted it and let love grow cold
When I finally saw how far you were gone
I tried to reach you but I couldn't hold on
When I finally saw how far you were gone
I tried to reach you but I couldn't hold on
Time is a healer that's what they say
Well,I'm still praying I'll get there someday
With the light of tomorrow I can't seem to find
I'm stuck in the world that's left me behind
But it's turning and God knows I'm learning
Time is a Gypsy
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