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Clay Walker Album


She Won't Be Lonely Long (06/08/2010)
06/08/2010
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Jesse James
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All American
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Feels So Right (feat. Randy Owen)
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Pray for God (iTunes bonus track)
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Somethin bout the way she's wearing her dress a little tighter
Somethin bout the way she's starin, she's lookin to start a fire
Somethin bout the way she's dancin and drinkin chill patron
If she's lonely now she won't be lonely long

Heaven help the fool who did her wrong
It's too late, too bad, she's too far gone
He should've thought of that before he left her all alone
If she's lonely now, she won't be lonely long

Somethin bout the way she's blushin you can tell she isn't sure
Let you know she's up to something she's never done before
Tonight she wants to hold a stranger but not the one at home
If she's lonely now she won't be lonely long

Heaven help the fool who did her wrong
It's too late, too bad, she's too far gone
He should've thought of that before he left her all alone
If she's lonely now, she won't be lonely long

If I had a woman like that
Man I'd let her know
I'd hold her tight
I'd hold her close
Do anything, do everything to let her know
She'd never ever be alone

Heaven help the fool who did her wrong
It's too late, too bad, she's too far gone
He should've thought of that before he left her all alone
If she's lonely now, lord if she's lonely now
If she's lonely now, she won't be lonely long

. . .


I didn't know you were gonna be
At that bar when I walked in till I walked in
I looked up, saw your face, turned around
And I walked back out again

'Til then I thought there's too much that we shared
So I made myself get a hold of myself
And walked back in and went right up to you
I could feel you were caught off guard
Neither one of us knew just what to do so I said

How you've been, been a while
Tell me how's your mama?
You said, good, you can sit down if you wanna
I said I was just thinking 'bout Oklahoma
The wild roller coaster ride we had that summer

'Fore we knew it
We were on our second glass of wine
Sitting there, talking just like
We had never said goodbye

Believing after all that time
Will it click just like before? Maybe a little more
'Fore we knew it they were closing up the joint, yes
Stacking them chairs, locking them doors

I asked the waitress would she mind if we slept there
And stayed for breakfast, we both laughed
You grabbed your purse and I paid our tab
Standing underneath the moon, I couldn't help but ask

What you say, we take a stroll down by the river
Oh, what a night, girl, can you believe this weather
I've been thinking we were pretty damn good together
You said, yeah, wonder why did we ever let it go

I said, I don't know but after seeing you tonight
Well, it feels just like we had never said goodbye
Never said goodbye

I've been thinking maybe we should give it one more try
Like we never said goodbye

. . .


I gas up my truck and I drive into town
But I spend all my time just running around
Trying to shake this negative mood I'm in

I've nowhere to go if I wanna get down
All the usual suspects are hanging around
But after a round or two it was just a another day again
For a minute or two I'll get you off of my mind
But you keep coming back to me every time

Where do I go to get over the fact
That you got on a plane and you ain't coming back?
I said what I said and you did what you had to do
Where does a man have to go to get over the truth?
Where do I go from you?

I bury myself in my job all day
Just trying to get lost in the usual ways
Smiling and laughing and joking around with the guys

Gotta do something to deaden the pain
So I stare out the window just watching the rain
But all I can see in the haze is the gray of your eyes

So what do I do with all the pieces of you in me?
If you're never coming back set me free

Where do I go to get over the fact
That you got on a plane and you ain't coming back?
I said what I said and you did what you had to do
Where does a man have to go to get over the truth?
Where do I go from you? Where do I go from you?

Where do I go to get over the fact
That you got on a plane and you ain't coming back?
I said what I said and you did what you had to do
Where does a man have to go to get over the truth?
Where do I go from you? Where do I go from you?

. . .


Remember how time used to drag
The summer couldn't get here fast enough
You made A's and B's, I was C's and D's
Your daddy hated me 'cause you were into me
Nobody'd ever be good enough for his little girl

Had a fast car and a hard head
Didn't give a damn what he said
I was gonna do what I was born to do
No cold stare, no cursin', nobody, no nothing
Was gonna keep me from loving you

Looks like your daddy was the easy part
How could we have known how hard it'd be
Just tryin' to stay in love, I thought I knew tough
We did some growin' up, watched some friends give up
Life's thrown it all at us but here we stand

Got a long road, mountains up ahead
Don't give a damn what the world says
I'm gonna do what I was born to do
No turnin', no runnin', nobody, no nothin'
Is gonna keep me from loving you

Got a long road, mountains up ahead
Don't give a damn what the world says
I'm gonna do what I was born to do
No turnin', no runnin', nobody, no nothin'
Is gonna keep me from loving you
Keep me from loving you, baby

. . .

Jesse James

[No lyrics]

. . .


Every boy dreams of being a man
And there'll come a moment when he'll get the chance
Well, it's not how you live, it ain't how you die
Now a days the real ones are so hard to find

Where are the men with the nerves made of steel
Hearts that are wild and unbroken and real
They say what they mean and they mean what they say
Ride off like heroes after saving the day

So let's all raise our glassed to spirits untamed
Make us all something strong, a double shot of John Wayne

I've been knocked down a time or two
And this scar on my chin it ain't no tattoo
We might take falls but cowboys don't cry
So get up on your ponies and let's all whip and ride

'Cause we are the men with the nerves made of steel
Hearts that are wild and unbroken and real
We say what we mean and we mean what we say
Ride off like heroes after saving the day

So let's all raise our glassed to spirits untamed
Make us all something strong
A double shot of John Wayne

There's blue collars, white collars but we all bleed red
And what will they say when we're all dead

Where are the men with the nerves made of steel
Hearts that are wild and unbroken and real
They say what they mean and they mean what they say
Ride off like heroes after saving the day

So let's all raise our glassed to spirits untamed
Make us all something strong
A double shot of John Wayne

Yeah, make us all something strong
A double shot of John Wayne

. . .


This tie's fitting just a little too tight
Might have had one too many last night
I wonder if it's written all over my face
It's been a little while since I've seen this place

Still I'm sitting here in the back row
Like a long lost son is come back home
When I bow my head and taken off my hat
A Sunday morning takes me back

Growing up under that hometown church steeple
Learning God hates sin but still loves people
The preacher preaching 'bout the Promised Land
And me thinking 'bout holding Jesse Lane's hand

And one hot summer when I was thirteen
Took my soul to the river and washed it clean
Feels so good, Lord, why can't there be
Seven Sundays a week?

Well, I can still hear daddy singing strong and low
It is well, it is well with my soul
And mama laid up the Sunday best
I can still count every flower on her blue sun dress

I've done a lot of living since those days
But a boy comes back when he's been raised

Growing up under that hometown church steeple
Learning God hates sin but still loves people
The preacher preaching 'bout the Promised Land
And me thinking 'bout holding Jesse Lane's hand

And one hot summer when I was thirteen
Took my soul to the river and washed it clean
Feels so good, Lord, why can't there be
Seven Sundays a week?

It was soft ball games
And it was true love waits
And all of those amazing things
About amazing grace

Growing up under that hometown church steeple
Learning God hates sin but still loves people
The preacher preaching 'bout the Promised Land
And me thinking 'bout holding Jesse Lane's hand

And one hot summer when I was thirteen
Took my soul to the river and washed it clean
It feels so good, Lord, why can't there be
Seven Sundays a week?

Seven Sundays a week

. . .

All American

[No lyrics]

. . .


It's been a dead ass week,
at a dead end job.
Got a boss on me like a snake on a frog.
There's gotta be more then what I got on this big 'ol piece of rock.
I want a little umbrella and a patch of sand, coconut drink and a ragae band.
It just might be the place where I get off.

Yeah I want a day in the life of a summertime song.
Sail away with a malibu wrong.
Sail on sail on away yeah.
Let the scorching sun and the salt in the sea burn the skin right off of me.
Come on everybody sing along.
It's the summertime song.

I might pierce my ear and bleach my hair and get a tattoo on my derriare.
Right now I don't really care what anybody else might think.
I'm gonna dance to every song I can.
So I can show off my new island tan.
While I wave my hand and raise my drink.

Cause I want a day in the life of a summertime song.
Sail away with a malibu wrong.
Sail on sail on away yeah.
Let the scorching sun and the salt in the sea burn the skin right off of me.
Come on everybody sing along.
It's the summertime song.

Yeah I want a day in the life of a summertime song.
Sail away with a malibu wrong.
Sail on sail on away yeah.
Let the scorching sun and the salt in the sea burn the skin right off of me.
Come on everybody sing along.
It's the summertime song.

. . .


Like any man it's hard for me to admit it
All the dead end road that I've been down
It took you for me to finally get it
You don't know you're lost until you're found

Like a river bends to find the ocean
Every wrong turn led me straight to you
You're the right one, baby and I ain't letting go
Believe me, I've been wrong enough to know

Too many times I have neglected
The sovereign truth starting me in the face
I have denied and rejected an honest touch
An amazing grace

Like a river bends to find the ocean
Every wrong turn led me straight to you
You're the right one, baby and I ain't letting go
Believe me, I've been wrong enough to know

You're the right one, baby and I ain't letting go
Believe me, I've been wrong enough to know
Baby, believe me, I've been wrong enough to know

. . .


24C don't believe in God
But he always prays when a thing takes off
And the grandma that is next to
Watches the window

And 3B's got her headphones on
Still not used to her daddy being gone
She gets to see him every 3 months
For a weekend

Just people in planes

17 A's in a exit row
Waiting for his Jack and coke to show
He's just wishing he wouldn't have
Settled so fast in college

And I'm over here in the middle seat
Watching the world but half asleep
Wondering why there's never movies
On the ones I'm on

And it occurs to me
Maybe I've got too much time to think
But it helps to be
Reminded how we're

Just people in planes
When it comes down to it
We're side by side, on the same ride
There's not a whole lotta difference

At the end of the day
Just wanna know it's gonna be okay
Counting on somebody we can't see to land this thing
We're just people in planes

Hey, do you remember back when
Your dad could still lift you then
He'd pick you up and you'd think that you were flying

You'd spread your arms and start to laugh
Do you remember how to laugh like that?
Why does that make me feel like crying?

We're just people in planes
When it comes down to it
We're side by side, on the same ride
Not a whole lotta difference

At the end of the day
Just wanna know it's gonna be okay
Counting on somebody we can't see to land this thing
Just people in planes

The girl in front of me is spilling her guts
To some lady she's never met and never gonna see again
It's being weighing for a long time on her conscience

There's seat kickers and loud talkers, honeymoon lovers
Several in the back there, looking hung over
Must be coming back from Mexico or Vegas

Just people in planes
When it comes down to it
We're side by side, on the same ride
Not a whole lotta difference

At the end of the day
Just wanna know it's gonna be okay
Counting on somebody we can't see to land this thing
We are all waiting on somebody we can't see to land this thing
We're just people in planes, just people in planes

. . .


Whisper to me softly, breathe words upon my skin
No one's near and listenin', so please don't say goodbye
Just hold me close and love me, press your lips to mine
Hmm, feels so right, feels so right

Lying here beside you I hear the echoes of your sighs
Promise me you'll stay with me and keep me warm tonight
Just hold me close and baby, love me, give my heart a smile
Hmm, feels so right, feels so right

Your body feels so gentle and my passion rises high
You're loving me so easy, you're wish is my command
Just hold me close and darling, love me and tell me it won't end
Hmm, feels so right, feels so right, feels so right

Ah, you know you feel so right, baby
Feels so right, feels so right
You feels so right, feels so right
Feels so right

. . .

Pray for God

[No lyrics]

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