Joey + Rory Album

This last year's been a whirlwind, but we're doing well we're told,
Been up and down the highway, and on the radio
Sold a lot of our first record, we even had a hit
Now the big wigs back in Nashville say we better kick it up a bit
The critics all are waiting, to see what we will do
For much anticipated album number two.

Some say we're going pure country, some say we should turn pop
They've all got their opinions, on how to take us to the top
Our new image consultant, says we need a fresh hairdo,
As if that's gonna make or break album number two
The critics all are waiting, to see if we come through,
So much contemplating for album number two.

Now you might think we're crazy, but is it really all that hard,
Just cut some songs that made you sing them from the heart
But if we are mistaken, and our career is through
We'll bid our fans a fine farewell with album number two
The Critics all are waiting, but it's really up to you
We'd sure appreciate it if you bought album number two,
They say it's either sink or swim with album number 2

Not planning our day around a TV set
Paying our bills and staying out of debt
That's important to me
That's important to me
Openin' the windows and lettin' in air
Holding hands when we're saying a prayer
That's important to me
Yea, that's important to me
Having somebody to share my life
Loving my husband, and being a wife
And the very best mother I can be
That's important to me

Telling the truth, and being real
Feeding my family a home cooked meal
That's important to me
That's important to me
Planting a garden and watching it grow
Keeping it country on the radio
That's important to me
Yea, that's important to me
Always having you to hold,
Being beside you when we grow old
And they plant us 'neath that big old tree
That's important to me
Always having you to hold

Being beside you when we grow old
And they plant us 'neath that big old tree

Believing our dreams will take us somewhere
Still bein' ourselves if we ever get there
That's important to me
That's important to me
Yea, that's important to me
That's important to me

That's important to me
That's important to me

You've got the boots, You've got the buckle
You've got the Stetson's cowboy hat
You've got the creases in your Wranglers, and the Skoal ring in the back
You've got the two-step and the shottage
You've got the waltz down to a T,
Hey you're sure looking good cowboy,
Now all you need is me.

You've got the horse, you've got the trailer
You've got the King Ranch pick-up truck
You've got the beer iced down in the back seat,
And the George Straight all cranked up
You've got the tank full, and the night off
You got no where you've got to be,
Hey you're sure looking good cowboy,
Now all you need is me.

Riding right beside you, everywhere you go
In your arms, out on the dance floor, Cheering for you at the Rodeo

You've got the land, you've got the cattle
You've got the thousand acre spread
You've got the brand, the barn, and the bunk house
And the king sized cedar bed
You've got the view of Oklahoma, that any girl would like to see
Hey you're sure looking good cowboy,
Now all you need is me.

Riding right beside you, everywhere you go
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In your arms, out on the dance floor, cheering for you at the Rodeo

You've got the smile, you've got the dimples
You've got the butt as cute as could be
Hey you're sure looking good cowboy,
Now all you need is me.

All you need is me

You're my man, and I'm your woman
Where you lead me, I will go
I will stand strong beside you,
No matter how hard the wind might blow
Our love will last forever, like this diamond on my hand
Cause I was born to be your woman, and you were made to be my man

You're the bread in my butter
You're the blood that's in my veins
You're my strength when I grow weary
You're my shelter when it rains
Our love will last forever, like this golden wedding band
Cause you was born to be my woman, and I was made to be your man

We are bound by God forever
We're part of a bigger plan
Cause I was born to be your woman
And I was made to be your man

You ask me if there's still a chance to rekindle our burned out romance
You're true blue die hard country fans; let me say it in a way that you'll understand
If George Straights a rock star, where's that leather pants?
If Alan joins a boy band and all he does is dance,
When Hank Jr's a preacher, and his hell raising days are through
Then maybe, just maybe, maybe I'll come back to you

Now I'm not saying there's no chance at all
But it don't take no crystal ball
To see the chance is mighty slim, Chris Gains or me are coming back again
When Willy gives the weed up, and cuts off all his hair,
When George Jones finally says he need's his rockin' chair,
When Dolly gets a breast reduction down a size or two,
Then maybe, just maybe, maybe I'll come back to you

When Toby Keith burns the flag, and buys a foreign car,
Paisley takes the stages and forgets how to play guitar,
When we sell a million copies of album number two,
Huh? We've sold how many?
I said maybe, just maybe, maybe I'll come back to you
Yea, maybe, just maybe, maybe I'll come back to you.
That's right.

There must be a real good reason why he aint home yet
There must be a real bad wreck slowing him down
I'm hoping he blew a tire, his old truck flipped and caught on fire
Cause God help my man if he's foolin around

[Chorus]
If he's fooling around with some hussy he knows
While I'm cooking his dinner and washing his clothes,
If he thinks he can come home and climb into my bed,
He's got another thing coming upside his head

I hope there was a homeless hooker that he gave a hug to
I pray that's her lipstick on his shirt this morning I found
These seven numbers I see in his pocket better win the lottery
Cause God help my man, if he's foolin around

[Chorus]
If he's fooling around with some hussy he knows
While I'm rocking his babies and washing his clothes,
If he thinks he can come home and climb into my bed,
He's got another thing coming upside his head

I hope he's got a real good lawyer cause he's gonna need one
Cause you know my daddy is the judge here in this small town
By the time I'm through I'm getting my half and I'm taking his too
Cause God help my man if he's fooling around
Yea God help my man if he's a foolin' around

She was a wild young mustang, no bridle, no reigns,
Full of fire and spirit inside.
The last of a rare breed, born to run free,
The horse nobody could ride.

A hundred young takers all tried to break her,
Their stories were told far and wide,
Sure as the wind blown, each cowboy got thrown by the
Horse nobody could ride

Then down, out of Cheyenne, came a quiet and shy man,
Dared to try to something that no man had tried,
We sat down in the horse lot, a hundred yards away from,
The horse nobody could ride

For a while she ignored him, then she moved in toward him,
And circled and stood by his side,
Then he whispered I won't hurt you then he reached out his hand to,
The Horse nobody could ride

As he stood up and walked round, she lowered her head down,
Then softly upon her bare back he did slide
And with all of her fear gone, the cowboy rode off on,
The horse nobody could ride
The horse nobody could ride

He bought a flat top, down at a pawn shop,
Spent every weekend playing them bars,
One night a big wheel came down from Nashville,
Gave him a deal and he made him a star,

Chorus - He went from rags to riches,
Farm to fame,
From digging ditches, to carving out a name,
Just stand in the spotlight, until the light go dim,
Then it's rags to riches, to rags again

He had some top tens, some billboard award wins,
Out on the road, he had a couple good years,
It was life in the fast lane, women and cocaine,
Till his fifteen minutes had all disappeared.

Chorus - He went from rags to riches,
Farm to fame,
From digging ditches, till the whole world knows your name,
Just stand in the spotlight, until the light go dim,
Then it's rags to riches, to rags again

Yea, everybody knows, that's just the way it goes,
A star is born, a star burns out,
What goes up the charts must come down
He got his flat top, out of the pawn shop
I see his old car up and down music road,
He tells his friends that, he's planning a come back
Man, these days he just didn't know
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Chorus - He went from rags to riches,
Farm to fame,
From digging ditches, to the whole world knows your name,
Just stand in the spotlight, until the light go dim,
Then it's rags to riches, it's rages to riches, to rags again

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He was different, he was one of a kind*
As far as daddies go, and not just cause he was mine
He could build anything, with his 2 calloused hands, my old man
He drove an old truck, he could've had a newer one
Floorboards full of rust, he sure loved the way it'd run
I learned to drive in it, in the pastures on our land, with my old man
One day he caught me in a lie, and with his belt, he tanned my behind
I saw the teardrops in his eyes falling down, just as hard as mine

When you're born a farmer, it's what you want your son to be
He was broken hearted when I said I'm going to Tennessee
He sold that old truck and stuck the money in my hand
My old man

When I got on that big Greyhound
With my bags full of songs, and my guitar
I remember looking down, and him yellin' son, remember who you are.
He fought a good fight, but in the end it took him down
We told him goodbye, then we prayed him in the ground
Now he's with Jesus, walking in the promise land, My old Man

I'm so proud when people say, just how much I am, like my old man

[with Zac Brown Band]

If you got up this morning then you went to work today, this song's for you
And if you put 8 honest hours in, for 8 hours worth of pay, this song's for you
And if it's taking all you got these days just to make ends meet,
You'd like to give a piece of your mind to those fat cats on Wall Street, this song's for you
If you go to church on Sunday and you try to do what's right, this song's for you
If you've been known to drink a beer, and raise hell on a Friday night, this song's for you
And if you wish we didn't have to go, and send our boys to war,
But you still think this country of ours is sure worth dying for

[Chorus:]
This song's for you, you know who you are
We're up on this stage, but you're the star
You're why we, do what we do
We want you to know, this song's for you

Now if you love country music, as real as It comes, this song's for you
And if you came here tonight, hoping you might hear you some, this song's for you
If you paid your hard earned money to that bouncer at the door,
To hear the kind of songs that you don't get to hear much anymore

[Chorus:]
This song's for you, you know who you are
We're up on this stage, but you're the star
You're why we, do what we do
We want you to know, this song's for you

You might've lost a friend, a job, or someone broke your heart
But just like you might need it to, the healings in the tune

[Chorus:]
This song's for you, you know who you are
We're up on this stage, but you're the star
You're why we, do what we do
We want you to know, this song's for you

You deserve so much more it's true,
We want you to know, this song's for you