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Travis Tritt
Travis Tritt


Background information
Birth name James Travis Tritt
Born February 9, 1963
Origin Marietta, Georgia, United States
Genre(s) Country
Southern Rock
Label(s) Columbia Records
Associated acts Dana McVicker
Marty Stuart
Website Website



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Travis Tritt Album


My Honky Tonk History (2004)
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Let's set long stretch of highway from Tulsa to Tennessee
You know I had to do it my way
May you've got the best of me
Sometimes at midnight I hear a voice
It echoes in my head, says that I still have a choice

I could get right, get baptized
Tomorrow I could probably have a pretty good life
But tonight I don't think I'll slow these horses down
There's a full moon, I hear the wolf howl
And one more drink will pull me to the ground
But tonight I've gone too far to turn around

I should have listened to my mama
All I know is to have one more try
Here's your solidest road to comment
And it feels would just fight
I can't hide, and I can't run
I can still see the smoke from barrel of the gun
What's gone is gone, what's done is done

Is there a heaven or a hell
Oh, only time will tell

. . .



Callin' all girlfriends, spring break weekend,
Meetin' at the Texaco.
Wine coolers, six-packs, cigarettes, and Tic-Tacs,
Fill it up an' hit the road.
Passin' round the Cosmo, wearin' out the cell phone:
"Make it to the beach by ten."
Flip-flops an' lip gloss, bikini tops and cut-offs:
Baby, let the games begin.

The girl's gone wild,
Reality TV style.
Just a-miles an' miles of those girls gone wild.
Breakin' hearts; usin' daddy's credit card.
Momma hollers: "Stop that child!
"Don't you know the girl's gone wild."

They're lookin real pretty down in Panama City,
They're dancin down in New Orleans.
Cancun, Cozumel, gettin down and raisin' hell,
Livin' every bad boy's dream.
Viva Las Vegas, gettin outragous,
Cruisin' down the L.A. strip.
They're loaded in a limo, hangin' out the window:
Let's wind it up and let it rip.

The girl's gone wild,
Reality TV style.
Just a-miles an' miles of those girls gone wild.
Breakin' hearts; usin' daddy's credit card.
Momma hollers: "Stop that child!
"Don't you know the girl's gone wild."
Girls, girls, girls gone wild. (Girls, girls, girls gone wild.)
Girls, girls, girls gone wild.

Sally, Sue and Tam'ra, smilin' for the camera,
Darla met a doctor from LSU.
Ally, Ann and Amy, went a little crazy:
Ridin' home sittin' on a new tattoo.

The girl's gone wild,
Reality TV style.
Just a-miles an' miles of those girls gone wild.
Breakin' hearts; usin' daddy's credit card.
Momma hollers: "Stop that child!
"Don't you know the girl's gone wild."
Girls, girls, girls gone wild. (Girls, girls, girls gone wild.)

. . .



I believe there's a right
And I believe there's a wrong
The north and south
Black and white
Can somehow get along
What say you
What say you

I believe there's a basic goal in the heart of every man
And I'm not gone to crazy eyes but I can understand
What say you
What say you

I'm not afraid to say what's on my mind
To take a stand, to draw the line
To speak my heart and bare my soul
I don't like lies
I'd rather know the truth
Hey, what say you
What say you

But I'm not ashamed of where I come from
With this blue color on my shoulder
And I don't love full handouts
Cause I'm not afraid to work
What say you
Yeah, what say you

Man, I don't talk no religion
And I ain't gonna wave that flag
But I look out in the miracle
And I fight for what I have
What say you
Yeah, what say you

I know I'm not always right
I don't think I'm better than you
I don't have all the answers
But I share my point of view
What say you
I'm not afraid to say what's on my mind
To take a stand, to draw the line
To speak my heart and bare my soul
I don't like lies
I'd rather know the truth
So what say you
What say you
What say you and you and you and you ...

. . .



Before you drop the final curtain
Before the big tower crashes down
Before you pack away my trunk case
I'd like to take a final bounce
One last chance to hear the laughter
And see your face there in the crowd
One last moment in the spotlight
One last chance to be your clown

I guess you're tired of walking tightropes
Hope setting up band tearing down
You want a place to call forever
And rest your feet on solid ground
Somewhere you've lost that sense of wonder
But that's still the place I'm bound
I'm a storm man searchin' thunder
I'm just a circus leaving town
Once we could fill the room with laughter
And fill each other's hearts with joy
Through each trial and disaster
Still we cling to our choice
To take a path of one for giving
A road that waits for no one
You know we chose to keep on living
Lord, tell me where did we go wrong

I guess you're tired of walking tightropes
Hope setting up band tearing down
You want a place to call forever
And rest your feet on solid ground
Don't try to break this spell on monder
Oh stop these wheels from spinning around
I'm a storm man searchin' thunder
Yes I'm just a circus leaving town
Some day you'll wake up a wonder
And your heart will start to pound
And you'll long for the fonder

. . .


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