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10/09/2007 |
1. | Train |
2. | These Colors Don't Run |
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5. | My Kind Of Country |
6. | The Hardest Thing |
7. | It's Only Money |
8. | We Can't Do It Alone |
9. | Friend |
10. | It's All About You |
11. | Headed South |
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1st Verse
I don't care if it comes in a bottle
I don't care if it comes in a can
I don't care if it's stirred or shaken
Man, could you give me one for both hands
Chorus
If it goes down easy
(Yeah) it makes you feel good
If it goes down easy
It makes you feel good
2nd Verse
Sign on the wall said no dancin' on the tables
She never lets the rules get in her way
No, she don't
She got da whole joint jumpin' and goin' crazy, ha ha ha
She grabbed my hand and danced me right outta the place
Out of the place
(Repeat Chorus)
Bridge
Might be one 'a those fine French wines
Might be some good ol' damn homebrew
Long as we get to have a good time
Most times anything will do
(Repeat Chorus)
Spoken
Oh, that sound is sweet to me, man
Listen here now
3rd Verse
There're things in life that just keep gettin' better
Ah, yeah
I said no, but I guess maybe I meant yes, ha ha ha
Hey, she insisted, so I just had to let her
When it's that smooth who really cares what anybody says
I don't
Tag Chorus
(So if it goes down easy)
(It makes you feel good)
It makes you feel good
(If it goes down easy)
(It makes you feel good)
(If it goes down easy)
Keep it comin' baby, fill up my glass
(It makes you feel good)
It's killin' me and I like it like that
(If it goes down easy)
Maybe we shouldn't, maybe we should
(It makes you feel good)
All I know is it makes you feel good
(If it goes down easy)
I makes you feel good
(It makes you feel good)
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Once I had a fortune ridin' on the shoe
Of a field goal kicker from LSU
I never broke a sweat
Hell, it was just a bet
Now, I've climbed mountains
And jumped from planes
Even played chicken
With a couple trains
Lord, I've been a fool,I still kept my cool
I don't mind admittin' this heart a mine
Starts to pound thinkin' bout
The day my son starts askin' me
All about my history
The things I don't want him to know
The sex, the drugs, and rock-n-roll
Or the first time I watched my daughter
Climb in some boy's car as I holler
"Honey, don't be late"
I swallow hard while they drive away
How sad my life without my wife would be
Now that scares me
This mornin' while I combed my hair
I found a few stray grays in there
And I laughed out loud
I guess I ain't that proud
Some people are afraid to die
But me and Jesus get along all right
I'll be okay cause my judgement day
Will be
The day my son starts askin' me
All about my history
The things I don't want him to know
The sex, the drugs, and rock-n-roll
On the night I walked my daughter
Down the aisle in a stiff white collar
Just a view, they'll say
But who gives this girl away
And leave her standin' while I find my seat
Now that scares me
The things I don't want him to know
The sex, the drugs, and rock-n-roll
And the day they call another house their home
I'm hopin' they find everything that they need
How sad my life without my wife would be
Now that scares me
Oh, that scares me
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