If I had followed you out, If I had tried, but I found in spite, I'd refrain, and if it's me you're Waiting for well I can't blame you If needed to leave
If I had followed you out, If I had tried, but I found in spite, I'd refrain, and if it's me you're Waiting for well I can't blame you If needed to
I am not a child now I can take care of myself I mustn't let them down now Mustn't let them see me cry I'm fine, I'm fine I'm too tired to listen I'm
Old man Wrigley lived in that white house Down the street where I grew up Momma used to send me over with things We struck a friendship up I spent a few
Radio, radio Tell me what I wanna know, wanna know I've been wide awake staying up all night Waiting for a song that will make me feel alright Breakin
There are no words To paint a picture of you, girl Your eyes, those curves It's like you're from some other world You walk my way Oh God, it's so frustrating
Her daddy gave her her first pony Then told her to ride She climbed high in that saddle Fell I don't know how many times He taught her a lesson that she
Connie came back for her second cousin's wedding First time she'd been home in a year or two Just in time for the rehearsal dinner That crazy Connie wasn
When the rain's blowing in your face And the whole world is on your case I would offer you a warm embrace To make you feel my love When the evening shadows
Once I thought that love was something I could never do Never knew that I could feel this much But this yearning in the deep part of my heart for you
I know forever is a long long time For a girl to put her heart on the line Trust is a tight rope we all have to walk Baby, don't be afraid I won't let
I was raised off of old Route 3 Out past where the blacktop ends We'd walk to church on Sunday mornin' Race barefoot back to the Johnson's fence That
My Maria Don't you know I've come a long long way I been longin' to see her when she's around she takes my blues away Sweet Maria The sunlight surely
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One hand reaches out and pulls a lost soul from harm While a thousand more go unspoken for And they say you, what good have you done by saving just this
On the eighth day God noticed a problem For there below Him stood a cowboy alone Stubborn and proud, reckless and loud God knew he'd never make it on
