A man's blood runs hot As high as the temple will go Though we can deny our nature, baby It makes us less in control There's a beautiful lady who breaks
He was born in the woods Torn from his home. Well, he was naked, And destined To be out on his own. And he waited in darkness, Hoping someone might see
There's a note on the table. Said I ain't coming back. Till your sorry ass is gone. I'm tired of the cheating and running around. I never saw the wrong
I hear the waves Sun beatin' down on my shoulders It's a near-perfect day Wishin' I wouldn't get any older They say that it's gone 'fore you know it now
(feat. Alan Jackson) We never spoke a word But every thought she had I heard From across the room We were standing face to face I couldn't find the words
You know my old car needs washing And the front yard needs a trim And the telephone keeps ringing And the bossman knows I know its him And the bills ain
Cried all night when you told me that I'd lost you I died inside as I watched you walk away And all this time I didn't doubt your reasons But I can't
I play the road, And the highway is our song, And every city's like the same three chords Been helping us along when the story's told And the crowd has
Fell to my knees with a knife in my back, Never thought you'd be the kind to do something like that, But you did Cold hearted You talked so sweet, and
She make a train take a dirt road Make it stop on a dime Make you wonder which way to go to make a man change his mind. She's a lawyer's queen and a
You know I like my chicken fried A cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I was raised up beneath the
A man was bothering me today and I wanted to tell him to go away But I stood and listened to him anyway, okay. He said he didn't want to shoot that man
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream Sold my coat when I hit Spokane Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes in the early morning rain Lately my hands they
She'd trade Colorado if he'd take her with him Closes the door before the winter lets the cold in, And wonders if her love is strong enough to make him
I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand Life is good today. Life is good today. Well, the plane
If you notice things aren't what they seem I drink to give you less meaning You're my Friday, Saturday, and Sunday Without you it's always Monday So
Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on
Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way? I was dumb enough not to settle down when you wanted to Now I'm sittin' here going crazy trying to crawl