we're forgettin' who we are Hell, we tolerate everythin' and just call it love Don't tell me there ain't somethin' wrong Somebody's gotta sing this song I'm just
Preacher's daughter couldn't get hotter Floatin' that river on an inner tube with her, splash 35's and a lift kit, how stuck can you get? Ain't that just
there ever was a time we need 'em, I'd say it be today. When we're letting them terrorists watch cable TV and walk out of Guantanamo Bay. I just try
I've chose is gettin' busy now But I know where to go when I need to slow down And when I walk up on your front porch, it's just like I'm still young
off For most of my senior year I got my jaw jacked by a big ol' boy For messin' 'round with his girlfriend She was tall and tight and she kissed just
Bird dog just had her puppies that's a hundred dollars cash apiece This ol boy struck it country rich Atleast for a couple of weeks I owe my daddy that
whiskey, gotta drink it Push it up to ten and crank it If you wanna keep your women you, gotta spank it If you ain't got a boat, you gotta bank it Live it just
be just fine Give me a Sunday morning that's full of grace A simple life and I'll be okay here in small town USA Around here people break there backs just
's no tomorrow, tonight Let me whisper in your ear, make my intentions clear We'll just be gettin' started come midnight Get in a rhythm, nobody's near and listenin' It's just
Well, I was baptized at the Baptist church And my old man taught me 'bout a hard days work I learned how to love, learned how to fight It's where we
thing up, up, up We still got a lot to do, open the gate water the mule Ain't no time to play today, no rollin' in the hay Back that thing up darlin' Just
She takes me to a party Dressed up in city clothes Pretendin I'm somebody Everybody ought to know But once I get a cold beer in my hand There ain't no
You got your million bucks You got your flashy sports car You got your trophy girls Man, you think you're a star You got your teeth bleached You like
back in '53 And Janis to sing the second verse of "Me and Bobby McGee" Sit on a cloud and visit for a while It'd do me good just to see them smile
most of my senior year. I got my jaw jacked by a big ole boy for messing 'round with his girlfriend. But she was tall and tight and she kissed just right
ill be just fine Give me a Sunday morning thats full of grace A simple life and I'll be okay Here in small town USA Around here we break our backs just
Preacher's daughter couldn't get hotter Floating that river on an inner tube with her, splash 35's and a lift kit how stuck can you get Ain't that just
thing up We still got a lot to do, open tha gate what'll ya do ain't no time to play today, no rollin in tha hay back that thing up darlin' just go
