my best friend Time to be reborn in a value of my own If the Truth be known I'll always be alone Truth-let the truth be known Truth
dancer keep your feet in time and inside the lines. We're moving forward we're not looking back and we won't be stopped. Shout The Truth
I've got a tiger by the tail, it's plain to see I won't be much when you get through with me Well, I'm losin' weight and a turnin' mighty pale Looks like
Imagine me still loving you After all you've put me through Well, I can't help it, I just do Imagine that and that's not the half Imagine this if you
I heard the word goin' round Somebody said, she's leavin' town Packed up her bags and left you flat Shame about that Somebody said they saw her cryin
The river ran through Howard County It was the life blood of the land It made fields of green tobacco Aching backs and callused hands Mama talked of a
truth Oh just when I thought I was over you He changed my mind with three chords and the truth He changed my mind with three chords and the truth
I look into those blue eyes Something happens to me Although I know again tonight I'll hear nothing but true lies That string of broken hearts all over
You said when I broke your heart that I'd regret it No one else would love me half as much as you Well I wish, I'd listened closer when you said that
There's a key in a letter unopened Buried back in an old dresser drawer There's a name stained with tears on that letter One that I'm sure I've never
I'd rather live a life of lies and fantasy Than to face the truth and realize you're leaving me You built me up so high, my heart can't stand to fall
If you ever want my lovin' There's a few things you should do Bring me coffee in the early morning And roses in the afternoon If you ever want my lovin
There's a cold wind howlin' at the trailer door And the wolf that's been scratchin' Is coming back for more This quilt that Mama gave us Is the only thing
a place Where the grass is really greener Warm, wet and wild There must be something in the water Sippin' gin and juice Laying underneath the palm trees
The moss hangs like witches hair from the big oak tree And from across the swamp there comes riding on the breeze The sound -- the sound -- Bi-Yo rhythm
fat asses I call 'em gimme girls they always tell me I can have it All got habits, marijuana ecstatic Buy two cats and coats with automatics St. Louis is the +Truth
, nigga what? Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth And one day I see