me What's a good old girl supposed to do With a boy like you (Bad, bad boy like you) There's no limit to the trouble I can get into With a boy like
hillbilly blues Oh come on Ain't nothin' but a lovesick heart broke hillbilly blues It ain't nothin' but a lowdown sad-song she's-gone attitude That remedy, a
on this stool like a heartbroken fool Watchin' that bartender pour I'm not thinkin' straight anymore Not since you walked out that door Well, I just sit on this stool like a
goin' thing Now here I am on this front porch tryin' to understand This letter in my hand You left it sittin' on the table when you went for a walk
And let it all slip away Slowly watch The night roll into day Let two hearts in love go Where they will Time may fly but love be still The clock up on
People let me tell ya that love is a ball Love is a ball, a hundred-pound ball On the end of a chain about ten foot long Love is a Chevy, A '67 Chevy
again No, nobody, nobody ever died of a broken heart No, nobody, nobody ever died of a broken heart Nobody ever died of a broken heart nobody ever died of a
? I'm on a head on collision with a real good time I'm on a mission and it's all about forgettin' tonight, yeah, hey I'm on a mission and it's all about
me I live in silent misery or I lead a double life I've battled with the bottle All alone for years I've lied a thousand lies And I've cried a million
, take care of me I'm drownin' in a whiskey river Bathin' my memory's mind in the wetness of it's soul Feelin' the amber current flowin' from my mind To a
the sound of rain Pour my love on you like rain Lay your body down next to mine When you take my breath, baby, take your time Feel my lips, baby, on
mistake Watchin' paint dry on a Friday night Is just a bit more tha I can take I need a fast horse, I'll take a slow train Gimme a window seat on an
'm on a head-on collision with a real good time. I'm on a mission, And it's all about forgettin' tonight, that's right. Ain't worried 'bout a five-day
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limit to the trouble I could get into With a boy like you (bad, bad boy like you) Oh a boy like you What's a good ole girl supposed to do With a boy
on a Friday night Is just a bit more tha I can take I need a fast horse I'll take a slow train Gimme a window seat on an airplane I need a ticket somewhere
the goin' thing Now here I am on this front porch tryin' to understand This letter in my hand You left it sittin' on the table when you went for a walk
