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"She Always Says It First"

"She Always Says It First"



Not a day goes by that I don't tell her
How beautiful she is
How kind and caring, I'm always swearing
She's the reason that I live

I make it a point to point out every good thing that she does
How she has everything I need
And I can't get enough

Well I always tell her I love her
And how lost I'd be without her
And God knows I mean every word
I always tell her I love her
But she always says it first

Not a night goes by that I don't tell her
I'm a lucky man
Pull her close and let her know
How proud of her I am
And I'm so into her I swear
It tears me inside out
And I make sure she sees that she's what
This old boy's about

Well I always tell her I love her
And how lost I'd be without her
And God knows I mean every word
I always tell her I love her
But she always says it first

She always says it first
 
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"She Gets That Way"

"She Gets That Way"



If you see her down at a local bar
Showin' all the signs of a lonely heart
Don't you be concerned
There ain't nothin' wrong
It's not her fault
She gets that way when I'm gone

If she's on the floor for a dance or two
Don't mean she's lookin' for a rendevous
She'll only be in his arms
'Til the end of the song
There's no harm done
She gets that way when I'm gone

She gets that way but I understand
I know in her heart that I'm her only man
And I can't stand to think of her home all alone

So I really don't mind if she paints the town red
What we feel inside doesn't have to be said
It's a matter of trust
And I know our love is strong
That's why I don't worry none
She gets that way when I'm gone

She gets a little restless but I don't mind
'Cause a woman like her
Surely deserves to have herself a real good time

So I really don't mind if she paints the town red
What we feel inside doesn't have to be said
It's a matter of trust
And I know our love is strong
That's why I don't worry none
She gets that way when I'm gone

No it's not her fault
She gets that way when I'm gone

No there's no harm done
She gets that way when I'm gone
 
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"She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy"

"She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy"



Plowin' these fields in the hot summer sun
Over by the gate lordy here she comes
With a basket full of chicken and a big cold jug of sweet tea
I make a little room and she climbs on up
Open up a throttle and stir a little dust
Just look at her face she ain't a foolin' me

She thinks my tractor's sexy
It really turns her on
She's always starin' at me
While I'm chuggin' along
She likes the way it's pullin' while we're tillin' up the land
She's even kind of crazy 'bout my farmer's tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractor's sexy

We ride back and forth 'til we run out of light
Take it to the barn put it up for the night
Climb up in the loft sit and talk with the radio on
She said she's got a dream and I asked what it is
She wants a little farm and a yard full of kids
One more teeny weeny ride before take her home

She thinks my tractor's sexy
It really turns her on
She's always starin' at me
While I'm chuggin' along
She likes the way it's pullin' while we're tillin' up the land
She's even kind of crazy 'bout my farmer's tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractor's sexy

Well she ain't into cars or pickup trucks
But if it runs like a Deere man her eyes light up

She thinks my tractor's
She thinks my tractor's sexy
It really turns her on
She's always starin' at me
While I'm chuggin' along
She likes the way it's pullin' while we're tillin' up the land
She's even kind of crazy 'bout my farmer's tan
She's the only one who really understands what gets me
She thinks my tractor's sexy
She thinks my tractor's sexy
She thinks my tractor's sexy
 
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"She's From Boston"

"She's From Boston"



She comes from Boston
Works at the jewelry store
Down in the harbor
Where the ferries come to shore
She never really knew how good it would feel
To finally find herself in a place so warm and real

She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys while they're talkin'
She's from Boston

She comes from Boston
Talks to her family now and then
Through e-mails and postcards
She tries to explain to them
That education and occupation will have to wait for now
She loves the Rasta, reggae rhythms, her dreams have changed somehow

She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys while they're talkin'
She's from Boston

Her toes dig deep and deeper in the sand
She's seduced by the sunsets and her new life at hand

She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys while they're talkin'
She's from Boston

She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
From Boston
She came to this island from Boston
 
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"She's Got It All"

"She's Got It All"



She's got every quality
From A all the way to Z
It's easy to see she's the perfect girl
She's got every single thing
That makes up my wildest dreams
Sometimes I still can't quite believe she's holdin me cause

She got it all
My heart, my soul, my wishes
All of my love, my hugs, my kisses
Everything that means anything at all
All of my life I've spent a hopin'
I could give someone such devotion
Every sweet memory I can recall
She got it all

You know that I admit
That someone to love like this
Only existed in my prayers
Until I saw her face
I knew I'd found the place
Where I could keep my every faith eternally 'cause

She got it all
My heart, my soul, my wishes
All of my love, my hugs, my kisses
Everything that means anything at all
All of my life I've spent a hopin'
I could give someone such devotion
Every sweet memory I can recall
She got it all

All of my life I've spent a hopin'
I could give someone such devotion
Every sweet memory I can recall

All of my heart, my soul, my wishes
All of my love, my hugs, my kisses
Everything sweet memory I can recall
She got it all

She's got it all
 
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"Sherry's Living In Paradise"

"Sherry's Living In Paradise"



Sherry's living in paradise
Slinging drinks at a bar down by the beach
And you know she came here from LA.
Southern California could not hold her dreams
She's happy now it seems

'Cause Sherry's living, living in paradise
Chasing something or running from something
Had a lot of lovers that were good for nothing
And she's thought about leaving once or twice
But she's still in the sun and this laid-back life
Sherry's living in paradise

Sherry's living in paradise
Somehow the salty air, it soothes her soul
Says it makes her whole
She gets hit on by the tourists
But she brushes it off 'cause she's heard every line
She just takes it in stride

'Cause Sherry's living, living in paradise
Chasing something or running from something
Had a lot of lovers that were good for nothing
And she's thought about leaving once or twice
But she's still in the sun and this laid-back life
Sherry's living in paradise

She's thought about leaving once or twice
But she's still in the sun and this laid-back life
Sherry's living in paradise
 
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"Shiftwork"
(feat. George Strait)

"Shiftwork"
(feat. George Strait)



Shift work, hard work, tired body
Blue-collar shirt and a baseball cap
You knew me

He's hot, sweat drops, 'round the clock
Door never locks
Noise never stops
Not all day
Work seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven

Shift work, tough work for the busy convenience store clerk
Two feet that hurt, going insane
She's mad at some lad
Drove off and didn't pay for his gas and he won't be the last
'round the clock pain
Work seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven

[Chorus:]
Talking about a bunch of shift work
A big ol' pile of shift work
Work seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven

Well i work, shift work,
Ten years man, i hated that work
I made a break with the money i saved
It took me to the beach to have a beer by the edge of the sea
And this 'round a clock place
I drank my money away
We partied
Work seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven

[Chorus]

[instrumental interlude]

[Chorus]

Work seven to three
Three to eleven
Eleven to seven
 
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"Sing 'Em Good My Friend"

"Sing 'Em Good My Friend"



He was sellin' an old guitar and I bought it
I saw her smilin' picture in his wallet
He said I call her baby but her Christian name is, Charlotte.

She spends her days downtown hooked up to some machine
They say time can heal, but time can't heal everything
The lords gonna take her home real soon flyin' on, angels wings

I'm gonna cry right now and that's okay
We're all gonna die, someday
You won't remember a single word I'm tryin' to say

It's all a grand delusion when you think you're in control
She's all I got left, I'm sellin' everything I own
There's no good in a goodbye, it's the beginning of the end
I left some songs in this guitar
Sing Em' Good My Friend

Ah Yeah

This old guitar case has been a million miles
Been a fools disciple, missed dance recitals, and the birth of every child
Honestly, honesty never goes out of style
Sing the pain my friend

So the world see's her as just desperate, gray, and old
All I see is my true love, my heart, my life, my soul
At least for one more night I got a beautiful wrinkled hand to hold
Sing the truth my friend.

I'm gonna cry right now and that's okay
We're all gonna die, someday
You won't remember a single word I'm tryin' to say

It's all a grand delusion when you think you're in control
She's all I got left, I'm sellin' everything I own
There's no good in a goodbye, it's the beginning of the end
I left some songs in this guitar
Sing Em' Good My Friend

I'm gonna sing the pain away
I'm gonna sing the truth, and then
I'm gonna sing em' good, for my old friend

Well I cried when I got in my truck, so I put on my shades
Looked up at the crimson sky, as the sun began to fade
And for the first time, in a long time, I swear
I think I prayed

I'm gonna sing the pain away
I'm gonna sing the truth, and then
I'm gonna sing em' good, for my old friend
Yeah my old friend.
 
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"Small Y'all"
(feat. George Jones)

"Small Y'all"
(feat. George Jones)



Honey, you think he's got an attitude
So you treat him just a little too rude
Buddy, you think she's a little too cold
So you act like a two year old

Don't it make you feel low, Joe?
Don't it make you feel mean, Jean?
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?

Boy, you say something bad about her brother
Girl, you say something mean about his mother
Tempers flare and insults fly
And you're both wanting to die

Don't you feel like a jerk, Kirk?
Don't you feel like a ninny, Jenny?
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?

Lady, you say you don't love him no more
And mister, you kick down the bedroom door
She calls you names you never heard before
And now it's a full scale war

Don't it make you feel crazy, Daisy?
Mentally ill, Bill?
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?

Six o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, ten
The neighbors, all know that you're at it again
And two little kids just a few feet away
Hear every word you say

Don't it make you feel bad, Dad?
Don't it make you feel wrong, Mom?
Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?

Don't it make you feel ashamed of yourself?
Don't it make you feel small, y'all?

With a pickle in the middle
And a mustard on top
 
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"Some People Change"

"Some People Change"


His old man was a rebel yeller, bad boy to the bone, and say can’t trust a color feller, he
judge em by the tone of their skin. He was raised to think like his dad narrow mind full of
hate on the road to no where fast till the grace of god got in the way then he saw the light n
hit he’s knees n cried and said a prayer, rose up a brand new man n left the old one right
there

[Chorus:]
Here’s to the strong, thanks to the brave don’t give up hope some people change
against all odds, against the grain love finds a way, some people change

She was born with her mothers habit guess you can say its in her blood she hates it that
she’s gotta have it she fills a glass up n she love to kill that bottle but all she could
think about is a better life, a second chance for everyone she’s letting down she throws that
bottle down

[Chorus:]
Here’s to the strong, thanks to the brave don’t give up hope Some people change
against all odds, against the grain love finds a way, some people change

Thank god for those who make it let them be the light…

Some people change

Here’s to the strong, thanks to the brave don’t give up hope Some people change, against all
odds against the grain, love finds a way, some people change

Some people change
Some people change…
 
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