(Al Anderson / Jeffrey Steele) I need something to brag about A new car, a big two story house I can't win her love without something to brag about
Take me out to the ball game. Swing, batter, batter; swing, batter, batter; Swing, batter, batter, swing. Swing, batter, batter; swing, batter, batter
(Gary Scruggs/Shawn Camp) Used to think that love would be so simple Just happy ever after one another Sometimes it's hot to trot And sometimes it
(Mark Nesler/Jennifer Hanson) You can settle down in Mexico Runaway join a circus show Whatever, baby it's alright with me Take a walk in the pouring
In the early rush of mornin' Tryin' to get the kids to school One's hangin' on my shirt tail Another's locked up in her room And I'm yellin' up the stairs
It's good to hear your voice after all this time I've been told I'm hard to find It's raining here but I'm keeping dry And for me that's doing good To
I never thought that this is where I'd settle down I thought I'd die an old man back in my hometown They gave me this plot of land Me and some other men
(Hank Cochran/Willie Nelson) If you can't say you love me say you hate me And that you regret each time you held me tight If you can't be mine forever
Another fourteen hour day, crisis solved deadline made I came home like always, tired and beat Threw dinner in the microwave, beside it on the counter
I got my game on I step out of the shower steamin? up the place Wipe off the mirror, shave my baby face Can?t help but smile, hey what can I say I got
I grew up in a town where tough was a cigarette And a souped up car on a county road Nothin' much to do back then so we'd make bets On how much drink
Awesome Chrome, she can see herself in the shiny grill and the Wire wheels of a red Chevelle with four on the floor and the top down Chrome, zippin'
(Pat Terry/Tia Sillers) She underdressed for the occasion She wants to go back home and change A maid of honor wearing waitress shoes, Just looks
I was on my way home Been thinkin' 'bout you all day long And how good it was gonna be With your arms around me And I saw that detour sign Said they
I met a guy on the red eye He spotted my guitar and said, "What do you do?" I said, "I sing for a living Country music mixed with a little rock and a
She wore a pink 'Bama do-rag Smackin' on Juicy Fruit Red clay stickin' To her Timberland boots A tight white t-shirt Showin' off her Talledega tan I said
Got a little shade, got a little sun Got a long list of things to get done Too bad So sad Got a little swing out on the porch Old dog pantin' by the
Nobody knows where she goes every other weekend Monday morning shes back at work with a smile on her face again They ask but she don't tell shes keeping