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Joe Nichols Revelation

I don't want a fast car, don't need a four lane highway There's not another place I'd rather be 'Cause out here in the country, bluebirds sing for nothin

His daddy taught him all about huntin' and fishin' How to work on that old truck when it needed fixin' How to say, 'Sir' and how to say, 'Ma'am' How there

I'm gonna tell her that I love her About a million times a day Oh I'm gonna do, everything I wouldn't do I'm gonna straighten up my act If I ever get

Don't ruin it for the rest of us And with your braggin that you fell in love Can't you see we're kinda busy here Swappin lies and cryin' in our beers

Somewhere in Vietnam A nineteen year old soldier stumbled from a bar room He said, "I must be seeing things That bourbon hit me like a baseball bat"

Somewhere in Vietnam a nineteen year old soldier stumbled from a bar room he said I must be seeing things that bourbon hit me like a baseball bat In

Don't ruin it for the rest of us with your braggin that you fell in love can't you see we're kinda busy here swappin lies and cryin in our beers so you

"I'm No Stranger To The Rain" come on my radio today I hadn't heard that voice in way too long I've still got these worn out tapes The only three or

I watched him take the two strike call: He hadn't tried to swing at all. I guess he'd had all that he could take, He walked away, for goodness sake.