Casey Jones was a brave engineer He told his fireman to not to fear Says, "All I want, my water and my coal Look out the window, see me drive wheel roll
JOHN PAUL JONES When John Paul Jones was a little boy he pointed to the sea Said when I get to be a man a fightin' man I'll be I'll leave my mark on
Jean take me down just take me to your place And do what you do to me Take me to the place you wanna go Now that you've been there I've seen it, I've
The next time you come home with lipstick fresh from that blonde Swearin' you've been at the office to twenty five past one And you've worked like a slave
Daddy was clappin', mama was cryin' The Pentecost preacher was sayin' amen Went down lost and came up found Eleven years old I was born again Oh I, I
I met a guy last night and girl, I felt the earth move If you'd've been there I swear you would've felt it too But I spilled red wine on his white shirt
I wish I could blame it on him But I know it's my pride that led to his tail lights I had to have the last word, me and my big mouth My life just walked
I can't believe you'd do that to me, use me You fooled around and wrecked my heart She's just a skank, rode hard and put up Well, good luck I would've
If I dream too much, if I'm livin' up If you hear me laughin' from across the room That's just me, baby Gettin' over you If I'm out at night with my
I remember how we used to be It's been so long since you looked at me Like I was a woman Tell me you want me right now Say I'm the one thing you can'
I don't want to appear too forward But then again I wanna say so much I don't wanna scare him off 'Cause we're off to such a good start Such a good start
My roots run deep down a dirt road Rough and tumbles in my blood I was raised to make my own way, the hard way Life knocks me down, I get back up But
When do I just get to be a woman? Sip some wine and do my nails Bubble bath till the candles melt All week long and everything else When do I just get
Never moved to the big ol' city Like a lot friends I know Had my eye on somethin' closer Not far down the road Buckin' hay on a flatbed Chevy Green eyes
If you could hold your woman Like you hold your whiskey I'd still be in your arms You come when you're lonely And even then it's only When you know the
What a waste, I could've been your lover What a waste, I could've been your friend Perfect love is like a blossom that fades so quick When it's blowing
I got a house full of walls And utility bills, every Monday the company calls I got a nice bed to sleep on And a chest of drawers, where I keep those
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