Woh, yeah Bring it on I got a half a jar of moonshine Some whiskey and some cheap wine Leftover from the last time That you said your last goodbye 'Cause
the gettin's gone C'mon, oh, c'mon C'mon, c'mon, c'mon C'mon c'mon, we been knuckle bustin' Back breakin', head achin' all week long C'mon, hey, we'
The first naked lady I ever saw, Was that tattoo on my uncle's arm. On daddy's farm that summer he drove up, And helped us build that barn. He rolled
I've changed the presets in my truck So those old songs don't sneak up They still find me and remind me Yeah you come back that easy Try restaurants
Closest I've ever been To meetin' Jesus was when Me and Bobby Pinson put up our pink slips On Blue Hole Road My needle showin' ninety I flew right by
you need Girl, I?ve got your remedy Somebody needs a hug, a little personal attention Some good ol? lovin? and affection Yeah, I'm talkin' full body, good Lord Almighty Woah, c?mon
Can you tell By the spell that im under This fella wonderin if he'll ever get next to you Is there a chance getting through Well you never seem to notice
She dresses up her children and she herds ?em to the car Drives down to the mega church but can?t find a place to park Then she feels a little guilty
I see your momma and the candles and the tears and roses I see your daddy walk his daughter down the isle I feel my knees start to tremble as I tell the
I remember summer Of nineteen ninety three She was tall and blond and tan and man She was all in love with me She started talking about our future And
You'll find me here from happy hour to closin' time The jukebox is playin' the same old song a hundred times Bartender looks at me with the saddest eyes
gear, we got longnecks and long legs waiting for you over here!" chorus C'mon C'mon We've been knuckle-bustin back breakin' head-achin' all week long c'mon
ترجمه: کیت اندرسون. C'mon!.
I've got a half o' jar of moonshine, some whiskey and some cheap wine Leftover form the last time that you said your last goodbye That's what you want
The first naked lady I ever saw was that tattoo on my uncles arm on daddy's farm that summer that he drove up and helped us build that barn. He rolled
