Johnny cash/June carter cash
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
I walk the line
Yeah, I was always the crazy one broke into the stadium
And I wrote your number on the 50-yard line
You were always the perfect one and a valedictorian
So under your number I wrote "Call for a good time"
How You Like Me Now
Right now, he's probably slow dancin' with a bleach-blonde tramp
And she's probably gettin' frisky
Before he cheats
She had a cross around her neck
And a flower in her hair
That I picked from the side of Thomas Drive
On our way to the sand
Roller Coaster
I hate that stupid old pickup truck you never let me drive
You're a redneck heartbreak who's really bad at lying
So watch me strike a match on all my wasted time
As far as I'm concerned, you're just another picture to burn
Picture to burn
Oh, he taught me to love him and promised to love
And to cherish me over all others above
Wildwood Flower
She doesn't care 'bout what's in style
She just likes the way he smiles
It takes more than marble and tile
Livin on love
You got the bullets
I got the gun
I got a hankerin'
For gettin' into somethin'
Fastest girl in town
She had a shiny little Beamer with the ragtop down
Sittin' in the drive but she wouldn't get out
The dogs were all barkin' and waggin' around
And I just laughed and said, "Y'all get in"
She had on a new dress and she curled her hair
She was lookin' too good not to go somewhere
Said, "What you wanna do?" "Baby, I don't care"
We can go to the show we can stay right here
Big Green Tractor
I've been a walkin' heartache, I've made a mess of me
The person that I've been lately ain't who I wanna be
But you stay here right beside me
And watch as the storm blows through
And I need you
God gave me you
Love is a burnin' thing. And it makes a fiery ring. Bound by wild desire
ring of fire
I got the money if you got the honey
Let's cut a deal, let's make a plan
whos your daddy
She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati on a snow-white Christmas Eve
Going home to see her mama and her daddy with the baby in the backseat
50 miles to go, and she was running low on faith and gasoline
It'd been a long, hard year
Jesus Take the wheel
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, shot
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Leave all your sorrow out here on the floatin' dock
When that sun lays down, we'll be on our way
One more barefoot round, one more last chance to say
"Hey Señorita, don't you think we need
A salt and a Buffett song?"
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita
We'll be gone
one margarita
We were both young when I first saw you
I close my eyes and the flashback starts
I'm standin' there
On a balcony in summer air
See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns
See you make your way through the crowd
And say, "Hello"
Little did I know
Love story
I hear the train a-comin', it's rolling round the bend / And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
Folsom Prison Blue
Pop a top again
I just got time for one more round
Set 'em up, my friends
Then I'll be gone
And you can let some other fool sit down
Pop a top
You better be careful what you do
I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes
If they ever found you out
You better be careful what you say
It never really added up anyway
I got friends in this town
White Liar
Just don't tell 'em I've gone crazy
That I'm still strung out over you
Tell 'em anything you want to
Just don't tell 'em all the truth
Yeah, don't tell 'em all the truth
The truth
Well, I caught my wife with another man
And it cost me ninety-nine
On a prison farm in Georgia
Close to the Florida line
Well, I've been here for two long years
I finally made the warden my friend
And so he sentenced me to a life of ease
Takin' care of Ol' Red
ol' red
I walked into a honkey tonkey just the other day / I droped a nickel in the jukebox just to hear it play
Jukebox blues
Now, red Solo cup is the best receptacle
For barbecues, tailgates, fairs, and festivals
And you, sir, do not have a pair of testicles
If you prefer drinkin' from a glass
Red Solo Cup
Jenny grew up wild, like a blackfoot daisy. Out in the shack with a blue tickhound. Broke as hell, but blessed with beauty
Church Bells
Baby, what are we becomin'?
It feels just like we're always runnin'
Rollin' through the motions everyday
I could lean in to hold you or act like I don't even know you
Seems like you could care less either way
What happened to that girl I used to know?
I just want us back to the way we were before
Do I
I'm so glad you made time to see me
How's life? Tell me, how's your family?
I haven't seen them in a while
You've been good, busier than ever
We small talk, work and the weather
Your guard is up and I know why
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