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T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · T'aint What You Do It's The Way That You Do It (Ella Fitzgerald) · Beat Aint Jammin (Chuckie Freeze) · Aint' No Easy Way (Black Rebel Motorcycle Club) · Juggling the Thing of a Thing of a Thing (Michael Whitmore) · Playlist: The Very Best of Alan Jackson (Alan Jackson) · Pickin' on Alan Jackson (Pickin' On) · A Tribute to Alan Jackson (The Country Dance Kings) · Playlist: The Very Best of Alan Jackson (Alan Jackson) – and 90 other albums »


[Alan Jackson] 
The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow and so am I 
Work day passes like molasses in winter time, but it's July.
first song came out

Oh, she loves Alan Jackson
And his pretty blonde hair

Oh, I love Alan Jackson

I ain't got a prayer

Well, he tried dressin' like
eh, Marvin Gaye and things. Can't really sing like them, you know. I like them, though, love them.
John: What about it?
Alan: Paul, what about singing
'm goin' to Jackson, ya turn-a loose-a my coat
'Cause I'm goin' to Jackson

Goodbye, that's all she wrote

They'll laugh at you in Jackson (I doubt it
'm goin' to Jackson, ya turn-a loose-a my coat
'Cause I'm goin' to Jackson

Goodbye, that's all she wrote

They'll laugh at you in Jackson (I doubt it
gonna be that way
Little girl you've been down here so long
I can tell by the way that you move you belong to

The Jackson Cage
Down in Jackson Cage
gonna be that way
Little girl you've been down here so long
I can tell by the way that you move you belong to

The Jackson Cage
Down in Jackson Cage
on
Not even Alan Clow, on the radio
Those Days are gone

I miss the all night, getting right, crank it up, country sound
That honky tonk, and beer
It has its ups and downs 
We are the one and all 
If we stay together 
We can conquer all 

We are united 
And standing strong 
And still today
your hand, you big-talkin' man, make a big fool of yourself
Yeah, yeah, go to Jackson, but go comb that hair
I'm gonna snowball Jackson
Go ahead
for it all down at the grand Ole Opry
You can go walkin' through the Hall of Fame
And one by one, remember the names
Willie Nelson, Jimmy Rodgers,
maybe
We could find us a brand new recipe.
[Alan Jackson:]
I got a hot rod Ford and a two dollar bill
[Clint Black:]
And I know a spot right over
can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my
can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my
can plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my
they're gonna tear you a new one 
Welcome to Nashville
If a tree falls in the forest and there's no one around 
If a band plays in Nashville, does it
[Jimmy:]
Funny you should ask Alan, I'd say
Pour me something tall and strong.
Make it a hurricane, before I go insane.
It's only half past twelve, but I
the cup, order it up
Who am I drinking tonight?

You might not have guessed
Judging by my heels and lacy dress
I'm a wide-neck Gretchen, Loretta Lynn
plan a pretty picnic
But you can't predict the weather, Ms. Jackson

Ten times out of nine, now if I'm lyin; fine
The quickest muzzle throw it on my
your hand, you big-talkin' man, make a big fool of yourself
Yeah, yeah, go to Jackson, but go comb that hair
I'm gonna snowball Jackson
Go ahead
To Tell Them
I Ain't Second To None

And I Told About Equality
An It's True
Either You're Wrong
Or You're Right

Aooo

But, If
You're Thinkin'
About My Baby
for her to tell
One last caress, it's time to dress for fall



And if you've learned your lesson well
There's little more for her to tell
One last
he climbed up on his jet
Played south Florida with Alan Jackson
That's some things that you never forget
And all that stuff it makes you feel real good
loud
George Strait, Alan Jackson
Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, Three Chords & the Truth
Fist fights, dim lights, wifis, alibis, bubbles and booze

And it's
ain’t nothin’ sweeter

It don’t matter where you’re from
Come on in and have some fun
We’re gonna treat you like your one of us, yeah

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh