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Albums:

För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · DJ We Love Country: Country Radio's Most Requested, Vol. 2/Rockin Country/Big Country (Drew's Famous) · Proof of Youth (The Go! Team) · Living Proof [Import] (Cher) · Official Live: 101 Proof (Pantera) – and 90 other albums »


songs and other logic get me through

It's a good life here in the nightlife
Bedin' in the neon glow
The bartender, me and the kings of country
Playin'
We sing Hallelujah sing Hallelujah
For the King has carried the cross
He is risen from the grave

Beyond the tomb to holy skies
He rose in victory
of the south, king of the south, king of the south
Grew up on the country side of town

Ain't no love in the coliseum
This shit here been a bloodsport
Keep what
of the south, king of the south, king of the south
Grew up on the country side of town

Ain't no love in the coliseum
This shit here been a bloodsport
Keep what
) 
You could hardly tell by the look on his face 
(Get ready for a baby king) 
That pretty soon he was gonna run the place 
(Get ready for a baby king
clicking

Our dreams are where we're at
Where we can see and touch
With work we understand
But we don't want for much

Country day
A day in
your throat
As you watch ole’ glory go by,
Or sat thru a service where they played tabs
For a soldier who never came home?
Or looked in the sad brown
) 
You could hardly tell by the look on his face 
(get ready for a baby king) 
That pretty soon he was gonna run the place 
(get ready for a baby king
your country
Pray if you want to, it's your country
Let your love take you there

Pine for the crumbs of a king
But don't lose yourself, man
Hell
Another day just rolling by in the same old town. 
Another drink at the local bar, hear the same old sound. 
That jukebox singing solid country
gas 
If that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass

If that ain't country, it'll hairlip the pope
If that ain't country, it's a damn good joke
I've
The mighty king of love
The chosen one of god

Three kings from a distance come
Bearing gifts for the only one
Shout to heaven sound the drum
Tell
that you're on my team
Making love from the door, to the bed, to the floor
I'ma be on you, to put it on you

Sun proof room, a king size bed, your legs
Old school pourin' lean
Candied yams and collard greens
Pocket fulla stones ridin' clean
Let me tell you bout this country shit
Country country shit
gas 
If that ain't country, I'll kiss your ass

If that ain't country, it'll hairlip the pope
If that ain't country, it's a damn good joke
I've
Miss Pavilichenko's well known to fame
Russia's your country, fighting is your game
The whole world will love her for a long time to come,
For
don't love the American flag
You can kiss my country ass

If you're a down-home, backwoods redneck
Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass
But if
don't love the American flag
You can kiss my country ass

If you're a down-home, backwoods redneck
Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass
But if
no Burger Kings. 

Obey the Cowgod! 
We live in a country where there is no, there's no McDonalds.
Obey the Cowgod! 
Ah, dopey, dopey, dopey,
don't love the American flag
You can kiss my country ass

If you're a down-home, backwoods redneck
Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass
But if
Hold true to your soul
Hold true to your country men
Hold true and never falter
Love will conquer all
History has proved
Kings and kingdoms crumble
In the shadow of the chestnut tree I hide
Sword and pistol by my side
Long come a traveller lay him low
All for the love of my Molly-O

I left
shines on your Kentucky girl

I swear I love you by the moon above you
How bright is it shinin' in your world
Some mornings when you wake up all alone
Just
all a dream
That'll favor your way

Sometimes I need insurance of your love
For you soft and gentle touch
All the kings are worthy none
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah

Well your faith was