Lyrics:
mean she happy
Red heart right in the mid of my cappy
Got a lot of red flags in my telephone
Rivers run, i ain't visiting Yellowstone
Bunch of flowers
Life is a teacher, time is a healer
And I'm a believer like a river wild
Ego's a killer, greed is a monster
But love is stronger, stronger than
You go out on the, red river, never knowing what you might find
Lose yourself on the, red river, it's a long hard state of mind
Don't look for love
wrong with this telephone?
This telephone used to work fine
Beats someone's telephone
Some telephone better than mine
What's wrong with this
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, redneck
Well, the boys 'round here don't listen to The Beatles
Run ol' Bocephus through a jukebox needle
a sinner no more
That's not my trouble
I'm a sinner no more
It was washed away
It was
Washed away
Down the river, down the river
The red, red river
Down
for you
you say your trying but you ain't
Calling me a devil like you've really been a saint
Remembering that day..
All I see is red and now the stains
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, redneck
Well, the boys 'round here don't listen to The Beatles
Run ol' Bocephus through a jukebox needle
But the river of love never runs to me
Pricked by a thorn and heart will bleed
Red as a rose for the world to see
Chained by time to the river side
Fishin' on an old trout line
Giggin' frogs 'til the early mornin'
Smokin' dried crossvine
Take me back down where the Red River rolls
Send me back
it's parting for me, So get behind me if you wanna cross the sea
Drag the river, the red river, Drag the river, the red river
Drag the river, the red
a river gonna make things right
Oh Red, Red River Valley
Where she remember all the things we said
And what's the chance that she'll remember
All those
Sure as rivers flow-to the deep blue sea
One thing you should know, before you leave
When the night is long and lonely
And you out there on your own
Red red red red red red red red redneck
Well the boys 'round here don't listen to The Beatles
Run ole Bocephus through a jukebox needle
We pack those sandbags high
High above the crest
Oh flood, Red River, Red River flood
They say you must evacuate
Pack up your things and leave
River's
WHERE RIVERS ARE RED AND COWBOYS ARE BLUE
Brett Beavers, Deric Ruttan
The perfume on your postcard
Sure brought me a smile
Girl you had this ole
I went rowing on the river
To try to rob a river bank
I went rowing on the river
To try to rob a river bank
I went rowing on the river
To try to rob
on a pawn shop guitar
She remembers the first time he kissed her
Back when the feeling was new
And she sang the Red River Valley
For the cowboy who loved her
The strawberry jam girl
Sleeping girl, kiss the animal
Telephone the animal
Tomorrow the animal will take me to the moon
Moon in the water,
down, down the deep river, down, down, down the deep river)
Down a hall in your house, down a road in December
(Down, down, down the deep river, down,
Pretty maids all in a row lined up
Outside my cabin door
I've never wanted any of them wanting me
Except the girl from the Red River shore
Well, I
Freedom's Finally Mine
I'm on a red dirt road winding up to a sky of blue
And I left the blacktop back about a mile or two
No more sittin'
They call me Mississippi
And they call me Ohio
They call me Red
Call me White
They call me Colorado
Cause I cut through every corner
And I don't
rolling on the river rolling on the river
Rolling on the river
Rise up if you get burning red hot
Hands up cause now you're standing on top
And now you're
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