Lyrics:
gotta say
That's one book I didn't write
Yeah, the good Lord knows I need it
I didn't write it, but I probably oughta read it
The one that lays by
the teacher's pet
I read more in your lovin' eyes
Than in any book from the shelf
I don't have to tell you
You're in a class by yourself
Kiss me, kiss me
the teacher´s pet
I read more in your lovin´ eyes
Than in any book from the shelf
I don´t have to tell you
You´re in a class by yourself
Kiss me, kiss me
the teacher's pet
I read more in your loving eyes
Than in any book from the shelf
I don't have to tell you
You're in a class by yourself
Kiss me, kiss me
filled 'em up and painted some
Though the book, it may never be read
Oh, by anyone, oh, anyone but me
And I hope the people are smiling
And I hope
please
Well, you might find out it'll go to your head
When you write a report on a book you never read
With the snap of your fingers you can make your
and the queens
And they read off our names
The night you danced like you knew our lives
Would never be the same
You held your head like a hero
On a history
might have been
No we'll never know
What might have been
(this song is actually by Little Texas, not Tracy Lawrence)
a poor guy to last with nothing but a lonesome past
Though you're gone you're never out of sight you kept me awake last night
I was fooling myself by going
the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself
You've never learned to read
of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Your daddy, he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw
of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Your daddy, he's an outlaw
And a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
And how to throw
more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
Your sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself
You've never learned to read or write
There's
you've handed me down
I'm in the drawer by your bed
I'm the book you never read
I can't take that first step for you
When you take that step, you
red, it's blue
Don't believe what you read,
Do you believe what you read?
No, I don't believe what I read.
Never put it down in writing the old man said
and the queens
And they read off our names
The night you danced like you knew our lives
Would never be the same
You held your head like a hero
On a history
please
Well you might find out it'll go to your head
When you write a report on a book you never read
With the snap of your fingers you can make your
Let me watch by the fire and remember my days
And it may be a trick of the firelight
But the flickering pages that trouble my sight
Is a book I'm
Sunday morning, very bright, I read Your book by colored light
That came in through the pretty window picture.
I visited some houses where they
Where lives a young country boy
Named Johnny B. Goode
He never ever learned
To read or write a book so well
But he could play his guitar
Just like
Unit 1
This is Unit 2 tryin' Unit 1
Do you read me Unit 1 do you read me?
Yeah I read you Unit 2
I sure can read you just like a book is all
And I know
Because those dear hearts an' gentle people
Will never, ever let you down!
They read the 'Good-Book' from Fri 'till Monday
That's how the weekend
hungry and afraid
You gotta do it by the book and there'll be
No exceptions made
By the time he got to Heaven, it was surrounded by a wall
The pearly
Who are hungry and afraid
You gotta do it by the book and there'll be
No exceptions made
By the time he got to Heaven, it was surrounded by a wall
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