Lyrics:
She's pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
A buzz from
You can meet me on a city street
Or meet me by a country stream
You can meet me on a mountain top, babe
But don't you meet me in my dreams
You can
other way to word it got my feelings scurred and
By the, bullet of bad, the singer of sad, songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
Plaid class
a country song that's burnin'
in my head Don't be ashamed to call my name And if
you find me feelin' lonesome And if I seem a bit uneasy
Know that I've only
Imagine in your mind a posh country club
The stuffy old money where the poor gets snubbed
The spread is bland sauerkraut and boiled goose
There's
jukebox leaners
Pop a top sing along country song swayers
A long line of neon all night stayers
I can pull up a chair if you want me to
Or I can spin
don't you ever cry for me
'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
To take a ride through the country
Up, dressed, and gone by
My name's Henry
And you're here with me now
My life
It's a song, ah
You're just, you won't even let it happen
You won't
You won't let
Damaged,
came to Summerset when summer leaves were turning yellow
Summer songs had all been sung by fellows such as I
I came to Summerset to sow the seeds of wild
mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet til they ask you this question
to nothingness
I fight the urge to resign myself to the darkness
Come with me we'll fly to the high country
Come along we'll sing a song
Come and see we'll fly
I don't put much stock in best laid plans
I like living my life by the seat of my pants
My hair on fire I'm out in the night
Kicking my heels till
My name's Henry
And you're here with me now
My life
It's a song, ah
You're just, you won't even let it happen
You won't
You won't let
Damaged,
comes from being poor...
[ guitar ][ steel ]
My God means everything to me my favorite song is country tears in beer
I'm still --- with my knees
our song
Under the sun or the moon so bright
This country life, it feels just right (oh, yes it does)
So if you're ever wonderin', where I'll be
Look
All the songs country bluesmen sing
'bout ever-lovin' love and
a one-night fling.
'bout how a woman can take more'n a man can ever bring
Oh yes!
a man
loud
Cause the music plays all, night, long
All of my favorites in one long song
There's Horton and Houston, Jones and Jerry Lee
Play those country
Here we are, here we stand
We come from country, we come from land
Time to walk together to heal the land
Singing these songs we understand
You
all night long
solo
Music was family
It was all that I had
Embraced by cigarettes and a dance
I’d hear those songs play
Knew that I’d be ok
Made me
Liszt
My papa loved to listen to his country songs
While I was in the back room rockin' on
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born
What the Buck happened to country music?
Just when the whole wide world was starting to get into it
Someone came along and put a hip hop groove right
better mow that yard boy you better do them dishes
Yeah I'm country country to the bone
Yeah I'm country you can hear it in my songs
Yeah I'm country
Fake roses on the mantle
Elvis postcards on the fridge
Ed lays softly by the ringer
Baby's sleeping in the crib
Old broken taped up tail light
queers and phoney virgins
If I had banks on every finger
A finger in every country
And all the countries ruled by me
I'd still know exactly where I'd
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