I see people gettin' mad on CNN Who's right? Democrats or Republicans I don't care, who's right or wrong I know a way, we can all get along Let's take
There's a girl on channel thirteen I know she's gonna fall in love with me And I'm gonna win the lottery tomorrow or the next day I drive a Mercedes Benz
Brothers and sisters We are here for one reason and one reason alone To share our love of music I present to you, country music without prejudice, hey
There was a time I tried to kill a man Just for lookin' at me wrong Anger so strong I couldn't stop myself But I was killin' myself one shot at a time
Well, I walk into the room Passing out hundred dollar bills And it kills and it thrills Like the horns on my Silverado grill And I buy the bar a double
I'm feelin' like Tonto ridin' a Pinto Tryin' to chase the Lone Ranger down I'm a little unraveled but I'm still in the saddle Cryin' your name out to
My brakes are on fire, from trying to slow down I'm always burning my tires And my horn is too loud I catch people staring, looking funny at me When I
You say, "You're identical tonight" But you're identical to some Who wants to be a some? Not me I am not a one-trick pony I am not a one-trick pony I
Well, it's midnight, damn right, we're wound up too tight I've got a fist full of whiskey, the bottle just bit me Oh, that shit makes me bat-shit crazy
Hey girl I've been with you for so many years And we've had our laughs and we've cried some tears Now something tells me you're not the same Maybe it'
(Woo hoo, woo hoo) (Woo hoo, woo hoo) Well my heart knows me better than I know myself So I'm gonna let it do all the talking (Woo hoo, woo hoo) I came
Sirens ring, the shots ring out A stranger cries, screams out loud I had my world strapped against my back I held my hands, never knew how to act And
Hush bye bye, don't you cry Go to sleepy little baby When you wake you shall have All the pretty little horses Hush bye bye, don't you cry Go to sleepy
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One hand reaches out and pulls a lost soul from harm While a thousand more go unspoken for And they say you, what good have you done by saving just this
On the eighth day God noticed a problem For there below Him stood a cowboy alone Stubborn and proud, reckless and loud God knew he'd never make it on