I spent fifteen years where the drummies roam,

Only to go in a full damn circle,

I shed forteen tears when you didn’t come home,

Yea, goin’ around in this full damn circle.

It’s taken thirteen beers to write this sad tome,

Yea, that whole bakers’ dozen,

It’s been twelve long months sitting by that phone,

Just one more for a baker’s dozen.

It’s been fifteen years,

Yea, fifteen years,

Alone.

I spent fifteen years where the drummies roam,

Always comin’ back empty handed,

I scraped and clawed for all them reds and bones,

Yea, comin’ back so empty handed.

It’s taken thirteen beers to write this sad tome,

All downed in one damn sitting,

It’s taken twelve thousand dollars on credit and loan,

Yea, to get you back to where I’m sitting.

It’s been fifteen years,

Yea, fifteen years,

Alone.

It’s too damn long to be alone,

God what have I done to deserve this,

It’s too damn long to freely roam,

God, what a damn disservice.

It’s been fifteen years,

Yea, fifteen years,

Alone.

I spent fifteen years where the drummies roam,

Only to go in a full damn circle,

I shed forteen tears when you didn’t come home,

Yea, goin’ around in this full damn circle.

We have our American Idols,

Not from across the pond,

Crickets they hear in the willows,

But a pint or two they are fond.

After the midnight hour,

They turn extra sweet and never sour,

They let out some rebel yells,

That’s why we call them southern belles,

Let me hear you yell, you southern belles.

She’s the belle of the ball,

The belle of them all,

The prettiest girl I’ve seen,

All grown up at nineteen.

She’s the spring that has me sprung,

The air in my lung,

She’s the honeycrisp bite of the fall,

Yea, she’s the belle of the ball,

The belle of the ball.

The clock strikes 1 and not a pumpkin in site,

This belle of the ball can go all night,

She’s extra sweet and never sour,

Extra cheery and never dour,

A stare into those eyes turns me to dust,

One look away and I’m full of rust,

Yea, she’s the belle of the ball.

She’s the belle of the ball,

The belle of them all,

The prettiest girl I’ve seen,

All grown up at nineteen.

She’s the spring that has me sprung,

The air in my lung,

She’s the honeycrisp bite of the fall,

Yea, she’s the belle of the ball,

The belle of the ball.

Rich or poor,

She has me wantin’ more,

I never know what’s in store,

She’s never a bore.

Because she’s the prettiest girl I’ve seen,

All grown up at nineteen,

She’s got so much beauty,

The other girls are mean.

She’s the spring that has me sprung,

The air in my lung,

The sweet feelin’ of her lips

The bite of her tongue.

She’s the honeycrisp bite of the fall,

All the boys chasin’ her, yea them all,

Climbin’ up the ladders,

And scalin’ up the walls.

Yea, she’s the belle of the ball,

The belle of the ball.

She’s the belle of the ball,

The belle of them all,

The prettiest girl I’ve seen,

All grown up at nineteen.

She’s the spring that has me sprung,

The air in my lung,

She’s the honeycrisp bite of the fall,

Yea, she’s the belle of the ball,

The belle of the ball.

I’ll never forget that recent dive,

Like a tropical mermaid,

Man, I’ve never felt so alive,

That feeling of wonder,

Man, I think me and her will thrive,

Like a pirate’s new plunder,

Man, me and her have arrived.

That coral reef glistening,

Her blue eyes of azure,

Man, my ears were not listening,

To stories of giants and the past,

To tales of gods and lost knowledge,

Man, I just wanted that moment to last.

You see,

We have a history that’s never been told,

Like that bikini on Bimini Road.

Bringing those hips into the fold,

Like that bikini on Bimini Road.

The boat captain could not look away,

You’re a lucky fella,

Man, that’s all I can say,

You’re blessed from the lord,

Man, forget tomorrow, just live today,

You’re made for each other,

Man, she’s so lovely, sunkissed in May.

You see,

Nothing makes me forget the cold,

Like that bikini on Bimini Road.

Good things are kept, not sold,

Like that bikini on Bimini Road.

Who knew that would do this to me,

That little lycra floral display,

Man, why did it take me so long to see,

Hair blowing and flowing so smooth,

Man, this isn’t the moment I thought it would be,

A beautiful day out for a dive,

Man, I’ve never felt so alive,

Man, I think me and her will thrive.

An ocean glowing with gold,

Like that bikini on Bimini Road.

Always breaking the mold,

Like that bikini on Bimini Road.

We have a history that’s never been told,

Like that bikini on Bimini Road,

Like that bikini on Bimini Road, on Bimini Road.

We have a history that’s never been told,

Like that bikini on Bimini Road,

Like that bikini on Bimini Road, on Bimini Road.

It was late that Sunday at the hotel bar,

I seen those pretty brown eyes from afar,

That smile so bright I was blind for a sec,

Dreamin’ of lovin’ her turned me to a wreck,

Just got this one chance to make it work,

What to say to not sound like a jerk,

Hey baby what brings you to town,

How ‘bout me and you sit on down,

Talk about that new Morgan Walen song,

And how them critics are all so wrong.

Can’t believe that night came and gone,

Wishin’ it would last all week long,

That girl with that black strapped dress and cowboy boots on,

Make it go on and on and on.

Now how we gonna’ make this thing stick,

Gotta feelin’ I know what makes her tick,

Not that carbon or that French star,

Not that watch or that German car,

She needs that Chevy flatbed truck,

She needs that blind and that big buck,

She’s got that city and country mix,

She’s got that twang you never wanna fix,

So let’s talk about about that new Morgan Walen song,

And how them critics are all so wrong.

Can’t believe that night came and gone,

Wishin’ it would last all week long,

That girl with that black strapped dress and cowboy boots on,

Make it go on and on and on,

All week long and long and long,

Those cowboy boots on and on and on.

Can’t believe that night came and gone,

Wishin’ it would last all week long,

That girl with that black strapped dress and cowboy boots on,

Make it go on and on and on,

All week long and long and long,

Those cowboy boots on and on and on.

I love that girl with that black strapped dress and cowboy boots on and on and on.

Bring back those firefly nights,

Bring back those pillow fights,

Bring back those July songs,

Bring back those all-night longs,

Bring back those waffle cones,

Bring back those simple ringtones,

Bring back those hazy days,

Bring back those daisy mays.

Yea, bring back that 90’s feelin’,

Stickball games and apple peelin’,

Those firefly nights,

Those pillow fights,

Yea bring back that rockin’ chair,

Grandma and her poofy hair,

Those July songs,

Those all-night longs.

Bring back, bring back, those firefly nights,

Mmm hmmm hmmm hmmm, those firefly nights.

Mmm hmmm hmmm hmmm, those firefly nights.

Bring back those firefly nights,

Bring back those pillow fights,

Bring back those right from wrongs,

Bring back those campfire songs,

Bring back those broken bones,

Bring back those throwing stones,

Bring back those summer rays,

Bring back those old-school ways.

Yea, bring back that 90’s feelin’,

Stickball games and apple peelin’,

Those firefly nights,

Those pillow fights,

Yea bring back that rockin’ chair,

Grandma and her poofy hair,

Those July songs,

Those all-night longs.

Bring back, bring back, those firefly nights,

Mmm hmmm hmmm hmmm, those firefly nights.

Mmm hmmm hmmm hmmm, those firefly nights.

Bring back those firefly nights,

Bring back those pillow fights,

Bring back those July songs,

Bring back those all-night longs,

Bring back those waffle cones,

Bring back those simple ringtones,

Bring back those hazy days,

Bring back those daisy mays.

Yea, bring back that 90’s feelin’,

Stickball games and apple peelin’,

Those firefly nights,

Those pillow fights,

Yea bring back that rockin’ chair,

Grandma and her poofy hair,

Those July songs,

Those all-night longs.

Bring back, bring back, those firefly nights,

Mmm hmmm hmmm hmmm, those firefly nights.

Mmm hmmm hmmm hmmm, those firefly nights.

Don’t bring me no girardelli,

Don’t bring me no ripe berry,

Don’t bring me no spicy chili,

Don’t bring me no pill that’s silly,

Don’t bring me no witches brew,

Don’t bring me no thing to chew,

Don’t bring me no candle,

Don’t bring me no scent, I can’t handle.

We all know baby what I lack,

Just bring my aphrodisiac back.

Since you’ve been gone,

It’s all gone wrong,

Since you’ve been gone,

I’m up ‘til dawn,

Since you’ve been gone,

Playing that Chesney song.

We all know baby what I lack,

Yes, you know what I lack,

Just bring my aphrodisiac back,

Bring my aphrodisiac back.

Those lips, those hips,

That voice, no choice,

That smell, ring my bell,

Those legs, make me beg,

Get me sweaty, I’m ready.

You’re that sweet siren vixen,

That’s what I’m missin’,

My aph, aph, aph, aphrodisiac.

Bring my aphrodisiac back.

Don’t bring me no girardelli,

Don’t bring me no ripe berry,

Don’t bring me no spicy chili,

Don’t bring me no pill that’s silly,

Just bring my aphrodisiac back,

Bring my aphrodisiac back.

You’re that sweet siren vixen,

That’s what I’m missin’,

My aph, aph, aph, aphrodisiac.

Bring my aphrodisiac back.

Right under her thumb,

That Dylan Dee,

That Dylan Dee Dum.

Dylan Dee Dum.

Dylan Dee Dum.

Got you feeling numb,

That Dylan Dee,

That Dylan Dee Dum.

Dylan Dee Dum.

Dylan Dee Dum.

Put her next to none,

That Dylan Dee,

That Dylan Dee Dum.

Dylan Dee Dum.

Dylan Dee Dum.

Yea right under her thumb,

Got you feeling numb,

Per her next to none,

That Dylan Dee,

That Dylan Dee Dum.

I heard you’re on the run,

Miss Dylan Dee,

Miss Dylan Dee Dum.

You’re missing all the fun,

Miss Dylan Dee,

Miss Dylan Dee Dum.

Miss Dylan Dee Dum.

Miss Dylan Dee Dum.

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum,

Dylan Dee Dum,

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum.

I heard you’re on the run,

You’re missing all the fun,

Miss Dylan Dee,

Miss Dylan Dee Dum.

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum,

Miss Dylan Dee Dum,

Dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum, dum.

Right under her thumb,

That Dylan Dee,

That Dylan Dee,

That Dylan Dee,

Dum.

It’s Christmas morning, got my feet by the fire,

You’re sitting there with your sweater on,

Sipping some hot cocoa,

Listening to your favorite reindeer song.

All I can do is thank the lord up above,

For all my blessings,

For all your love.

Yea you give me all that I need,

You’re there when the times are good,

You’re there when I bleed.

There’s nothing in this material world,

That can replace how I feel for you girl.

You’re the gift that keeps on living,

Living and living and living,

Together, we’re living and living and living.

Keep on living,

Living,

Keep on living.

We all focus on what we don’t have yet,

What we can give,

And what things we can get.

But all I need is right in front of me,

Millions are too blind,

They don’t want to open there eyes,

They don’t want to see.

Life is so precious and pure,

We never know what god has planned for us,

No, we can never be sure.

That’s why there’s nothing in this material world,

That can replace how I feel for you girl.

You’re the gift that keeps on living,

Living and living and living,

Together, we’re living and living and living.

Pray at the table, this bounty, this Thanksgiving,

It’s nothin’ without you,

No, you’re the gift that keeps on living.

Living and living and living,

Together, forever, we’re living and living and living.

Keep on living,

Living,

Keep on living.

No there’s nothing in this material world,

That can replace how I feel for you girl.

Keep on living,

Living,

Keep on living.

Living and living and living,

Together, forever, we’re living and living and living.

You can see all my hurt,

Yea, all my pain,

You can see my emotions,

And that wine soaked stain.

You can see our love,

Yea it’s real real strong,

You can my conscience,

All that’s right and wrong.

You can see right through me,

And that’s only the start,

Because I got,

Oh yes I got,

A glass bottom heart.

You can see the bed,

Yea it’s teaming with life,

You can see my intentions,

You’ll be my wife.

You can see the coral,

Yea, it’s orange and red,

You can see my thoughts,

And what’s in my head.

You can see right through me,

And that’s only the start,

Because I got,

Oh yes I got,

A glass bottom heart.

Come in close,

But I got one simple ask,

Don’t press too hard,

Don’t lean on the glass.

Come see this heart,

Come see this heart,

Yea, come see this heart,

This glass bottom heart.

You can see right through me,

And that’s only the start,

Because I got,

Oh yes I got,

A glass bottom heart.

You can see all my hurt,

Yea, all my pain,

You can see my emotions,

And that wine soaked stain.

You can see our love,

Yea it’s real real strong,

You can my conscience,

All that’s right and wrong.

You can see right through me,

And that’s only the start,

Because I got,

Oh yes I got,

A glass bottom heart.

Come see this heart,

Come see this heart,

Yea, come see this heart,

This glass bottom heart.

Billy had a tiny one wrapped around his thumb,

But girl your drinkin’ habits,

They really need some work,

They makin’ me so numb.

So so numb.

I need to see you when you’re tipsy,

Spin you round the floor,

Around and ‘round we goin’,

That’s what dancin’ shoes are for.

Goodbye sober dancer,

Adios to you,

Goodbye sober dancer,

Those dry dry nights,

They’re done,

They’re through.

So long sober dancer,

And hello to Miss all night fun,

Sayonara sober dancer,

Ciao to miss whiskey and rum.

Miss whiskey and rum.

These city lights are shinin’,

The band is all set,

And a little birdy told me,

You haven’t requested Free Bird yet.

No not yet.

Goodbye sober dancer,

Adios to you,

Goodbye sober dancer,

Those dry dry nights,

They’re done,

They’re through.

So long sober dancer,

And hello to Miss all night fun,

Sayonara sober dancer,

Ciao to miss whiskey and rum.

Miss whiskey and rum.

I want to see you in the moment,

Just let it on out,

When I’m two feet away,

I want to hear you shout.

I love you.

Goodbye sober dancer,

Adios to you,

Goodbye sober dancer,

Those dry dry nights,

They’re done,

They’re through.

So long sober dancer,

And hello to Miss all night fun,

Sayonara sober dancer,

Ciao to miss whiskey and rum.

Miss whiskey and rum.

Goodbye sober dancer,

Sayonara sober dancer,

Adios sober dancer.

Those dry dry nights,

They’re done,

They’re through.

Together we make three,

You, her, and me,

Happy tears.

Candles and cakes,

Summers by the lake,

Happy years.

Sometimes these emotions a’showing,

Like a good soap opera,

The waterworks get a’going,

Need those silly ears and john deeres,

Green grass a’growing,

Happy tears and happy years.

Memories, those memories, days gone by,

Memories, those memories, of you and I,

Of you and I, I, I, I, I,

Happy tears,

Yea, have these happy tears.

Sometimes these emotions a’showing,

Like a good soap opera,

The waterworks get a’going,

Need those silly ears and John Deeres,

Green grass a’growing,

Happy tears and happy years,

Oh, oh, oh, happy years.

Hey sweetie, let’s pack up the wagon,

Bring her blinky,

And don’t forget her pet dragon,

Happy years,

Yea, such happy years.

Sometimes these emotions a’showing,

Like a good soap opera,

The waterworks get a’going,

Need those silly ears and John Deeres,

Green grass a’growing,

Happy tears and happy years,

Oh, oh, oh, happy years.

Memories, those memories, days gone by,

Memories, those memories, of you and I,

Of you and I, I, I, I, I,

Happy tears,

Yea, have these happy tears.

Need those silly ears and John Deeres,

Green grass a’growing,

Happy tears and happy years,

Oh, oh, oh, happy years.

Damn these muscles,

Yea, they’re really sore,

Damn, this pain,

I hope this isn’t tore.

Damn this feeling,

Make it go away,

Damn these emotions,

Don’t make them stay.

Please don’t make them stay,

No, no, please go away.

Like doing taxes,

Or a root canal,

Like a spa day date,

With my best friend Al.

Oh yea,

It hurts my head like a day of math,

‘Cause a night with you is like,

Oh yes it’s like,

Diving head first in the ice bath.

So damn these aches,

And damn these pains,

Yea, damn these clouds,

And the summer rains.

Damn this girl,

I had about enough,

Damn this night,

It’s getting tough.

Yea, it’s getting tough,

It’s oh so rough.

‘Cause it’s like,

Doing taxes,

Or a root canal,

Like a spa day date,

With my best friend Al.

Oh yea,

It hurts my head like a day of math,

‘Cause a night with you is like,

Oh yes it’s like,

Diving head first in the ice bath.

Sub-zero,

Frozen solid,

Brain freeze,

Make it stop,

Pretty please.

Pretty please,

Pretty plea-ea-ea-ea-ease.

So damn these aches,

And damn these pains,

Yea, damn these clouds,

And the summer rains.

Damn this girl,

I had about enough,

Damn this night,

It’s getting tough.

Yea, it’s getting tough,

It’s oh so rough.

‘Cause it’s like,

Doing taxes,

Or a root canal,

Like a spa day date,

With my best friend Al.

Oh yea,

It hurts my head like a day of math,

‘Cause a night with you is like,

Oh yes it’s like,

Diving head first in the ice bath.

She gets a call from mama,

It’s a quarter past 3,

She says, what you doing honey,

Who you going to see,

Not that investment banker,

Is that who you want to be,

I met this cute firefighter,

He seems perfect to me.

When all is said and done you’ll see what I’m talkin’ about,

You got your head up north, but your heart down south.

You’re running to meetings,

You have none of the joy,

Of being a mother,

Having a girl and a boy,

You live without freedom,

That green stuff just a ploy.

When all is said and done you’ll see what I’m talkin’ about,

You got your head up north, but your heart down south,

Your head up north, but your heart down south.

You’re livin’ high in those clouds,

We miss you every day,

Yea don’t you know honey,

You’ll always have a place to stay,

Where our only stress is Friday night,

And the dogwoods bloom in May.

When all is said and done you’ll see what I’m talkin’ about,

You got your head up north, but your heart down south,

Your head up north, but your heart down south.

Now think it over honey,

Don’t get mad at me when I say,

That life is not what you need,

We’re just a quick flight away,

You’ll fish with dad at Indian Creek,

And go to church on Sunday.

When all is said and done you’ll see what I’m talkin’ about,

You got your head up north, but your heart down south,

Your head up north, but your heart down south, your heart down south.

I think this is the best day of life,

It’s like an episode of farmer needs a wife,

Met this cutie named Brie,

Damn, she’s got the right hips for me,

Her favorite John is a Deere,

And her favorite drink is a beer,

She told me she even knows how to wrestle a steer.

Some guys like cuties catching those largemouth bass,

But me, I like my honeys with hearts made of grass.

Those city gals ain’t all they cracked up to be,

Give me that country girl named Brie,

And if that girl can bail some hay,

She’s the one I’m gonna ask to stay,

All week, all, month, all year to start,

Even ‘til death do us part.

Some guys like cuties catching those largemouth bass,

But me, I like my honeys with hearts made of grass.

Bent, Bermuda, and maybe some Blue,

I’ll even take some wild fescue,

Sod and soil landscaped real nice,

Stealing that heart gonna’ feel like a heist.

Some guys like cuties catching those largemouth bass,

But me, I like my honeys with hearts made of grass.

Those city gals ain’t all they cracked up to be,

Give me that country girl named Brie,

And if that girl can bail some hay,

She’s the one I’m gonna ask to stay,

All week, all, month, all year to start,

Even ‘til death do us part.

Some guys like cuties catching those largemouth bass,

But me, I like my honeys with hearts made of grass.

Her favorite John is a Deere,

And her favorite drink is a beer,

She told me she even knows how to wrestle a steer,

Some guys like cuties catching those largemouth bass,

But me, I like my honeys with hearts made of grass.

Like skinny dippin’, and late-night whiskey sippin’,

Like berry pickin’, and honeycomb a lickin’,

Like that blue cypress a-callin’, and that birchwood a fallin’,

Like that hummingbird song, and that butterfly wing so long.

It’s like that jasmine scented kiss lying in bed,

Those honeysuckle memories in my head.

Like warm florida nights, and craft beer flights,

Like wildflower hair, and soft creamy skin so fair,

Like nectar so sweet, and honey blossoms to eat,

Like hypnotic melody, and pale blues looking up at me.

It’s like that jasmine scented kiss lying in bed,

Those honeysuckle memories in my head.

It’s like that jasmine scented kiss lying in bed,

Those honeysuckle memories in my head.

Like wind blown meadows, and those floral stilettos,

Like a summertime rain, and the farmhouse in Maine,

Like a cool menthol breeze, and an early mornin’ freeze,

Like an evergreen bloom, and roses filling up the room.

It’s like that jasmine scented kiss lying in bed,

Those honeysuckle memories in my head.

It’s like that jasmine scented kiss lying in bed,

Those honeysuckle memories in my head.

Like elysian fields, and fireside meals,

Like vanilla and cloves, and hidden treasure troves,

Like barefoot expeditions, and spring-rain premonitions.

Like the bright orange of dusk, and your intoxicating musk.

It’s like that jasmine scented kiss lying in bed,

Those honeysuckle memories in my head.

It’s like that jasmine scented kiss lying in bed,

Those honeysuckle memories in my head.

It’s your jasmine scented kiss lying in bed,

You’re the honeysuckle memories in my head.

I know that work’s got you stressed,

The bills might be piling up,

And your marriage may seem like a mess,

But you got a legacy before you,

Your princess has you forever blessed.

Squeeze them tight,

And hold them so close,

The biggest blessings in this world,

Are those you take for granted the most,

Yea, squeeze them tight tonight,

From north to south, and coast to coast.

For all you moms and dads out there,

Remember just three things.

She needs a hug in the morning,

Then a hug after lunch time,

Why don’t you add one more,

After reading that nursery rhyme,

When you get hugs three times a day,

Your life is doin’ just fine.

Hugs three times a day.

Hugs three times a day.

Hugs three times a day.

I know what you thinkin’,

You can’t get home at lunch time,

You gotta pay the rent,

You gotta earn them dimes,

But come on now,

Those TPS reports,

They’ll be just fine.

She needs a hug in the morning,

Then a hug after lunch time,

Why don’t you add one more,

After reading that nursery rhyme,

When you get hugs three times a day,

Your life is doin’ just fine.

Hugs three times a day.

Hugs three times a day.

Hugs three times a day.

Give her hugs three times a day,

Give him hugs three times a day,

Get on your knees, why don’t you pray,

You can forever give them hugs,

Three times a day,

Three times a day.

Squeeze them tight,

And hold them so close,

The biggest blessings in this world,

Are those you take for granted the most,

Yea, squeeze them tight tonight,

From north to south, and coast to coast.

She needs a hug in the morning,

Then a hug after lunch time,

Why don’t you add one more,

After reading that nursery rhyme,

When you get hugs three times a day,

Your life is doin’ just fine.

Hugs three times a day.

Hugs three times a day.

Hugs three times a day.

I may forgive, but I’ll never forget,

Never forget.

Been ten years and these scars haven’t healed,

You know my stance, you know how I feel,

I’m a god fearing man who’s as flawed as they get,

Yea, I may forgive, but I’ll never forget,

No, no, never forget.

Forget about you, forget about it,

Forget about those nights, forget about that trip,

Forget about your touch, forget about Savannah,

Forget about your breath, forget about Montana.

Don’t forget about you, I’m sure you forgot about me,

But that’s ok, I’m blind and you are clear to see,

Strumming my guitar, sitting here all alone,

Your voice is calling out, but nobody’s on the phone.

Been ten years and these scars haven’t healed,

You know my stance, you know how I feel,

I’m a god fearing man who’s as flawed as they get,

Yea, I may forgive, but I’ll never forget,

No, no, never forget.

I won’t forget about seeing those bison roam,

I won’t forget about that late night moan,

Who can forget those nights under the stars,

Who can forget all these little scars.

Under my skin and in my head,

Like a torture device, blood poisoned by lead,

I can’t believe how you did me wrong,

I can’t believe I had to write this song,

Forget about you, forget about it,

Forget about those nights, forget about that trip,

No, I’ll never forget.

Been ten years and these scars haven’t healed,

You know my stance, you know how I feel,

I’m a god fearing man who’s as flawed as they get,

Yea, I may forgive, but I’ll never forget,

No, no, never forget.

You’re under my skin and in my head,

Like a torture device, blood poisoned by lead,

No, I’ll never forget.

Never forget about you,

No, I’ll never forget about you,

Did you forget about me,

I didn’t forget about you.

Been ten years and these scars haven’t healed,

You know my stance, you know how I feel,

I’m a god fearing man who’s as flawed as they get,

Yea, I may forgive, but I’ll never forget,

No, no, never forget.

I may forgive, but I’ll never forget,

Forgive, forgive, forgive,

But never forget,

No, no, never forget.

The sun, yea it’s done some damage,

Damn girl, it’s done it’s thing,

I can see you turnin’ colors by the minute,

Lookin’ so cute in that yellow dress,

I can see you in the two-way mirror,

I can see you got on that ring.

That meant so much to be baby,

I got something I gotta confess,

So let me get it off my chest.

Been two hundred twenty three days,

Been two hundred twenty three ways,

I miss you,

I miss you,

I miss that freckle face.

I miss you,

I miss you,

Can’t nobody take your place,

You’re my freckle face.

I miss that freckle face.

Each spot shows you are an angel,

You were put here by the lord above,

He’s got a plan for you now baby,

The only thing that keeps us apart,

Is our unconditional love.

No matter what,

It’s forever,

I love you,

I love you,

You were put here by the lord above.

Been two hundred twenty three days,

Been two hundred twenty three ways,

I miss you,

I miss you,

I miss that freckle face.

I miss you,

I miss you,

Can’t nobody take your place,

You’re my freckle face.

I miss that freckle face.

I love you,

I love you,

You were put here by the lord above,

To be my freckle face.

Been two hundred twenty three days,

Been two hundred twenty three ways,

I miss you,

I miss you,

I miss that freckle face.

You were put here by the lord above,

To be my freckle face.

Can’t nobody take your place,

You’re my freckle face.

I miss that freckle face.

Call heads or tails,

I win both ways,

Sitting out on my front porch,

I’m out here catching some rays.

Soaking in all life has to offer,

And then some more to boot,

I got all I need here baby,

Yea I got me some loot.

You can look up above,

The sun ain’t all you can see,

Yea the heavens above baby,

Are where you and me gonna’ be.

And that’s why.

You can have my things,

Upgrade to a double wide,

Hell, burn all them pictures,

‘Cause I’m takin’ it in stride,

Because we both know where we’ve been,

And where we are goin’,

I’ll see you on the other side.

I got both sides buttered,

Yea, I win both ways,

So flip it on over,

I got all I need here for days.

My fishin’ pole’s ready,

Yea I’m headed on out,

There’s so many more in the creek,

Some bass and some trout.

So damn girl, can’t you see why.

You can have my things,

Upgrade to a double wide,

Hell, burn all them pictures,

‘Cause I’m takin’ it in stride,

Because we both know where we’ve been,

And where we are goin’,

I’ll see you on the other side.

Yea both know where we’ve been,

And where we are goin’,

I’ll see you on the other side.

I ain’t ready for the other side,

No, I ain’t ready for the other side,

The other side.

When you get there,

Why don’t you save me a spot,

That sandy white beach,

A lot of time we sure got,

On the other side.

Yea, a lot of time we sure got,

On the other side.

Yea both know where we’ve been,

And where we are goin’,

I’ll see you on the other side.

You can have my things,

Upgrade to a double wide,

Hell, burn all them pictures,

‘Cause I’m takin’ it in stride,

Because we both know where we’ve been,

And where we are goin’,

I’ll see you on the other side.

Some things in the universe they are known,

Some are proven, yea they might be shown,

But I’ll tell you something you may not know,

There’s a force out there, yea, it’s lying low,

And it’s not anything that a man can describe,

It’s just something you have to feel, yea, feel alive.

‘Cause when you’re out there living for today,

You know what I’m talking about, you know what I’m gonna say,

Like two poles attracting in the night,

You don’t know what it is, but it just feels all right,

Yea, you don’t know what it is, try and try you might.

It can make years and years feel like days,

It can turn cloudy skies into sun rays,

It can make an open field feel like a maze,

Love, yea, love, it works in mysterious ways.

You can hire a detective to crack the case,

But they’ll never get close, never get a taste,

‘Cause this force it’s always on the run,

It’s playing games with you, just having fun,

And the only thing you can ever be sure,

Is that it will spin you round and round three times or four.

Round and round you go,

And where you stop, don’t anyone know,

Can be on the mountain top or the shore,

Can be at heaven’s gate or death’s door,

But you are together now, with your best friend,

It’s love that always lasts, yea it will never end.

It can make years and years feel like days,

It can turn cloudy skies into sun rays,

It can make an open field feel like a maze,

Love, yea, love, it works in mysterious ways.

It works in mysterious ways,

Yea, it works in mysterious ways.

But I’ll tell you what’s not a mystery,

How much I love you,

Yea, how much you mean to me,

No, it’s not a mystery baby.

It can make years and years feel like days,

It can turn cloudy skies into sun rays,

It can make an open field feel like a maze,

Love, yea, love, it works in mysterious ways.

Some things in the universe they are known,

Some are proven, yea they might be shown,

But I’ll tell you something you may not know,

There’s a force out there, yea, it’s lying low,

And it’s not anything that a man can describe,

It’s just something you have to feel, yea, feel alive.

It can make years and years feel like days,

It can turn cloudy skies into sun rays,

It can make an open field feel like a maze,

Love, yea, love, it works in mysterious ways.

It works in mysterious ways,

Yea, it works in mysterious ways.

It’s a short trip to bed,

And a long trip to Kansas,

It’s a smooth night sky,

And a rough road ahead.

The dirt’s turnin’ red,

Yea, this moon’s bloody tonight,

So make up your mind,

I’ll take the short trip to bed.

That Wichita wind’s got you twisting and turning,

It’s not what you need, I don’t care what she said,

I need you to blow back to me,

On these high plains a driftin’,

It’s a long long night,

And a rough road ahead.

The dirt’s turnin’ red,

Yea, this moon’s bloody tonight,

So make up your mind,

I’ll take the short trip to bed.

We can work it on out,

On this short trip ahead,

This short trip to bed.

That tractor is pullin’ heavy,

And this Kentucky blue almost dead,

Brown like the old fishin hole ,

The nightmare of our dreams,

It’s a long long night,

And a rough road ahead.

The dirt’s turnin’ red,

Yea, this moon’s bloody tonight,

So make up your mind,

I’ll take the short trip to bed.

We can work it on out,

On this short trip ahead,

This short trip to bed.

It’s a short trip to bed,

And a long trip to Kansas,

Yea, that Wichita wind’s got you twisting and turning,

But we can work it on out,

On this short trip ahead,

This short trip to bed.

You’re the one that I need,

On this short trip ahead,

This short trip to bed.

This fork in the road up ahead,

Take the right side,

Pull on over,

It’s a short trip to bed.

The dirt’s turnin’ red,

Yea, this moon’s bloody tonight,

So make up your mind,

I’ll take the short trip to bed.

We can work it on out,

On this short trip ahead,

This short trip to bed.

Summer fireflies and clear blue skies,

Looking deep into those hazel eyes,

Charcoal smell burns the air,

Cotton candy at the county fair,

White sand washed away,

But in my mind you will always stay,

23 and will always be,

The one that was meant for me.

Oh thinking about them glory days,

For you it just may fade,

But for me the feeling’s like yesterday,

Memories of drinking handles,

With our little spaniel by our side,

Floppy ears and that smile oh so wide,

Jack Daniels and toy spaniels by and by,

Jack Daniels and toy spaniels for all-time.

Got on those little daisy dukes,

That sundress looking oh so cute,

Swimming in that mountain stream,

So close I can see every seem,

Heavy air filling our lungs,

Your wet lips and your tongue.

Oh thinking about them glory days,

For you it just may fade,

But for me the feeling’s like yesterday,

Memories of drinking handles,

With our little spaniel by our side,

Floppy ears and that smile oh so wide,

Jack Daniels and toy spaniels by and by,

Jack Daniels and toy spaniels for all-time.

That cabin in the woods,

That little shop with the goods,

That taste of huckleberry,

That sweet pie filled with cherry,

That fresh catch on the fire,

Those nights we never tire.

Oh thinking about them glory days,

For you it just may fade,

But for me the feeling’s like yesterday,

Memories of drinking handles,

With our little spaniel by our side,

Floppy ears and that smile oh so wide,

Jack Daniels and toy spaniels by and by,

Jack Daniels and toy spaniels for all-time.

That cabin in the woods,

That little shop with the goods,

That taste of huckleberry,

That sweet pie filled with cherry,

That fresh catch on the fire,

Those nights we never tire.

Oh thinking about them glory days,

For you it just may fade,

But for me the feeling’s like yesterday,

Memories of drinking handles,

With our little spaniel by our side,

Floppy ears and that smile oh so wide,

Jack Daniels and toy spaniels by and by,

Jack Daniels and toy spaniels for all-time.

Last call for Austin,

These doors about to close,

You about to turn down that nose,

Get that boarding pass open,

You’re about to get ropin’,

That prime steer is near,

So you better use that clear.

It’s the last call for Austin,

Get out of Boston,

Move that stiff upper lip,

On this short trip,

Come get that white oak,

And a little toke,

Of that brisket smoke.

It’s time for some southern charm,

Ditching that fleece for this stetson do you no harm,

This lone star is never too far,

Some good whiskey at a sixth street bar,

Got in that longhorn state of mind,

You about to learn about another kind of blind.

It’s the last call for Austin,

Get out of Boston,

Move that stiff upper lip,

On this short trip,

Come get that white oak,

And a little toke,

Of that brisket smoke.

Last call for Austin,

These doors about to close,

You about to turn down that nose,

Get that boarding pass open,

You’re about to get ropin’,

That prime steer is near,

So you better use that clear.

It’s the last call for Austin,

Get out of Boston,

Move that stiff upper lip,

On this short trip,

Come get that white oak,

And a little toke,

Of that brisket smoke.

It’s the last call for Austin,

Get out of Boston,

Move that stiff upper lip,

On this short trip,

Come get that white oak,

And a little toke,

Of that brisket smoke.

Limonada,

Your breath,

Your skin.

Limonada,

The heavens,

The wind.

Limonada,

Served up,

Served neat.

Limonada,

So sugary sweet.

When you can’t go no more,

When the rain it starts to pour,

Just take a sip,

Let it touch your lips,

Limonada.

Yea, limonada.

Limonada,

That touch,

That feel.

Limonada,

That bitter lemon peel.

Limonada,

I hear,

I see.

Limonada,

Way up in the tree.

When you can’t go no more,

When the rain it starts to pour,

Just take a sip,

Let it touch your lips,

Limonada.

Yea, limonada,

Yea, limonada.

When you can’t go no more,

When the rain it starts to pour,

Just take a sip,

Let it touch your lips,

Limonada.

I hear,

Yea, I see,

That limonada is you,

And it’s me.

That bitter and sweet,

Blooming in spring,

Melting in that summer heat.

It’s you, it’s me,

Limonada.

When you can’t go no more,

When the rain it starts to pour,

Just take a sip,

Let it touch your lips,

Limonada.

We were on the old beat up road,

Engine ‘bout to give on up,

But damn my fortune changed,

Damn, I was in for some luck.

Etched in my memory like a laser beam,

When I learned there was an I and you,

When we became a team.

That local radio on,

Don’t touch that dial,

The wind blowin’ your hair,

And that big white smile.

Those three words sealed our fate,

Rolling down the interstate,

At mile marker 32.

Yea I love you,

Mile marker 32,

Mile marker 32-ew-ew-ew-ew,

Mile marker 32.

We were rolling down that beat up road,

Yea, it seemed for hours and hours,

I was floating through the air,

Flying by all them country towers.

It was when I knew you were the one,

When our life was gonna’ start,

Yea, we start racing towards the sun.

That local radio on,

Don’t touch that dial,

The wind blowin’ your hair,

And that big white smile.

Those three words sealed our fate,

Rolling down the interstate,

At mile marker 32.

Yea I love you,

Mile marker 32,

Mile marker 32-ew-ew-ew-ew,

Mile marker 32.

Yea I could see that big white smile,

Rolling down that beat up road,

For miles and miles.

At mile marker 32,

Just me and you,

32-ew-ew,

Mile marker 32.

I’m not comin’ back from Alabama,

I’m not gonna’ see you no more,

Yes, I’m leavin’ for good,

I’m not comin’ through that door.

I’m not comin’ back from Alabama,

I’m not gonna’ see you no more,

You ran one on in,

But now I’m about to even up the score.

I’m not comin’ back from Alabama,

Adios to all the pain,

All I see is sunshine,

And you bring me rain.

I’m not comin’ back,

No never comin’ back through that door.

I’m not comin’ back from Alabama,

This Birmingham boy is long gone,

Yes, I’m leavin’ for good,

Leavin’ you with this sad song.

I’m not comin’ back,

No never comin’ back through that door.

Yes, this Birmingham boy is long long gone.

I’m not comin’ back,

Just leavin’ you with this sad song.

So adios to all the pain,

All I see is sunshine,

And you bring me rain.

So I am long gone,

Long long gone.

I’m not comin’ back from Alabama,

These girls round here know a thing or two,

They have me seein’ green,

You leave me feelin’ blue.

I’m not comin’ back,

Just leavin’ you with this sad song.

So adios to all the pain,

All I see is sunshine,

And you bring me rain.

So I am long gone,

Long long gone.

I’m not comin’ back from Alabama,

I’m not gonna’ see you no more,

Yes, I’m leavin’ for good,

I’m not comin’ through that door.

Pray at least once a day,

Play under the sunny rays,

Pay respects to those who paved the way.

Pray, Play, Pay.

I young man asked me for some life advice,

Why are you always smiling,

Why are you always acting so nice,

I said listen young fella,

Let me set the record straight,

Life’s too short, all we got is faith,

The water’s warm, so pick up some bait,

Learn about your past, it’s never too late.

We’re all getting closer to that judgment day,

Tick, tick, tick, so listen when I say,

Feed those hummingbirds in the month of May,

Get that motor running out there on the bay,

Listen to those war stories and make sure you stay.

Pray, Play, Pay.

The young man wasn’t nearly so sure,

How can you be so optimistic,

There’s so much evil at our door,

I said listen young fella,

Let me tell you a few more things,

Even in the darkness, the nightingale sings,

Even in despair, the church bell rings,

Even in the dirt, the gold will bling.

I’ll say it again, let’s get it straight,

Life’s too short, all we got is faith,

The water’s warm, so pick up some bait,

Learn about your past, it’s never too late.

Pray, Play, Pay.

The young man seemed to come around,

There was a moment of silence,

Then the following sound,

I think I’m going start to make hay,

That means praying at least once a day,

Getting outside and playing under them sunny rays,

And paying my respects to those who paved the way.

We’re all getting closer to that judgment day,

Tick, tick, tick, so listen when I say,

Pray, Play, Pay.

Pray at least once a day,

Play under the sunny rays,

Pay respects to those who paved the way.

We’re all getting closer to that judgment day,

Tick, tick, tick, so listen when I say,

Pray, Play, Pay,

Pray, Play, Pay,

Pray, Play, Pay.

I thought you’d be the only one, the rest of my life,

I thought I’d be your man, you’d be my wife,

I thought you’d be my spring, my summer and fall,

I thought I’d be your Oasis in the desert, your Wanderwall.

Yea, I thought this truck would be running strong,

Yea, I thought I’d be everything right, never do no wrong,

Yea, I thought I’d be everything right, never do no wrong.

I thought I’d be your light, lead the way out through the dark,

But you turned around, put my heart in park,

Yea, you turned around, put my heart in park.

I thought and thought and thought and thought,

While you wrought and wrought and wrought and wrought,

Damn your plan didn’t even need a spark,

You just turned around, put my heart in park.

Yea, you just turned around, put my heart in park.

We been through so much, can’t give up now,

It’s not time for a curtain call, not takin’ no bow,

You see that hill up over the bend,

This heart’ in 4-wheel drive, it’s on the mend.

‘Cause I think you’re off your game, you missed the mark,

When you turned around, and put my heart in park,

Yea, you just really missed the mark,

When you turned around, put my heart in park.

Please just take this heart out of park,

Yea, please take this heart out of park,

Out of park.

You just really missed the mark,

When you turned around, put my heart in park.

I thought you’d be the only one, the rest of my life,

I thought I’d be your man, you’d be my wife,

I thought you’d be my spring, my summer and fall,

I thought I’d be your Oasis in the desert, your Wanderwall.

Yea, I thought this truck would be running strong,

Yea, I thought I’d be everything right, never do no wrong,

Yea, I thought I’d be everything right, never do no wrong.

I thought I’d be your light, lead the way out through the dark,

But you turned around, put my heart in park,

Yea, you turned around, put my heart in park.

Please just take this heart out of park,

Yea, please take this heart out of park,

Out of park.

You just really missed the mark,

When you turned around, put my heart in park.

Raquel, Raquel,

It was going so well,

Until that night in Cartagena,

Spoiled by that mestiza reina.

It was the night we fell,

From that spanish mission bell,

It was the night it came crumbling down, oh well.

Raquel, Raquel,

If by now you couldn’t tell,

It was just one night in Cartagena,

You’re my one and only reina.

Raquel, Raquel,

I was tempted by the gates of hell,

On that spanish mission bell,

But you’ll never forgive this son of a gun, oh well.

Raquel, Raquel,

If only I could sell,

Some shiny new spin,

About the situation I’m in,

All would be well.

From the night in Cartagena,

Caused by that brown eyed vieja,

You’re my one and only reina.

If only you’d listen to me,

And this story I’m trying to sell,

Oh well.

Raquel, Raquel,

It was going so well,

Until that night in Cartagena,

You’re my one and only reina.

If only you’d listen to me,

And this story I’m trying to sell,

Oh well.

Raquel, Raquel,

If only you would see,

She meant nothing to me,

It was just one night in Cartagena,

You’re my one and only reina.

Oh well, oh well,

It’s over Raquel,

From that night in Cartagena,

Caused by that brown eyed vieja.

Oh well, oh well,

It’s over Raquel,

From that night in Cartagena,

Caused by that brown eyed vieja.

There ain’t no new spin,

To change the situation I’m in,

It’s over Raquel, oh well.

If I could see your heartbeat,

Hear what makes you tick,

Being so far from you,

Baby it makes me sick,

If I could see your thoughts,

Make our minds in sync,

Feel when you move,

Flinch when you blink,

If only I could move these mountains,

These streams and lakes between us,

Shrink these long roads,

Turn the earth into dust.

We don’t need the far side of the moon,

Me and you will be together real soon,

If only I could remote view into you.

If I could have anything,

It would be these powers,

Smell every minute,

Taste every hour,

If I could be anything,

It would be right there with you,

And see everything,

This shouldn’t be anything new,

If I could do anything,

You know what that is,

Hold you so tight,

Embrace you with a sweet kiss.

We don’t need the far side of the moon,

Me and you will be together real soon,

If only I could remote view into you.

If I could go anywhere,

The world at my feet,

I’d be on my way to you,

In that window seat,

If I could see anywhere,

Seven wonders take my pick,

The wonder inside of you,

See our little girl kick,

If I could be anywhere,

Super bowl I have my choice,

Ain’t nothing more super,

Then hearing your voice.

We don’t need the far side of the moon,

Me and you will be together real soon,

If only I could remote view into you.

If I could learn teleportation,

If I could tame this temptation,

If I could get an elucidation,

If I could hear that palpitation,

If I could have anything,

It would be these powers,

Smell every minute,

Taste every hour,

If I could see your heartbeat,

Hear what makes you tick,

Being so far from you,

Baby it makes me sick.

We don’t need the far side of the moon,

Me and you will be together real soon,

If only I could remote view into you.

Twenty feet back I’m right behind,

Just had that fish with a hint of some lime,

Red bathing suit we bought here last week,

Let me get closer and get me a peak,

Right, left, front, back, up, and down,

Got me dreamin’ of you in a wedding gown.

Take off that mask and that fin,

I need that saltwater taste of your skin,

Ten feet back I’m closing on in,

Can’t wait for that saltwater taste of your skin.

Salt just doesn’t stick to a shiny rim,

Sometimes it sticks to some sunkissed skin,

Yea, sometimes it sticks to some sunkissed skin.

Take off that mask and that fin,

I need that saltwater taste of your skin,

Five feet back I’m closing on in,

Can’t wait for that saltwater taste of your skin.

Salt just doesn’t melt some ice,

Sometimes it melts on your skin so nice,

Yea, sometimes it melts on your skin so nice.

Take off that mask and that fin,

I need that saltwater taste of your skin,

Three feet back I’m closing on in,

Can’t wait for that saltwater taste of your skin.

I’ve got your back, yea I’m right behind,

Just had that fish with a hint of some lime,

Red bathing suit we bought here last week,

Let me get closer and get me a peak,

Right, left, front, back, up, and down,

Got me dreamin’ of you in a wedding gown.

Take off that mask and that fin,

I need that saltwater taste of your skin,

One foot back, I’ve closed on in,

Now let me taste that saltwater on your beautiful skin.

Salt just doesn’t stick to a shiny rim,

Sometimes it sticks to some sunkissed skin,

Yea, sometimes it sticks to some sunkissed skin.

Salt just doesn’t melt some ice,

Sometimes it melts on your skin so nice,

Yea, sometimes it melts on your skin so nice.

Take off that mask and that fin,

I need that saltwater taste of your skin,

One foot back, I’ve closed on in,

Now let me taste that saltwater on your beautiful skin.

Sit down, this gonna be hard to take,

I gotta be real with you,

Let’s stop being so fake,

You were my high school crush,

The one I adore,

But it’s gone, gone, gone,

I don’t love you no more,

No, I don’t love you no more,

So don’t get up, I’m walkin’ out the door.

We spent all of our time wading in these tears,

Splashing around the creak,

That salty water mixin’ with our fears,

But we were so blind, blind, blind,

About what was happening to us,

We were getting beat up so good,

We were adding so much rust.

We were so blind, blind, blind,

Adding so much rust.

So sit down, this gonna be hard to take,

I gotta be real with you,

Let’s stop being so fake,

You were my high school crush,

The one I adore,

But it’s gone, gone, gone,

I don’t love you no more,

No, I don’t love you no more,

So don’t get up, I’m walkin’ out the door.

I know this ain’t what you were expecting to hear,

But this is for the best baby,

We’ve been all well done, had ourselves a good sear,

But we were so blind, blind, blind,

About what was happening to us,

We were getting beat up so good,

We were adding so much rust.

We were so blind, blind, blind,

Adding so much rust.

So sit down, this gonna be hard to take,

I gotta be real with you,

Let’s stop being so fake,

You were my high school crush,

The one I adore,

But it’s gone, gone, gone,

I don’t love you no more,

No, I don’t love you no more,

So don’t get up, I’m walkin’ out the door.

Sit down, this gonna be hard to take,

And don’t get up when I’m out that door.

Sit on down,

Let’s stop being so fake,

I don’t love you no more.

I’m out that door,

So sit on down.

So sit down, this gonna be hard to take,

I gotta be real with you,

Let’s stop being so fake,

You were my high school crush,

The one I adore,

But it’s gone, gone, gone,

I don’t love you no more,

No, I don’t love you no more,

So don’t get up, I’m walkin’ out the door.

It’s 9pm been a hell of a day,

You’re all alone,

But so many miles away,

What can I do,

What can I say,

You’re all that I need,

It will be ok.

Boots are for soldiers,

And helmets for batters,

Suits for lab workers,

And those climbing those ladders.

But capes are for heroes with a hell of a view,

And slippers are for princesses like you.

Yea, capes are for heroes with a hell of a view,

And slippers are for princesses like you.

Skies are for dreamers,

And wells are for wishers,

Paris for lovers,

And those first-time kissers.

But capes are for heroes with a hell of a view,

And slippers are for princesses like you.

Yea, capes are for heroes with a hell of a view,

And slippers are for princesses like you.

It’s 9pm been a hell of a day,

You’re all alone,

But so many miles away,

What can I do,

What can I say,

You’re all that I need,

It will be ok.

Boots are for soldiers,

And helmets for batters,

Suits for lab workers,

And those climbing those ladders.

But capes are for heroes with a hell of a view,

And slippers are for princesses like you.

Yea capes are for heroes with a hell of a view,

And slippers are for princesses like you.

It’s 9pm been a hell of a day,

You’re all alone,

But so many miles away,

What can I do,

What can I say,

You’re all that I need,

It will be ok.

Skies are for dreamers,

And wells are for wishers,

Paris for lovers,

And those first-time kissers.

But capes are for heroes with a hell of a view,

And slippers are for princesses like you,

Yea, slippers are for princesses like you,

We need some more princesses like you.

It’s that golden hour, I’ll meet you in the jeep,

We’ll be at that field soon now baby,

You can lay on my shoulder, catch up on some beauty sleep,

I want to see those pretty little pastel colors, lighting up the lens,

Yea, I want to see that smile on your face soon baby,

When you’re feeding the horses and the hens.

The spring has sprung on this sunworn vista, sweet nectar in the air,

You tell me hey put the top down baby,

You’re hair blowing in the wind without a care,

Every corner of this town is glistening, with your effervescent glow,

Let’s repeat this trip tomorrow and then the next day,

I can do this one hundred days in a row.

Come in close,

And I’ll tell you something you may already know,

When I close my eyes and pray,

I see me,

I see you,

I see those sunflower fields in May-ay-ay,

Those sunflower fields in May.

I’ll plant some seeds in every place we visit,

Yea, they will follow us wherever we may go,

Those blowing winds of the prairie,

Will take us from Kansas to Idaho,

They’ll be like mementos of our growing family,

Only two months more until you start to show.

Every corner of this country is glistening, with your effervescent glow,

Let’s repeat this trip tomorrow and then the next day,

I can do this one hundred days in a row.

Come in close,

And I’ll tell you something you may already know,

When I close my eyes and pray,

I see me,

I see you,

I see those sunflower fields in May-ay-ay,

Those sunflower fields in May.

Some say that June can’t come soon enough,

But I’ll take my sunflower fields in May.

Yea, some say that June can’t come soon enough,

But I’ll take my sunflower fields in May.

Just me,

Just you,

And those sunflower fields in May-ay-ay,

In May-ay-ay-ay,

Sunflower fields in May.

When I close my eyes and pray,

I see those sunflower fields in May.

That westerly wind blows across our mast,

That easterly wind comes at us too fast,

We sail to the north for our summertime nest,

We sail to the south for that wintertime rest,

It’s that Caliban image that keeps us awake,

And that magical spirit that says what’s at stake,

We toss and we turn away in the night,

We flutter and move just like a kite,

Our bluster and fluster has no respite,

To stop that eruption try as we might.

We’re like fire and brimstone,

When left on our own,

We’re like roses and feathers,

When we are together,

A vortex of friction,

A storm of contradiction,

In despair and in pernicious hour,

The tempest of love shows its power.

We’re like thunder and lighting,

When apart it is frightening,

We’re like cuddles and kisses,

When embraced with the misses,

A whirlpool of friction,

A stirring contradiction,

In despair and in pernicious hour,

The tempest of love shows its power.

In despair and in pernicious hour,

The tempest of love shows its power.

We sail to the north for our summertime nest,

We sail to the south for that wintertime rest,

We toss and we turn away in the night,

We flutter and move just like a kite,

Our bluster and fluster has no respite,

To stop that eruption try as we might.

We’re like fire and brimstone,

When left on our own,

We’re like roses and feathers,

When we are together,

A vortex of friction,

A storm of contradiction,

In despair and in pernicious hour,

The tempest of love shows its power.

In despair and in pernicious hour,

The tempest of love shows its power.

That night in Panama City,

You, her, a chevy, and Conway Twitty,

Back in ’73,

Oh what a time to be.

Those years gone by,

Damn do they fly,

Back in ’73,

Oh what a time to be.

Alive and free in the USA,

Livin’ them glory days,

At the drive-in watching Linda Blair,

Damn, they had a scare,

Holdin’ hands cruisin’ on their date,

And the only demons,

Were them Dodges on 98.

Eatin’ some of that American pie,

Took their chevy to the levee but it wasn’t dry,

Full of love and those good times,

What a time to be alive.

That night in Panama City,

You, her, a chevy, and Conway Twitty,

Back in ’73,

Oh what a time to be.

Those years gone by,

Damn do they fly,

Back in ’73,

Oh what a time to be.

Cause that night in Panama City,

You, her, a chevy, and Conway Twitty

Back in ’73,

Oh what a time to be.

Young and blessed,

Full of tender-hearted happiness,

Saturdays with the bear and joe pa,

Sundays with their grandma,

But they’ll always have that one kiss,

That first moment of bliss.

You know that night in Panama City,

You, her, a chevy, and Conway Twitty,

Back in ’73,

Oh what a time to be.

Those years gone by,

Damn do they fly,

Back in ’73,

Oh what a time to be.

Cause that night in Panama City,

You, her, a chevy, and Conway Twitty

Back in ’73,

Oh what a time to be.

Like that light chirp of the Robin on the cypress tree,

Like that bright poppy glow down in Longboat Key,

Like that sting of the chile on a chef’s hand,

Like that bling of the ruby poking out from the sand,

Like that best stingray with the leather seats,

Like that crest of the flame warming up your feet.

You know my heart will always skip a beat,

When the only thing in my sight,

Is that red haired raven under the blue of the moonlight.

Like that vibrant hue of the lobster bake,

Like that silent view of the sunset on the lake,

Like that peak of ripeness of the ruby cherry,

Like that sleek flesh of the oh so sweet berry.

You know my heart will always skip a beat,

When the only thing in my sight,

Is that red haired raven under the blue of the moonlight.

Like that case of bud sitting in the backyard,

Like that ace of hearts on my card,

Like that koi swimming in the peaceful pond,

Like that toy firetruck that you were so fond,

You know my heart will always skip a beat,

When the only thing in my sight,

Is that red haired raven under the blue of the moonlight,

That red haired raven under the blue of the moonlight.

Like that crisp scarlet sage in the spring air,

Like that mist over the carnations at the county fair,

Like that float made of roses over in LA,

Like that coat you wore last Valentines Day,

You know my heart will always skip a beat,

When the only thing in my sight,

Is that red haired raven under the blue of the moonlight.

You know my heart will always skip a beat,

When the only thing in my sight,

Is that red haired raven under the blue of the moonlight,

That haired raven under the blue of the moonlight.

Those blue skies are right ahead, I see it clearing up,

I see you stuck in your bed, you need some cheering up,

Much of it is in your head, let me hop in my truck,

I packed up with me some lead, bagged us a nice big juicy duck.

These storm clouds are hoverin’ round,

And that man left you feelin’ down,

But the rain will wain and the pain.

Those rain clouds are almost gone, ain’t we havin’ us some luck,

The sunshine will be with us at dawn, gonna clear up all this muck,

Got that smoker fired up on your lawn, gonna cook us up this duck,

You may feel like a real sad song, but your life it doesn’t suck.

These storm clouds are hoverin’ round,

And that man left you feelin’ down,

But the rain will wain and the pain,

Yea the rain will wain and the pain.

They say that rain hurts our bones and our joints,

But it’s not where the evidence I have right now points,

Gotta get you up out of that bed,

Tequila shots to clear up your head,

Dance until you’re seeing red,

The rain will wain and the pain.

These storm clouds are hoverin’ round,

And that man left you feelin’ down,

But the rain will wain and the pain,

Yea the rain will wain and the pain.

Gotta get you livin’ life half-full,

Gotta get you livin’ in sunny skies,

Gotta get you ridin’ a bull,

Yea, when these storm clouds are hoverin’ round,

And that man left you feelin’ down,

Gotta get you on a bull,

Get you on a bull.

This cowboy’s got this medicine,

No need to call your next of kin,

Like dynamite to oxygen,

That sun will come in for the win,

The rain will wain and the pain.

These storm clouds are hoverin’ round,

And that man left you feelin’ down,

But the rain will wain and the pain,

Yea the rain will wain and the pain.

The earth, the moon, the stars in the sky,

All the planets aligned, yea they’re aligned,

Call it fate, call it destiny,

Got it sealed and signed, sealed and signed.

When you are here in my arms,

It’s only a matter of time, a matter of time,

The light from above,

It will be a sign, be a sign.

This moment with you.

It’s not forever,

No it’s not, no it’s not,

But this instant right now,

We gotta give it all it’s got, all it’s got,

You got me in your arms,

And I got you too, got you too,

I can’t ever let go,

This moment, this moment, with you.

They say I got you under my spell,

But it’s never enough, no never enough,

But sometimes I have to admit,

Leavin’ you is tough, yea it’s tough.

Need this moment with you.

It’s not forever,

No it’s not, no it’s not,

But this instant right now,

We gotta give it all it’s got, all it’s got,

You got me in your arms,

And I got you too, got you too,

I can’t ever let go,

This moment, this moment, with you.

I remember the day we met,

I’ll never be the same, no never the same,

You were sitting there at the bar,

And I asked your name, asked your name.

Never thought that would lead,

To this moment with you.

It’s not forever,

No it’s not, no it’s not,

But this instant right now,

We gotta give it all it’s got, all it’s got,

You got me in your arms,

And I got you too, got you too,

I can’t ever let go,

This moment, this moment, with you.

I can’t ever let go,

This moment, this moment, with you.

This moment with you.

Everything just stops in mid-air,

The toast’s a burnin’,

But I just don’t care,

All my stress is suddenly gone,

Your eyes lock on mine,

Like a Tim McGraw song.

I have to leave in a few,

But let’s put life on pause,

Let’s watch the mornin’ dew,

We can live tomorrow today,

I won’t go, I will always stay,

Hours feel like minutes for me too,

‘Cause time rolls on slower with you.

The wind whistles a sweet tune,

Doo, dee, dee, dee, doo, doo, doo,

And the sunflowers bloom early in June,

Hours feel like minutes for me too,

‘Cause time rolls on slower with you,

Yea, time rolls on slower with you.

Time rolls on and on and on,

But with you around,

Not a minute is gone,

So please, please, just stay around,

Baby, I need you around,

‘Cause time rolls on slower with you,

Yea, time rolls on slower with you.

I have to leave in a few,

But let’s put life on pause,

Let’s watch the mornin’ dew,

We can live tomorrow today,

I won’t go, I will always stay,

Yea, I will always stay.

‘Cause time rolls on slower with you,

Yea, time rolls on slower with you.

The wind whistles a sweet tune,

Doo, dee, dee, dee, doo, doo, doo,

And the sunflowers bloom early in June,

Hours feel like minutes for me too,

‘Cause time rolls on slower with you,

Yea, time rolls on slower with you.

Time rolls on and on and on,

But with you around,

Not a minute is gone,

So please, please, just stay around,

Baby, I need you around,

‘Cause time rolls on slower with you,

Yea, time rolls on slower with you,

‘Cause time rolls on slower with you,

Yea, time rolls on slower with you.

I know I can sometimes be a jerk,

Yea, I know I can be a bit rough,

And I might need a little work.

But you ain’t much better my dear,

I know this ain’t what you expected,

No, not what you wanted to hear.

But I got you home from the shop,

With my knife in hand,

Flat on the butcher’s block.

I hope you got that skirt on tight,

‘ Cause here we go,

Gonna’ start this cookin’ show.

You can feel it, but it don’t hurt,

The bad parts are gone,

Now we can go on for long,

That’s why I’m trimmin’,

I’m trimmin’ up this skirt.

Yea, the bad parts are gone,

So we can go on real long,

I’m trimmin’, trimmin’ up this skirt.

I got at least an inch I think,

Now wash the blood stained board,

And knife in the sink.

We can have a fresh new start,

Don’t make me cut more,

Get right out to the heart.

I hope you got that skirt on tight,

‘ Cause here we go,

Gonna’ start this cookin’ show.

You can feel it, but it don’t hurt,

The bad parts are gone,

Now we can go on for long,

That’s why I’m trimmin’,

I’m trimmin’ up this skirt.

Yea, the bad parts are gone,

So we can go on real long,

I’m trimmin’, trimmin’ up this skirt.

The grill is on,

Propane lasts all night long,

So put on your favorite song.

Yea, put on your favorite song.

‘Cause I trimmed up that skirt,

Yea, I trimmed up that skirt.

The bad parts are gone,

So we can go on real long.

Trimmin’, trimmin’, up that skirt.

Let me see that skirt baby.

That’s it, nice and short, just how I like it.

Trimmin’, trimmin’ up that skirt.

Jacuzzi soak on this steamy evenin’,

This red hot American summer always comin’,

Always here to stay, no it ain’t ever leavin’,

Me and you ready for a second try,

The big smoker out back still got life,

Got that wood runnin’ extra dry.

Yea, I’m not going to lie,

I messed up bad the first time,

And I’m ready for a second try.

Will you give it to me baby,

My second try.

When I got 14-hours to kill,

We gonna’ take it to the limit,

Yea, we’re really gonna’ get our fill,

Let’s make this night fun,

Let’s go for broke,

With this American, American,

White oak and coke.

American white oak and coke,

American white oak and coke,

Let’s make this night fun,

Yea, let’s party ‘til the sun,

While we soak,

Yea, while we soak.

In this American white oak and coke,

This American white oak and coke,

Let’s go for broke,

While this flame we stoke,

Yea, while we stoke.

When I got 14-hours to kill,

We gonna’ take it to the limit,

Yea, we’re really gonna’ get our fill,

Let’s make this night fun,

Let’s go for broke,

With this American, American,

White oak and coke.

Yea, I’m not going to lie,

I messed up bad the first time,

And I’m ready for a second try.

Will you give it to me baby,

My second try.

American white oak and coke,

American white oak and coke,

Let’s make this night fun,

Yea, let’s party ‘til the sun,

While we soak,

Yea, while we soak.

When I got 14-hours to kill,

We gonna’ take it to the limit,

Yea, we’re really gonna’ get our fill,

Let’s make this night fun,

Let’s go for broke,

With this American, American,

White oak and coke.

Will you give it to me baby,

My second try,

Over this American white oak and coke.

American, American white oak and coke.

Front porch summer nights,

Tea so sweet, yea it hits just right.

Playing tag out in the yard,

Tommy, man he plays too hard,

In the dirt, knees skinned up,

But man, I’m in some luck,

That angel sittin’ over there,

In that yellow rocking chair.

Eight years old without a care,

Mama standin’ with a warm stare,

Granny there on her rocking chair,

A lot of how y’all doin’,

And big golden hair,

In that yellow rocking chair.

Those creaky boards they sound so good,

Would do it all year if we could,

Air so heavy and mood so light,

TV still playin’ some black and white.

Playing tag out in the yard,

Tommy, man he plays too hard,

In the dirt, knees skinned up,

But man, I’m in some luck,

That angel sittin’ over there,

In that yellow rocking chair.

Eight years old without a care,

Mama standin’ with a warm stare,

Granny there on her rocking chair,

A lot of how y’all doin’,

And big golden hair,

In that yellow rocking chair.

Corner of my eye I see them playing gin,

A little in her glass, but sometimes angels sin,

Their wings they need some rest,

Some rockin’ man, it does it best.

Playing tag out in the yard,

Tommy, man he plays too hard,

In the dirt, knees skinned up,

But man, I’m in some luck,

That angel sittin’ over there,

In that yellow rocking chair.

Eight years old without a care,

Mama standin’ with a warm stare,

Granny there on her rocking chair,

A lot of how y’all doin’,

And big golden hair,

In that yellow rocking chair.

A lot of how y’all doin’,

And big golden hair,

In that yellow rocking chair.

I sat there and watched you play,

With tugs and boats in the bay,

Lego blocks flyin’ every which way,

But it got me to think,

Time flies by in a blink.

Blink once and you’re eighteen,

Blink twice and your kid is a teen,

The third time’s the charm,

You’ll be on the rockin’ chair,

Livin’ on your farm.

Yea, it’s hard to believe,

My little tike Steve,

Will be a pop pop one day,

Yea, you’ll be a pop pop one day,

You’ll make such a good pop pop one day.

Whether you’re a pawpaw or pop,

We can’t make time stop,

We’re all servants to one holy father,

Abuelo or gramps,

There’s nothing ever tamps,

Our turning to dust,

So why get all hot and bothered.

Yea, you’ll never believe,

My little little Steve,

You’ll be a pop pop one day,

Yea, you’ll be a pop pop one day,

You’ll make such a good pop pop one day.

Take those kids to the racetrack,

Spoil them with so much candy,

Their lips start to smack,

Teach them how to drive,

Using that stick shift,

Yea, teach them how to feel alive,

Man, what a gift.

You’ll be such a gift,

Because you’ll be a pop pop one day,

You’ll make such a good pop pop one day.

Pop pops may come and go,

Pop pops may leave the show,

But pop pops like you last and last,

Pop pops like you are a blast from the past,

You’ll last and last.

Yea, you’ll never believe,

My little little Steve,

You’ll be a pop pop one day,

Yea, you’ll be a pop pop one day,

You’ll make such a good pop pop one day.

Blink once and you’re eighteen,

Blink twice and your kid is a teen,

The third time’s the charm,

You’ll be on the rockin’ chair,

Livin’ on your farm.

Yea, you’ll never believe,

My little little Steve,

You’ll be a pop pop one day,

Yea, you’ll be a pop pop one day,

You’ll make such a good pop pop one day.

Sittin’ by the creek bed, so many things racin’ through my mind,

Skipping stones, dippin’ my old pole to see what I can find,

Wasted all those years, damn I was such a fool,

Should have listened to daddy, son you know the rule,

Some things they’re wrong if they don’t feel just right,

You should never have to toss and turn thinkin’ all night.

Then out of nowhere, this pretty little thing sits by the tree,

Why you feelin’ lonely, come on you can tell it all to me,

That sweet smile and smell it just filled the air,

I was feelin’ so down but now I just didn’t care,

No, I didn’t care,

And it was because of you baby.

Three years later, we goin’ so strong,

How could I have been so wrong,

She was my I don’t know why,

But you’re my pecan pie,

Yea, you’re my pecan pie.

You make me feel so soft and gooey on the inside,

Heat you up for a few seconds, damn it’s such a ride,

Yea you’re as sweet as brown sugar, molasses on my tongue,

You got me in your nest babe, yea you got me stung,

My honey baby you got me stung,

So so stung.

Three years later, we goin’ so strong,

How could I have been so wrong,

She was my I don’t know why,

But you’re my pecan pie,

Yea, you’re my pecan pie.

What can I say,

I’m just a guy,

That loves him some pecan pie,

Some pecan pie.

Fill it with some bourbon,

Or even some rye,

I’m just a guy,

That loves him some pecan pie,

Some pecan pie.

Three years later, we goin’ so strong,

How could I have been so wrong,

She was my I don’t know why,

But you’re my pecan pie,

Yea, you’re my pecan pie.

How could I have been so wrong,

So so wrong.

You’re my pecan pie.

Yea you’re as sweet as brown sugar, molasses on my tongue,

You got me in your nest babe, yea you got me stung,

Yea, you’re my pecan pie.

Can I be the one now baby,

Can I be all you need,

Can I be your all-time lover,

Can I be your drive me crazy.

Can I be your pillar of strength,

Can I be your Hercules,

Can I be your hero now baby,

Can I be the one to please.

Can I be your prayer at the altar,

Can I be,

Can I be,

Your Rock of Gibraltar.

Can I be your never falter,

Can I be,

Can I be,

Your Rock of Gibraltar.

Can I be your yes I do,

Can I be all you need,

Can I be your late-night passion,

Can I be your best friend too.

Can I be your pillar of strength,

Can I be your Hercules,

Can I be your hero now baby,

Can I be the one to please.

Can I be your prayer at the altar,

Can I be,

Can I be,

Your Rock of Gibraltar.

Can I be your never falter,

Can I be,

Can I be,

Your Rock of Gibraltar.

Been so many years now driftin’ in the wind,

Settin’ sail for the open sea,

This rock is gettin’ beat up by the crashin’ waves,

So come crashin’ back to me,

And answer this for me.

Can I be your pillar of strength,

Can I be your Hercules,

Can I be your hero now baby,

Can I be the one to please.

Can I be your prayer at the altar,

Can I be,

Can I be,

Your Rock of Gibraltar.

Can I be your never falter,

Can I be,

Can I be,

Your Rock of Gibraltar.

I see the moon and the stars,

They are guiding me,

It is clear,

Yes, it is destiny.

My question is answered,

I can be,

Yes, I can be,

All you need.

I’ll be your pillar of strength,

I’ll be your Hercules,

I’ll be your hero now baby,

I’ll be the one to please.

I’ll be your never falter,

Your prayer at the altar,

Your Rock of Gibraltar.

I can be,

Yes, I can be,

Your Rock of Gibraltar,

Yes, your Rock of Gibraltar now baby,

Your Rock of Gibraltar.