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12. | The Nervous Breakdown (Instrumental) |
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(Brad Paisley, Tim Nichols)
They've read the scripture, they've passed the plate
And we're both prayin' he don't preach late
But he's gettin' "Amens," and that's just our luck
Yeah, it's eighty-five degrees outside and he's just gettin' warmed up
Chorus
Oh you and me, we could be soakin' up that sun
Findin' out just how fast your brother's boat'll run
I tell you there ain't nothin' that'll test your faith
Like a long sermon on a pretty Sunday
Well it's been rainin' all week long
I woke up this mornin', the dark clouds were gone
We've both been raised not to miss church
But on a day like today heaven knows how much it hurts
Chorus
See that sunlight shinin' through that stained glass
How much longer is this gonna last
Chorus
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(Brad Paisley, Chris DuBois, Frank Rogers)
Darlin' I've been standin' here just watchin' you all night
And I think I've even caught you watchin' me a couple times
If I don't ask I'll never know
This may sound dumb, but here we go
Do you believe in love at first sight
Me neither
I'm glad that we agree
Believe me
That's a big relief
Well, this place is awful crowded
And this music is so loud
Would you like to go and grab a bite to eat
Me neither
It's nice to finally meet a girl who doesn't move too fast
I was only checkin', that's the reason that I asked
Relationships need time to grow
You and I should take this slow
And darlin' tell me, would you like to dance
Me neither
I was just bein' polite
Thank goodness
My feet are much too tired
I'm sure you're tired too
I can see an empty booth
Would you like to maybe sit and talk a while
Me neither
We'd never get along
I'm thinkin' there's no chemistry at all
This has been a waste of time
And I'm runnin' outta lines
Don't you think it's time for me to end this song
Me neither
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(Brad Paisley, Chris DuBois, Frank Rogers)
There's an old Kodak camera in my dresser drawer
I ran across it just this afternoon
And I realized that I don't ever use it anymore
In fact last time I did I think it was with you
When we were down in Cozumel
We had the whole beach to ourselves
And it's crazy now to think
That it's all there on that film
And I could take it to the store
To be developed, but what for
I can still see everything just fine
And who needs pictures with a memory like mine
Standin' there I couldn't help but think about
Everything that might be on that roll
I think it even has another trip we took
I guess that must've been at least three years ago
When we were down in Baton Rouge
And there wasn't much to do
So we drove into New Orleans every afternoon
And I swear that you would think
That it was only yesterday
'Cause I can still see everything just fine
Who needs pictures with a memory like mine
Somewhere in my closet
There's a cardboard box just sittin' on a shelf
It's full of faded memories
And it's been there ever since the night you left
Oh, just forgotten photographs
To remind me of the past
Oh, but I can still see everything just fine
Who needs pictures with a memory like mine
Yeah, who needs pictures with a memory like mine
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(Brad Paisley)
Oh yeah, sure, no problem
I'll just throw away these feelings
Let go of all these hopes
And never think of you
No offense, but you've lost it
If you think I'll just forget you
And decide that I don't love you
Do you realize what you're tellin' me to do
Chorus
It's like sayin' don't breathe
Or don't blink
Well darlin' I don't think you understand
See, I can't just turn this off
It's like sayin' don't eat
Or don't sleep
Our love's just one of those things
That I've gotten used to doin' way too long
You don't have to worry
I'm not gonna stop you
You can pack up all your things
And head on out that door
But don't stand there and tell me
How you think it would be best
To leave my feelings in the past
And not allow myself to love you anymore
Chorus
It's like sayin' don't eat
Or don't sleep
Our love's just one of those things
That I've gotten used to doin' way too long
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(Brad Paisley, Kelley Lovelace)
When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new
It always winds up feeling more like a job interview
My momma used to wonder if she'd ever meet someone
Who wouldn't find out about me and then turn around and run
I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old
He took my mom out to a movie and for once I got to go
A few months later I remember lying there in bed
I overheard him pop the question and prayed that she'd say yes
And then all of a sudden
Oh, it seemed so strange to me
How we went from something's missing
To a family
Lookin' back all I can say
About all the things he did for me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be
I met the girl that's now my wife about three years ago
We had the perfect marriage but we wanted somethin' more
Now here I stand surrounded by our family and friends
Crowded 'round the nursery window as they bring the baby in
And now all of a sudden
It seemed so strange to me
How we've gone from something's missing
To a family
Lookin' through the glass I think about the man
That's standin' next to me
And I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be
Lookin' back all I can say
About all the things he did for me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be
Yeah, I hope I'm at least half the dad
That he didn't have to be
Because he didn't have to be
You know he didn't have to be
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(Brad Paisley, Kelley Lovelace)
Oh lighten up, where's your sense of humor
They're just tiny little rumors
That I started 'cause I'm lookin' out for you
Oh settle down, I'm just a little jealous
And I'm sure those other fellas
Never once believed the lies I told were true
Like the time I told that cowboy that you used to be a man
And the doctor you were datin' that you hide your wedding band
Even if I am responsible for scaring them away
You really ought to thank me, I was doin' you a favor
'Cause it never woulda worked out anyway
Oh can't you see, the reason that I'm doin'
All the crazy things I'm doin'
Is because I really care about you girl
And I'll admit I go a little farther
Than I know I probably oughta
But it's all because I need you in my world
Like the time I told that lawyer that you spent a year in jail
And the salesman you were seein' you hang out at cheap motels
Even if I am responsible for scaring them away
You really ought to thank me, I was doin' you a favor
'Cause it never woulda worked out anyway
I can't stand the thought of you with anybody else
I know I've gone overboard but I can't help myself
Like the time I told that dentist you had seven little kids
And you doubled as a dancer at the strip joint on the ridge
Even if I am responsible for scaring him away
You really ought to thank me, I was doin' you a favor
'Cause it never woulda worked out anyway
It's all because I love you and I can't stop thinkin' of you
And it never woulda worked out anyway
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(Brad Paisley, Chris DuBois, Kelley Lovelace)
I'm holdin' on to you
When I close my eyes
You're still in my arms
And we never said goodbye
And it's all that I can do
To go on with my life
But that's supposed to be the reason
Why I'm here tonight
In a downtown restaurant with a friend of a friend
Well she sure likes to talk and I ain't heard a single word she's said
Chorus
Oh, but every now and then I nod
And I pretend to pay attention
And I say things like, "uh huh"
And, "yeah, you're right" and "are you kiddin'"
And I laugh when it seems
Like the right thing to do
It's hard to hold a conversation
Holdin' on to you
I'd give anything
Just to hear your voice
Or see you look at me and smile
Oh but what I miss the most
Is holdin' on to you
'Cause here I am tonight
Starin' at a woman
Who's the last thing on my mind
Chorus
When I close my eyes
You're still in my arms
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(Brad Paisley, Robert Arthur)
Darlin' after you left I got that promotion
They transferred me out to La Jolla right on the ocean
And now I'm makin' more money than I can spend
I've got a house on the beach and a bunch of new friends
Oh, you oughta hear what they say
Tellin' me that I've got it made
But¡
Chorus
I've been better
Yeah, I miss those times when we were still together
Right now lookin' back
I don't think the past has ever been this clear
And I realize sittin' here, as I write this letter
Oh, I've been better
I've been seein' a girl that I met out in Spring Valley
She's havin' the time of her life, least that's what she tells me
She says it's love and to tell you the truth
I've tried my best to feel that way too
Oh, but I always realize
When I look into her eyes
That¡
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(Brad Paisley, Chris DuBois)
The bar was empty
I was sweeping up the floor
That's when she walked in
I said, "I'm sorry but we're closed"
And she said "I know,
But I'm afraid I left my purse"
I said, "I put one back behind the bar
I bet it's probably yours"
And the next thing that I knew
There we were, lost in conversation
And before I handed her her purse
I said, "You'll only get this back on one condition"
Chorus
And we danced
Out there on that empty hardwood floor
The chairs up and the lights turned way down low
The music played, we held each other close
And we danced
And from that moment
There was never any doubt
I had found the one
That I had always dreamed about
And then one evenin'
When she stopped by after work
I pulled a diamond ring out of the pocket of my shirt
And as her eyes filled up with tears
She said, "This is the last thing I expected"
And then she took me by the hand
And said, "I'll only marry you on one condition"
Chorus
Like no one else had ever danced before
I can't explain what happened on that floor
But the music played
We held each other close
And we danced
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(Brad Paisley, Chris DuBois)
Chorus
Sleepin' on the foldout thanks to me and my big mouth
Why did I do what I did
I should'a known better than to lie
But it's too late and so tonight I'm
Sleepin' on the foldout sofa-bed
She wanted me to go and see her family
But I told her that I had to work
I never dreamed she'd get home so dang early
And she caught me cleanin' fish
Out on our back porch
And now I'm
Chorus
I can't believe they call this thing a mattress
It's 2 a.m. and I'm wide awake
Lookin' back I should'a just been honest
Instead of tellin' her the whole staff
Spent the day out on the lake
And now I'm
Chorus
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(Brad Paisley, Chris DuBois)
West Texas forecast more of the same
Sunny and mild no chance of rain
That old John Deere tractor ain't moved in days
Oh, but he's out there climbin' back on
Because he's yet to admit that his crops are all gone
She stares out the window fightin' back tears
And watches him wastin' his time in the fields
They're havin' problems payin' the bills
And she knows that it won't be long
Before the bank finally places a lien on the farm
Chorus
And the tractor keeps rollin'
The dust rises high
Creating the only cloud in the sky
He's holdin' his ground
But it's gettin' tough
He's keepin' his faith
In the Lord up above
And prayin' for rain
Through a cloud of dust
Yesterday somethin' in town caught his eye
The old hardware store had a help wanted sign
He thought about stoppin' but he drove on by
'Cause he just can't bear to let go
After all it's the only life he's ever known
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Yeah, he's holdin' his ground
But it's gettin' tough
He's keepin' his faith
In the Lord up above
And prayin' for rain
Through a cloud of dust
West Texas forecast more of the same
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I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The son of God discloses
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
He speaks and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet that the birds hush their singing
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
And the joy we share as we tarry there
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