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It's too fast, it's too slow
It's too country, too rock and roll
It's too happy, to sad, to short, or it's way too long
Yeah and it's too bad they don't just
Chorus:
Play the song, play the song
Turn it up loud so we all can sing along
And let the people decide if the music is right or it's wrong
Man it's a shame, instead of playing the game
Play the song, play the song
It's too Garth, too George Strait
Too right down the center, too left of the plate
The hook's too weak or the subject matter's way too strong
Yeah and it's too bad they don't just
Repeat Chorus
Bridge:
and it's too bad, if you ask me,
Our song's gotta be so darn P.C.
so DAMN P.C.
Repeat Chorus
Tag:
Play the song, play the song
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Sweet Emmylou, I blew the dust off you
You're the only one who knows what I'm going through
And like the hickory wind, he's gone again
Sweet Emmylou
Sweet Emmylou, as the needle runs through you
The way the pain shines through
Well, I know you've been there too
Those sad melodies, oh, how they comfort me
Sweet Emmylou
Well, I hate to bother you again
Last time you helped my poor heart mend
Then he came along
So I put your records all away
Thought happy songs was all I'd play
But I was wrong, oh, I was wrong
Sweet Emmylou, what are we gonna do?
It's only been a week or two
And he's found someone new
Looks like it's gonna be
Another night of you and me
Sweet Emmylou
Well, I hate to bother you again
Last time you helped my poor heart mend
Then he came along
So I put your records all away
Thought happy songs was all I'd play
But I was wrong, oh, I was wrong
Sweet Emmylou, sweet Emmylou, sweet Emmylou
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Take off your boots
Leave 'em there on the floor
And hang that old hat
On the hook by the door
Leave the horses and cattle
And the ranch far behind
They've had you all week...
Tonight cowboy you're mine
Turn down those lights
On that nightstand
Let all that weight on your shoulders
Just melt in my hands
That ole latch on the barn door
And that broken fence line
Will still be there tomorrow
Tonight cowboy you're mine
Instrumental
So leave the horses and cattle
And the ranch far behind
They've had you all week...
Tonight cowboy you're mine
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(Excerpt From Can You Duet)
Cheater cheater where'd you meet her down at ernies bar? Did she smile your way twirl her hair and say, how cute dimples are? Did she use that line 'your place or mine' while you danced with her real slow? tell me cheater cheater where'd you meet that no good white trash ho
Liar liar did you buy her whiskey or rum
Did you hide your ring in the pocket of your jeans or did you just keep it on
When the deed was done an you had your fun did you think i wouldn't know? tell me cheater cheater where'd you meet that no good white trash ho
Now I'm not one to judge someone that I ain't never met
But to lay your hand on a married man's bout as low as a gal can get
Hey I wish her well and she rots in hell and you can tell her I said so
Cheater cheater where'd you meet that no good white trash ho
Loser loser hope you love her cause your stuck with her now
Take your sorry butt load up all your stuff and get the hell out of my house
but I just wish you'd tell me this one thing before you go
Tell me cheater cheater where'd you meet that low down uptown, slept with every guy around, pressed on eyelash no good white trash ho
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You broke his arm in Houston, his rib in Santa Fe
Then you drug him through the dirt in San Antone
And last year out in Vegas, you almost took him all the way
Then you sent him broke and busted right back home
No matter how hard you throw him
He just gets back on again
Oh, I'll never understand
This crazy hold you have on him
Rodeo, rodeo
Are you ever gonna let my cowboy go?
You've got a hundred other men
You don't give a damn 'bout him
Oh, but he still loves you, why, I don't know
Rodeo, rodeo
From an empty cold hotel room, in some state you left him in
He'll call and tell me that this time he's really through
I'll get to hold him through the winter
But when spring rolls round again
He'll jump in his truck and run right back to you
You steal his love away from me
8 seconds at a time
Even when I'm in his arms
I know you're still on his mind
Rodeo, rodeo
Are you ever gonna let my cowboy go?
You've got a hundred other men
You don't give a damn 'bout him
Oh, but he still loves you, why, I don't know
Rodeo, rodeo
If you were just another woman
Maybe I'll know what to do
He might give his heart to me
But he'd give his life for you
Rodeo
You've got a hundred other men
You don't give a damn 'bout him
Oh, but he still loves you, why, I'll never know
Rodeo, rodeo
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I think what made granddaddy great is that he didn't work all day
I'd love the time we spent and I'd go everywhere he went
We'd end up on some old deer trail
And I'd listen hard as he would spin his tales
We were in a field of stumps he said I got a new one for you hon
These trees once stood tall and I'm the man that made them fall
I cut 'em up, sanded them down
And you wouldn't believe what I found
'Cause past the bark and all the scars
Our home was in the heart of those old trees
God bless who sowed those seeds
A hundred years and they just grew
And only heaven knew just what they'd mean, to our family
All that time to become what they should
You know our home was in the heart of the wood
He smiled, said there's my favorite one, pointed at a cherry stump
He said I couldn't afford the one at Sears so the good lord planted one right here
He carved out what he saw within and he gave it to my dad when he turned ten
Past the bark and all the scars
There was a guitar in the heart of that old tree
All from just one seed
A hundred years and it just grew
And only heaven knew just what it'd be
And how that tree could sing
All the time to become what it should
There were songs in the heart of the wood
He said we can mark a tree to keep from getting lost
and it'll always point our way home like that old rugged cross
A hundred years and it just grew and only heaven knew just what it'd be And who'd hang on that tree it held the Son of God like it should
But I know it broke the heart of the wood
i think what made granddaddy great was that he didn't work all day
I'd love the time we spent and
I'd go everywhere that old man went
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It was the first time ever he saw her
He saw his future in a long white cotton gown
Sittin' there at the church house, she was gonna get baptized
They was gonna have dinner on the grounds
So the very next Friday, he got off at the sawmill
He slicked his hair back, he had a pocket full of pay
When she opened up the front door, he was grinnin' like a possum
As he handed her a daisy, she heard him say
Hey, let's go dancin' to the tune of a twenty dollar bill
They've got a fine fiddle band at the barn up on the hill
And by midnight we just might wind up dancin' standin' still
By my daddy's lantern light, let me walk you home
After they got married, it didn't seem like no time
They just sayin' their goodbye's, he's a goin' to the big world war
'Bout a lifetime later, she's a waitin' at the depot
He said I ain't a gonna leave you, no, never no more
Said let's go dancin' to the tune of a twenty dollar bill
They've got a fine fiddle band at the barn up on the hill
And by midnight we just might wind up dancin' standin' still
By my daddy's lantern light, let me walk you home
In front of friends and kinfolk and all of us grandkids
In the same little church house, in a long white cotton gown
He bent down and he kissed her, he said, I'm right behind you, honey
It wasn't long 'til we laid him in the ground
And now they're dancin' to the tune of a twenty dollar bill
They've got a fine fiddle band at the barn up on the hill
And by midnight they just might wind up dancin' standin' still
By the Father's lantern light, they're walkin' home
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A hundred times my mama told me
That boy's trouble with a capital T
You'll never change him, I know his kind
But I didn't pay her any mind
'Cause, I, I, I, I just loved the hell outta him
Yeah, I, I, I, I just loved the hell outta him
He used to go out on the town
Close every single beer joint down
But I never asked him where he'd been
When he'd come draggin' in
'Cause, I, I, I, I just loved the hell outta him
Yeah, I, I, I, I just loved the hell outta him
He swore the one thing he'd never do
Is sit here beside me in this pew
So I just smiled and said amen
This mornin' when he walked in
Guess, I, I, I, I just loved the hell outta him
Yeah, I, I, I, I just loved the hell outta him
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If I leave here tomorrow
Would you remember me?
I must be traveling on, now
There's places I've got to see
If I stayed here with you, love
It wouldn't be the same
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you can't change
This bird you can't change
This bird you can't change
Bye, babe, it's been a sweet love
This feeling I can't change
Please don't take it badly
Lord knows I'm to blame
If I stayed here with you, love
It wouldn't be the same
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you can't change
This bird you can't change
Lord knows, I can't change
If I leave here tomorrow
Would you remember me?
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Started out just nails and leather
Built to last and made for weather
Can't think of nothin' better, than what I'm wearin' on my feet
They make me taller than I really am
Ain't nothing they can't withstand
A symbol o the workin' man and old cowgirls like me
Chorus:
Boots are made for sawdust floors
Stirrups on a quarterhorse
To kick yourself when ya been a fool
Climbin' up on barstools
Two-steppin' under neon lights
Ain't too bad in a barroom fight
And kickin' open swingin' doors
That's what boots are for
Been resoled a dozen times
Crushed some cans and soaked some wine
Aww but that's what makes them shine, they're a part of me
They've seen lovers come and go til we met the right pair at the rodeo oh that's just the way love goes some things are
Meant to be
Repeat Chorus
Kickin' off when you're tired and sore
That's what boots are for
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He said I'll call you Hon when I get there,
Ten minutes later he was in the air,
She dropped the kids at school and headed home,
Walked in and turned the front room TV on
She could tell that there was something wrong,
Every channel had the same thing on,
Now seven years have come and gone away,
But she's still hurting like its yesterday,
'Cuz she wants to put her arms around his neck,
and look in his eyes so blue,
and say Honey I don't regret,
A single day I spent with you,
She wants to tell him that she loves him so,
and will until the day she dies,
It ain't that she can't let him go,
She just wants to say goodbye
He sits beside her in the nursing home,
Through her silver hair he runs a comb,
He hangs their wedding picture on the wall,
She don't remember who he is at all,
He tells her stories about the life they've lived,
From their first kiss to their last grandkids,
For seven months now she just sits and stares,
But if she wakes up he's gonna be right there,
'Cuz he wants to put his arms around her neck,
and look in her eyes so blue,
and say Honey I won't forget,
a single day I spent with you,
He wants to tell her that he loves her so,
and will until the day he dies,
it ain't that he can't let her go,
He just wants to say goodbye
No it ain't let that we can't let them go,
We just want to say goodbye
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Me, I'm just a singer, though I may be well known
The truth is I'd be nothing without the power of a song
I've been blessed with fame and fortune, oh, but in the end
A song's what I wish I could've been
A song lives forever and never ever dies
Sings enemies together and touches so many lives
Words and melody will always be, long after we're gone
Oh, how I wish I could live the life of a song
I could mend the broke and wounded, I could prove that love is real
And take someone from China to a Carolina cotton field
I could comfort every soldier, hum all the homeless home
I could change the world if I was just a song
A song lives forever and never ever dies
Sings enemies together and touches so many lives
Words and melody will always be, long after we're gone
Oh, how I wish I could live the life of a song
There's an end for me, it's my destiny
But this song will carry on and it's just three minutes long
Oh, how I wish I could live the life of a song
Oh, how I wish I could live the life of a song
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