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Trace Adkins
Trace Adkins


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Настоящее имя Tracy Darrell Adkins
Дата рождения 13 января 1962 г.
Откуда Springhill, Louisiana, USA
Жанры Country
Годы 1996—н.в.
Лейблы Capitol Nashville Records
Show Dog-Universal Music
См. также 38 Special
Toby Keith
Jamey Johnson
Randy Houser
Blake Shelton
Ronnie Milsap
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Альбом Trace Adkins


Comin' On Strong (2003)
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I said I'd call sometime
No I think I just said I might
'Cuz I was cool as Colorado
Mr. Saturday Night
We're talkin' shades on
Leanin' on the pay phone

I let her know right off I was the restless kind
Don't expect for me to get all tangled up and tied
I was one smooth cowboy
But don't look now boys

She's comin' on strong from outta nowhere
She's some kind of sweet and I'm some kind of scared
She's touching my hat and I don't even care
She's comin' on strong
In her big blue eyes I can do no wrong
I was doin' alright gettin' by on my own
'Til little miss you-know-who comes along
She's comin' on strong

Now who's that callin' me her little honeybear?
Sittin' next to me with her head on my shoulder
We're talkin' up close
And I'm thinkin' uh-oh
Where's all this lovey dovey stuff comin' from?
I've tried to tell her I'm no good
And anyday I'm bound to run but she just laughs
Man, what's up with that?

She's comin' on strong from outta nowhere
She's some kind of sweet and I'm some kind of scared
She's touching my hat and I don't even care
She's comin' on strong
In her big blue eyes I can do no wrong
I was doin' alright gettin' by on my own
'Til little miss you-know-who comes along
She's comin' on strong

. . .


You're doing all you can
To get in them old jeans
You want that body back
You had at 17
Now baby, don't get down
Don't you worry 'bout a thing
cuz the way you're fillin out,
Hey Thats alright with me
I don't want the girl you used to be
And if you aint notice
The kids are fast aleep and You're...

One Hot Mama!
You turn me on lets turn it up,
And turn this room into a sauna.
One hot mama
Oh, watta ya say babe
you wanna?

I know sometimes you think
that all you really are
Is the women with the kids,
And the groceries in the car.
and you're worryin' 'bout you hips,
And you're worried 'bout your age.
Meanwhile I try to catch the breath you take away.
Oh, And believe me you still do,
Baby All I see, When I look at you is...

One Hot Mama
You turn me on,
Lets turn it up,
And turn this room into a sauna
One hot mama,
Oh whatta ya say babe
you wanna?

I can't imagine me loving someone else
I'm a lucky man,
I think daddy's got himself....

One hot mama,
you turn me on,
lets turn it up,
And turn this room into a sauna.
One hot mama,
Oh whatta ya say babe?
Oh now whatta ya say babe?
you wanna?

'Cause you're ONE HOT MAMA
Lets turn this room into a sauna!
Whatta ya say babe?
Whatta ya say babe?

. . .


Long-legged shadows
Mississippi sunset
She was standing like a candle
That hasn't been burned yet
The wind was blowin'
Clouds like ashes
Had my hand in my pocket
Reaching for my matches

I can see those
Cotton sheets dancin'
On her mama's clothesline in my head
From my lips a Lucky Strike was danglin'
The day was dyin' in a sea of red

The came the night
Warm and dark
Draggin' it's chains
Across our hearts
The moon was full
The grass was wet
Making us scream
Making us sweat
Holdin' on tight
It was wrong
It was right
Then came the night

There was a time
When love was a flower
Now it's a vine
Climbin' up the tower
And the river just rolls
Past the garden
Where love won't grow
And the ground has hardened

I can see that tattered white flag flyin'
I can hear the ringin' mission bell
Telling of the innocence that's dyin'
A sound that I remember oh so well

The came the night
Warm and dark
Draggin' it's chains
Across our hearts
The moon was full
The grass was wet
Makin' us moan
Makin' us wet
Makin' us cling
Makin' us claw
Makin' us rise
Makin' us fall
Breath on breath
Skin on skin
I can't go back
There again
Holdin' on tight
It was wrong
It was right
Then came the night

TALKING:
I remember that summer, I was working for her daddy. I was still a
boy, but I knew I was ready. When she reached out and took my
hand, she became a woman, and I became a man. I wonder if she
still thinks about me, the way I still think about her... You don't forget
something like that...
There's only one first time.

. . .


Mile marker 203,
The gas gauge leaning on the edge of 'E'
And I'll be danged if the rain ain't pourin' down.

Something's smokin' underneath the hood,
Theres a bangin' and a clangin' and it can't be good
And it's another 50 miles to the nearest town.

Everything I own's in the back in a Hefty bag,
I'm out of cigarettes and I'm down to my last drag.

I'd sure hate to break down here
Nothin' up ahead or in the rearview mirror
Out in the middle of nowhere knowin'
I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin'
So God help me keep me movin' somehow
Dont let me start wishin' I was with her now
I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear
And I'd sure hate to break down here

A hundred fifty thousand miles ago
Before the bad blood and busted radio
You said I was all you'd ever need
But love is blind and little did I know
That you were just another dead-end road
Paved with pretty lies and broken dreams
Baby, leaving you was easier than being gone
Don't know what I'll do if one more thing goes wrong

I'd sure hate to break down here
Nothin' up ahead or in the rearview mirror
Out in the middle of nowhere knowin'
I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin'
So God help me keep me movin' somehow
Dont let me start wishin' I was with her now
I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear
And I'd sure hate to break down here

I'd sure hate to break down here
Nothin' up ahead or in the rearview mirror
Out in the middle of nowhere knowin'
I'm in trouble if these wheels stop rollin'
So God help me keep me movin' somehow
Dont let me start wishin' I was with her now
I've made it this far without cryin' a single tear
And I'd sure hate to break down here

Its too late to turn around
I'd sure hate to break down here
Mile marker 215

. . .


An hour into my shift
I'm covered from head to toe
Drilling oil from the bottom
Of the Gulf of Mexico
Sun's on the rise
Sweat rolling black down my face
Work until I can't move
Another back-breaking typical day

Chorus:
I've weathered waterspouts and hurricanes
Hailstorms and driving rain
And missing you
I've worked through broken drills
And busted hands
Weeks without seeing dry land
And missing you
I'll work as hard as any man
But until I'm home with you again
The toughest thing out here
That I go through is
Missing you

I lay down on my bed
And stare at that picture of you
Barefoot on the beach
Looking at me the way you do
I fall asleep with your letter in my hands
Dream about you until
That ol' whistle starts screaming again

(Repeat Chorus)

. . .



Have you ever had
One of those days
When you wake up feelin' good
So good that you could tae the whole world on
One of those days
When you just know
No matter what
Nothin' in the world could go wrong
Well that's the way I feel this mornin'
But, baby I just gotta say
I always have one of those days

After one of those nights
Just like last night
Oh my, what a beautiful thing
Just you and me
those tangled sheets
Were wrapped around us
Baby, thanks to your love
It was one of those nights that leads
Tright to one of those days that leads
Right to one of those nights

Have you ever had
One of those smiles
You just cant wipe away
The sweet anticipations too strong
One of those smiles you wear all day
'Cause you can taste the kis of passion waitin' back home
Well thats the one im wearing right now
But baby you always leave
One of those smiles on me

After one of those nights
Just like last night
Oh my, what a beautiful thing
Just you and me
those tangled sheets
Were wrapped around us
Baby, thanks to your love
It was one of those nights that leads
Tright to one of those days that leads
Right to one of those nights

When everythings perfect
When you want me
You touch me
You move me

After one of those nights
Just like last night
Oh my, what a beautiful thing
Just you and me
those tangled sheets
Were wrapped around us
Baby, thanks to your love
It was one of those nights that leads
Tright to one of those days that leads
Right to one of those nights

Right...
One of those nights that leads
To one of those days that leads
Right to one of those nights
One of those nights
When everythings perfect
One of those nights
Oh, one of those nights
I need another one of thoe nights baby
Another one of those nights

. . .



I like to be a little wild
I like to raise a little Cain
I wanna keep it on the edge
Let my restless heart remain
Untamed

I'm gonna live the way I love
And love the way I live
Walk the highest wire
And stay out on the limb
Away from any fences
Free of any chains
Unbound, untied, untamed

I only want what I've got coming
I'll take the credit and the blame
Even when I'm bent and broken
I pray my spirit always stays
Untamed

I'm gonna live the way I love
And love the way I live
Walk the highest wire
And stay out on the limb
Away from any fences
Free of any chains
Unbound, untied, untamed

I take no map
I make no plans
I've let go of the reins
I have no rules
I feel no fear
No restraints
Untamed

Away from any fences
Free of any chains
Unbound, untied, untamed

. . .


I smell the fragrance of your hair
Fell your fingers and your breath
On my skin
When we're here alone like this
Our crazy world
Makes perfect sense
I hear you whispering my name
Your kisses leave the sweetest taste
On my lips
When you say I love you too
Soft and tender like you do
I know all my dreams have come true

Chorus:
Then I wake up
On the floor beside our bed where I sleep
Ever since the night you left me alone in this old house
Days go by
But I'm still in love
With who we used to be
Now your just
A percise memory
I can count on every night
To hold me tight
Then I wake up

I lay here while the truth sinks in
I'm still alone, your still here
And we're still through
I remember our last night
Every word
Right up to goodbye
Slowly I drift off again
I'm saying words I wish I said
That night
To you
And you don't drive off in your car
And I don't have a broken heart
And you can't wait to be in my arms

Chorus

Oh baby

I'm still in love
With who we used to be
Now your just
A precise memory
I can count on every night
To hold me tight
Then I wake up
On the floor beside our bed where I sleep
Ever since the night you left me alone in this old house
Days go by


. . .


Well it ain't home but it'll have to do for a while
Got a fold down bed, two windows on the parking lot
Three plates on the kitchenette, a table and a chair where I can eat
A little black-and-white TV, a shower stall and a bathroom sink
And one two-drawer nightstand, barely enough room to be a man

And on that nightstand, sits a photograph of my wife and kids
Reminding me of how good it was, and right now how bad it is
Beside it there's a coffee cup, where I keep my wedding ring and stuff
And some nights it still keeps me up, how I got where I am
Funny how a man's life can be reduced to a one nightstand

On the fifth of last november, on a business trip in Denver
The airport cancelled all the flights, we were snowed-in strangers
Alone for the night, she said, " Hi, I'm Angie and I'm from Boston
Would you drink a beer with me if I bought 'em?"
So I hit the hotel bar with her, figured, what could it hurt?

Sittin' on the bed, leanin' against the wall with a Bible and a gun
One of them was gonna save me, the only question was which one
So I got down on my shakin' knees, asked the Lord forgive me please
Dropped the gun and grabbed my keys, that picture and my wedding band
Funny how a man's life can all come down to a one nightstand
one nightstand
one nightstand

. . .



If this was a joke
I'd be laughing by now
Cuttin' up with the boys
And braggin' bout how
I talked my way
Out of the trouble I was in again

She kept sayin'
You're gunna miss me
But I never did take her seriously
I guess her gift of prophecy was real amen

Baby's gone
Baby ain't to blame
Thatd be my fault
Me and my no brain
Might'a took a train to Tupelo
Might'a been Tulsa for all I know
Talk about movin' on
Baby's gone

I admit I'm the type
Needs a wake-up call
Sometimes you gotta hit me
With a cannonball
I guess baby goin' AWOL did the trick
Pretty quick

Now the trick is
Gettin that phone
If I have to call everybody she's ever known
And tell'em this

Baby's gone
Baby ain't to blame
That'd be my fault
Me and my no brain
Might'a took a train to Tupelo
Might'a been Tulsa for all I know
Talk about movin' on
Baby's gone

If you wanted my attention
You've got it now
Baby, anything
Anywhere
Anyhow

Babys gone
Baby ain't to blame
That'd be my fault
Me and my no brain
Might'a took a train to Tupelo
Might'a been Tulsa for all I know
Talk about movin' on
Baby's gone

That's the name of the song
Baby's gone

. . .


Mudgrips, white-tip
Cigar stickin' out of my face
Earnhardt racing sticker on the window
Banged up fender
4 x 4, straight pipe roar
Primer and rust all over the door
Scarred up knuckles, Mack belt buckle
White t-shirt, ain't afraid to work
Got a "what are you looking at asshole" smirk

Cold beer, hot wings
Wranglers, Skoal ring
Get just what you see
Gun rack, ball cap
Don't take no crap
Ain't a pretty boy-toy
I'll rock you steady
Rough and ready

Work boots, one blue suit
Size too small, don't wear at all
Unless somebody kicks, gets hitched
That's a bitch, makes me itch
Up with sun, off on the run
Makin' money money, cause I wanna have fun
Five o'clock whistle, off like a missle
Got a hot date, girl named Kate
Think's I'm cool cause I shoot straight
Ain't one thing about her fake
She's long and tall and she goes great with

Cold beer, hot wings
Wranglers, Skoal ring
Get just what you see
Gun rack, ball cap
Don't take no crap
Ain't a pretty boy-toy
I'll rock you steady
Rough and ready

Well, you are who you are
And that's all right with me
Well, I am who I am
And that's all I can be

Cold beer, hot wings
Wranglers, Skoal ring
Get just what you see
Gun rack, ball cap
Don't take no crap
Ain't a pretty boy-toy
I'll rock you steady
Rough and ready

Rough and ready
Yeah, me and my buddies are all alike
We say, "Hey watch this, that didn't turn out to good, you okay"

What are you looking at
Yeah, that's a real gun in that gun rack
No, I don't have a permit for it
Do you have a permit to ask stupid questions like that
That's how you get hurt, boy

. . .


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