I was raised off of rural route three, Out past where the blacktop ends. We’d walk to church on sunday mornings, Race barefoot back to johnson’s fence. That’s where i first saw mary, On that roadside picking blackberries. That summer i turned a corner in my soul, Down that red dirt road. Chorus: It’s where..
I’m a hard workin’ man I wear a steel hard hat I can ride, rope, hammer, and paint Do things with my hands that most men can’t I can’t get ahead no matter how hard i try I’m gettin’ really good at barely gettin’ by Got everything i own By the sweat of my brow..
I Dropped To My Knees In That Field On Your Daddy’s Farm Asked You To Marry Me, All I Had To Give Was My Heart While Other Kids Went Diving Into Swimming Holes You And Me Dove Off Into The Great Unknown We Were Barely Gettin’ By, Takin’ Care Of Each Other Then I Became..
Yes, She Blew Through The Door Like TNT Put Her Hand On Her Hip, Pointed A Finger At Me Said, ”I’m A Whiskey Drinkin’, Cowboy Chasin’, Helluva Time I Like Kenny, Keith, Allan And Patsy Cline I’m A Full Grown Queen Bee Lookin’ For Honey Ha Ooh Hoo, Aw, Play Somethin’ Country.” Yeah, The Band..