(90 votes, average: 8.91 out of 10)
He had plastic bags wrapped round his shoes. He was covered with the evening news. Had a pair of old wool socks on his hands. The bank sign was flashing five below, It was freezing rain an’ spittin’ snow. He was curled up behind some garbage cans. I was afraid that he was dead. I..
(87 votes, average: 7.84 out of 10)
My Baby’d Been Wishing That I’d Take Her Fishing So We Waited On The Perfect Day Hitched Up My Old John Boat To See If It Would Still Float Should’ve Seen The Smile On Her Face I Found A Little Cove, Dropped The Lines, To Try Our Luck Before Too Long She Said It’s Starting..
(30 votes, average: 6.16 out of 10)
I remember like it was yesterday those hot nights Fireflies, candy apple kiss at the county fair A little backwoods detour on the long way home To be alone, honeysuckle sweetened up the midnight air And that summer moon Shinin’ like sunlight Bouncin’ off your eyes And lightin’ up mine Just me and you Pullin’..
(63 votes, average: 8.45 out of 10)
He Was Standing In The Rubble Of An Old Farmhouse Outside Birmingham When Some On The Scene Reporter Stuck A Camera In The Face Of That Old Man He Said “tell The Folks Please Mister, What Are You Gonna Do Now That This Twister Has Taken All That’s Dear To You?” The Old Man Just..
(50 votes, average: 9.78 out of 10)
Spent Summers Throwin’ Brim In A Red Ice Chest Gave My Heart To Jesus In My Sunday Best Southern Rock Rolled From My Radio Each Night When Freebird Fell Out Of The Sky Felt Like I’d Lost An Old Friend Of Mine Saw Hate In Livin’ Color On My TV Learned Black Kids Bled Red..
(43 votes, average: 6.49 out of 10)
Im meetin’ my buddies out on the lake We’re headed out to a special place we love That just a few folks know Theres no signin’ up and no monthly dues Take your johnson, your mercury, or your evinrude and fire it up And meet us out at party cove Come on in the waters..
(81 votes, average: 6.10 out of 10)
I’m the son of a third generation farmer I’ve been married 10 years to the farmer’s daughter I’m a god fearing hardworking combine driver Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower Clug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour On my international harvester 3 miles of cars laying on there horns I’m falling on deaf ears of corn..