Country Music Artists By Letter J
(68 votes, average: 8.54 out of 10)
Rifle in a gun rack hanging in the back glass Buck knife on my belt, ain’t no land for sale ’round here Red clay country mud, sippin’ on a cold Bud Blue tick coon hound you know where I’m found out in the CHORUS Backwoods down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin’ hard..
(91 votes, average: 7.94 out of 10)
See me dancin’ in the corner with all my best girlfriends Laughin’ and singin’ these are the days of your innocence All us boys want in your circle but we don’t dare break in I’m leanin’ against the wall thinkin’ While your laugh is still easy and your heart is still light Why don’t you..
(7 votes, average: 7.79 out of 10)
Along About Eighteen Hundred, I Guess I Took Me A Trip Into The Wilderness Crossed The Mississippi, Let My Rifle Roar No White Man Had Ever Been There Before I Turned My Face To The Settin’ Sun And I Lived By My Knife And I Lived By My Gun I Came To A River, Called..
(99 votes, average: 8.72 out of 10)
You say a little love just isn’t Enough for you Sometimes i feel lucky just to get a little Coming through I weigh the differences everyday Sometimes i feel like running away A little love here makes me want to stay A little love there’ll keep me from running away A little love here, a..
(81 votes, average: 7.73 out of 10)
You ain’t got a dress that i don’t like You ain’t got a pair of jeans that don’t fit you just right There’s not a minute in the day That you don’t knock me out, you don’t blow me away But, girl, now that the sun’s gone down (whoa-oh-oh) Looking at you right here and..
(47 votes, average: 8.15 out of 10)
When I Was A Hunter On The Wild Buffalo Down The White River A Courtin’ I’d Go I’d Find Me A Lassie On The Old Mississipp’ To Ease A Bad Pain That I Had In The Lip Refrain: Lip Fever, Lip Fever, It’s A Terrible Thing It Eats On Your Liver And It Gnaws On..
(36 votes, average: 8.94 out of 10)
Put your sweet lips a little closer to the phone Let’s pretend we’re together all alone I’ll tell the man to turn the jukebox way down low And you can tell your friend there with you he’ll have to go. Whisper to me, tell me do you love me true Or is he holding you..