Three Thirty In The Morning Not A Soul In Sight The City’s Lookin’ Like A Ghost Town On A Moonless Summer Night Raindrops On The Windshield There’s A Storm Moving In He’s Headin’ Back From Somewhere That He Never Should Have Been And The Thunder Rolls And The Thunder Rolls Every Light Is Burnin’ In..
I can almost touch you now Flying above the clouds in a big ol’ plane I can’t wait to hold you and see you again Tell you where i’ve been I can almost kiss you now When i close my eyes i feel your lips on mine It’s so hard to fight What i feel..
That lipstick on your collar, well, it ain’t my shade of pink And i can tell by the smell of that perfume It’s like forty dollars too cheap And there’s a little wine stain on the pocket of your white cotton thread Well, you drink beer and whiskey, boy, and you know i don’t drink..
The first thing i remember knowing, was a lonesome whistle blowing And a young un’s dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town not knowing where i’m bound No-one could change my mind but mama tried. One and only rebel child from a family, meek and mild My mama seemed to..
I put away the groceries And i take my daily bread I dream of your arms around me As i tuck the kids in bed I don’t know what you’re doing And i don’t know where you are But i look up at that great big sky And i hope you’re wishing on that same..
There’s a sun set setting on another good night, Little can’t wait tailgate party on ice. Chilling in the back of a four-wheel drive, ’bout to pop a top, let it rock. Some are gonna wanna fight, some are gonna wanna dance, Some are gonna wanna carry ’round one in each hand. Yeah, we all..
Baby, I Know It’s Late But I Just Couldn’t Sleep I Got Up To Go For A Drive And I Wound Up On Your Street I Know That We Said We Shouldn’t Do This Anymore Ah, But Lonely Is Prone To Forget So, I’m Standing At Your Door Well, Maybe It’s Not Right Maybe That..