Alan Jackson – Where Were You (when The World Stopped Turning)

Where were you when the world stopped turning on that september day? Were you in the yard with your wife and children Or working on some stage in l.a.? Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke Risin’ against that blue sky? Did you shout out in anger, in fear..

 

Alan Jackson – Small Town Southern Man

Born The Middle Son Of A Farmer And A Small Town Southern Man Like His Daddy’s Daddy Before Him Brought Up Workin’ On The Land Fell In Love With A Small Town Woman And They Married Up And Settled Down Natural Way Of Life If You’re Lucky For A Small Town Southern Man. First There..

 

Alan Jackson – Drive (for Daddy Gene)

It Was Painted Red The Stripe Was White It Was 18 Feet From The Bow To Stern Light Secondhand From A Dealer In Atlanta I Rode Up With Daddy When He Went There To Get Her We Put On A Shine, Put On A Motor Built Out Of Love And Made For The Water Ran..

 

Alan Jackson – Who Says You Can’t Have It All

A Stark-naked Light Bulb Hangs Over My Head There’s One Lonely Pillow On My Double Bed I’ve Got A Ceiling, A Floor And Four Walls Who Says You Can’t Have It All? My Room’s Decorated With Pictures Of You Your Letters Wallpaper This Shrine To The Blues I’ve Got Precious Memories At My Beck And..

 

Alan Jackson – Tall, Tall Trees

If you want to drive a big limousine I’ll buy the longest one you’ve ever seen I’ll buy you tall, tall trees On all the waters and the seas I’m a fool, fool, fool for you If you want to own a great big mansion Well i’ll give it my utmost attention I’ll buy you..

 

Shania Twain – Up!

It’s ’bout As Bad As It Could Be Seems Everybody’s Buggin’ Me Like Nothing Wants To Go My Way – Yeah, It Just Ain’t Been My Day Nothin’s Commin’ Easily Even My Skin Is Acting Weird I Wish That I Could Grow A Beard Then I Could Cover Up My Spots – Not Play Connect..

 

Alan Jackson – Summertime Blues

Well I’m a-gonna raise a fuss, I’m gonna raise a holler About workin’ all summer just to try an’ earn a dollar Everytime I call my baby, to try to get a date My boss says, No dice, son, you gotta work late Sometimes I wonder what I’m gonna do ‘Cause there ain’t no cure..