SONGS ABOUT RAIN Well this town has closed down way too early and there’s nothing to do So I’m driving around in circles and I’m thinking about you Today I heard you got a new last name Sure didn’t know it was gonna hit me this way And the radio just keeps on playin all..
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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..
Carrie Underwood – I Ain’t In Checotah
Where 69 Meets 40 There’s A Single Stop Light Town And Back When I Was Really Young Part Of That Burned Down On Any Given Friday Night We’d Drive A Hundred Miles Between The Sonic And The Grocery Store Laugin’ All The While With As Many Friends As I Could Pack In My Daddy’s Ford..
Elvis Presley – Blue Christmas
I’ll Have A Blue Christmas Without You I’ll Be So Blue Just Thinking About You Decorations Of Red On A Green Christmastree Won’t Be The Same Dear, If You’re Not Here With Me And When Those Blue Snowflakes Start Falling That’s When Those Blue Memories Start Calling You’ll Be Doin’ All Right, With Your Christmas..
Alan Jackson – Mercury Blues
Well, If I Had Money, I’d Tell You What I’d Do, I Go Down Town, Buy A Mercury Or Two. Crazy ’bout A Mercury, Lord, I’m Crazy ’bout A Mercury, I’m Gonna Buy Me A Mercury And Cruise It Up And Down The Road. Well, The Girl I Love, I Stole Her From A Friend…
Alan Jackson – The Talkin’ Song Repair Blues
The Mechanic Raised Up From Under My Hood He Shook His Head And Said, ”this Ain’t Good Your Timin’ Belt’s Done, Shrunk One Size Too Small Those Spark Plug Wires Are A Little Too Long And Your Main Prodsponder’s Nearly Gone Your Injector Ports Are Stripped And That Ain’t All.” ”the Torque Converter’s Runnin’ Low..
Martina Mcbride – When God-fearin’ Women Get The Blues
Lock up your husbands Lock up your sons Lock up your whiskey cabinets Girls lock up your guns Lock up the beauty shop No tellin’ if they’ve heard the news Call the boys downtown at neiman marcus Tell ’em lock up them high heel shoes When god-fearin’ women get the blues There ain’t no slap-dab-a-tellin’..






