We Live In A Drive Through Generation About The Closest Thing To A Home Cooked Mea Is A Crazy Made In Three We Hardly Ever Gather At Our Table Life’s Too Busy To Be A Family Now If You Ask Me The Whole World Needs A Kitchen Like The One We Live In The Smell..
Don’t Rock The Jukebox I Wanna Hear Some Jones My Heart Ain’t Ready For The Rolling Stones I Don’t Feel Like Rockin’ Since My Baby’s Gone So Don’t Rock The Jukebox Play Me A Country Song. Before You Drop That Quarter Keep One Thing In Mind You Got A Heartbroke Hillbilly Standing Here In Line..
Well you can walk out on me tonight If you think that it ain’t feeling right But darling There’s ain’t no getting over me Well you can say that you need to be free But there ain’t no place that i won’t be Sweet darling bass run up There ain’t no getting over me I’ll..
Yeah I’m Chillin On A Dirt Road Laid Back Swervin Like I’m George Jones Smoke Rollin’ Out The Window, An Ice Cold Beer Sittin’ In The Console Memory Lane Up In The Headlights It’s Got Me Reminiscing On Them Good Times I’m Turning Off The Real Life Drive And That’s Right I’m Hittin’ Easy Street..
Well, down in houston texas way back in the hills Lived my old pappy and he had him a still He brewed white lightning till the sun went down He fill him a jug and he pass it around Mighty, mighty pleasin’ pappy’s corn squeezin’ (whew, white lightning.) Well, the g men, t men, revenoers..
He said i’ll love you ’til i die She told him you’ll forget in time As the years went slowly by She still preyed upon his mind. He kept her picture on his wall Went half crazy now and then He still loved her through it all Hoping she’d come back again. Found love letters..