Don't cry, little Robin-Marie Goodbye, little Robin-Marie Don't try following me 'Cause you know I'm coming home soon My ships' leaving on a three-year tour The next tide will take us from shore Windlaced, gather in sail and spray On a search for the

I just wanna be your favorite You should already know You know that you need a rider You know that you need a rider, babe You know that you need a rider, babe, ah yeah Won't you let me be your favorite? (You know that you need a rider, rider, rider,

Image that imagine that imagine that imagine that imagine imagine that Imagine that Close your eyes Now relax your mind Now I want you to picture yourself far far away (Prepare yourself girl cause we bout to take a ride)

Can you try me? (Try me), try me (try me) Once you put your pride aside You can notify me (-fy me), -fy me (-fy me) Baby girl, remind me (-mind me), -mind me (-mind me) Havin' thoughts you never had, yeah You're the best I ever had (you're the best I

It's cherry pink and apple blossom white When your true lover comes your way The poets say The story goes that once a cherry tree Beside an apple tree did grow And there a boy once met his bride to be Long long ago The boy looked into her eyes, it was a

You're music to my eyes Love, let your music be mine Sing while I harmonize Let your melodies fly in my direction Take me to your paradise On a musical ride I'm in love with your music, baby I had to listen just to find you I'd like for you to let me

But I know you love a little danger, baby Everything about you girl is just my style You look just like a little angel baby You got some wild in your smile Hey girl what's up, looks like you're good to go Hop in, lets ride, take it down this road You

Hiding on the backstreets One soft infested summer, me and Terry became friends Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in Catching rides to the outskirts, tying faith between our teeth Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house, getting wasted in

If your man get personal, want to have your fun I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side Best come on back to Friar's Point, mama, barrelhouse all night long But my Friar's Point

'Cause I'm a country boy Climb in my bed, I'll take you for a ride Up city streets, down country roads 'Cause I'm a country boy, I've got a four-wheel drive I can get you where you need to go I can get you where you want to go Excuse me ma'am, I saw you