I swear there's way too many, tryna fall for one The ones that you bring home to momma (these girls) And the ones who love all of the drama (these girls) But I can't help it, I just wanna love all Ooh, I want 'em all (these girls) (These girls) the

I ain't gonna die tonight You can't kill me, not my spirit History is ours tonight The people are chanting, can't you hear it? Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh Open up the doors on 'em, we playing tonight Bring on the marching band and turn on the stadium lights

Oh, oh, oh, oh ‘Cause I'm bringing you back to life ‘Cause I'm bringing you back to life (back) It's a feeling that won't disappear And you're bringing me back to life (back) I was looking for something that I couldn't find It's a feeling you give me

That's were I'm from Cowboy town Dirt, Mud, and Dust Bibles and Beer Outlaws, Barb Wire, Saddles, and Steers Its a simple life, Oh its sacred ground. Hard times, High winds can't bring us down In cowboy town, yeah cowboy town We wear our boots to dinner

These foolish things remind me of you And still my heart has wings Oh, how the ghost of you clings! How strange how sweet to find you still These things are dear to me They seem to bring you near to me Oh! Will you never let me be? Oh! Will you never set

Just keep following The heartlines on your hand Keep it up, I know you can Oh the river, oh the river, it's running free And oh the joy, oh the joy it brings to me But I know it'll have to drown me Before it can breathe easy And I've seen it in the

Oh, pour me a slug of it Throw me a mug of it Bring me a jug of that Famous Ol' Spiced Many a year I have worked in these parts Running this inn that ain't marked on no charts Though its location to many is known If you're to find it you have to be shown

With words that pierce the dark with light Only by the blood are we set free. With mercy strong to carry shame With breath that brings the dead to life Hold the power to redeem. And nail it to a tree you alone Rejoice oh child of God Lift your eyes to

Bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me Oh, you better bring it to me Yeah, yeah, yeah If you ever Change your mind About leaving Leaving me behind You know I laughed

Bringing me some real bad news The takers get the honey The givers sing the blues Oh a stitch in time, just about saved me From going through the same old moves And this cat is nine He still suffers He's going through the same old grooves But that stone