Treat me sweet and gentle when you say goodnight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me I get sentimental when you hold me tight Just squeeze me but please don't tease me Missing you since you went away Singing the blues away each day Counting the

I want it so fine Two drifters on the morning sky, Two drifters sailing wide and high, When summer breezes blow across your mind With you, I will walk the line. People walking hand in hand Everybody's singing to the band I want to be where the stars

Well I get my kicks Oh, come with me I'll show you how to live for free Nobody got a thing on me Done singing in the midnight street (ooh) Oh, diamond deeds, a minimal variety I'll never lack the quality Take the money

Good Lord willing and the creek don't rise Flying ninety miles an hour like a wild bat out of hell Singing hallelujah with a rebel yell Dancing with a little danger, fast and hard, wrong or right Praying I'm just gonna make it out alive Long about

Yeah I guess that’s my church Can I get a hallelujah Can I get an amen Feels like the Holy Ghost running through ya When I play the highway FM I find my soul revival Singing every single verse I’ve cussed on a Sunday I’ve cheated and I’ve lied

Back in the doghouse What did I do wrong? Yeah, back in the doghouse And I'm singing this song, well And I'm singing this song With things alright for a little while But then the story of my life Was gonna wipe that smile You heard the born of a bad sign

The boys of the NYPD choir For Christmas day And the bells were ringing out Still singing "Galway Bay" It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank An old man said to me, won't see another one And then he sang a song The Rare Old Mountain Dew

Life of the party So I guess I’ll be the life Everybody singing along to my songs Taking my shots, throwing them back Acting like you ain’t gone But I don’t want em to know I’m all alone And I ain’t got nobody I don’t want em to see I'm dying inside

Sweet home Alabama Where the skies are so blue Lord, I'm coming home to you Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin Singing songs about the south-land I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again and I think it's a sin Well I heard Mister Young sing

(Hey) Can anybody hear me? Is anybody out there? Driving around the city with my head down low, low See trouble up ahead and 2 ways to go, go One will bring tears to my baby's eyes And do you hear them angels cry singing You are not alone You are not