Feels like I've lost everything that I've known We We tear our hearts out Then we we fight Hey, I know We We pushed our buttons far inside I cannot survive alone Away, I see it's going down Today, Hoping in time We'll bury all this pain

Together we're invincible And tonight we we can truly say And during the struggle They will pull us down Turn things around But please, please let's use this chance to Follow through Make our dreams come true Don't give up the fight

Two hearts trying to understand How we're gonna get there One way, everything's gonna be away When we're both trying to drive One wheel, four hands 'Cause you're not always right It's not like I don't try This is where we we belong But darling, I'm on your

I had a job, I had a girl I had something going, mister, in this world I got laid off down at the lumber yard Our love went bad, times got hard Now I work down at the car wash Where all it ever does is rain Don't you feel like you're a rider on a

So let me hear your love, sing Let me hear your love, sing Every night you play me something sweet And when I'm down, you always change the key I need you now, my heart has lost the beat And I'm counting on your love, hey melody We We both could use a

You could bet that Never gotta sweat that Even when the sky comes falling Even when the sun don't shine I got faith in you and I So put your pretty little hand in mine Even when we're down to the wire baby Even when it's do or die We We could do it baby,

Baby, you're perfect And if you like having secret little rendezvous If you like to do the things you know that we we shouldn’t do Baby, I'm perfect for you And if you like midnight driving with the windows down And if you like going places we we can’t even

Mississippi Queen She taught me everything You know she was a dancer She moved better on wine While the rest of them dudes were gettin' their kicks Boy, I beg your pardon, I was gettin' mine You know what I mean Went down around Vicksburg Around

Out of this goodbye town Nothing but a goodbye town Gotta find a way to finally get out This ain't nothing These streets are only bringing me down You're gonna think of me Right there's the high school where we we met We'd sneak out back for a couple kisses

Baseball cap and flannel arms Dancing with a voodoo doll Sweat rolls down the old guitar Seeing things the way they are A crooked look lay on his brow Beside a wisecrack whiskey mouth Tip up the bottle and pour him out Here he is again