You cut into my life Tar baby, tar baby Grandma came to see Something she could not believe How could her girl be Told the secret she conceived Oh, that big old smile of yours Could turn the wind into a song

In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all I gave my life to save her The ocean turned to red Cut down like lambs at slaughter, Good men were left for dead Time rolling along with the waves, A thousand miles away Holding you close in the rain,

Over and done, a changing of seasons The sun that ignited our feelings is down And I'm overcome if love was the reason Why am I on the run and So let's turn this around Before we're over and done Everywhere I go I see reasons For the pain

This whiskey got me feelin' pretty So pardon if I'm impolite I just really need your ass with me I'm sorry 'bout the other night And I know I could be more creative And come up with poetic lines But I'm turnt up off sizz' and "I love you" Is the only

Baby, please don't go Before I be your dog Turn your lamp down low You know your man down gone You brought me way down here Baby, please don't go Down to New Orleans, you know I love you so I get you way'd out here, and let you walk alone I beg you all

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn Doing it all by hand, 'cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Quarter in a payphone

Don't turn your back on me I won't be ignored Uh-huh uh-huh, jigga what I can't feel, the way I did before Uh-huh uh-huh, jigga who So I, let go, watching you, turn your back like you always do Time won't heal, this damage anymore You're gonna listen to

One little victory Just one little victory The greatest act can be Celebrate the moment As it turns into one more Another chance at victory Another chance to score The measure of the moment Is a difference of degrees

Sometimes life is altered Won't turn out right, can't turn out right Break from the ropes your hands are tied Uneasy with confrontation I know, I know Lived through you Safe with how we lived our lives With how it all turned out (But things are bound to

If you want to know the real me, just turn the page in my dirt road diary. It’s right there for you to see, every kiss, every beer, every cotton field memory. Tan legs and some Dixie Land delight, ridin’ round, windows down on a summer night. I was