No, it don't matter as long as we're together It all feels like home Moved along It don't matter as long as we're together And we rode on It all feels like home (it don't matter) Feels like home You hit me up in the beat up 'cause that's just south of

Abandoned hearse Corroded to the bone A final curse We write this song Cold brains, Alone at last

All in the name of God and country All in the name Forever lost in comparisons Between you and the better man Yeah you're always so quick To take a bow I've got to laugh at your circus sympathy And your postcard sincerity Don't you ever get tired Of

Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, my baby shot me down I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Seasons came and

Bang bang, you shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down I was five and you were six We rode on horses made of sticks I wore black, you wore white You would always win the fight Seasons came and

Bang bang, you shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down I was five and you were six We rode on horses made of sticks I wore black, you wore white You would always win the fight Seasons came and

The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright Where I grew up, we rode in trucks Ridin' down Buck Island Road Down where I was born was heaven on earth We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids You either

He was a railroad man 'Til he stepped in front of the railroad train And Bangor when he went to Maine He rode across the plains The hauled bananas to Savannah And a railroad man You know, his name was Tex when he's in Texas Oh, a railroad man Oh,

We are one heartbeat in the darkness We are one lasting answered prayer We are one unbroken promise We are two, true believers Church bells ringing on our wedding day Climbed in that limo and rode away Guess you'll always hear some people say They're

On some rodeo man Best thing he ever did was leave ya You better pull yourself together Tina, I swear you're better Than just waiting around Don't talk about him, Tina You gotta get yourself up and dust them boots off Ain't no use in staying sad or