Hungover in a hotel room Gucci falling on the floor with the lights down low Dancing in the dark, body killing me Throwing off sparks Lay it back baby, anything goes Spent the whole night last night all messed up, making love Girl, I swear I've never

Thank you for your smile You make it all worthwhile to us I'm singing this song for you and your mum that's all Little James, we're all the same They always seem to look to us But we weren't meant to be grown ups You live for your toys, even though they

Preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of doctor good I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw Papa would do whatever he could Gypsy's, tramps, and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the

Please don’t let me die in Florida, I don’t care about my name. Throw my bed on to a train. And this is what I know. If you catch me dying in Orlando If you catch me dying in Daytona I was born in Indian summer, In the Southern long ago. Where those

You had me from "Hello" Well, you had me from "Hello" I felt love start to grow the moment I looked into your eyes, You won me, it was over from the start. You completely stole my heart, and now you won't let go. I never even had a chance you know? One

Forcing her own blood down Beneath the waters to drown Lying dead with eyes wide open Believing Satan was inside Ordering to abide To destroy her cursed children A common woman Lives by the bible Wed-locked a prison

At the Cold Spot RC, moon pies and a softball team Learned about life Learned about girls Learned about livin' in this cold, cruel world It was crickets, minnows and kerosene It's where you bought your tag for your white-tailed deer A hole in the wall

You should have told me, Lucy That's a long time How do you do, Lucy? You sure been hard to find I heard you had a daughter six years old And I just can keep from crying Six years and Lucy Lord, have mercy Is she pretty? Has she grown?

I was laughing, Playing in the streets, I was unknowing; I didn't know my fate. The game of love, but never really showing; I thought that love could wait. I was a young man and sure to go astray. You walked right into my life and told me love would find

I’m in it for the long haul I know it ain't easy 'Cause I'm the kind of man that makes it hard to love I just wanna believe that all this runnin’ Could lead to all this comin’ back around I'm in it for the long haul Let’s pick up the pieces