I just need some time, ooh Please don't call my phone, I need some time Just to sit and think about my life It's been every day nonstop every night Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I found a thrill to press my cheek to At last, my love has come along my lonely days are over, and life is like a song At last,the skies above are blue My heart was wrapped in clover Every since the night I looked at you And I found a dream that I could

Meet me tonight in Atlantic City But maybe everything that dies someday comes back And meet me tonight in Atlantic City Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night Now they blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready For

Every mile, a memory Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams From some old movie going back in time, you and me Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene Country roads, old theater

I can't believe it's last night again I can leave myself here The days seem so familiar There's something about the evenings Even though they change every now and then (Kenny Chesney): Well I can be myself here I can free myself here I see things go down

We bounce to this track And I don't care what anybody thinks about that Hands to the sky, and throw your head back I can't believe that every day and every night It’s getting better with you out of my life It’s like I flicked a switch and now I’m feeling

It's not the same without your love Every night and every day, girl It's late at night, nothin's feelin' right Since you've gone away I think I know why you left this time, But it's still hard to say I nearly lost it, when he came around you Now I'm

Could you keep your head up? Many moons will lighten the way And sure this night will follow a day And everything you once loved remains Sometimes the tears we cry Are more than any heart can take We hurt, just keep it inside Small wonder that it starts

Hey baby, you ain't treating me right You go off everyday and don't come home til night That ain't the way to do it That ain't the way to get along Well i'm pickin' you up and takin' you to my house Now you're up and you're treating me like a mouse Well

He wears high trimmed pan Stripes are really yellow Love will make you drink and gamble Make you stay out all night long repeat But if you treat me right baby I'll stay home everyday Love is just like the faucet It turns off and on My man don't love me