I wanna put you in my car and drive And turn you up loud, roll down all the windows and shout it out If I could press play, repeat, how happy I'd be Wherever I'd go I'd have you there with me You'd be right where you belong Let me put you in a song Well

Cordell, Cordell And I hope you've gone to a better place They say that you past away Cordell, time will tell Time will tell, time will tell Nana, nana, nana, nana Though once you ruled my mind I thought you'd always be there And I'll always hold on to

Have a nice day Oh, if there's one thing I hang onto It gets me through the night I ain't gonna do what I don't want to I'm gonna live my life Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice Standing on the ledge, show the wind how to fly When the world

I'm gonna see you there I'm gonna see you there, lay Where we can be natural, lay Where your heart is strong I'm workin' on the high hope And if it all works out, you might just see me Or hear from me in a while I'm gonna make it across this tight rope

I'm not giving up today There's nothing getting in my way And if you knock knock me over I will get back up again, oh If something goes a little wrong Well you can go ahead and bring it on 'Cause if you knock knock me over, I will get back up again I

Let it go, let it go Let the storm rage on Don't let them in, don't let them see Can't hold it back anymore The cold never bothered me anyway Here I stand Snow glows white on the mountain tonight, not a foot print to be seen A kingdom of isolation, and

I stand, I fall, I bounce off these four walls You laugh, you leave Is this how its gonna be It's fine for you and not for me Did you even care at all You stand, I fall I asked you to stay But you said there's no way I begged -- you call

So give me the hard stuff The kind that makes you real 'Cause I want the hard stuff When they're throwin' sticks and stones I'm never gonna give you up I'll be there when the storm comes We can cut each other to the bone Yeah I want the hard stuff (hard

It might be over soon, soon, soon Where you gonna look for confirmation? And if it's ever gonna happen So as I'm standing at the station It might be over soon (All these years) There I find you marked in constellation (two, two) There isn't ceiling in

Oh, my my, that's just the way we do it Cut off Levi's and kickin' country music Miles from nowhere, there ain't no city limits And that's where you're gonna find us havin' a small town big time Hangin' out at the old park pool Right after Sunday school