I know you feel like you are breaking down. Oh be calm. Take it from me, I've been there a thousand times. And everything's wrong It just gets so hard sometimes As I walk through the streets of my new city My back feeling much better, I suppose I've

It just gets all the way to me It ain't like smoke gets in your clothes Naw, it cuts through my skin and digs in way down deep Soaks in like rain Burns like a flame Takes ahold of my soul underneath Something 'bout George Jones on the headphones Truth

And gets nothing but love For who I am I thank my fans so much Even though some may hate Still I appreciate All my friends and family That kept it real with me I been around the world

You didn't suffer in vain And you know tenderness comes from pain It's amazing how you love And love is kind and love can give It's down a rugged road you've come Though you had every reason You didn't come undone Somehow you made it to the other side

'Cause the music fills me good and it gets me every time Ba-ba-ba-da-ba Oh, it's just me, myself and I Solo ride until I die 'Cause I got me for life Oh I don't need a hand to hold Even when the night is cold I got that fire in my soul Ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba

Whiskey and you, Ain't nothing I can do, But come crawling back to, Whiskey and you. Always there, When my world starts closing in, Something to hold, No matter how long it's been. Gets me high,

Don't be scared of love Don't be scared I got you, I got you Maybe you got some bruises like the rest of us Maybe you got some bruises, but when it gets too tough I got you and I know how you feel Just call me and I'll be there I can see it in your eyes

She only gets that way with me When I am all she needs She ain't shy She's outspoken boy She always speaks her mind Except those quiet little moments And I hold her tenderly She don't cry Some how she seems to keep it all inside

We're the greatest No one does it like we do Say you want this too Say you need this too No one get's it like we do Kills it like we do Gets it like we do Somebody somewhere driving in their car is crying out Forever running from the truth, sometimes all

My baby, she's into everything I wanna do. So, what you wanna do? (You and me, sitting in a tree. F-U-C-K-I-N-G) She'll do every naughty thing I want My baby, she's up for anything I wanna do. She's a giver and it gets her off. If it was on TV, or ever