We'll burn that bridge when we get there Hello Miss Heartbroke Sit your sweet self down It's good to see your dancin' feet back out on the town Rumor has it you've had trouble with your man I've had trouble of my own, I think I understand We'll put out

I don't wanna be eighty-five, singing "Whoa, no, I think I missed it, I was chasing money" Caught it so easy like the common cold, ooh, ooh Tossing and tossing and turning around Trying and trying to sweat it all out Kicking the habit that's pulling me

Every chance I did or I didn't take All the nights I went too far All the girls that broke my heart All the doors that I had to close Thank God for all I missed 'Cause it led me here to this All the things I knew but I didn't know Every stoplight I

One flesh one bone One true religion One voice one hope One real decision One man, one goal One mission One heart, one soul

It's just a Choctaw County affair (Choctaw County affair) It's a Choctaw County affair Well, life's been kind of trippy down here in Mississippi Since Cassie O'Grady disappeared And me and my Bob Shaver been in all the newspapers Every day for naught on

Heaven light a way for a fallen Let me ease the pain from my mother But he feels the deception in his head Down by the lake of Mississippi A boy was born poor and abandoned And as he walk you could hear him yearning For a home and he prays And by the

Do I belong (All my missteps, I retrace Every failure, I'll erase My pride is gone I find the strength to carry on Looking back, what's left of me Am I the person that I wanna be) One by one, they stand single file To see the king of the hill atop his

In the middle of the night So when I call you in the middle of the night And I'm choking on the words 'cause I miss you Baby, don't tell me I'm out of time How you slipped through my hands I got so much of my loving to give you I keep coming back to that

I'm running after time and I miss the sunshine Summer days will come happiness will be mine I'm lost in my words I don't know where I'm going I do the best I can not to worry about things (I'm running after time and I miss the sunshine) (Summer days will

I can't see this world unless I go Outside my Southern Comfort zone When I miss my Tennessee home When your wheelhouse is the land of cotton, The first time you leave it can be strange, it can be shocking Not everybody drives a truck, not everybody