On the highway, thirty people lost their lives. In the moonlight, see the greyhound rollin' on. For the graveyard, thirty boxes made of bone. In the midnight, hear me cryin' out her name. On the highway, thirty people turned to stone. Well, I had some

Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was Down by the river on a Friday night A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women Never had a plan just a livin' for

I'm here for you, want you in my arms uncomplicated Think about us riding wild horses I'm here for you, no matter where you Go, no matter what you do I'm here for you, when there's a lonely Night who can you hold on to Is it better than, moonlight on

Sun don't let me down (Sun don't let me down) She's almost in my arms right now I know you gotta rise for the birds to sing But I need the moonlight to do my thing Stars are out Keith Urban, Mister Worldwide They say life is short So, I'ma live it up

First time was down by the river Don't stop, darling they're just rain drops The moonlight was all around Our breath, the only sound Baby, darling she said take me And drive me crazy Our sweat made both us shiver She was pretty, about seventeen When she

Get these wheels rollin’ down the road Find us a couple cold beers to hold Let that moonlight kiss your skin Like I’m about to do again and again Don’t matter where we set the party down Underneath the stars or the lights of town In a car, in a bar, girl

That's our only truth Ooh, blame it on the moonlight Just blame it on my youth I'm blaming on this star sign I'm too hot to handle I'm too hot to handle, yea Yes, I'm too hot to handle Blame it on the moonlight, blame it on my youth It's just another

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

After midnight Somewhere a-walkin' Searching for me I go out walkin' Out in the moonlight I stop to see a weeping willow Cryin' on his pillow Maybe he's cryin' for me And as the skies turn gloomy

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle