Uh, suddenly I'm in the whip With the gat, full clip Out the blue, like a crip Doin' 90 on the backroad Outta nowhere my girl hit me on the bat phone I could hear it in her voice, know she just wasn't alone Then a voice I didn't recognize Said, "If you

When you see me again I hope that you have been I wish I could If you want me to stay I'll be around today To be available for you to see I'm about to go And then you'll know For me to stay here I've got to be me

Your abuse will end right here No longer will your family fear A gunshot to head of trepidation My promise if you ever lay a finger (Open fire, build the pyre) You starve your children on neglect Then feed their bellies with fear Concussion bat to the

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

When you see me again I hope that you have been I wish I could If you want me to stay I'll be around today To be available for you to see I'm about to go And then you'll know For me to stay here I've got to be me

Whoa, I never meant to brag But, I got him where I want him now. Whoa, it was never my intention to brag To steal it all away from you now. But God does it feel so good, Cause I got him where I want him now. And if you could then you know you would.

But I can't remember where or when It seems we stood and talked like this before We looked at each other in the same way then The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore The smile you are smiling you were smiling then Some things that happened

Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Then he'll be a true love of mine Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Remember me to one who lives there He once was a true love of mine Tell him to make me a cambric shirt Without no seams nor needle work Tell him to

There was a boy, A very small enchated boy. They say he wandered very far, very far, Over land and sea. A little shy and sad of eye, But very wise was he. And then one day. One magic day he came my way. And as we spoke of many things,

There was a boy, A very small enchated boy. They say he wandered very far, very far, Over land and sea. A little shy and sad of eye, But very wise was he. And then one day. One magic day he came my way. And as we spoke of many things,