Sing a song about the Heartland When you hear twin fiddles and a steel guitar You're listenin' to the sound of the American heart And opry music on a Saturday night Brings a smile to your face and a tear to your eye The only place I feel at home Sing

I will sing, sing a new song How long to sing this song How long, how long, how long How long, to sing this song I waited patiently for the Lord He inclined and heard my cry He brought me up out of the pit Out of the mire and clay He set my feet upon a

He's just a singer, a natural born guitar ringer Kind of a clinger to sad old songs He's not a walk-behinder, he's a new note finder But his name's a reminder Of a blues man that's already gone So he started drinkin', took some things that messed up his

Why don't you come over 'bout a quarter to nine Bring all of your fam'ly and I will bring mine If I should bring my brothers, and you bring the others Then I can sing a song like Jeru, just for you Just for all the lovely people that you see in the road

Oh oh, sing me that song At least there's some song bringing me home Oh oh, same old song I left my soul sold, play me rock and roll It was a hard time living in the city Broke my mind, I was trying hard to fit in Somehow I tried to belong They were

Listen to my song And if you want to sing along It's where I want to be The only place for me Where my spirit can be free It's about where I belong Sometimes far into the night And until the morning light

All around the world same song All all around the world same song I came for the party to get naughty get my rocks on Eat popcorn watch you move your body to the pop song That I'm singing dinga linging funky beats ringing Everybody's swinging in the

You are the song that I sing You are the four seasons of my life But maybe tomorrow You'll change your mind girl Maybe tomorrow You'll come back to my arms girl You are the book that I read each day (Gonna sing it to you) The way you do baby

Real niggas do real things On the road to riches and diamond rings Hanging with the honies is the song I sing Busting my toast off the roof drinking ninety proof til spring Real niggas do real things, check We started out making, small time bacon Two

That would be very nice Someone to cling to me stay with me right or wrong Someone to sing to me some little samba song Someone to take my heart and give his heart to me Someone who's ready to give love a start with me Should it be you and me Someone to