Nobody ever told you You shine like a diamond And you need to know What nobody ever told you Glitter like a gold Wish you could see yourself the way I do Take off all the makeup girl Shine your light, show the world Don’t be shy, don’t be scared

I need that Drink some, smoke some Yeah, hell of a day to load a twenty two and take it to the woods and let it ring into the night And break a bottle with the bullet, yes I'm 'bout it motherfucker Not a single solitary thing is missing from my southern

I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet, Lead her up the stairwell This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town, I was a dreamer before you went and let me down Now it's too late for you And your white horse, to come around Say you're sorry That face of

Seems like a dream They got me hypnotized Got me hypnotized It's the same kind of story That seems to come down from long ago Two friends having coffee together When something flies by their window It might be out on that lawn Which is wide, at least

Fallin' fallin' fallin' 'Cause when the loving starts, and the lights go down And you say that you love me You woo me until the sun comes up And if you use me again it'll be the end of me There's not another living soul around Say that you love me Have

She knows about me and I know about her You don't have to tell me that you don't care I know you do Don't tell me it's just a girl ting, oh, ahlie You think that I love her, but I don't want her She knows about me And now you know It's been good, but I

Long gone baby Lets get out of this town tonight Nothing but dust in the shadows Gone by morning light Somewhere we wont ever get caught, never be found Baby lets just get out of this town Got it all figured out inside of my head There's a bag packed up

Till there's nothing left standing, Nothing left of yesterday There's not enough rain in Oklahoma To wash the sins out of that house There's not enough wind in Oklahoma To rip the nails out of the past Shatter every window till it's all blown away, Every

And if I was a bettin' woman I'd lay my money down I'd bet he spends more time in them woods Than he spends in this house I got myself a problem I can't figure no way out It's like I'm married to a shotgun carryin', tobacco chewin', No good blue tick

So goodbye yellow brick road Where the dogs of society howl You can't plant me in your penthouse I'm going back to my plough Back to the howling old owl in the woods Hunting the horny back toad Oh I've finally decided my future lies Beyond the yellow