You'll try and come back when you famous Dogs on this side, dogs over on this side Yes, I'm hurting, yes, I'm jaded (jaded) You wanna hit me up when you make it (Back around, back around) You wanna get with me, stop (playin') Leaving me (leavin' me)

They tried to make me go to rehab Yes, I been black But when I come back, you'll know, know, know I ain't got the time And if my daddy thinks I'm fine He's tried to make me go to rehab I won't go, go, go I said, no, no, no I'd rather be at home with a Ray

Eyes are gonna roll back I'm here to kill time It ain't yo fast train I'll be the king running near the wheel I ain't looking to make no deals here no For you to go I'ma gon' spill Everybody wants to be a showman Yeah they all got another one Everybody

Let the rain fall down upon her Let her cry, for she's a lady Let her dream, she's a child She's a free and gentle flower growing wild She's faced the hardest times you could imagine And many times her eyes fought back the tears And when her youthful

If I could change yesterday I would take back the time I gave to you Start over and rise from the black and blue Don't say you're not to blame Don't say you're not the one to blame You dragged me through your darkness to soak up all the rain And don't

Seems like lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on I close my eyes and picture you're hand in mine I still hear your voice that takes me back to that time Where I can find a reason to be strong It's pretty cold for late September And autumn wind

When I was Jack and you were Diane Does it make you laugh Every time you hear that song Do you close your eyes Do the memories take you back Six packs and a Chevy Cheyenne Do you turn it up Do you sing along

But this plane don't go there This plane can't take me back in time I could go anywhere But I can't go back to that night, if I could I would, I swear There's a moment I can see I close my eyes from this window seat It's you and me under a midnight sky

"Ha oh ho, aw, play something country." Crank up the band, play the steel guitar. Hank it up a little, let's rock this bar. Threw back a shot, yelled "I'm a George Strait junkie." "Ha oh ho, play something country." Yes, she blew through the door like

I'll dive back in I'm underwater With no air in my lungs My eyes are open I'm done giving up You are the wave I could never tame If I survive Dive right back into you