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The Hits (Tracks 1-9)

  • #01 Ain't Going Down (Til The Sun Coms Up)
  • #02 Friends In Low Places
  • #03 Callin' Baton Rouge
  • #04 The River
  • #05 Much Too Young (To Feel This Damn Old)
  • #06 The Thunder Rolls
  • #07 American Honky-Tonk Bar Association
  • #08 If Tommorrow Never Comes
  • #09 Unanswered Prayers








    Longneck Bottle

    Six o'clock on Friday evening
    Momma doesn' t know she's leaving
    'Til she hears the screen door slamming
    Rubber squealin', gears a-jamming
    Local country station just a blaring on the radio
    Pick him up at seven and they're headin' to the rodeo
    Momma's on the front porch screamin' out her warning
    Girl you better get your red head
    Back in bed before the morning

    Nine o'clock the show is ending
    But the fun is just beginning
    She knows he's anticipating
    But she's gonna keep him waiting
    Grab a bite to eat
    And then they're heading to the honkey tonk
    But loud crowds and line dancing
    Just ain't what they really want
    Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek
    And where it's George Strait 'til real late
    And dancing cheek to cheek

    Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up
    Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough
    Going 'round the world in a pickup truck
    Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up

    Ten 'til twelve is wine and dancing
    Midnight starts the hard romancing
    One o'clock that truck is rocking
    Two is coming, still no stopping
    Break to check the clock at three
    They're right on where they want to be
    Four o'clock get up and going
    Five o'clock that rooster's crowing

    Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up
    Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough
    Going 'round the world in a pickup truck
    Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up

    Six o'clock on Saturday
    Her folks don't know he's on his way
    The stalls are clean, the horses fed
    They say she's grounded 'til she's dead
    Well here he comes around the bend
    Slowing down, she's jumping in
    Hey mom, you're daughter's gone
    And there they go again

    Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up
    Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough
    Going 'round the world in a pickup truck
    Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up



    Friends In Low Places

    Blame it all on my roots
    I showed up in boots
    And ruined your black tie affair
    The last one to know
    The last one to show
    I was the last one
    You thought you'd see there
    And I saw the surprise
    And the fear in his eyes
    When I took his glass of champagne
    And I toasted you
    Said, honey, we may be through
    But you'll never hear me complain

    CHORUS
    'Cause I've got friends in low places
    Where the whiskey drowns
    And the beer chases my blues away
    And I'll be okay
    I'm not big on social graces
    Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
    Oh, I've got friends in low places

    Well, I guess I was wrong
    I just don't belong
    But then, I've been there before
    Everything's all right
    I'll just say goodnight
    And I'll show myself to the door
    Hey, I didn't mean
    To cause a big scene
    Just give me an hour andd then
    Well, I'll be as high
    As that ivory tower
    That you're livin' in



    Callin' Baton Rouge

    I spent last night in the arms
    Of a girl in Louisiana
    And though I'm out on the highway
    My thoughts are still with her
    Such a strange combination of a woman and a child
    Such a strange situation stoppin' every hundred miles
    Callin' Baton Rouge

    A replay of last night's events
    Roll through my mind
    Except a scene or two
    Erased by sweet red wine
    And I see a truck stop sign ahead
    So I change lanes
    I need a cup of coffee
    And a couple dollars change
    Callin' Baton Rouge

    Operator won't you put me on through
    I gotta' send my love down to Baton Rouge
    Hurry up won't you put her on the line
    I gotta' talk to the girl just one more time

    Hello Samantha dear, I hope you're feelin' fine
    And it won't be long until I'm with you all the time
    But until then I'll spend my money up right down to
    my last dime
    Callin' Baton Rouge

    Operator won't you put me on through
    I gotta' send my love down to Baton Rouge
    Hurry up won't you put her on the line
    I gotta' talk to the girl just one more time

    Callin' Baton Rouge
    Sweet Baton Rouge, my Baton Rouge



    The River

    You know a dream is like a river
    Ever changin' as it flows
    And a dreamer's just a vessel
    That must follow where it goes
    Trying to learn from what's behind you
    And never knowing what's in store
    Makes each day a constant battle
    Just to stay between the shores...and

    CHORUS
    I will sail my vessel
    'Til the river runs dry
    Like a bird upon the wind
    These waters are my sky
    I'll never reach my destination
    If I never try
    So I will sail my vessel
    'Til the river runs dry

    Too many times we stand aside
    And let the waters slip away
    'Til what we put off 'til tomorrow
    Has now become today
    So don't you sit upon the shoreline
    And say you're satisfied
    Choose to chance the rapids
    And dare to dance the tide...yes

    CHORUS

    And there's bound to be rough waters
    And I know I'll tke soome falls
    But wit the good Lord as my captain
    I can make it through them all...yes

    CHORUS

    Yes, I will sail my vessel
    'Til the river runs dry
    'Til the river runs dry



    Much Too Young (To Feel This Damn Old)

    This ol' highway's getting longer
    Seems there ain't no end in sight
    To sleep would be best, but I just can't afford to rest
    I've got to ride in Denver tomorrow night

    I called the house but no one answered
    For the last two weeks no one's been home
    I guess she's through with me, to tell the truth I just can't see
    What's kept the woman holding on this long

    CHORUS
    And the white line's getting longer and the saddle's getting cold
    I'm much too young to feel this damn old
    All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole
    I'm much too young to feel this damn old

    The competition's getting younger
    Tougher broncs, you know I can't recall
    The worn out tape of Chris LeDoux, lonely women and bad booze
    Seem to be the only friends I've left at all

    CHORUS

    Lord, I'm much too young to feel this damn old



    The Thunder Rolls

    Three thirty in the morning
    Not a soul insight
    The city's lookin' like a ghost town
    On a moonless summer night
    Raindrops on the windshield
    There's a storm moving in
    He's headin' back from somewhere
    That he never should have been
    And the thunder rolls
    And the thunder rolls

    Every light is burnin'
    In a house across town
    She's pacin' by the telephone
    In her faded flannel gown
    Askin' for miracle
    Hopin' she's not right
    Prayin' it's the weather
    That's kept him out all night
    And the thunder rolls
    And the thunder rolls

    CHORUS
    The thunder rolls
    And the lightnin' strikes
    Another love grows cold
    On a sleepless night
    As the storm blows on
    Out of control
    Deep in her heart
    The thunder rolls

    She's waitin' by the window
    When he pulls into the drive
    She rushes out to hold him
    Thankful he's alive
    But on the wind and rain
    A strange e new perfume blows
    And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes
    And he knows that she knows
    And the thunder rolls
    And the thunder rolls



    American Honky-Tonk Bar Association

    If your paycheck depends on
    The weather and the clock
    If your conversation calls for
    A little more than a coffee pot
    If you need to pour your heart out
    And try to rectify some situation
    That you're facing
    Contact your American Honky-Tonk Bar Association

    When Uncle Sam dips in your pocket
    For most things you don't mind
    But when your dollar goes to all of those
    Standing in a welfare line
    Well rejoice you have a voice
    If you're concerned about the destination
    Of this great nation
    It's called the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association

    It represents the hardhat
    Gunrack, achin'-back
    Over taxed, flag-wavin', fun-lovin' crowd
    They're heart is in the music
    And they love to play it loud
    There's no forms or applications
    There's no red tape administrations
    It's the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association

    We're all one big family
    Throughout the cities and the towns
    We don't reach for handouts
    we reach for those who are down
    And every local chapter has a seven day a week
    Available consultation
    For your frustration
    It's called the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association

    It represents the mud flaps
    Six pack, beer crack
    Over-taxed, flag-wavin', fun-lovin' crowd
    They're heart is in the music
    And they love to play it loud
    There's no forms or applications
    There's no red tape administrations
    It's the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association



    If Tommorrow Never Comes

    Sometimes late at night
    I lie awake and watch her sleeping
    She's lost in peaceful dreams
    So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
    And the thought crosses my mind
    If I never wake up in the morning
    Would she ever doubt the way I feel
    About her in my heart

    CHORUS
    If tomorrow never comes
    Will she know how much I loved her
    Did I try in every way to show her every day
    That she's my only one
    And if my time on earth were through
    And she must face the world without me
    Is the love I gave her in the past
    Gonna be enough to last
    If tomorrow never comes

    'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life
    Who never knew how much I loved them
    Now I live with the regret
    That my true feelings for them never were revealed
    So I made a promise to myself
    To say each day how much she means to me
    And avoid that circumstance
    Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel

    CHORUS

    So tell that someone that you love
    Just what you're thinking of
    If tomorrow never comes



    Unanswered Prayers

    Just the other night a hometown football game
    My wife nd I ran into my old high school flame
    And as I introduced them the past came back to me
    And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be

    She was the one that I'd wanted for all times
    And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine
    And if he'd only grant me this wish I wished back then
    I'd never ask for anything again

    CHORUS
    Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
    Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs
    That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care
    Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers

    She wasn't quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams
    And I could tell that time had changed me
    Inn her eyes too it seemed
    We tried to talk about the old days
    There wasn't much we could recall
    I guess the Lord knows what he's doin' after all

    And as she walked away and I looked at my wife
    And then and there I thankedd the good Lord
    For the gifts in my life

    CHORUS

    Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered...
    Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers

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