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| More Than A Memory - #1 Debut (2007) | Garth Brooks | More Than A Memory - #1 Debut (2007)
People say she's only in my head
It's gonna take time but I'll forget They say I need to get on with my life What they don't realize Is when you're dialing 6 numbers just to hang up the phone Driving cross town just to see if she's home Waking a friend in the dead of the night Just to hear him say it's going to be alright When you're finding things to do, not to fall asleep Cause you know she'll be there in your dreams That's when she's More than a memory Took a match to everything she ever wrote Watched her words go up in smoke Tore all her pictures off the wall That ain't helping me at all Cause when you're talking out loud but nobody's there You look like hell & you just don't care You're drinking more than you ever drank Sinking down lower than you ever sank When you find yourself falling down upon your knees Praying to God, begging him "please" That's when she's More than a memory She's more She's more Cause when you're dialing her number just to hang up the phone Driving cross town just to see if she's home Waking a friend in the dead of the night Just to hear him say it's going to be alright When you're finding things to do, not to fall asleep Cause you know she's waiting in your dreams That's when she's More than a memory People say she's only in my head Gonna take time but I'll forget |
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| My Neck Of The Woods - Album Cut (2003) | Blake Shelton | My Neck Of The Woods - Album Cut (2003)
Grandpa's down
By the two lane In the blazing sun Or pouring rain Sells tomatoes From the back Of his pickup truck Reads the Bible line for line While sipping on Some homeade wine That's who he is And what he does He's just like us My Dad's got A crippled hand A casualty of Vietnam But he's still down At the sawmill every day Oh and first thing 'Fore the break of dawn Mama's got his eggs And coffee on My whole life It's been that way We come from Back in the hollers We got sweat On our blue collars The living's hard But the living's good You see God sent The heavens down And hung 'em 'round My neck of the woods Just as sure as the river flows We take care of our own Step right up when someone needs a friend Last year on the Johnson farm A fire wiped out the house and barn The whole town showed up To build 'em back again, all right We come from Back in the hollers We got sweat On our blue collars The living's hard But the living's good You see God sent The heavens down And hung 'em 'round My neck of the woods We come from Back in the hollers We got sweat On our blue collars The living's hard But the living's good You see God sent The heavens down And hung 'em 'round My neck of the woods |
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| My Own Worst Enemy - Album Cut (1995) | Billy Montana | ||||
| Nevada Dust - Album Cut (2001) | James/Dean | ||||
| No Sir | Darryl and Don Ellis | ||||
| No Yesterday - Album Cut (1995) | Billy Montana | ||||
| Not Every Man Lives | Jason Aldean | ||||
| Not Every Man Lives | Matt Gary | ||||
| Not Me - Album Cut (2005) | Keni Thomas | ||||
| Not Ready For Love Again | Keni Thomas | ||||
| Ohio - Album Cut (2003) | Mike Plume Band | ||||
| One Love - Album Cut (2002) | BlackHawk | One Love - Album Cut (2002)
We are
Just children in his hands Two in a million Precious grains of sand We sift through his fingers Dancing on the wind We find each other One you, one me One chance for us to live One heart, one soul One life for us to give One dream, one sky One God up above One you, one me One love Yeah, yeah, yeah One love A star Made a wish on us tonight Hanging out in heaven Inspired by our light Cause He knows How it feels To shine upon the world And last forever One you, one me One chance for us to live One heart, one soul One life for us to give One dream, one sky One God up above One you, one me One love Yeah, yeah, yeah One love Just two in a million Precious grains of sand We found each other Together Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah One you, one me One chance for us to live One heart, one soul One life for us to give One dream, one sky One God up above Yeah, yeah, yeah One love Yeah, yeah, yeah One love |
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| One Love - Album Cut (2003) | Sister Hazel | One Love - Album Cut (2003)
We are just children understand
We're two in a million But precious grains of sand We slip through the fingers And dancing on the wind We find each other One you - one me One chance for us to live One heart - one soul One life for us to give One dream - one mind One sky up above One you - one me One love Yeah yeah yeah One love A star made a wish on us tonight Hangin' out in heaven Inspired by our light And she knows how it feels To shine on all the world And last forever One you - one me One chance for us to live One heart - one soul One life for us to give One dream - one mind One sky up above One you - one me One love Yeah yeah yeah One love Surrender all your battles It's only love that makes us matter We are the possibilities As endless as our imagination One you - one me One chance for us to live One heart - one soul One life for us to give One dream - one mind One sky up above One you - one me One love Yeah yeah yeah One love Yeah yeah yeah One love One you - one me One chance for us to live One love One you - one me |
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| Problems At Home - Album Cut (2001) | Blake Shelton | Problems At Home - Album Cut (2001)
Fires are burning up the forests
Down along the Amazon There's children starving in Guatemala They're just barely hanging on And I pray they'll find the answer That there's a way to right the wrong And Lord while you're listening Could I mention some troubles of my own I got problems right here at home A teenage boy in Mississippi Brings his daddy's gun to school A little girl in New York City Buys cocaine for Mama to use And I pray they'll find the answer That there's a way to right the wrong And Lord while you're listening Could I mention some troubles of my own I got problems right here at home My wife is crying; Our baby's fighting A battle that she may not win The doctor's doing all that he can God now it's all in your hands And I pray they'll find the answer That there's a way to right the wrong Now I'm just one man, a grain of sand In a troubled world I know But I've got a problem right here at home I've got a problem right here at home |
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| Rain Through The Roof - #58(Billboard) (1995) | Billy Montana | ||||
| Savin' It Up For Saturday Night - Album Cut (1995) | Billy Montana | ||||
| Seven Days | Keni Thomas | ||||
| Seven Days a Thousand Times | Kenny Chesney | ||||
| Shreveport to LA | Keni Thomas | ||||
| Smoke In the Wind | Megan Mullins | ||||
| Somewhere Between the Two | Savannah Jack | ||||
| Stuck | Ash Bowers | ||||
| Suds In The Bucket - #1 (2004) | Sara Evans | Suds In The Bucket - #1 (2004)
She was in the backyard - they say it was a little past nine
When her prince pulled up - a white pickup truck Her folks shoulda seen it comin' - it was only just a matter of time Plenty old enough - and you can't stop love She stuck a note on the screen door - "sorry but I got to go" That was all she wrote - her mama's heart was broke That was all she wrote - so the story goes Chorus Now her daddy's in the kitchen - starin' out the window Scratchin' and a rackin' his brains How could 18 years just up and walk away Our little pony-tailed girl growed up to be a woman Now she's gone in the blink of an eye She left the suds in the bucket And the clothes hangin' out on the line Now don't you wonder what the preacher's gonna preach about Sunday morn Nothin' quite like this has happened here before Well he must have been a looker - smooth talkin' son of a gun For such a grounded girl - to just up and run Course you can't fence time - and you can't stop love 2nd Chorus Now all the biddy's in the beauty shop gossip goin' non-stop Sippin' on pink lemonade How could 18 years just up and walk away Our little pony-tailed girl growed up to be a woman Now she's gone in the blink of an eye She left the suds in the bucket And the clothes hangin' out on the line Instrumental 3rd Chorus She's got her pretty little bare feet hangin' out the window And they're headin' up to Vegas tonight How could 18 years just up and walk away Our little pony-tailed girl growed up to be a woman Now she's gone in the blink of an eye She left the suds in the bucket And the clothes hangin' out on the line She was in the backyard - they say it was a little past nine When her prince pulled up - a white pickup truck Plenty old enough - and you can't stop love And you can't fence time, and you can't stop love |
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| The Hunger - #24(Billboard) (2000) | Steve Holy | The Hunger - #24(Billboard) (2000)
She hates bein' on her own, but she does her best
Empty nights create the hunger for love and tenderness She spends so much time alone She says it makes her wonder If she'll ever find someone who'll make her feel alive And satisfy the hunger He always reads a lot at night, but he's gettin' tired of it An empty house deepens desire for true companionship When he sees himself in the mirror, he don't look no younger He just keeps on fightin' the fear that'll he'll go through life And not satisfy the hunger Oh the hunger, the need for lovin' arms Oh the hunger, longing for contentment of the heart She picks up a second job at an all night diner Anything that she can do to fill the empty hours Then by chance her destiny he's there across the counter Their lives are changed by what they see in each other's eyes They recognize the hunger Oh the hunger, the need for lovin' arms Oh the hunger, longing for contentment of the heart The hunger Oh, the hunger Yeah, the hunger |
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| The Last Love In This Town (1997) | Ricochet | ||||
| The Maker of Them All | Guy Penrod | ||||
| The Preacher Won't Have To Lie - Album Cut (1998) | Lee Ann Womack | The Preacher Won't Have To Lie - Album Cut (1998)
I used to believe what money could bring
Was worth more than anything else But all that changed when I had a dream And I got a good look at myself I stood face to face with the ghost of my past And the spirit what was to come And they made it clear that one day I'd have to Answer for what I had done And I saw what I'd become The choices you make The chances you take They'll follow you all of your life I'm just tryin' to live so when I die The preacher won't have to lie I ain't no prophet and I ain't no saint And I ain't made no great sacrifice I just keep tryin' to carry my weight I keep trying to do what is right And it's hard to do right sometimes The choices you make The chances you take They'll follow you all of your life I'm just tryin' to live so when I die The preacher won't have to lie The choices you make The chances you take They'll follow you all of your life I'm just tryin' to live so when I die The preacher won't have to lie Oh, the preacher won't have to lie |
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| The Songs I've Sung | Walt Wilkins | ||||
| There's A Place | Wynonna Judd | ||||
| Thinkin' Strait - #53(Billboard) (1996) | Rich McCready | ||||
