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| Title | Artist | Links | |||
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| Stuck #42(Billboard) (2009) | 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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| That Way Again | Lee Brice | ||||
| 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 | ||||
| Thinkin' Strait - #53(Billboard) (1996) | Rich McCready | ||||
| We've All Got Our Reasons | Walt Wilkins | ||||
| We've All Got Our Reasons | Pat Green | ||||
| What If I Was Willin' | Tara Oram | ||||
| What Is It About You - Album Cut (2003) | Bering Strait | What Is It About You - Album Cut (2003)
My lips and my mouth are as dry as the dust, My heart thunders in my head
So loud that it drowns out the sounds of our voices, And I can't heard a word being said; Dazed and confused, like I'm in an illusion, Livin' outside of time Like my arms and my hands and the skin on my fingers Are somebody else's not mine. CHO: What is it about you? I can't control the hunger; What is it about you? And the spell you've got me under. As desire washes over me like water, oh I wonder What is it about you? What is it about you? There's no explanation, I'm helpless when I Just imagine you touching me And when I fantasize I see me in your eyes, And I swear it's reality; All I've go to do is think about you, And the blood rushes through my veins You're my only addiction - the need to be with you Is driving me insane. (Repeat Chorus) Oh, I don't know if it's love, Or if it's obsession But it's something - It's something (Repeat Chorus) What is it about you? My lips and my mouth are as dry as the dust, My heart thunders in my head. |
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| While Talking to Myself | Bill Anderson | ||||
| Wreckin' Crew | Trini Triggs | ||||
