Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By Darryl Worley, There's a little shack tucked back in the timber
It wasn't
By Darryl Worley, I got a lot of highway to travel
I got a
By Darryl Worley, Dancing in the living room, cutting up a rug
Dancing with
By Darryl Worley, I dug this hole I'm standing in
She made it clear
By Darryl Worley, I miss the look of surrender in your eyes
The way
By Darryl Worley, Darryl Worley
"I wouldn't mind the shackles"
i been known to have
By Darryl Worley, Big brown eyes, soft red lips
I'm thinkin' I could get
By Darryl Worley, I was flying down the highway weavin in and out
By Darryl Worley, Sometimes this crazy world can make us all feel bad
I
By Darryl Worley, Worked all week, got it all done
Lets make a Tennessee
By Darryl Worley, If it's really over and there's nothing I can say
I'll
By Darryl Worley, You've packed up the cups and dishes
Loaded down the car
Hold