I ain't chasing no neon rainbows
I ain't gonna be killing
It sure is cold this morning
They're hangin' lights in the
I can?t believe how much I can?t help
Believe what you
See that girl over there? Everyone thinks she's hot
And after
I'm not one to just open up my mind
I'd rather
Every morning when I wake up
I pour coffee in
His eyes were so stern
His hands were so strong
But his
I drive an 85 Chevrolet pick up truck,
Got dust on
Every Sunday mornin that old precher lets his sermin ring
His
When she got the news
The phone hit the floor
She fell
I strike a match to an old love letter
Another weak
Some day I'm gonna drive me a faster car
Park in
Ironwolf with your storm cold eyes
Are you really as bad
My little boy came to me last night
He said "daddy,
Everybody wants to leave this town,
But don't let that one
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