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(# 7 top country album)
(# 32 top pop album)

© Songs Of Windswept Pacific, BMI
Back as far as I remember mama always worried about me
Ya see Mama knew my taste in women
She'd say whatever you do boy find you one that's sweet
Mama I finally found only that I'd like you to meet
She's sweet like a Cadillac sweet like a stack of cold hard cash
Sweet like the diamond ring dangling down from her belly button ring
She's sweet like a handful of aces tattoos in secret places
Mama can't you see she's sweet
No mama she ain't into ironing and she ain't one to scrub the house and clean
No Mama she couldn't boil a pot of water
So she won't need none of grandma's recipes
But mama don't you worry none she's taking real good care of me
She's sweet like a Cadillac sweet like a stack of cold hard cash...
She's sweet like a Cadillac sweet like a stack of cold hard cash...
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© Songs Of Universal, BMI
So many close calls dodging wrecking balls
There ain't a pitfall I didn't fall through
Girl there's no telling how I ever made it out
And lived to talk about the reckless things I used to do
Oh to tell the truth
I shouldn't be alive I've seen the other side
All I can say is I'm just happy to be here
Wrapped in your loving arms just like an answered prayer
There's a God out there and I'm just happy to be here
Happy to be here
Baby when I see your face I'm in a better place
Girl I'm so blown away that Heaven came down to me
How'd I get so lucky
I shouldn't be alive I've seen the other side
All I can say is I'm just happy to be here
Wrapped in your loving arms just like an answered prayer
There's a God out there and I'm just happy to be here
Right with you baby for the rest of my life
I'm happy to be here for the rest of my life
Right with you baby
I shouldn't be alive I've seen the other side
All I can say is I'm just happy to be here
Wrapped in your loving arms just like an answered prayer
There's a God out there and I'm just happy to be here
Happy to be here
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(# 14 country hit)
(# 95 pop hit)
© Acuff-Rose Music, BMI
It was a home run when the game was tied
A pick up truck when I could drive
One pink line when Katie said I'm late
It was a passing grade a pretty girl
All the money in the world
What mattered then kept changing every day
But when I bow my head tonight
There'll be no me myself and I
Just watch my wife and kids please Lord
That's all I ask for any more
Now a days it's crazy how a passing storm a siren sound
Can make me drop it all and pick up the phone
To hear her say that all's okay is all I need to know these days
Can't wait to see their faces when I get home
And when I bow my head tonight...
Let 'em outlive me by a hundred years
Let their laughter dry up all their tears
Let 'em love and be loved back like I have been
When I bow my head tonight...
That's all that matters anymore
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© Tree Pub, BMI
I remember when kissing you would take all night
Love was new back then the moment was always right
I apologize I can't believe how long it's been
So put your lips to mine and let's do that again
We could talk it over but baby talk is cheap
So come a little closer I'll show you what I mean
Cause I remember how it felt to be skin on skin
Girl right here right now oh let's do that again
Hmm yeah let's do that again
We can talk it over but baby talk is cheap...
Girl can you believe it's already 2 a.m.
No I don't need no sleep let's do that again
Baby let's do that again
Hmm oh again and again let's do that again again and again
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© Blind Mule Music, BMI
Monday I hauled steel from Pennsylvania
Swapped it for a load of long horns in Fort Worth
Wednesday I slept till noon
Parked outside a Houston greasy spoon
Carried Texas hot sauce out to Albuquerque
Spent the night and showered in a Motel 6
Now I'm Unhitched and comin' home
Get ready girl I'm burnin' up the road
And I'm only haulin' one thing girl it belongs to you
I can't get home too soon I'm in the passin' lane
Pegging needles leavin' smoke one state to go between you and me
And I'm only haulin' one thing
I've bet right now you're sleepin' in my T-shirt
The one you steal each time I'm on the road
You say it makes you think of me
I think of that and I don't need caffeine
So I'm jammin' gears and standin' on the peddle
Filled up with diesel fifty miles ago
For five days I've been in this truck
But I'll be home before the sun comes up
And I'm only haulin' one thing girl it belongs to you...
And I'm only haulin' one thing girl it belongs to you...
Yeah yeah I'm only haulin' one thing baby
Yeah I'm east bound and down that's right
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© Songs Of Windswept Pacific, BMI
There's a stack of pizza boxes
And cigarette stuffed beer bottles up on my TV
But it's better than I thought it'd be
There's a pile of dirty laundry
Where I got the clothes I got on me
And they're almost clean
It's better than I thought it'd be
I toss and turn half the night
But the other half I sleep alright
I eat enough to soak up what I drink
I'm still lonesome I'm still blue
And I'm still all tore up over you
But it's better than I thought it'd be
You pretended not to know me
When you saw me at the grocery unexpectedly
But it was better than I thought it'd be
And with every day that passes
My love ain't as everlastin' as it used to seem
Yeah it's better than I thought it'd be
I toss and turn half the night...
I toss and turn half the night...
Oh it's getting better yeah I like cold pizza
You know what else is better than I thought it'd be your sister
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(# 14 country hit)
(# 99 pop hit)
© Songs Of Universal, BMI
She was pretty she was smart
She was witty yeah she had charm
Cupid shot me
That's what got me down the aisle
But that match made in heaven
Went straight to hell
Split up our possessions
Put the house up for sale
And I learned a lesson I won't be forgetting
The next time around
I'm gonna marry for money I'll be so damn rich it ain't funny
I'm gonna have me a trust fund yacht club hot tub piece of the pie
Find me a sweet sugar mama
With a whole lot of zeros and commas
Don't really care if she loves me
She can even be ugly
I'm gonna marry for money
I won't have to love her family I won't have to like her friends
And if it works out like I planned it I won't ever have to work again
I'm gonna marry for money I'll be so damn rich it ain't funny...
Show me the money
Y'all I'm gonna find a wife on a leer jet the old lady buys me
I'll call her sweet heart and honey if she's a hundred and twenty
I don't care if she loves me she can be really ugly
I'm gonna marry for money
Oh cha-ching mucho dinero
Come over here you good lookin' thing you
There's your walker in the corner o'er o'er
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(# 50 country hit)
© Songs Of Windswept Pacific, BMI
I was there in the winter of '64
When we camped in the ice at Nashville's doors
Three hundred miles our trail had led
We barely had time to bury our dead
When the Yankees charged and the colors fell
Overton hill was a living hell
When we called retreat it was almost dark
I died with a grapeshot in my heart
Say a prayer for peace for every fallen son
Set my spirit free let me lay down my gun
Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired
But I can't come home till the last shot's fired
In June of 1944 I waited in the blood of Omaha's shores
Twenty-one and scared to death
My heart poundin' in my chest
I almost made the first seawall
When my friends turned and saw me fall
I still smell the smoke I can taste the mud
As I lay there dying from a loss of blood
Say a prayer for peace for every fallen son...
I'm in the fields of Vietnam
The mountains of Afghanistan
And I'm still hopin' waitin' prayin'
I did not die in vain
Say a prayer for peace for every fallen son...
Say a prayer for peace for our daughters and our sons
Set our spirits free let us lay down our guns
Sweet mother Mary we're so tired but we can't come home
Till the last shot's fired
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© Mike Curb Music, BMI
Ninety-five down the interstate
Mile high on a jet plane
Desert road or a downtown train
It's all the same
I can't outrun you
Now I can move to another town
And nobody to ask where you are now
LA or Mexico No matter where I go
I can't outrun you
You're in my heart you're in my mind
Everywhere ahead everywhere behind
Every turn I take you're right around the bend
It's like your ghost is chasing me
When I'm awake when I'm asleep
There's a part of you in every part of me
And I can't outrun you I can't outrun you
Now I've had chances with a girl or two
But all I ever saw was you
Holdin' my hand kissin' my face
I guess some pictures never fade
You're in my heart you're in my mind...
It's like your ghost is chasing me
When I'm awake when I'm asleep
There's a part of you in every part of me
I can't outrun you no I can't outrun you no
I can't outrun
Thought there might just come a time
Wouldn't regret tellin' you goodbye
But lookin' back should'a realized
I can't outrun you I can't outrun you
I can't outrun you
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© Window Music, BMI
He grew up pickin' in a chicken wire joint
Burnin' up the road from point to point
Doing Silver bullets singing Shotgun Willie
A five pice band and a coal black tele
He told his Moma one day I'm gonna be like the king
Buy you a house and a Big diamond ring
You can tell your boss down at the truckstop stick it
Your Backwoods bare foot boy done hit it
Hillbilly Rich Podunk Proud
He got horns on the hood of his caddy cruisin' round town
Got some nuddie boots got a big city cuttie
Blonde hair Brown roots
look out another hometown hick done struck it
Hillbilly rich
Theres a big crowd gathered at the wal-mart store
Hes flying off the shelf the folks want more
Got a sold out show down in Dallas tonight
and them Rhimestone sparkle in the big spot light
Combread country living like a rockstar
Got 40 acres and a swimming pool shaped like a guitar
Hillbilly Rich Podunk Proud...
Hes throwing parties catching the town
He got family he never knew he had
Hillbilly Rich Podunk Proud...
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© Hammering The Hits, BMI
Last night he fell down but he got right back up
Had one too many I guess
Tomorrow he won't remember tonight he just wants to forget
The pressure he's under the hell he's been in
The knife twisted up in his gut
When this is all over he's gonn get sober
Right now he's just down on his luck
Sometimes a man takes a drink
So he can just throw his head back and laugh
At things he can't change
Like the bills he can't pay and all of those ghosts from the past
It's the crutch he leans on when things have gone wrong
Life didn't turn out like he planned
Sometimes a man takes a drink
Sometimes a drink takes the man
Not that long ago he could take it or leave it
Now he wonders when it all changed
When did he stop being happy go lucky and become a prisoner in chains
Trapped behind bars no longer in charge
Where did the good times all go
He knows it's got him cause he's on the bottom
Real close to out of control
Sometimes a man takes a drink
So he can just throw his head back and laugh
At things he can't change
Like the bills he can't pay and all of those ghosts from the past
It's the crutch he leans on when things have gone wrong
Life didn't turn out like he planned
Sometimes a man takes a drink
Sometimes a drink takes the man
Sometimes a man takes a drink
Sometimes a drink takes the man
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(# 22 country hit)
© Steel Wheels Music, BMI
Eighteen wheeler dropped me off at that city limit sign
Sunday morning sunlight hurt my eyes
It's a long way from where I've been back to my hometown
But there's a man in me I need to drown
Baptise me in that muddy water wash me clean in amazing grace
I ain't been living like I oughta baptise me in that muddy water
Made my way to the church at the end of the dirt road
Draging what was left of my soul
I can see the Saints out back on the riverbank
And I could hear forgiveness calling out my name
Baptise me in that muddy water wash me clean in amazing grace...
Baptise me in that muddy water wash me clean in amazing grace...
Baptise me in that muddy water wash me clean in amazing grace...
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