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(# 1 top country album)
(# 2 top pop album)

Gary Hooker, James Burton - guitar
Michael Johnson - steel/dobro
Randel Currie - steel
Jerry Douglas - dobro
Kevin Grantt, Kenny Lewis, Bobby Terry - bass
Ben Sesar - drums
Eric Darken - percussion/vibes
Stuart Duncan - fiddle/mandolin
Justin Williamson - fiddle
Bryan Sutton - mandolin
Bernie Herms, Jim Brown - piano/keyboards
Kendal Marcy - banjo
The Kun Pao Buckeroos
© Sea Gayle Music, ASCAP
To the teller down at the bank you're just another checking account
To the plumber that came today you're just another house
At the airport ticket counter you're just another fare
At the beauty shop at the mall well you're just another head of hair
Well that's alright that's OK
If you don't feel important honey all I've got to say is
To the world you may be just another girl
But to me baby you are the world
To the waiter at the restaurant you're just another tip
To the guy at the ice cream shop you're just another dip
When you can't get reservations cause you don't have the clout
Or you didn't get an invitation cause somebody left you out
That's alright that's OK
When you don't feel important honey all I've got to say is
To the world you may be just another girl...
You think you're one of millions but you're one in a million to me
When you wonder if you matter baby look into my eyes
And tell me can't you see you're everything to me
That's alright that's OK
When you don't feel important honey all I've gotta say is
To the world you may be just another girl,,,
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(# 5 country hit)
(# 28 pop hit)
© Sea Gayle Music, ASCAP
I can make anybody pretty I can make you believe any lie
I can make you pick a fight with somebody twice your size
Well I've been known to cause a few break-ups
I've been been known to cause a few births
I can make you new friends or get you fired from work
And since the day I left Milwaukee Lynchburg Bordeaux France
Been makin' the bars lots of big money and helping white people dance
I got you in trouble in high school but college now that was a ball
You had some of the best times you'll never remember we me
Alcohol alcohol
I got blame at your wedding reception for your best man's embarrassing speech
And also for those naked pictures of you at the beach
I've influenced kings and world leaders I helped Hemingway write like he did
And I'll bet you a drink or two that I can make you put that lampshade on your head
Cause since the day I left Milwaukee Lynchburg Bordeaux France...
Yeah since the day I left Milwaukee Lynchburg Bordeaux France...
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© Warner-Tamerlane Pub, BMI
Sittin' on a bench at West Town Mall
He sat down in his overalls and asked me
You waitin' on a woman
I nodded yeah and said how bout you
He said son since nineteen fifty-two I've been
Waitin' on a woman
When I picked her up for our first date
I told her I'd be there at eight
And she came down the stairs at eight-thirty
She said I'm sorry that I took so long
Didn't like a thing that I tried on
But let me tell you son she sure looked pretty
Yeah she'll take her time but I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman
He said the wedding took a year to plan
You talk about an anxious man I was nervous
Waitin' on a woman
And then he nudged my arm like old men do
And said I'll say this about the honeymoon it was worth it
Waitin' on a woman
And I don't guess we've been anywhere
She hasn't made us late I swear
Sometimes she does it just cause she can do it
Boy it's just a fact of life
It'll be the same with your young wife
Might as well go on and get used to it
She'll take her time 'cause you don't mind
Waitin' on a woman
I've read somewhere statistics show
The man's always the first to go
And that makes sense cause I know she won't be ready
So when it finally comes my time
And I get to the other side
I'll find myself a bench if they've got any
I hope she takes her time cause I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman
Honey take your time cause I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman
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© Sir Rob Art Music, BMI
When a freight train jumps off a track and rolls down my road
And its summer time in Texas and they're playing in the snow
When politicians everywhere stop telling lies and only state the facts
Right then that's when I'll take you back
Let's say I get bucked off a bull and fall and hit my head
And then I get amnesia and forget the things you said
I lose my better judgement and I take up smoking crack
Right then that's when I'll take you back
Go on keep trying come on keep calling
You know I like it when you come crawling
It's like music to hear you balling
When Donald Trump takes a part time job parking cars
When Clint Eastwood does ballet in a big pink leotard
And a donkey wins the Derby as he takes his victory lap
Right then that's when I'll take you back
Go on keep trying come on keep calling...
The day that old morning sun rises in the west
And they pass a law in LA banning artificial breasts
When cars can run on water gasoline and oil ain't worth jack
Right then that's when I'll take you back
Go on keep trying come on keep calling...
It's like music to hear you balling
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© New Sea Gayle Music, ASCAP
She's a yellow pair of running shoes and a holey pair of jeans
She looks great in cheap sunglasses she looks great in anything
She's I want a piece of chocolate take me to a movie
She's I can't find a thing to wear now and then she's moody
She's a Saturn with a sunroof with her brown hair a blowing
She's a soft place to land and a good feeling knowing
She's a warm conversation that I wouldn't miss for nothing
She's a fighter when she's mad and she's a lover when she's loving
And she's everything I ever wanted and everything I need
I talk about her I go on and on and on cause she's everything to me
She's a Saturday out on the town and a church girl on Sunday
She's a cross around her neck and a cuss word cause it's Monday
She's a bubble bath and candles baby come and kiss me
She's a one glass of wine and she's feeling kinda tipsy
She's the giver I wish I could be and the stealer of the covers
She's a picture in my wallet of my unborn children's mother
She's the hand that I'm holding when I'm on my knees and praying
She's the answer to my prayer and she's the song that I'm playing
And she's everything I ever wanted and everything I need...
She's the voice I love to hear and someday when I'm ninety
She's that wooden rocking chair I want rocking right beside me
Every day that passes I only love her more
Yeah she's the one that I'd lay down my own life for
And she's everything I ever wanted and everything I need...
Everything I ever wanted and everything I need
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© Sea Gayle Music, ASCAP
You've sure got a real nice place
So don't take this the wrong way
But I can tell by your decorating taste
You've been alone too long
You've got more candles than a midnight mass
That fancy mirror adds a touch of class
But do you know how good a mounted bass
Would look there on that wall
You need a man around here you can't do it all by yourself
To me it's painfully clear that you could use a little help
Someone to kill the spiders change the channel and drink the beer
Seems to me that you sure need a man around here
Thumbing through your stack of magazines
I don't see a Maxim or Field and Stream
I haven't been in a room this clean
Since they took my appendix out
Well you've gotta be kidding me
Don't tell me that thing is your TV
My laptop's got a bigger screen
Baby there ain't no doubt
You need a man around here you can't do it all by yourself...
Someone to kill the spiders and by the way you're out of beer
Seems to me that you sure need a man around here
Yeah it seems to me that you sure need a man around here
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© April Music, ASCAP
with Alan Jackson
I'm sittin' on the fender of someone else's truck
Drinkin' Old Crow Whiskey and hot 7 Up
Out in the parkin' lot
You can hear the band playin' right through the walls
Ain't no cover charge ain't no last call
Out in the parkin' lot
Yeah I love to see the neon dancin' on the gravel
And I love to hear the pickup trucks as they come unraveled
Some given up some given in
Looks like everybody's lookin' for a friend
Out in the parkin' lot
Whoops there's a couple who could not wait to get home
They're probably in love so let's leave them alone
Out in the parkin' lot
There's a couple of cowboys puttin' up their dukes
But there weren't much to it after both of 'em puked
Out in the parkin' lot
Yeah I love to see the neon dancin' on the gravel...
Now the band is on the bus and they're all loaded up to leave
But the drummer's got a girlfriend and she's tuggin' at his sleeve
Out in the parkin' lot
Yeah I love to see the neon dancin' on the gravel...
I'm sittin' on the fender of someone else's truck...
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© Sea Gayle Music, ASCAP
When I looked out today and saw that the sky was gray
I thought about the way you loved days like this
And driving in to town it really started coming down
Bringing me back around to all that I miss
It feels like it's rainin' you
It feels like it's rainin' you
I didn't even run inside or worry about staying dry
Besides there nowhere I can hide from these feeling now
Running down my face takes me to another place
I can't think of a better way to drown
It feels like it's rainin' you I can't explain it
But I am baptized anew it feels like it's rainin' you
If I had my way it would do this every day
I would never see the sun
Because the closest I get to holding you again
Is every time that sky opens up
It feels like it's rainin' you I can't explain it
But I am baptized anew it feels like it's rainin' you
It feels like it's rainin' you
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© Sea Gayle Music, ASCAP
Long stem things of beauty created by the good Lord
Cut down in the prime of their lives
Boxed up wrapped in paper delivered to your front door
Just to wind up in your garbage can outside
Tell me how many flowers have to die
Before you give this love another try
I've asked you to forgive me at least nine dozen times
Tell me how many flowers have to die
I'm crazy and I'm desperate I had you and I blew it
And right now I've got nothing left to lose
I've got a Visa in my wallet and I'm not afraid to use it
How long the needless violence lasts is really up to you
Tell me how many flowers have to die...
Stop the senseless killing can't you hear the roses cry
Baby how many flowers have to die
Tell me how many flowers have to die
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© Queens Knight Music, BMI
Seasons come and seasons go one day sun the next day snow
Flowers die and flowers grow but love is never ending
You can't kill it with goodbye it always finds a place to hide
Inside your heart for your whole life love is never ending
When the lights have all gone down it'll still be hangin' round
Even when you think it's lost it can still be found
When every memory has been made and the pages start to fade
And every prayer you ever prayed is heaven bound
When you think the ride is over you're back at the beginning
Love is never ending
When a man and woman start growin' old
The fire of passion may grow cold
But what they got still warms their soul
Love is never ending
When the lights have all gone down it'll still be hangin' round...
It keeps goin' on and on
Long after we're all gone away
Time may change what you believe
But one day the truth will set you free
Just have faith and you will see
Love is never ending love is never ending
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© Martin And Morris Music, BMI
O they tell me of a home far beyond the sky
O they tell me of a land far away
O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
O they tell me of an uncloudy day
O the land of the cloudless day
O the land of the uncloudy day
O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
O they tell me of an uncloudy day
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(# 2 country hit)
(# 28 pop hit)
© Sixteen Stars Music, BMI
with Dolly Parton
When I get where I'm going on the far side of the sky
The first thing that I'm gonna do is spread my wings and fly
I'm gonna land beside a lion and run my fingers through his mane
Or I might find out what it's like to ride a drop of rain
Yeah when I get where I'm going where'll be only happy tears
I will shed the sins and struggles I have carried all these years
And I'll leave my heart wide open I will love and have no fear
Yeah when I get where I'm going don't cry for me down here
I'm gonna walk with my grand daddy and he'll match me step for step
And I'll tell him how I missed him every minute since he left
Then I'll hug his neck
Yeah when I get where I'm going where'll be only happy tears...
So much pain and so much darkness in this world we stumble through
All these questions I can't answer so much work to do
But when I get where I'm going and I see my maker's face
I'll stand forever in the light of his amazing grace
Yeah when I get where I'm going there'll be only happy tears
Hallelujah I will love and have no fear
When I get where I'm going yeah when I get where I'm going
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© Sea Gayle Music, ASCAP
I remember working on a rooftop in the hot summer sun all day
Now I work two hours a night it feels a lot more like play
Fore Kenny joined the band he used to hang dry wall
Ben worked down at Valentino's
So when you see us up here and think
Man they're lucky
You don't have to tell us cause we know
Yeah we're laughing all the way to the bank
Cause it all just seems so funny
A bunch of guys like us in a big tour bus
Making that easy money
Desperado hauled cattle Grady drove trucks
Justin had a hot dog stand Kevin sold records
And Brent sold shoes and Gary was a garbage man
Yeah we're laughing all the way to the bank...
I used to have an ex-girlfriend that didn't understand
She said boy you're going nowhere fast
You oughta get a real job why don't you quit that band
Now she can kiss my backstage pass
Yeah we're laughing all the way to the bank...
Yeah we're laughing all the way to the bank...
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© Sea Gayle Music, ASCAP
[ instrumental ]
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© Sea Gayle Music, ASCAP
I could've been workin' overtime
Or at home tryin' to make that truck run right
Instead of wadin' out in that stream
All day long barely catchin' a thing
Just me and dad
I'm glad he talked me in to that
It was time well wasted
And there's no way I trade a few more dollars in my pocket
I could've spent for a day I'll never forget
No I didn't get a thing done
But I sure soaked up every minute of the memory we were makin'
And I count it all as time well wasted
Those leaves were a foot deep in the yard
And wash me was written all over the car
But watchin' movies all day with you
Wasn't on my list of things to do
But we laid on that couch
Girl we never left the house
It was time well wasted
And there's no way I trade a few more things
That I could've crossed off my list for a day I'll never forget
No I didn't get a thing done
But I sure soaked up every minute of the memory we were makin'
And I count it all as time well wasted
This world spins too fast if you let it
There's always one more thing to do
But lookin' back I never have regretted
Takin' off early or callin' in sick
Or lovin' away a Sunday afternoon
[3rd Chorus]
It was time well wasted
And there's no way I trade a few more dollars
Or things crossed off my list for a day I'll never forget
No I didn't get a thing done
But I sure soaked up every minute of the memory we were makin'
And I count it all as time well wasted
I count it all as time well wasted
**********
© Sea Gayle Music, ASCAP
The Grand Old Opry Theatre proudly presents cornography Kung Pao
Episode two the continuing adventures of the Kung Pao Buckaroos
The three cowboys needed a place to bed down for the night
So I suggested the establishment of Miss Kitty May
Or she may not
A former love and a woman of questionable repute
So they walked into the saloon and asked for Miss Kitty
And just then they heard a voice sayin' hi boys You lookin' for these
And the littlest cowboy turned around to see two huge 38's pointed right at his face
Jimmy you can't say that
What she had huge guns Smith and Wesson revolvers
Oh boy were they loaded
Cornography
She's aiming them right at us
Softer George it's more effective
She's aiming them right at us
Everybody duck
Not you Jimmy You stand up normal
They dropped the money they owed her and she bent over to pick it up
And oh that moon was beautiful
Now Jimmy you can't say that
Out the window I couldn't see it till then George
There were mountains in the way
Cornography
You guys are gonna get in trouble for this
That woman sure chaps my
Ask her out then
I think he's got a little thing for her George
Louder Bill it's more effective
I think he's got a little thing for her George
It's not that little
That was worth a three or four Bill
All right Jimmy let's get serious now
So the little cowboy was tryin' not to act too excited
But when I look at a woman that beautiful it's hard
Jimmy
What It's very difficult
I hope they're not recordin' this
Yeah
Ah
Cornography
And I said little cowgirl how would you like a little cowpoke
Here we go
Ooh yeah need a little Buckaroo
In your dreams short barrell
Bum chicka bow wow
Oh my God
So the Kung Pao Buck
So the Kung Pao Buckaroos rode off into the sunset
Tune in next time for more action and romance
Yeah
Softer George it's more effective
Yeah
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