Тексты песен «Chris Knight»

Let the beer bottle Rattle on my pistol On the seat of my Chevy pick up truck And I'm taking these gravel roads As fast as my truck will go I'm running like a scared white tail buck It was a long night card game With...

Don't put a bridle on a bull He'll never do what you want him to Don't put a bridle on a bull He'll just take you for a fool And if you take him by his horns That bull will run right over you That ol' mule don't...

The road ain't looked this good to me In a couple of months or so I've been breaking ground, heading down A hard road to hoe I've been farming dreams but I ain't seen No harvest in L.A. But there's time enough to...

Got married at 16, had a 15 year old wife Guess I've been a grown man, just about all my life Like my daddy before me, I've done the best I could Somehow things turned out a little worse than they should Logan West...

When the rain runs down your window And you can't hold back your tears And you're so afraid to be alone You know I'm always right here You cry lonely, and I come runnin? I come to your rescue, I'll chase your...

Let him sit in the kitchen Til the red rooster crows And drink bootleg whiskey Til he loses control Let him find him somebody He can treat like a dog Let the house fall down And let him grow old Chorus: But...

i was eightteen my brother was twenty-one one saturday evening when all the work was done we went down to the river, had some trot lines to run my brother walter had a fight the week before knocked a boy named wilson...

Well I work for the city in the town where I grew up. Some days I run a backhoe some days I run a dump. If I had other plans on my graduation day, Then several years ago I guess I hauled ?em all away. Yeah I hauled ?em...

Capo 1st Fret Intro {G D Em C} x2 C G Well I was hauling logs ten years ago D The news was out on the radio Em That a shot was fired the night before C And a local man lay dead on the floor G And the dust was flying...

I use to run from the past But the world got to spinnin' so fast I run from the future now I run as fast as I can Tryin' to be a simple man I just want to slow down Well, laugh if you want to Call me a backward...

Her hair was as black as pike county cold And her lips were as red as blood on the snow She wore short vinyl skirts and them boots to her knees And she lived in the holler across the mountain from me Hard Candy so...

i grew up near what they call the flats aint too many people knows where its at cant hear the highway cant see a way out i guarantee it aint nothin worth cryin about daddy left us all back in '91 left us all...

Get up in the morning, fall out of bed Go down to the basement, cook up a little meth All the young folks love it, coming back for more Ain't it good to be working, got your foot in the door Hey, hell ain't half...

Pour my soul into my song Playin for the people all night long I work hard for my money and I want it now Don't make me have to tear your juke joint down Chorus: I'm a home homesick gypsy I was born movin down...

I've got a house and 90 acres some cattle in the barn Two kids with no mama, she left in a saleman's arms A sign by the mailbox says there's an auction in the yard Born and raised has been damn easy but lately living's...

If I were you I would gladly loan to me A dollar or two So I could eat yeah and maybe Get just one good night of sleep But I'm not And I'm stranded like a cast away in this town And you seem so unwilling to help a...

Sometimes I wonder where my next dollar gonna come from Keep my head up and something falls out of the sky Daddy taught me how to use my bootstraps and carry on He said God will be good to you son if you try Uncle Sam...

There ought to be a town somewhere Named for how I feel Yeah I could be the mayor down there And say ?welcome to sorryville? It wouldn't be on a map no where You might say that it don't exist But if you make enough...

Me and Billy roofers of houses Met at the local union hall It was like I found my long lost brother We drank like fish and worked like dogs Lookin? back I knew he'd get me in trouble But I didn't have too many friends...

Badge number 301 Sits in his car and stares at his gun He wipes the the blood from his shirt, The sweat from his brow He got out this time but he don't know how Well he'd go on home but nobody's there No one to hold...