Тексты песен «Halfway To Hazard»

Dents in the carpet where the couch used to be. and those frames remain where the pictures used to hang i guess she got all the things she needs she took everything beneath cause she doesnt love me anymore i guess its...

halfway to hazard with the rain coming down wish i could go home but its just an old empty house so i find me a cheap motel room and a bottle of black label jack you might find me dead by the morning but hey find me...

This workin' all day ain't gettin' me no where Breaking my back won't get it done I wish I had a dime, I wish I had a dollar For every dream that I gave up on y'all This hammer I'm swingin' is startin' to feel heavy I...

Tearing up the earth and knocking down those cornrows Plowboy and mule and a size twelve steel toe Workin' up a sweat, gonna meet her at the fishin' hole She got the bait and I'll bring the cane pole Let down the...

Her momma named her Daisy, got it from a magazine Through the mountains in her white dress she'd run chasin' me Thought she was faster 'cause I told her so Even though it wasn't quite the truth Well, I know she's an...

Soulja Boy off in this oh Watch me crank it, watch me roll Watch me crank dat, Soulja Boy Then Superman dat oh Now watch me you (Crank dat, Soulja Boy) Now watch me you (Crank dat, Soulja Boy) Now watch me you...

Sex and the city and Indian food Well, I never tried 'em, not until you But it's lookin' like you left me With some habits I can't break I feel kinda guilty whenever I cuss And I lay in bed at night and I, I think...

Was a smoke filled room, was a Friday night Talkin' to a sweet thing and having me a good time Went through that door, big Jim walked in He'd been pushing me around since we was kids Well, I lowered my hat as he came...

I'm tired of all these questions You leaving me thinking you're teaching me a lesson I'm tired of all these games Of being wrong and feeling ashamed Well, I'm tired of being angry over you and me What you say I'm...

You're the angel in my pocket You're that whisper in my head You're the perfume on my dirty shirt The favorite words I've ever said You're the edge I just stepped off of You're the sunlight through my window pane...

You're the angel in my pocket You're that whisper in my head You're the perfume on my dirty shirt The favorite words I've ever said You're the edge I just stepped off of You're the sunlight through my window pane...

Welcome to Nashville, welcome to Nashville Welcome to Nashville, welcome to Nashville Welcome to Nashville, Nashville, Tennessee It ain't been this bad since Conway had him a perm And you'd think by now them sorry sons...