Тексты песен «Jb And Moonshine Band»

I ain't goin back to jail again There ain't no way in hell I ain't sittin in no cell again I ain't waitin on no bail Cause you ain't drunk no more, you're just cold and sad The pepper spray, still hurts real bad Two...

You could say I've always been a dreamer And that's how I'll always be, no matter if it's right or wrong Chasin rainbows that I can't seem to catch a hold of Living life like it was just another song No the nightlife...

It's 1 am and I'm still up, sippin wine from a solo cup I gotta six string, and it's capo'd up so I guess I'm doin fine I wish I had an ear or two besides the ones I'm hearing through To listen to the things I do, and...

Girl there's something in the air that lets me know you're mine You know that sparkle in my eyes is from the light you shine Yeah you make me complete Bring out the best in me And when I am blind, you help me to see All...

Back when I was 17, my friend he sold weed He used to let me smoke for free, so I'd help him make his rounds He always kept his pager on, cause back then nobody had cell phones He'd get a page, and we'd be gone we...

I've blown a lot of money in my life and time On pretty girls and lawyer fees and beer My truck ain't repo'd yet My whistles staying wet All my friends they see me spending but my checks don't ever clear Because...

This is gonna hurt This is gonna sting a little bit Them sticks and stones, No they ain't got nothin on this here See it wouldn't be right to keep leading you on, so I'm setting you free I'm letting you go I just want...

Woke up this morning with a bottle in my hand My mouth as dry as desert sand Last night I know I must have let the good times roll But today I'm right back missin you again. Your heart's as cold as it ever was I feel...

All alone the other I get to drinking and thinking about the woman of this old world, Well I known quite a few but between me and you I ain't never met the perfect girl, They either ain't that fun or way too young or...

I'm at home with a pile of junk, that's alright with me I'm right at home with a pile of junk, honey it don't bother me See I could be rolling all candied up, but honey that's not me I'm at home with a pile of junk, so...

The things that I do, don't help get over you But they sure do feel good at the time I keep on prayin, but they keep on sayin To hold on, for just one more night. So throw your love down on me Cause she no longer helps...

I got whisky drunk last night and wound up saying things that I never should have said Lord I wish I could erase the fact that I woke up in someone else's bed If I had any sense at all I woulda never broke that whisky...