Тексты песен «Montgomery Gentry»

Ah, let me tell you a little story about my family Daddy almost made a livin' With eighty acres and a plow He could have bought that place twice over Workin' for someone in town Ah, but you should have seen him In his...

I slept straight through to eight a.m. That same old lame alarm clock excuse just ain't gonna work again Well, I had a Marlboro for breakfast on the way out the door That's the third day this month I had too many the...

Where I come from in Kentucky There was an old grey headed man The day I left he said, Sonny Well, I know you got some big plans Round here we all think you're something But out there that doesn't mean nothing There...

(Eddie) Hey Sit down!!! You ain't leavin' yet, we're not done! There's a workin' man With a hell of a plan Tackle your each and every day He goes off to work In his flannel shirt Preachin' to the whole US of A Listen up...

Iam a total stranger to a three piece suit Iam okay in the jeans and boots Iam a hard days work to an aching back And the promise of a callous to both these hands I wear a lot of hats Iam a walk in the park to an Irish...

I'm a total stranger to a three piece suit I'm more... to jeans and boots I'm a hard days work to an achin' back I am a promise of a callous to both these hands... I wear a lot of hats I'm a walk in the park to an Irish...

This ain't no temporary, typical, tearful good-bye, uh uh uh This ain't no breakin' up and wakin' up and makin' up one more time, uh uh uh This is gone (gone) gone (gone) gone (gone) gone Gone like a freight-train,...

This ain't no temporary, typical, tearful good-bye, uh uh uh This ain't no breakin' up and wakin' up and makin' up one more time, uh uh uh This is gone (gone) gone (gone) gone (gone) gone Gone like a freight-train,...

Eye on the crowd, baby For folks who want to satisfy my need Someway, somehow Gonna find someone to spend some time with me Well I ain't lookin' forever Just a woman to treat a good man right You look so good you got me...

He works way too much for way too little He drinks way too early till way too late He hasn't had a raise since near his day In eighty-eight gets trampled on by everyone Except when he comes in here And he's the product...

He works way too much for way too little He drinks way too early till way too late He hasn't had a raise since new years day In eighty-eight gets trampled on by everyone Except when he comes in here And he's the product...

He works way too much for way too little He drinks way too early till way too late He hasn't had a raise since new year's day In eighty-eight gets trampled on by everyone Except when he comes in here And he's the...

(Wendell Mobley/Gordon Bradberry) She likes to read her Bible I like a good bar room rival Sunday morning she's in church while my hangover just gets worse We see things differently but she's hell-bent on saving me...

Shotguns, halter tops A Firebird from a chop shop A six pack of ice cold bud Screaming at the cop Hey, need another cold one Can't ya see, can't ya see What that woman been doing to me Well, that's Jay in the backseat...

(Mike Geiger/Woody Mullis/Bobby Taylor) I was there when the men came, and told us all the news Father forgive them for they know not what they do Till they walk a while, a country mile In my hillbilly shoes You want...

Well, I ain't got it all that bad There's tougher lies I might have had Sometimes I live hand to mouth But there are those who go without Might be things I wish I had But when I look at where I'm at I ain't got it all...

How it happens I don't care if it's rainin' Or what I wear I know today is taking me Where I'm meant to be Doesn't matter where I go With my boy shoes And my rockstar phone I'm waiting for a friend to call Or the rain...

I got drunk so sue me I made up my mind to not give a damn I tried to forget the way that you do me Yeah, I got drunk 'cause I'm your man It's not like I found someone else I could hold To make up for not holding you...

I've treated this ol' body like a stolen car Just some old disposable machine Pedal to the metal and a trail of broken hearts Yea I'd fill it up with almost anything My motto was live fast and go out strong But I never...

Well, I donat go out all the time What kinda fool do you think I am? But a rowdy Wednesday nighter Ainat really somethina you can plan Gotta be at work by 7, thatas right I should be gettina home, thatas right I used...