Тексты песен «Pat Green»

"Country Star" Well I sure am tired of these coffee house gigs Cause there ain't no money and there ain't no chicks It's gettin harder and harder to get my kicks so I bought a little ticket to Nashville Cause I wanna...

Saw you early this morning Sleeping all dressed in white For a moment I thought you were an angel Come to take me home alive You woke up and you caught me staring Smiled and said, "Fool cut it out" You said that I must...

(Chip Robinson/Steve Howell) Didn't even see it coming How'd I know you're mine Freight train just came roaring around that bend Should of heard those rails a singing Somewhere far off down the line Yes, I hope it was...

Found myself in a barroom Doin' things I ought not to Watching my life as it slowly passed me by I was holding on to lovers And disregarding others with my lies Living my whole life like this I guess, is risky business...

Dancehall Dreamer I found myself in bar room Doing the things I ought not to Watching life as it slowly passed me by I was holding onto lovers And disregarding others with my lies Living my whole life like this I guess...

(Johnny Cash) Delia, oh, Delia Delia all my life If I hadn't have shot poor Delia I'd-a had her for my wife Delia's gone, one more round Delia's gone I went up to Memphis And I met Delia there Found her in her...

My father had skin like leather Hands like steel From a lifetime spent In the cotton fields Though he'd come home tired and dirty Almost every night He found the strength to smile at me And hold my mama tight While...

Well, she was standin' there at the edge of outta control. Hair wild and her eyes filled with the pain. She took her heart on a string and tied it to a red balloon. And she watched it fly up high into the clouds. Don't...

Well she was standing there At the edge of outta control Hair wild and her eyes Filled with the pain She took her heart on a string And tied it to a red balloon And she watched it fly up High into the clouds Don't...

I found you in a Louisiana roadside park Beat up, broke down no place left to turn I took you back to Texas under a harvest moon We found a little place to call our own We shared all the hopes and dreams of our younger...

She holds the key to Eden's Gate Somewhere deep inside When she gives to me her patience And a hundred smiles none the same Her eyes are the ocean I am drowning constantly I am lucky just to linger In the corners of her...

A thick plush blue carpet at my feet A peacock stained glass window Starin' back at me A nine foot crushed white velvet Sofa in the hallway There's a TV in the kitchen She's cookin' in her panties Flippin' them little...

Every day at lunch in high school and all my senior year Id drink my cup of cola with a touch of Everclear I never had to study math, science, or history Id have a chemical flash back to jog my memory My junior year I...

by Pat Green ?1995 Dead Horse Music (BMI) I can remember my grandpa when I was five years old, he'd pull me up on his knee, and I remember every story that he ever told, He and my grandma well they would always be, two...

I woke up this morning with the afternoon at my window I must have tied one on pretty tight last night I don't even know if I picked up the phone to call you If I did babe I apologize I can't believe I even made it out...

Let's jump in my El Camino, uh, huh Roll the windows down Thought we'd see what kind of trouble We can find out on this messed up little town The Boss on the radio, uh, huh Take whatever comes We'll go flyin' down the...

Stay, won't you stay Please don't throw this all away You're out of daydreams girl, we will be out tonight You've been done so wrong that I can do you right And it's something for you And it's something for me So take...

Stay, won't you stay Please don't throw this all away You're out of daydreams girl, we will be out tonight You've been done so wrong that I can do you right And it's something for you And it's something for me So take...

Now we are walking in the footsteps of our fathers Standing in the shadows of our mothers Trying to learn from those who came before us I see the road maps in the lines upon their face And as I look out on this crazy...

When I was a kid I had a rockin' horse named Ranger Out on the front porch we would ride we would ride Little red cowboy boots, little red cowboy hat And a pistol that shoots straight as an eagle flys Mama would come...