Тексты песен «Pat Green»

Well I ain't looking for an indication Apologies or a consolation Pull them up and burn the roots Kill their horses and steal their boots Mmm yeah sweet revenge Went to the river some years ago And it didn't do much to...

Let your hair down, wear something pretty Don't you know, how you make us both look good? Well, call your momma and tell her we're going out tonight We're gonna be late, hey, we might not make it back at all So take me...

Let your hair down, wear something pretty Don't you know, how you make us both look good? Well, call your momma and tell her we're going out tonight We're gonna be late, hey, we might not make it back at all So take me...

Well I believe in hope and marriage Forever and I do But love suffers pain when you try to hard And tonight we're living proof If we fell in love already We can fall in love again There is no doubt, we can work it out...

Written by Radney Foster. I can hear the wind whisper my name. Tellin? me it's time to head out again. My horses are trailered and the lights are shut down, An' I'm long overdue for headin? outta town. Got a fever...

I woke up this morning Texas on my mind Thinking about my friends there And a girl I'd left behind The way she held me when we kissed The loving that we'd done And how I left her waving goodbye standing in the Texas sun...

My daddy was an outlaw, mom died giving birth to me, they both let me all alone when I was on bended knee, if you don't like my story I suggest you turn the page. I don't need no preachin', I ain't got no soul to save...

Now, women and whiskey Well, they ain't the answer Lord I just know that this here is true But the way that I'm feeling I just might be thinking Lord tonight they just might have to do I've spent a lot of long And...

Got myself a threadbare gypsy soul, Like to dance and drink and go wherever the wind blows. Got a little threadbare gypsy soul, Got a little threadbare gypsy soul. Got a little wild streak in my heart. I guess that I...

Wake up, what you been dreaming about I ain't got a lot to say, but I could talk to you for hours The way you talk, the way that you breathe The way that your spirit moves into me Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up...

Wake up, what you been dreaming about I ain't got a lot to say, but I could talk to you for hours The way you talk, the way that you breathe The way that your spirit moves into me Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up...

Marty had a boutique on the corner, Stanley was a trucker by his trade, and everytime that Marty would shake her tail feathers, it would go and make old Stanley's day. They'd go bowling every Tuesday, down there at the...

Virginia Belle Comes walking down the street I wonder if she'd stop and talk to me Would I stumble Would I fall Would I say anything at all Just to know her (yeah yeah) How great it would be Just to show her (yeah...

by Pat Green 2000 Greenhorse Music/BMI. All Rights Reserved When the rain falls on Washington Avenue, We would close our eyes and hold our breath, That's when I met you, so many years ago, Yes, I fell in love, and I...

Mile upon mile got no direction, We're all playing the same game. We're all looking for redemption, Just afraid to say the name. So caught up now in pretending, That what we're seekin' is the truth. I'm just looking...

Sometimes it's a car A certain shade of mystic blue I think of you And I wonder how on earth you are Or sometimes, just a song That's playing on my radio And there I go Just a wishin' you were singin' along. That's all...

As we speak my sister's packing up, the speakers on her stereo She's out the door on the man she said She'd love forever a couple of years ago He's a standup guy so I don't know why she would ever leave him I guess we...

by Pat Green ?1995 Dead Horse Music (BMI) September come to Texas just one time every year, so we get our guns and our pickup trucks, and a bunch of that Lone Star beer, well we head out for the open plains, where the...

I'm for wildflowers in the window, Mechanics you can trust I'm for crackers in my chili And leaving grudges in the dust I'm for drive-thru order takers Who can muster up a smile I'm for taking in that stray dog That's...

by Pat Green 2000 Greenhorse Music/BMI. All Rights Reserved Now it's cold outside , Feel the wind start to blow , All the leaves that have changed now,Are falling to the ground,You know I love this place, it puts a...