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"All Kinds Of Kinds"

Ilsa was an acrobat who went and fell in love with that
Horatio the human cannonball.
A weddin' 'neath the big top tent with barkers clowns and elephants
Sideshow family oddities and all.
The dog-faced boy howled out with joy
As the tattooed lady was crying.

I have been draggin' around your sensitive ego
Making sure that your bags arrive on time
For the dog and pony show
Little suitcase like a brick
Kinda makes it hard to get a good grip
I drop your troubles off at a conveyor belt
I'll hand you a ticket to go get it yourself

I met him on the edge of a goodbye.

I was standing there with no place left to fly.

I was young but never green, a little wiser than my time it seemed.

He told me about the places he could hide.

t took me five bars some thirty license plates
I saw her mustang and my eyes filled up with rage
I brought my pistol but I ain't some kind of fool
So I walked right in bare-handed
She was on his arm while he was playing pool
Just like I used to do
She kissed him while I got a beer
She didn't think I'd show up here

You’ve got the bullets
I’ve got the gun.
I’ve got a hankering for getting into something

I hit the bottle, you hit the gas,
I heard your 65 can really haul some ass.

I’m feeling frisky, you're feeling good

County road 233, under my feet
Nothin' on this white rock but little ol' me
I've got two miles till, he makes bail
And if I'm right we're headed straight for hell

I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well now he's got one

County road 233, under my feet
Nothin' on this white rock but little ol' me
I've got two miles till, he makes bail
And if I'm right we're headed straight for hell

I'm goin' home, gonna load my shotgun
Wait by the door and light a cigarette
If he wants a fight, well now he's got one

I ain't the kind you take home to mama
I ain't the kind to wear no ring
Somehow I always get stronger
When I'm on my second drink

Even though I hate to admit it
Sometimes I smoke cigarettes
Christian folks say I should quit it

'm waitin' on the sun to set cause yesterday aint over yet
I started smoking cigarettes there's nothing else to do I guess
Dusty roads aint made for walking, spinning tires aint made for stoppin'
I'm giving up on love cause love's given up on me

I gave it everything I had and everything I got was bad
Life aint hard but it's too long to live it like some country song
Trade the truth in for a lie, cheating really aint a crime

"Little Red Wagon"

You only love me for my big sun glasses
And my Tony Lomas
And my Dodge Dart classic
You said "I'll be Johhny and you be June
I'll ride with you to the moon"
But guess what?

Maybe you're just jaded from some nobody's unforgotten words
Maybe you're just faded a little gray from every time that you've been hurt
So you're looking for your skin
That you never did fit in
You can't hide when you're turned inside out
Love is looking for you now

Maybe you've been burning

"Love Letters"

Love Letters on wet paper
Forgivers, no takers
An angel who never got wings
You find Jesus and it's too late
He's already closed the front gate
And the sign's flashing no vacancy

If I ever left this town
I'd never settle down
I'd just be wanderin' around
If I ever left this town

If I wasn't by your side
I'd never be satisfied
Nothin' would feel just right

She's beautiful in her simple little way
She don't have too much to say when she gets mad
She understands she don't let go of anything
Even when the pain gets really bad
Guess I should've been more like that

You had it all for a pretty little while
And some how you made me smile when I was sad

From this day on I own my father's gun
Dug his shallow grave beneath the sun
I laid his broken body down 'low the Southern land
What I'd do to bury him where any Yankee stands
I'll take my horse and I'll ride the northern plain
Wear the color of the greys and join the fight again
I will not rest until I know the cause is fought and won
This day on until I die I'll wear my father's gun

Небо Оклахомы
Как долго я искала тебя?
500 лет, 500 тысяч миль.
Сейчас это неважно,
Любовь всегда приходит вовремя.
Встретимся под небом Оклахомы.

Блеснула молния, все затихло,

Well I’ve been saved by the grace of Southern charm
I got a mouth like a sailor and yours is more like a Hallmark card
And if you wanna pick a fight
Well I’m gonna have to say goodnight
I don’t have to be hateful, I can just say bless your heart

And even though I don’t belong with your high life friends
It doesn’t mean we don’t get together and try to make amends

"Over You"

Weather man said it’s gonna snow
By now I should be used to the cold
Mid-February shouldn’t be so scary
It was only December
I still remember the presents, the tree, you and me

Devil had a daughter
Took him to deep water
Tried to kill him with a kiss
He said “Hey now honey
What about the money”
I said “I ain’t got time for this”

Take me, take me somewhere trouble don’t go

I know a gal got a lot to lose
She's a pretty nice lady but she’s kinda confused
Got muscles in her head ain't never been used
Thinks she owns half of this town
Starts drinking heavy gets a big red nose
And she beats her old man with her pantyhose
And takes him out and buys him new clothes
That's the way that the world goes 'round

I know they say you cant go home again.
I just had to come back one last time.
Ma'am I know you don't know me from Adam.
But these handprints on the front steps are mine.
And up those stairs, in that little back bedroom
is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar.
And I bet you didn't know under that live oak
my favorite dog is buried in the yard.

Hey white liar
the truth comes out a little at a time
and it spreads just like a fire
slips off of your tongue like turpentine
and i don´t know why
white liar

you better be careful what you do

Alone in a booth, in the Pioneer Cafe
I'm strung out from the road, a pillow in my hands
I sip the last straw from a cold cup of coffee
and try to sort out my feelings as good as I can
Two hours behind me theres a boy back in Dallas
my phone will be ringing his afternoon call
but he'll get no answer, the queens left her palace
shes alone in a cafe in Wichita Falls