I don?t need a whole lot of money But I wouldn?t turn a lottery down I just need a little green in my pocket So I can buy my buddies a round All I want
Kick my countrified soul Well, I heard it on the radio, they're comin' back to town Playin' at the Wilson County Fair Put in my forty and some overtime
Boy and girl fall in love, startin' out just enough Pocket change, lean an' green, first and last security Newlyweds, overheads, all we really had was
This town has only seven roads And only three stoplights I'm finding out that's not much room For a memory to hide Can't seem to find a single place
Barefoot walkin' on a white sand beach Fishin' on a log in a backwoods creek A baby in a month and a baby on her hip And when I kiss her on her lips,
So long as I got me a couple of trees To hang my hammock underneath in a summer breeze I'm a lucky man As long as I got me a dream or two And a little
You don't put on a lot of makeup You like to wear your hair pulled back When the kids call you come a runnin' You always put yourself last Most people
I put a 'For Sale' sign on the front of my truck Said call anytime 'cause I'm always up Make an offer One that I won't refuse I bought a one way ticket
You never get too big, you never get too heavy You never get too cool that you stop payin' your dues Yeah, what can a poor boy do Better go back to your
It?s the way I think not how I talk, oh no It?s a pride you feel that makes you walk the walk Come Sunday morning palms up in praise It?s all about my
Kick their heads and they roll off [...] 'Cause you're no baby And you're no honey And you're no midnight brawl And you're no naked sprawl And I can'
This workin' all day ain't gettin' me nowhere A breakin' my back won't get it done I wish I had a dime, I wish I had a dollar For every dream that I gave
She was just a country girl Didn't have those New York City ways When she hopped a bus in Ohio Headin' for the crowded streets where no one says a word
It's the way I think not how I talk-- oh no It's a pride you feel that makes you walk the walk -uh huh Come Sunday morning palms up in praise-- yeah
I met you, my country girl, you didn't have a thing I fell in love, I dressed you up, then I bought the ring I was teachin' you to love, you were learnin
About five o'clock in the late afternoon Sun's gettin' drowsy above me Tonight I walk neath the sparkling moon With the girl who is happy to love me
A country girl in Paris, moonlight on the Seine Memories of Tennessee, Nashville in the rain It?s such a contradiction, a heart that?s filled with pain
Hey girl, go on now You know you've got everybody looking Got a little boom in my big truck Gonna open up the doors and turn it up Gonna stomp my boots