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Goin' Through the Big D
02:33
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Six short months we went together
Decided it should be forever
Two paychecks are better than one
A diamond ring and it was done
Bought her a house like I said I would
In a sub-divided neighborhood
The fuse got short and the nights got long
It was over long gone
Before I knew
Where I was headed to
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
I can't believe what the judge had to tell us
I got the Jeep she got the palace
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
Things like this are never final
I'm still payin' on the vinyl
Flooring in the laundry room
It's multi-colored and waterproof
It's a little bit tough to face my friends
The ones that said I jumped in
The river of love a little too soon
That was August
This is June and it's a different tune
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
I can't believe what the judge had to tell us
I got the Jeep she got the palace
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
I can't believe what the judge had to tell us
I got the Jeep she got the two-bedroom
Mortgage is due
Siding light blue palace
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
I'm goin' through the big D
And don't mean Dallas
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Well, boys I hate to leave good company
But my baby just called me on the phone
And from the sound of her voice, I simply have no choice
I left something turned on at home
Well I just put a quarter in the jukebox
And it ain't halfway through my favorite song
But if I don't leave right now my whole place might burn down
'Cause I left something turned on at home
It ain't the stove, it ain't the heater
She's hotter and a whole lot sweeter
And all day long she's been there alone
Right now her arms are open, the house is probably smokin'
'Cause I left something turned on at home
Hey waitress could you cancel that order
But if it's too late I'll take it to go
Boys I gotta run 'fore somebody calls 911
'Cause I left something turned on at home
It ain't the stove, it ain't the heater
She's hotter and a whole lot sweeter
And all day long she's been there alone
Right now her arms are open, the house is probably smokin'
'Cause I left something turned on at home
Right now her arms are open, the house is probably smokin'
'Cause I left something turned on at home
Yeah I left something turned on at home
I left something turned on at home
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Tulsa Telephone Book
02:28
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Have you read any good telephone books lately?
If you ain't then let me recommend one
I've already read that Tulsa telephone book through thirteen times
If you don't know any last names it ain't much fun
Readin' that Tulsa telephone book can drive a guy insane
Especially if that girl you're lookin' for has no last name
I gotta find her and tell her, I don't want our love to end
So I'm readin' that Tulsa telephone book again
Well, I was in Tulsa and didn't have anything goin'
She lived in Tulsa and didn't have anything on
She said, "My name is Shirley," and I said, "My name is T."
I woke up the next mornin' and she was gone
All of the Tulsa operators know my voice now
And they gotta know how long I've been alone
If you meet a girl named Shirley with some ribbons in her hair
Would you tell her that she's wanted on the phone?
Readin' that Tulsa telephone book can drive a guy insane
Especially if that girl you're lookin' for has no last name
I gotta find her and tell her, I don't want our love to end
So I'm readin' that Tulsa telephone book again
I'm readin' that Tulsa telephone book again
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What are those things with big black wings?
Circling descending from up overhead
Lie to me tell me that they're only robins
Tell me that your love for me will never be dead
Today all the rooms in our home feel like strangers
I wonder what makes me feel so out of place
Why have you suddenly emptied your closets?
And why won't you look me in the face?
What are those things with big black wings?
Circling descending from up overhead
Lie to me tell me that they're only robins
Tell me that your love for me will never be dead
You faithfully promised that you'd never leave me
You told me your heart had no room for goodbyes
But tell me what makes all this distance between us
And who put that leavin' in your eyes?
What are those things with big black wings?
Circling descending from up overhead
Lie to me tell me that they're only robins
Tell me that your love for me will never be dead
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5. |
A Better Man
03:00
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What do you say when it's over?
I don't know if I should say anything at all
One day we're rollin' in the clover
Next thing, you know, we take the fall
Still, I think about the years since I first met you
And the way it might have been without you here
I don't know if words from me can still upset you
But I've just gotta make this memory stand clear
I know I'm leavin' here a better man
For knowin' you this way
Things I couldn't do before now I think I can
And I'm leavin' here a better man
I guess I always knew I couldn't hold you
But I'd never be the one to set you free
Just like some old nursery rhyme your mama told you
You still believe in some old 'Meant to be'
Still, I'm leavin' here a better man
For knowin' you this way
Things I couldn't do before now I think I can
And I'm leavin' here a better man
Yes, I'm leavin' here a better man
For knowin' you this way
Things I couldn't do before now I know I can
And I'm leavin' here a better man
Yes, I'm leavin' here a better man
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Lubbock for Love
04:44
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I got a letter in the mail today
It hit me like a slap in the face
It said she's moving down to Lubbock, Texas
Man, what a beautiful waste
She's going down there to chase somebody
I hope he's just a flame
But he must be putting out some kind of heat
To pull her down to that kind of place
Because she's moving to Lubbock for love
Now that I can't understand
You know there's nothing there, honey
Except for that man
She's moving to Lubbock for love
Now that I can't comprehend
Or maybe it's just I can't face the fact
That I'm not him
I tried to sell her on the Rocky Mountains
And moving with me up north
There's a town on a river surrounded by mountains
A thousand miles from Fort Worth
You don't usually have to convince somebody
To move to a beautiful place
So I always just assumed she found someplace better
That was tearing her love away
But she's moving to Lubbock for love
Now that I just can't ignore
She's putting up with strip malls and smokestacks
For the man she adores
She's moving to Lubbock for love
Now that I can't understand
That must be some kind of record
For a silver-tongued man
To pull down a woman like that
As bright as the new morning sun
To a shithole like Lubbock, Texas
I didn't think it could be done
But it could be done
It could be done
But I just wasn't the one
She's moving to Lubbock for love
Now that I can't understand
If she's moving to Lubbock for love
I never stood a chance
She's moving to Lubbock for love
Now that I can't comprehend
If she's moving to Lubbock for love
Well, then I can't win
I guess she never really loved me
Or I just didn't know what love was
Because today I got a letter and the postmark proved it
She moved to Lubbock for love
I set the letter down on my knee
And behold the beauty that is all mine
I look out at the mountains and the huge blue heavens
But I feel like Lubbock inside
I look out at the mountains and the huge blue heavens
But I feel like Lubbock inside
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Sundays
03:55
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I can't seem to make it through Sunday
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
Monday through Saturday
I get by just fine
Every other day of the week
I feel alright
I don't know why, I don't know why
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
Sunday's supposed to be the day
For kicking off your shoes
So how come that's the day
I always get the blues?
I don't know why, I don't know why
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
Ever since you had to go
I just carry on
But deep down inside I know
There's something wrong
I don't know why, I don't know why
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
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I could tell by the way you sounded when you called
That I wasn't going to like what you had to say
I could read between the lines there's something different this time
You're coming over tonight 'cause you couldn't wait
Now you're in the drive, I'm a wreck inside as you walk in through the door
You look like I need a drink right now
You look like you're gonna try to let me down nice and easy
I think I know why you won't sit down
You're just dancing around what you came here to do but you're scared to
And all I can think, the way you're looking at me
You look like I need a drink
Been a little over a year since you were standing right here
And I was nervous for a whole nother reason
Now it's a little bit hard being this caught off guard
Watching you trying to not hurt my feelings
You look like I need a drink right now
You look like you're gonna try to let me down nice and easy
I think I know why you won't sit down
You're just dancing around what you came here to do but you're scared to
And all I can think, the way you're looking at me
You look like I need a drink
You look like I need a drink
I don't know how this ends or where this goes
But the only thing I know is
You look like I need a drink right now
You look like you're gonna try to let me down nice and easy
I think I know why you won't sit down
You're just dancing around what you came here to do but you're scared to
And all I can think, the way you're looking at me
You look like I need a drink
Yeah, a nice stiff drink
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I've never felt as helpless as I do today
My world just fell around me as I watched you drive away
There's nothing left between us
Somehow we've grown apart
I've got it through my head
I just can't break it to my heart
I can't believe this is me on the hurtin' side of pain
Sifting through the ashes still tryin' to find a flame
But the flames have turned to embers left glowing in the dark
I've got it through my head
I just can't break it to my heart
If I could Lord knows I would turn back the hands of time
And piece these scattered memories that are cluttered in my mind
Pick up where we left off and make a brand new start
I've got it through my head
I just can't break it to my heart
I can't believe this is me on the hurtin' side of pain
Sifting through the ashes still tryin' to find a flame
But the flames have turned to embers left glowing in the dark
I've got it through my head
I just can't break it to my heart
I've got it through my head
I just can't break it to my heart
I just can't I just can't break it to my heart
I just can't I just can't break it to my heart
I just can't break it to my heart
I just can't I just can't break it to my heart
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10. |
Drunk on a Plane
03:46
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I took two weeks vacation for the honeymoon
A couple tickets all-inclusive down in Cancun
I couldn't get my money back so I'm in seat 7A
I'm getting drunk on a plane
I bet the fella on the aisle thought I was crazy
'Cause I taped your picture to the seatback right beside me
Now I've got empty mini bottles fillin' both our trays
I'm getting drunk on a plane
Buyin' drinks for everybody
But the pilot, it's a party
Got this 737 rocking like a G6
Stewardess is somethin' sexy
Leanin' pourin' Coke and whiskey
Told her about my condition
Got a little mile-high flight attention
It's Mardi Gras up in the clouds
I'm up so high, I may never come down
I'll try anything to drown out the pain
They all know why I'm getting drunk on a plane
We had this date marked on the calendar forever
We'd take that new wed limo airport ride together
I feel like a plastic groom alone there at the top of the cake
I'm getting drunk on a plane
Buyin' drinks for everybody
But the pilot, it's a party
Got this 737 rocking like a G6
Stewardess is somethin' sexy
Leanin' pourin' Coke and whiskey
Told her about my condition
Got a little mile-high flight attention
It's Mardi Gras up in the clouds
I'm up so high, I may never come down
I'll try anything to drown out the pain
They all know why I'm getting drunk on a plane
On my way home I'll bump this seat right up to first class
So I can drink that cheap champagne out of a real glass
And when we land I'll call her up and tell her I had a blast
I got drunk on a plane
Buyin' drinks for everybody
But the pilot, it's a party
Got this 737 rocking like a G6
Stewardess is somethin' sexy
Leanin' pourin' Coke and whiskey
Told her about my condition
Got a little mile-high flight attention
It's Mardi Gras up in the clouds
I'm up so high, I may never come down
I'll try anything to drown out the pain
They all know why I'm getting drunk on a plane
I'm getting drunk on a plane
I might be passed out
In the baggage claim
But right now
I'm drunk on a plane
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I like listening to Lucinda Williams
I always thought she was just being bleak
I didn't know anyone could hurt that bad
'Til you made a country singer out of me
Country singers are just bitchers and moaners
The trick is making the pain sound sweet
I didn't have much to say about heartbreak
'Til you made a country singer out of me
Sure, I drove an old truck around
And I wore tight Wrangler jeans
But I didn't know what sorrow was
And the truck was Japanese
The truck was just Japanese
I liked cowboy hats before I met you
Clean white shirts and dirty jeans
But I didn't like the twang and the strains of sadness
'Til you made a country singer out of me
Sure, I drove an old truck around
And I wore tight Wrangler jeans
But I didn't know what sorrow was
And the truck was Japanese
The truck was just Japanese
And now there's a man here who wants to thank you
For making me cry and stumble and sing
He's a record company man, and he's grateful
You made a country singer out of me
Sure, I write the songs and sing them
But you are the reason I'm here
I tried to give you all my love
You gave me a career
Country singers are just bitchers and moaners
The trick is making the pain sound sweet
I didn't have much to say about heartbreak
'Til you made a country singer out of me
'Til you made a country singer out of me
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