Katy brought my guitar back today That's how she let me know that it's all over I remember all those nights Sittin' in the fireplace light How she loved
All of my life I thought I knew the answers Until you came along I never questioned why You showed me what it means to love someone forever You're the
Every day I drive to work across Flint River bridge One hundred yards from the spot where me and grandpa fished There's a piece of his old fruit stand
I live my life Dyin' to find someone like you But I never dreamed I'd come to need Someone like I need you Now I'm no longer Mr. Independent No longer
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin' 'Coon dog in the back Truck bed loaded down with beer An' a cold one in my lap Earnhart sticker behind my
You never know thirty minutes ago That we were at each other's throats Like a couple of kids, who don't care who they hurt My heart hid in your cold
Seventeen, Kerilee Baker Was setting my dreams on fire Back of the class I was sinking so fast Drowning in my own desire I wrote poems and songs and
Well I know it's late but girl I just had to call This just can't wait 'cause I ain't slept a wink at all Since we said goodbye And I know that I'm the
Munchin' on a hot dog, sippin' on a cold beer Got my seat propped up on the back of seat twenty four Sittin' in the nose bleeds, workin' on the sun burn
Remember when you told me you were over him Well girl, I know you never mean to lie But every time that we go out and he walks in You say hello like you
Long before the first beats of our hearts Somehow someone knew that you belonged here in my arms And now that I've gotten you girl I'm amazed every day
Well, I was doin' alright, keepin' you off my mind Goin' one three days in a row But pullin' out of work, I heard brown eyed girl Playin' on my radio
Got another postcard today This one was postmarked Santa Fe All she had to say Was thanks for givin' her the space She was needin' Got out all her other
You let him by with another line again And oh each time he swears this hurtin' you Is comin' to an end but Lord knows He'll never close the book on doin
Closet full of dresses and not a thing to wear No matter the occasion can't do nothin' with her hair At anytime she'd change her mind and she likes to
If I was a rich man here's what I'd do I'd buy my girl a mansion, a guest house or two Everybody says she's crazy to love a poor boy like me But she's