I heard it through the grapevine My new neighbor don't like my big red barn A '47 Ford, bullet holes in the door Broke down motor in the front yard I
Shotguns, halter tops A fire bird from a chop shop A six pack, ice cold Bud, screaming at the cop ?Hey, need another cold one? Can't you see, can't you
There's one thing that I've learned in this life The only thing sweeter than laughter of friends Is the smile of a woman, you do a little something To
His old man was a rebel yeller Bad boy to the bone He'd say, "Can't trust that other fella" He'd judge 'em by the tone of their skin He was raised to
Didn't I make ya proud Go and lay my life down When you called my name I thought I stood for somthin' Was doin' the right thing When I went away Now bein
I was at that smart ass time of my life Where I'd pick a fight, just to pick a fight If he said, black, I said white If he took one side, I took the other
I hear you're smiling, been looking good Nothing but blue skies in your neighborhood They say you're tickled pink ever since you left me And you been
It tore me up to sign them papers that set you free Then seeing your boy toy strap my baby's in them car seats Made me wanna knock the dust off that piece
Weatherman says, "It might hit 95 September's gonna feel more like July" He's callin' for a night that's warm and mild I think he missed it by a mile
I'm tired of spinnin' my wheels I need to find a place where my heart can go to heal I need to get there pretty quick Hey, mister, what you got out on
This ain't no temporary, typical, tearful goodbye This ain't no breakin' up and wakin' up and makin' up one more time This is gone, gone, gone, gone
Here we are reunion night, class of 1985 Guess we've done alright since graduation day I guess we did okay Yeah, they tried to teach us all to be pillars
Get ready for the big revival C?mon everybody get in the van There's a little church on Eagle Mountain It?s called the Blood of the Blessed Lamb If your
Bumper stickers on a Suburu Save the whales and no more news Next to a pickup with a rebel flag Couple rifles and a gun rack Behind a soccer mom in a
A couple acres on the outskirts A little fenced in piece of red dirt And the banker had his pen out He said, "Sign here", I kinda freaked out All this
I want to tell you all the story 'Bout the Harper Valley widow wife Who had a teenage daughter Who attended Harper Valley Junior High Well, her daughter
M I double S I double S I double P I M I double S I double S I double P I Right in the middle of the cotton belt Down in the Mississippi Delta Wearin
Papa won't you let me go to town with you Papa I'm feeling so down and blue You just gotta come around, please do Papa won't you let me go to town with