Country Music Lyrics

[7070]

"I start my day with coffee and I end it with a beer, and inbetween I wonder what the hell I'm doing here"

[LakeTex]

"Those boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong.
They're too damn skinny and way too long.
I ain't a holy roller, so I'll just use a bong.
Them boys from Oklahoma roll their joints all wrong.





Standin there on main street across from Mr. Blues
My faded leather jacket, My broken worn down boots
I wondered to myself just how long I had been gone.
Walked across the road and down a flight of stairs.
Stepped into the hall and saw all my friends were there
Neon lights were flashing Welcome come on in...
It feels so good, feeling good again!



I was drunk....the day my mom got out of prision!
And I went to pick her up in the RAIN
But before I could get to the station in my Pickup truck...
She got runned over by a damn old train!


My heroes have always been cowboys
And they still are it seems.....



I like this thread...

[jefslat]

There stands the glass
That will take all my pain
That will ease my poor brain
It's my first one today.

There stands the glass
Fill it up to the rim.
Will her memory dim?
Buddy, I'm onmy way.

I wonder where you are tonight
I'm wondering if you are all right.
I wonder, do you think of me
In my misery?

[jefslat]

I feel tears wellin' up, cold and deep inside,
Like my heart's sprung a big break.
And the stab of loneliness, sharp and painful,
That I may never shake.
You might say that I was taking it hard,
When she wrote me off with a call.
But don't you wager that I'll hide the sorrow,
When I may break right down and bawl.

Well, the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch,
Heartaches are a-going to the inside.
My tears are holding back,
An' tryin' not to fall.
My heart's out of the running,
True love's scratched for another's sake.
The race is on and it looks like heartaches,
And the winner loses all.

One day I ventured in love, never once suspectin',
What the final results would be.
How I lived in fear of wakin' up each mornin',
And thinkin' that you're gone from me.
There's ache and pain in my heart,
For today was the one I hated to face.
Somebody new came up to win her:
I came out in second place.

So now the race is on and here comes pride up the backstretch,
Heartaches are going to the inside.
My tears are holding back,
An' tryin' not to fall.
My heart's out of the running,
True love's scratched for another's sake.
The race is on and it looks like heartaches,
And the winner loses all.

[jefslat]

Egg suckin' dawg
I'm gonna put your head in the ground
If you don't stop killin my chickens
You dirty old egg suckin hound

*****

Whisky river take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whisky river don't fun dry
Your all i've got to take care of me

[blankcig]

Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
When you're perfect in every way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
Cuz I get better lookin each day

To know me is to love me
I must be a hell of a man
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
But I'm doin' the best that I can

I used to have a girlfriend
But I guess she just couldn't compete
With all these love starved women
Who keep clamoring at my feet

Well I probably could find me another
But I guess they're all in awe of me
Who cares I never get lonesome
Cuz I treasure my own company

Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
When you're perfect in every way
I can't wait to look in the mirror
Cuz I get better lookin each day

To know me is to love me
I must be a hell of a man
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble
But I'm doin the best that I can

I guess you could say I am a loner
A cowboy all locked up and proud
Well I could have lots of friends if I wanted
But then I wouldn't stand out in a crowd

Some folks say that I'm egotistical
Hell I don't even know what that means
I guess it has something to do with the way
That I fill out my skin tight blue jeans

[jefslat]

I bought a rubber
In the truck stop bathroom
I saw your number
Scratched in the aluminum
I'm just passing through Seguin tonight
I wondered if I might spend the night

'Cause I need your love so desperately
After all it is a Saturday
And the wall said "For a good time,
Call DRiftwood-4023."

Now darlin', I know you don't know me
But my friend dave said that you'd blow me
So if you're feelin' kinda lonely
I hope and pray you ain't too homely

'Cause I need your love so desperately
After all it is a Saturday
And the wall said "For a good time,
Call DRiftwood-4023."

[Smokestack Jack]

I got my first truck when I was three
Drove a hundred thousand miles on my knees.
Hauled marlbes and rocks and thought twice before,
I hauled a barbie doll bed for the girl next door.
She stried to pay me with a kiss and I began to understand,
There's somethin' women like about a pickup man.

When I turned sixteen I'd saved a few hundred bucks,
My first car was a pickup truck.
I was cruisin' the town and the first girl I see,
Was Bobbie Joe Gentry the homecoming queen.
She flagged me down and climbed up in the cab,
And said, "I never knew you were a pickup man".

You can set my truck on fire and roll it down a hill,
And I still wouldn't trade it for a Coupe de Ville.
I've got an eight foot bed that never has to be made,
You know if it weren't for trucks we wouldn't have tailgates.
I met all my wives in traffic jams,
There's just somethin' women like about a pickup man!

-Joe Diffie

[jefslat]

Boys and girls take warning, if you go near the lake
Keep your eyes wide open, and look for Sneaky Snake
Now maybe you won't see him, maybe you won't hear
But he'll sneak up behind you, and drink all your root beer

And then Sneaky Snake goes dancin', wigglin' and a-hissin'
Sneaky Snake goes dancin', gigglin' and a-kissin'
I don't like old Sneaky Snake; he laughs too much you see
When he goes wigglin' through the grass, it tickles his underneath

Well, Sneaky Snake drinks root beer, and he just makes me sick
When he is not dancin', he looks just like a stick
Now, he doesn't have any arms or legs, you cannot see his ears
And while we are not lookin', he's stealin' all of our beer

And then Sneaky Snake goes dancin', wigglin' and a-hissin'
Sneaky Snake goes dancin', gigglin' and a-kissin'
I don't like old Sneaky Snake; he laughs too much you see
When he goes wigglin' through the grass, it tickles his underneath

[SmoKerch]

... I used to kiss her on the lips,

But, it's all over now...