Alan Jackson Lyrics
Alan Jackson Lyrics
"Chattahoochee Lyrics"
Geoffrey Thomas Lyrics
Geoffrey Thomas was born in Wales He was in and out of those dole queue jails They said he was a burglar But they made him feel like a murderer Now Geoffrey Thomas is dead And he died in bed Geoffrey Thomas is dead
Geoffrey Thomas was born in Wales He was in and out of those dole queue jails They said he was a burglar But they made him feel like a murderer Now Geoffrey Thomas is dead And he died in bed Geoffrey Thomas is dead
Yeah way down yonder on the chattahoochee
it gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
we layed rubber on the georgia asphalt
we got a litte crazy but we never got caught
down by the river on a friday night
pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
talkin' 'bout cars and dreamin 'bout women
never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
yeah way down yonder on the chattahoochee
never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
but i learned how t
Bring The People Together Lyrics
I was lost, I am found All the buildings are burnt to the ground I can’t stay, I can’t leave I can’t do nothin’, not a thing Do you see your son down on the street? Is that a gun or just the father that he need
o swim and i learned who i wasI was lost, I am found All the buildings are burnt to the ground I can’t stay, I can’t leave I can’t do nothin’, not a thing Do you see your son down on the street? Is that a gun or just the father that he need
alot about livin' and a little 'bout love
well we fogged up the windows in my old chevy
i was willin' but she wasn't ready
so i settled for a burger and a grape snow cone
dropped her off early but i didn't go home
down by the river on a friday night
pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
talkin' bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
yeah way down yonder on the cha
My Father's Son Lyrics
Old white washed barn doors, Rain rusted tin, Straw hat shirt and blue jeans, Hangin?in the wind. There? never a time for these bones to mend. Up before the sunrise. The frost on my fields. I?e got this diesel
tahoocheeOld white washed barn doors, Rain rusted tin, Straw hat shirt and blue jeans, Hangin?in the wind. There? never a time for these bones to mend. Up before the sunrise. The frost on my fields. I?e got this diesel
never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
but i learned how to swim and i learned who i was
a lot 'bout livin' and a little 'bout love
Yeah way down yonder on the chattahoochee
it gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
we layed rubber on the georgia asphalt
we got a litte crazy but we never got caught
well we fogged up the windows in my old chevy
i was willin' but she wasn't ready
so i settled for a burger and a grape snow cone<
It Rang Eleven Times Lyrics
I programmed my abdomen I don’t think about it anymore It doesn’t tell me what to do I got the network to my nerves now It’s oh so automatic I just command the boat inside the house You can’t chew well beca
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dropped her off early but i didn't go homeI programmed my abdomen I don’t think about it anymore It doesn’t tell me what to do I got the network to my nerves now It’s oh so automatic I just command the boat inside the house You can’t chew well beca
down by the river on a friday night
pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
talkin' bout cars and dreamin' 'bout women
never had a plan just a livin' for the minute
yeah way down yonder on the chattahoochee
never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
but i learned how to swim and i learned who i was
a lot 'bout livin' and a little 'bout love
alot about livin' and a little 'bout love