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(Tom Shapiro/Terri Clark/Chris Waters)
Don't tell me the reason that you're calling
Is to see if I'm all right since you've been gone
'Cause I know you and I know why we're talking
You're wanting me to say I'm barely hanging on
Well, maybe that was true for a night or two
But now, I got better things to do
I could wash my car in the rain
Change my new guitar strings
Mow the yard just the same as I did yesterday
I don't need to waste my time crying over you
I got better things to do
Maybe when I don't have so much going
Or quite so many irons in the fire
I'll take the time to miss you like you're hoping
But now, I can't put forth the effort it requires
Well, I'd love to talk to you, but then, I'd miss Donahue
That's right, I got better things to do
I could wash my car in the rain
Change my new guitar strings
Mow the yard just the same as I did yesterday
I don't need to waste my time crying over you
I got better things to do
Check the air in my tires
Straighten my stereo wires
Count the stars in the sky or just get on with my life
I don't need to waste my time crying over you
I got better things to do
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(Terri Clark)
You were standin' at my front door
When I came home tonight
And I could tell by the look you gave me
You were needin' my advice
You say you want more out of life than he can give you
As a tear rolls down your face
But girl, I've seen the way he looks at you
And I know someone who'd gladly take your place
If I were you
I'd run back home tonight
Tell him everything's all right
Yeah, I know what I'd do
If I were you
I'd never let him go
I'd have someone to hold
My whole life through
If I were you
You shouldn't think you're missin' out on something
Because you wear a wedding band
'Cause I can't seem to find somebody
Who wants more than just a one night stand
You know this single life I'm livin'
Ain't all it's cracked up to be
So you've come to the wrong place
If what you want is sympathy
If I were you
I'd run back home tonight
Tell him everything's all right
Yeah, I know what I'd do
If I were you
I'd never let him go
I'd have someone to hold
My whole life through
If I were you
I'd run back home tonight
Tell him everything's all right
Yeah, I know what I'd do
If I were you
I'd never let him go
I'd have someone to hold
My whole life through
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(Bob Regan/Terri Clark/Chris Waters)
A farmer on a tractor
Plowing in the field
Doing all he can to increase the yield
But the more he raises
The more the price goes down
Over at the factory
Working on the line
You do a good job and never fall behind
So your quota goes up every time you turn around
It ain't nothing new, it's called a Catch 22
Heads they win, tails you lose
It's all the same either way you choose
It's all the same either way you choose
You're damned if you don't and even if you do
It's a Catch 22
Tell a man you love him
He starts backing up
Tell him you don't and he's a lovesick pup
You try to get together
And watch it fall apart
Hey, I've been there too, what a Catch 22
Heads they win, tails you lose
It's all the same either way you choose
It's all the same either way you choose
You're damned if you don't and even if you do
It's still a Catch 22
Oh, it's a Catch 22
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(Tom Shapiro/Chris Waters)
You say your bags are packed
You won't be coming back
You'll hit I-35 and be in cowtown by tonight
In Austin, here with me
Ain't where you want to be
But somewhere down the line, will the price be way too high
Is Fort Worth worth it
For what it costs in Austin
Is the love you think you'll find
Worth the love you're gonna lose
Can that woman west of Dallas
Make you forget about us
Is Forth Worth worth it to you
She's offered you the moon
But darling, someday soon
The sun is gonna rise and you'll see things in a different light
The love you're looking for
Is right inside my door
And if you leave you might ask yourself some lonely night
Is Fort Worth worth it
For what it costs in Austin
Is the love you think you'll find
Worth the love you're gonna lose
Can that woman west of Dallas
Make you forget about us
Is Forth Worth worth it to you
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(Tom Shapiro/Terri Clark/Chris Waters)
First, it's baseball, arcades in the mall
Skipping out of study hall to hang with the guys
Then, it's fast cars, rock and roll guitars
Lighting up behind the barn and not knowing why
But his life is about to change
He's never gonna be the same
And he'll be living uin a different world
When boy meets girl
One smile, one look - he's nearly on the hook
Got it bad and feeling good all over inside
He ain't got a clue what he's going through
But he's going to - just give him time
'Cause his life is about to change
He's never gonna be the same
He'll be living in a different world
When boy meets girl
He never polished his boots before
Never thought about what he wore
Never knew he could feel like that
Now there ain't no way he can ever go back
Oh yeah, his life is about to change
He ain't never gonna be the same
And he'll be living in a different world
When boy meets girl
His life is about to change
He ain't never gonna be the same
He'll be living in a different world
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(Terry Clayton/Terri Clark/Stan Lawrence)
I'll always remember the first time I saw him
Up in the saddle alone
Riding that pony and racin' the wind
Wherever it would blow
Each night I'd pray
For one more day
But his soul was wild and free
It's like tyin' a heart
To a tumbleweed
So I'll make a wish beneath the desert moon
His love will blow my way one day soon
Yes I know I should let him go
But I can't deny the need
It's like tyin' a heart to a tumbleweed
I could fashion some fences that might hold him in
But only for a little while
'Cause that restless spirit keeps following him
And I know he's bound to say goodbye
I dream he'll say that he wants to stay
Then he drifts away from me
It's like tyin' a heart to a tumbleweed
So I'll make a wish beneath the desert moon
His love will blow my way one day soon
Yes I know I should let him go
But I can't deny the need
It's like tyin' a heart to a tumbleweed
Tyin' a heart to a tumbleweed
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(Tom Shapiro/Terri Clark/Chris Waters)
Back when we had nothing
That was when we had it all
We were so in love, it almost hurt
Now, you're staring at the TV
While I'm staring at the wall
And I'm hurting now-for the way we were
I liked it better when we had it bad
When a burning love was all we had
And every time we were apart
There was an aching in our hearts
Now that ain't the way things are
And it's so sad
I liked it better when we had it bad
I don't know how it happens
Why the passion has to fade
Remember when we said it never would
Won't you hold me like you used to
When you took my breath away
'Cause it ain't too late for us to feel that good
I liked it better when we had it bad
When a burning love was all we had
And every time we were apart
There was an aching in our hearts
Now that ain't the way things are
And it's so sad
I liked it better when we had it bad
I liked it better when we had it bad
When a burning love was all we had
And every time we were apart
There was an aching in our hearts
Now that ain't the way things are
And it's so sad
I liked it better when we had it bad
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(Tom Shapiro/Terri Clark/Chris Waters)
In the pale neon light of a Saturday night
You'll see him walk up to the bar
He'll size up the ladies, the 'no's" and the "maybe's"
Till he finds one who'll let down her guard
Then the band on his hand gets slipped off again
And his disarming charm starts to work
And with a drink and a lie, in the blink of an eye
Something amazing occurs
He's suddenly single
Instantly free
And for three or four hours
He's the man of her dreams
He acts like there's no one waiting at home
He'll be suddenly single
Till he's suddenly gone
He sneaks through the door at a quarter to four
But tonight there's no one to wake
The note that she wrote him says, "I've given up hoping
I抎 be able to change you someday."
He sits on the bed, shaking head
A man in complete disbelief
He knows what he's lost
Oh, but he never thought
Someday, he'd really be
Suddenly single
Instantly free
And for the rest of his life
She'll haunt his dreams
And now there'll be no one waiting at home
He's suddenly single
'Cause she's suddenly gone
He's suddenly single
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(Tom Shapiro/Terri Clark/Chris Waters)
Ten days too late you show up
With a sheepish grin and a bouquet in your hand
You make mistakes by the dozen
Don't think you can make it up the same way again
Flowers after the fact
Ain't gonna get me back
You gotta do something sooner and better than that
When you bring red roses
There's an ulterior motive
Don't give me flowers after the fact
No part of your heart's ever in it,
You're just trying to get your foot back in the door
I might feel like you meant it
If those long stems had come in the name of love before
Flowers after the fact
Ain't gonna get me back
You gotta do something sooner and better than that
When you bring red roses
There's an ulterior motive
Don't give me flowers after the fact
When you bring me red roses
There's an ulterior motive
Don't need no flowers after the fact
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(Terry Clayton/Terri Clark)
The rumor going 'round
Is that I haven't shed a tear
But don't they know you can't believe
Everything you hear
'Cause ever since you left
I've been a master of disguise
I may be smiling on the outside
But don't look into my eyes, 'cause...
The inside story
Is as clear as black and white
I still dream about you
When I turn out the lights
The news out on the street
Says you didn't break my heart
But the inside story
Is tearing me apart
I thought maybe there was something wrong
That we'd work out in time
And looking back I can see
I didn't read between the lines
And now my pride helps me hide the pain
So it's not written on my face
When we pass I'll pretend your memory
Was easy to erase, but...
The inside story
Is as clear as black and white
I still dream about you
When I turn out the lights
The news out on the street
Says you didn't break my heart
But the inside story
Is tearing me apart
Oh, the inside story
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(Terry Clayton/Terri Clark/Stan Lawrence)
You're late, it's well past two
And there's a trace of strange perfume
I can see you had a good time
'Cause honey I ain't blind
And I can read you like a book
You've got a guilty look
And there's something I'm wondering about
Was there a girl on your boys' night out
You ain't the kind to cheat
But maybe you would if she threw herself at your feet
Did you look or did you touch
Tell me now, you owe me that much
I think you know what I'm talking about
Was there a girl on your boys' night out
A friend called a while ago
Said there was something I should know
She saw you shooting pool
With someone who was making eyes at you
I never have accused
But, baby I'm a bit confused
I need to know without a doubt
Was there a girl on your boys' night out
You ain't the kind to cheat
But maybe you would if she threw herself at your feet
Did you look or did you touch
Tell me now, you owe me that much
I think you know what I'm talking about
Was there a girl on your boys' night out
I think you know what I'm talking about
Was there a girl on your boys' night out
I never have accused
But, baby I'm a bit confused
I need to know without a doubt
Was there a girl on your boys' night out
You ain't the kind to cheat
But maybe you would if she threw herself at your feet
Did you look or did you touch
Tell me now, you owe me that much
I think you know what I'm talking about
Was there a girl on your boys' night out
I think you know what I'm talking about
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(Chris Waters/Terri Clark)
I overheard a conversation
Down at the diner tonight
A boy told a girl she was his whole world
And He'd love her till the end of time
It reminded me of you, and the thought went through my head
"That sounds like something you should've said."
I took myself out to a movie
Saw a man on the silver screen
Tell the woman he loved for just one touch
He would do anything
It reminded me of you, and the thought went through my head
"That sounds like something you should've said."
You never let me know the way you felt
And I don't understand why
The longest talk we ever had
Was when I said goodbye
I heard a song playing on the jukebox
A singer pouring out his soul
And every word he sang was filled with pain
That he'd ever let his lady go
It reminded me of you, and the thought went through my head
"That sounds like something you should've said."
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