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(Written by John Scott Sherill)
There are still places where people like me can hang out
With nothing at all in this whole world to worry about
They ain't tore 'em all down yet and said every man for himself
Or polished them up until nothing worth keeping is left.
Chorus:
They ain't got 'em all
If you try here and there
You'll still find a few holes in the wall
There an endangered species but i'm keeping track
I can tell you that they ain't got 'em all.
There are still women who can walk up and change your ways
Who don't even know they're impossibly beautiful girls
Who for some crazy reason will hold you so close in the night
'Til nothing else matters and you finally start feeling all right.
They ain't got 'em all
They're still there and their wantin' and wonderfully willing to fall
There an endangered species but i'm keeping track
I can tell you that they ain't got 'em all.
Chorus:
They ain't got 'em all
If you try here and there
You'll still find a few holes in the wall
There an endangered species but i'm keeping track
I can tell you that they ain't got 'em all...
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Verse 1:
Well you think that you can lie and tell me alibis
And it's alright
Keep the grapevine line working overtime
On your late nights
You think you can say some words,take away the hurt
And i'll still be your number one
But when it ain't working out we got a saying down South
Baby that dog won't hunt
Chorus:
Baby that dog won't hunt
So you can hang up your guns
Break my heart and then you want a new start
Baby that dog won't hunt
Verse 2:
Well it's been open season on your double dealing
And it's so wrong
I guess i've been a fool playing by the rules
For too long
Well i've been sitting here at home with the porchlight on
While you've been chasing everything that runs
Let me put this in your ear and make it be so clear
Baby that dog won't hunt
Chorus (x2).
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(Written by Larry Butler)
Staring at the door
Every night I'm thinking more and more
About walking out that door.
I know some day I will
Although I'm standing still someday I will
I know someday I will.
Chorus:
As right as we were we are wrong
Nothing's going to change what we've done
The only thing that keeps me from going, babe
Is wondering what you'll do when I'm gone.
There's somethin' in your eyes
I swear your eyes are tellin' me goodbye
Goodbye is in your eyes.
You can call it pride
But my thoughts of someone else here by your side
That's killing me inside.
Chorus:
As right as we were we are wrong
Nothing's going to change what we've done
The only thing that keeps me from going, babe
Is wondering what you'll do when I'm gone.
Staring at the door
Every night I'm thinking more and more
About walking out that door...
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This place is too damn lonesome I think I'll change and go out for a while
On second thought where could I go with a closet full of clothes that's out of style
It's another night of TV or another night of nothin' on my hands
I gotta change my way of thinkin' 'cause I'm still thinkin' like a married man
CHORUS:
Suddenly single
It's hard to break old habits for the bad
If I wasn't over thirty
I might just move back in with mom and dad
I should call on some old flame, oh that ain't as easy as it sounds
My body says I need someone but I heart ain't ready for someone right now
Maybe in the mornin' I'll wake up and see the light
Small consolation Lord for the way I feel tonight
CHORUS
CHORUS 2:
Suddenly single
Someone's always right when someone's wrong
Anyway you look at it
I'm suddenly alone
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She was a flower for the takin',
Her beauty cut just like a knife...
He was a banker from Macon,
Swore he'd love her all his life...
Bought her a mansion on a mountain
With a formal garden and a lot a land...
But paradise became her prison,
That Georgia banker was a jealous man!
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Every time he'd talk about her,
You could see the fire in his eyes...
He'd say,
"I would walk through Hell on Sunday,
To keep my Rose in Paradise..."
He hired a man to tend the garden,
Keep an eye on her while he was gone..
Some say they ran away together...
Some say that gardner left alone...
Now the banker is an old man...
That mansion's cum-ble-ing down...
He sits all day and stares at the garden...
Not a trace of her was ever found...
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Every time he talks about her,
You can see the fire in his eyes...
He'd say, "I would walk through Hell on Sunday,
To keep my Rose in Paradise.."
Now there's a rose out in the garden...
Its beauty cuts just like a knife...
They say that it even grows in the winter time...
And blooms in the dead of the night...
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FALLIN' OUT
Writer Denny Lile
We fell into a fallin' out
You are the one that I just can't figure out
But I do believe I want to
Like a girl in a picture show
You are the one that I'd like to know
And I do, I do believe I need to
And I do, I do believe that I feel like
I'm watching a dove that's falling
It's love and it's going down
The songbird is calling a slipaway darling
So if there's a way show me how
Just to tell you I love you
You don't have to show me what's in your eyes
Find me a way to apologize and I will
I do believe I need to
And you can take forever to sympathize
But you know it's raining in my insides
âCause I do, I do believe I love you
And I do, I do believe that I feel like
I'm watching a dove that's falling
It's love and it's going down
The songbird is calling a slipaway darling
So if there's a way show me how
Just to tell you I love you
I feel a broken heart tumblin'
Do you remember what you said way back then
You used to say I love you
And lost in the light of a second chance
I feel the rhythm but you won't dance
And I do, I do believe I need to
And I do, I do believe that I feel like
I'm watching a dove that's falling
It's love and it's going down
The songbird is calling a slipaway darling
So if there's a way show me how
Just to tell you I love you
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( with Jessi Colder )
Deep in the west where the tall mountains grow I've gone home
Where the heavens above turn red from the fire down below
Are you listening to me when I'm talking to you
Said together we're one divided we're through
Divided we're through
Silver friend at night yellow friend you come with the dawn
Back in my heart I've been drying my eyes see me run
So you hang on to me and I'll hang on to you
Said together we're one divided we're through
Divided we're through
( steel )
Refusing to talk I suppose that it's all for love's sake
And learning to give that's important before you can take from me
Are you listening to me when I'm talking to you
Said together we're one divided we're through
So you hang on to me and I'll hang on to you
Said together we're one divided we're through
Divided we're through
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(Roger Murrah, Jim McBride)
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