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I Will Run

I have run from a woman

I have run away from love

I have run like the devil from the Lord above

 

I have run from the darkness

I have run from the light

I have run into trouble, and had to run for my life

 

No I ain’t the kind to slow down and I wasn’t made to stay

This boy’s restless heart goes crazy beatin’ too long in one place

But these days it’s who I’m runnin’ to, not what I’m runnin’ from

Just say the word, just say the word

Girl, I will run

 

I will run like the lightning

I will run through the storm

I will run right into your arms and lay down safe and warm

 

No I ain’t the kind to slow down, and I wasn’t made to stay

This boy’s restless heart goes crazy beatin’ too long in one place

But these days it’s who I’m running to, not what I running from

Just say the word, just say the word

And I will run.

Girl, I will run

I will run

 

No I ain’t the kind to slow down, and I wasn’t made to stay

This boy’s restless heart goes crazy beatin’ too long in one place

But these days it’s who I’m runnin’ to, not what I runnin’ from

Just say the word, just say the word, just say the word

Girl, I will run.

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Love, Cold Beer, Cheap Smoke

We weren’t the ones runnin’ up and down Main Street

We were the backroads sixer in the front seat

Knuckles busted burnin’ rubber chasin one thing

Countin’ pennies on the counter for a swisher sweet

Them Friday night light boys, raise em up high boys, throwin’ bottles at the signs, lightin’ up the sky

 

 

Runnin’ out of town till we ran out of road

Runnin’ our mouths nothin’ we didn’t know

Just young enough to still wanna be old

Runnin’ on Love, Cold Beer, & Cheap Smoke

 

 

She wasn’t pompoms runnin’ for the prom queen

She was a Last Dance With Mary Jane kinda free

She liked to go fast and I had a need for speed

Ain’t no wonder why her daddy never liked me

A raised up right girl

Never home on time girl

Sittin’ by my side at 11:59

 

 

Runnin’ out of town till we ran out of road

Runnin’ our mouths nothin’ we didn’t know

Just young enough to still wanna be old

Runnin’ on Love, Cold Beer, & Cheap Smoke

 

 

I’m still that Friday night light boy

Raise em up high boy

Stop sign bullseye

She hits it every time

 

 

Runnin’ out of town till we run out of road

Runnin’ our mouths nothin’ we don’t know

Just young enough to still wanna be old

Runnin’ on Love, Cold Beer, & Cheap Smoke

 

Runnin’ out of town

Runnin’ our mouths

Just young enough to still wanna be old

Runnin’ on Love, Cold Beer, & Cheap Smoke

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Sundays in the South

Verse 1:
It sounds like nascar on wbkr on some busted car radio
And them yoohoo bottles clangin in the floorboards every time we hit that same pot hole
Train whistle L&N creepin up on 5 till Ten
Church bell ringing means we’re gonna be late again
Ear to the door make sure they ain’t prayin
Head up to the front back pew’s already taken
And we were singin

Chorus:
I’ll fly away old glory and I’d fly away
My salvation and my foundation is in them yesterdays
I can hear it crystal clear like it’s still ringin loud
Amazing grace how sweet the sound of Sundays in the south

Verse 2:
sounds like gravel slinging up popping underneath the truck on our way up to grandpas house
the rollin of the creek where me and brother’d sneak, drink daddy’s missin bud lights down
like granny in the kitchen frying up the chicken
cousin in the backyard gettin a good whippin
man i wish i was back there now
passing that guitar around
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Chorus:
I’ll fly away old glory and I’d fly away
My salvation and my foundation is in them yesterdays
I can hear it crystal clear like it’s still ringin loud
Amazing grace how sweet the sound of Sundays in the south

Bridge:
Amazing Grace how sweet the sounds
that made a redneck like me

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Sundress

What was God thinking when he made that child
All that pretty wrapped in all that wild
Girl’s poor daddy never stood a chance
She liked to drink and she loved to dance

He had a shot gun shell with my name on it
I had an black Firebird with some flames on it

We snuck off just around midnight,
Threw a little red dust in the tail lights
Drove far enough to get real close
Pulled off on a no name road
I still think about it now and then
How the night looked on her skin
Ain’t never seen sunset like,
Her sundress setting in the moonlight

What was she thinking when she pulled that strap off her shoulder looking back like that
She was so warm and the grass so cold, I never had but I never let her know
She had a gold class ring with my name on it
It was one of those one of those know you’re never gonna be the same moments

Part of my poor heart never left
Her star light summer night silhouette

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County Roads

Verse 1:
I got a public education but it didn’t come from class
It came from the long rides home on the bus in the back
Where we learned how cuss from them highschool kids
Throw a punch, take a punch, steal a kiss

Yeah she had 2 years on me, the day I turned 16
I had a foxbody mustang she had a body like a dream
We run on young love, good music, cheap gasoline
Found out you can still go too far even when the tanks on E

Chorus:
Heres to the lessons that don’t come cheap
To the long lost lovers in the shotgun seat
Heres to the wild and the restless souls
Who got their street smarts runnin down them County Roads

Verse 2:
Well that wrench in my hand sure put a wrench in my plans
But daddy said good help was hard to find
I guess I stood her up one too many Friday nights
She ended up in the truck with a buddy of mine

Chorus:
Heres to the lessons that don’t come cheap
To the long lost lovers in the shotgun seat
Heres to the wild and the restless souls
Who got their street smarts runnin down them County Roads

Heres to the hurt from that first hangover
Had us all swearin we’d forever stay sober
Here’s to the scrapes and the dents and the scars
On our boots, on our cars, on our wreckless hearts

Chorus:
Heres to the lessons that don’t come cheap
To the long lost lovers in the shotgun seat
Heres to the wild and the restless souls
Who got their street smarts runnin down them County Roads

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Rocket Science

I bet you’re out there seein’ stars in someone else’s eyes by now

While I’m just out here in the dark sparkin’ up and burnin’ out

This Backwoods you had rolled for us

But it don’t pack the same old punch

Your memory’s gravity

And it just keeps me down

 

 

Yeah if I found a way to make it past the moon

I bet this heart would aim itself right back at you

Ain’t no way underneath this sky I’m gettin’ over you I cain’t get that high

But I’m leavin’ smoke trails tryin’

Forgettin’ you’s like rocket science

 

 

There ain’t no fuse that sets me loose and sends me soarin’ somewhere else

Tried getting gone but it ain’t no use I can’t get past the way it felt

When you took off at the speed of sound ‘cause that goodbye still hangs around

Said space and time were what you needed but damn I need you now

 

 

Yeah If I found a way to make it past the moon

I bet this heart would aim itself right back at you

Ain’t no way underneath this sky I’m gettin’ over you I cain’t get that high

But I’m leavin’ smoke trails tryin’

Forgetting you’s like rocket science

 

 

I got a feelin’ this feelin’ ain’t got a fix

Yeah and taking these hits remind me what I miss

 

 

If I found a way to make it past the moon

I bet this heart would aim itself right back at you

No there ain’t no way underneath this sky I’m gettin’ over you I can’t get that high

But I’m leavin’ smoke trails tryin’

I’m leavin’ smoke trails tryin’

Forgettin’ you’s like rocket science

 

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My Kinda Trouble

WELL I BET YA EVERYTHING I GOT
YOU GOT A WILD SIDE
LIKE A BAD TATTOO
YOU JUST TRY TO HIDE
DON’T YOU GO AND COVER IT UP
PRETTY LITTLE BABY
I’M THINKING YOUR KINDA CRAZY’S
THE KIND I LIKE

I CAN TELL WHAT YOU’RE SELLIN’ IS DANGEROUS
YOU’LL PROBABLY LEAVE MY HEART IN A CLOUD OF DUST
DAMNED IF DON’T DAMNED IF I DO
YOU’RE THE KINDA TROUBLE I COULD GET INTO

YEAH GIRL I LOVE HOW YOUR LIPS
TASTE LIKE WHISKEY
GOT ME BUZZIN’ LIKE A HONEYBEE
ON A HONEY DEW HIGH
THAT’S THE KINDA HAMMER
THAT’LL HIT YA JUST RIGHT

I CAN TELL WHAT YOU’RE SELLIN’ IS DANGEROUS
YOU’LL PROBABLY LEAVE MY HEART IN A CLOUD OF DUST
DAMNED IF DON’T DAMNED IF I DO
YOU’RE THE KINDA TROUBLE I COULD GET INTO
YOU’RE THE KINDA TROUBLE I COULD GET INTO

YOU’RE THE KINDA TROUBLE I COULD GET INTO
YOU’RE THE KINDA TROUBLE I COULD GET INTO
DAMNED IF DON’T DAMNED IF I DO
BUT YOU’RE THE KINDA TROUBLE I COULD GET INTO

I CAN TELL WHAT YOU’RE SELLING IS DANGEROUS
YOU’LL PROBABLY LEAVE MY HEART IN A CLOUD OF DUST
DAMNED IF DON’T DAMNED IF I DO

YOU’RE THE KINDA TROUBLE
YOU’RE THE KINDA TROUBLE
YOU’RE THE KINDA TROUBLE I COULD GET INTO

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Kickin’ Stones

This is a country music presentation by brother Elvie Shane
Collections file thirteen through fourteen
For brethren ye have been called unto liberty
Only use not liberty for an occasion to the flesh
But by love serve one another
For all the laws fulfilled in one word
Even in this, thou shall love thy neighbor as thyself
Even in this, thou shall love thy neighbor as thyself
Thou shall love thy neighbor as thyself
Love thy neighbor as thyself

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Saturday Night Me

I can be a Wild West dust wind blowin’ through the weekend,

Get a little hell bent, goin’ off the deep end, baby you’re a God send

when you calm the storm

A rowdy out all nighter, runnin’ through the fire,

gas in a shot glass sparking up a lighter

But you fight through the flames and love me more

 

 

Girl, your angels and my demons they just seem to get along

We found somethin’ to believe in where my darkness meets your dawn

Thank God your stained glass and my neon, go together like they do

When Saturday night me, runs into Sunday mornin’ you

 

 

You dig your heels in deep when you stand your ground

You can take the heat girl you don’t back down

You could snatch my soul right out the devil’s hand

 

 

But your angels and my demons they just seem to get along

We found somethin’ to believe where my darkness meets your dawn

Thank God your stained glass and my neon, go together like they do

When Saturday night me, runs into Sunday mornin’ you

 

 

Singing “Oh I find my peace, somewhere in the space between

Saturday night me, and Sunday mornin’ you”

Singing “Oh I find my peace, somewhere in the space between

Saturday night me, and Sunday mornin’ you”

 

 

Yeah your angels and my demons they just seem to get along

We found somethin’ to believe in where my darkness meets your dawn

Thank God your stained glass and my neon, go together like they do

When Saturday night me, runs into Sunday mornin’ you

Yeah When Saturday night me, runs into Sunday mornin’ you

Oh Saturday night me, runs into Sunday mornin’ you

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My Boy

(Verse 1)

He ain’t got my smile, that don’t bother me a bit
He’s got somebody else’s eyes I’m seeing myself in
I’m holding on to every moment, God knows I’ve missed a few
The day we met I knew I had some catching up to do

(Chorus)

He ain’t my blood, ain’t got my name
But if he did I’d feel the same
I wasn’t there for his first steps
But I ain’t missed a ballgame yet
And that ain’t ever gonna change
I could never walk away
Yeah he’s my son, and that’s my choice
He ain’t my blood but he’s my boy, he’s my boy

(Verse 2)

It hit me like a train, the first time he called me Dad
In a three stick figure crayon picture with all of us holding hands
His Mama said “I understand if it’s too soon for this”
I didn’t let her finish I took it to the kitchen and I stuck it on the fridge, yeah

(Repeat Chorus)

(Bridge)

He’s Saturday morning cartoons
He’s “hey can I sleep in your room”
He’s bigger than the plans I had
He’s making me a better man

(Repeat Chorus)

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Heartbreaks & Headaches

I guess heartbreaks and headaches they go hand in hand
but I’m all broke up just woke up from drinkin’ again
Everyone’s saying staying sober makes it hard to forget
but all these she hung up hangovers ain’t helpin’ a bit

Help me my mind’s havin’ a hard time tellin’ my heart I should let you go
Rackin’ my brain these days tryin’ to kill the pain twisted and tangled cain’t seem to move on
Well the hurt behind these bloodshot eyes is just her drownin’ out those drinks
Heartbreaks & Headaches

I’ve hit the good stuff drank the hard stuff still cain’t bury your ghost
Taste your lipstick in the whiskey see your face in the smoke
Fightin’ memory induced migraines like a record that’s broke
And they’re winning got me spinning like a wheel missin’ spokes

Help me my mind’s havin’ a hard time tellin’ my heart I should let you go
Rackin’ my brain these days tryin’ to kill the pain twisted and tangled cain’t seem to move on
Well the hurt behind these bloodshot eyes is just her drownin’ out those drinks
Heartbreaks & Headaches

Feel a heart break
Need a stiff drink
End up out late
Wake up with a headache
Feel a heart break
Need a stiff drink
End up out late
Wake up with a headache

Cause my mind’s havin’ a hard time tellin’ my heart I should let you go
Rackin’ my brain these days tryin’ to kill the pain twisted and tangled cain’t seem to move on
Well the hurt behind these bloodshot eyes is just her drownin’ out those drinks
Heartbreaks & Headaches

 

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Nothin’ Lasts Forever with Tenille Townes

Summer leaves fade to gold

Waitin’ for the wind

To take ‘em down the road

Friday night fourth and longs

Turned into stories of glory days gone

First cars they turn to rust

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

 

 

Nothin’ lasts forever On this crazy ride

Nobody wins against Father Time

Even rock n’ roll was bound to die

Nothin’ lasts forever but we could try

 

 

That gravel stretch we like to drive

Could turn to blacktop and painted lines

But, even if the nights were to run out of moonlight

I’d still be holdin’ on to you like

 

 

Nothin’ lasts forever On this crazy ride

Nobody wins against Father Time

Even rock n’ roll was bound to die

Nothin’ lasts forever but we could try

 

 

If we run fast enough

If we lay it all on love

Maybe we could stay ahead

Of the end catching up

Nothin’ lasts forever On this crazy ride

Nobody wins against Father Time

Even rock n’ roll was bound to die

Nothin’ lasts forever On this crazy ride

Nobody wins against Father Time

Even rock n’ roll was bound to die

Nothin’ lasts forever but we could try

Yeah Nothin’ lasts forever but we could try

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Keep On Strummin’

Verse 1:
Just a red blooded boy from a blue collar town
Hooked on that muscle shoals and Motown sound
Nashville bound with my head in the clouds
They said with hopes that high boy it’s a long way down
But I was born and raised American tough
If I get knocked down I’m gonna get back up

Chorus:
Ooh I ain’t no fortunate son
Just a country boy of summer that was born to run
Ooh can’t you see
I’m runnin against the wind out here runnin down a dream
Long as the sun hits the sky I’ll hit the ground runnin
Grab my guitar and I’ll keep on strumming

Verse 2:
I hit a few bumps tryin to find my groove
Got a little road rash on 16th avenue
Now I work hard yall sometimes I get paid
Sometimes I don’t and I just play anyway
Singin

Chorus:
Ooh I ain’t no fortunate son
Just a country boy of summer that was born to run
Ooh can’t you see
I’m runnin against the wind out here runnin down a dream
Long as the sun hits the sky I’ll hit the ground runnin
Grab my guitar and I’ll keep on strumming

Bridge:
You get knocked down, you get back up
Where I come from you make your own luck
You get knocked down you get back up
I born and raised American Tough

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My Mississippi

Verse 1:
Hey there, Mississippi
Looks like the waters getting rough
I picked a hell of a day for fishing
With the wind picking up

Pre Chorus:
I know I look crazy on this muddy bank
But it’s the only place I thought I wouldn’t think

Chorus:
Hey there, Mississippi
I know a girl a lot like you
I bet she’s tearing right through the country
And there’s nothing I can do to slow her down
Yeah, love’s like a river, you can’t stop it when it’s running out, and heading south
Like my Mississippi
My Mississippi

Verse 2:
I know all about the ones that get away if I know anything
So it’s no surprise I didn’t catch the only bite I had all day

Pre Chorus:
Well, I wonder if my luck will ever change
Is the chance of her coming back anything like the chance of rain?

Chorus:
Hey there, Mississippi
I know a girl a lot like you
I bet she’s tearing right through the country
And there’s nothing I can do to slow her down
Yeah, love’s like a river, you can’t stop it when it’s running out, and heading south
Like my Mississippi
My Mississippi

Chorus:
Hey there, Mississippi
I know a girl a lot like you
I bet she’s tearing right through the country
And there’s nothing I can do to slow her down, turn her around
Love’s like a river, you can’t stop it when it’s running out, and heading south
Like my Mississippi
My Mississippi

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Miles

Spray a little ether in the breather

And hope she cranks

Pour a little Folgers from the thermos

And take a drink

Hard pack them Marlboro reds

Check the oil and the recap treads

Little Rock’n’roller on the radio

You’re gonna miss your boys

but it’s time to go

Put eighteen hours on eighteen wheels

With little white pills nippin’ at your heels

Like some outlaw asphalt cowboy in the wind

Ridin’ high till you run out

It’s an uphill battle just gearin’ down

Try’n’a to get somewhere on a road that just don’t end

Racin’ time and losin’ miles you’ll never get back again

 

 

Little boy wishin’ he was fishin’ in his dreams

Never got to know you too good,

Now he says things he don’t mean

Ya couldn’t make a good thing last

Always had to go so fast

But age caught up, slowed you down

And the days, they just fly by now

Like eighteen hours on eighteen wheels

With little white pills nippin’ at your heels

Like some outlaw asphalt cowboy in the wind

Ridin’ high till you run out

It’s an uphill battle just gearin’ down

Try’n’a to get somewhere on a road that just don’t end

Racin’ time and losin’ miles you’ll never get back again

Well this cat in the cradle never got a silver spoon

Now I run the roads just like you

There’s cities between her and me

and a real life

Man, I swear that it feels like

Eighteen hours on eighteen wheels

With little white pills nippin’ at my heels

Like some outlaw asphalt cowboy in the wind

Ridin’ high till I run out

It’s an uphill battle just gearin’ down

Try’n’a to get somewhere on a road that just don’t end

Racin’ time and losin’ miles I’ll never get back again

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