The Thunder Rolls Three thirty in the morning, Not a soul in sight, The city's lookin' like a ghost town On a moonless summer night. Raindrops on the windshield, There's a storm moving in. He's headin' back from somewhere That he never should have been. And the thunder rolls. And the thunder rolls. Every light is burnin' In a house across town. She's pacin' by the telephone In her faded flannel gown. Askin' for miracle, Hopin' she's not right, Prayin' it's the weather That's kept him out all night. And the thunder rolls. And the thunder rolls. (Chorus) The thunder rolls And the lightnin' strikes. Another love grows cold On a sleepless night, As the storm blows on Out of control Deep in her heart The thunder rolls. She's waitin' by the window When he pulls into the drive She rushes out to hold him Thankful he's alive But on the wind and rain A strange new perfume blows And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes And he knows that she knows And the thunder rolls And the thunder rolls *chorus* The THIRD VERSE!!!! She runs back down the hallway To the bedroom door She reaches for the pistol Kept in the dresser drawer Tells the lady in the mirror He won't do this again Cause tonight will be the last time She'll wonder where he's been New Way to Fly Like birds on a high line They line up at night time at the bar They all once were lovebirds Now bluebirds are all that they are They landed in hell The minute they fell from love's sky And now they hope in the wine Tht they'll find a new way to fly. A new way to fly Far away from goodbye Above the clouds and the rain The memories and the pain And the tears that they cry Now the lessons been learned They've all crashed and burned But they can leve it behind If they could just find A new way to fly By the end of the night They'll be high as a kite once again And they don't seem to mind all the time Or the money they spend It's a high price to pay to just find a way to get by But it's worth every dime If they find a new way to fly *chorus* They'll leave it behind As soon as they find A new way to fly Two of a Kind, Workin' on a Full House Yes, she's my lady luck Hey, I'm her wild card man Together we're buildin' up a real hot hand We live out in the country Hey, she's my little queen of the South Yea, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house. She wakes me every mornin' With a smile and a kiss Her strong country lovin' is hard to resist She's my easy lovin' woman I'm her hard-workin' man, no doubt Yea, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house . Yea, a pickup truck is her limousine And her favorite dress is her faded blue jeans She loves me tender when the goin' gets tough Somtimes we fight just so we can make up. Lord I need that little woman Like the crops need the rain She's my honeycomb and I'm her sugar cane We really fit together If you know what I'm talkin' about Yea, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house. This time I found a keeper, I made up my mind Lord the perfect combination is her heart and mine The sky's the limit, no hill is too steep We're playin' for fun, but we're playin' for keeps. So draw the curtain, honey Turn the lights down low We'll find some country music on the radio I'm yours and you're mine Hey, that's what it's all about Yea, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house. Lordy, mama, we'll be two of a kind Workin' on a full house. Victim of the Game Well, it took a little time But I guess you finally learned That promises get broken And bridges do get burned You've been siftin' through the ashes Just tryin' to find a flame Holdin' on to nothin' You're a victim of the game. You were standin' way too close To see it all fall apart And there were things you couldn't hear 'Cause you were listenin' with your heart But you can't say I didn't warn you Now there's no one else to blame There's on one quite as blind As a victim of the game. (chorus) And it don't matter who you are It treats everyone the same All you need's a heart To be a victim of the game. You know it's really gettin' to you When you take to tellin' lies And you can try to fool your friends But yo can't look 'em in the eye There ain't no standin' tall In the shadow of the shame When everybody knows That you're a victim of the game. *chorus* Oh, you know, when I look into your eyes I can really feel the pain Starin' in the mirror At a victim of the game Friends in Low Places Blame it all on my roots I showed up in boots And ruined your black tie affair The last one to know The last one to show I was the last one You thought you'd see there And I saw the surprise And the fear in his eyes When I took his glass of champagne And I toasted you Said, honey, we may be through But you'll never hear me complain (chorus) 'Cause I've got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns And the beer chases my blues away And I'll be okay I'm not big on social graces Think I'll slip on down to the oasis Oh, I've got friends in low places. Well, I guess I was wrong I just don't belong But then, I've been there before Everything's all right I'll just say goodnight And I'll show myself to the door Hey, I didn't mean To cause a big scene Just give me an hour and then Well, I'll be as high As that ivory tower That you're livin' in *chorus* Its the 3rd Verse!!! I guess I was wrong I just don't belong But then, I've been there before And everything is alright I'll just say goodnight And I'll show myself to the door I didn't mean to cause a big scene Just wait 'til I finish this glass Then sweet little lady I'll head back to the bar And you can kiss my ass *chorus* Wild Horses From a phone booth in Cheyenne I made a promise to Diane No more rodeos I'd gone my last go 'round. The same promise that I made In San Antone and Santa Fe But tonight I saddled up And let her down. (chorus) Wild horses keep draggin' me away And I'll lose more than I'm gonna win someday Wild horses just stay wild And her heart is all I break Wild horses keep draggin' me away. She'll watch me drive around her block Gettin' courage up to stop To make her one more promise That I can't keep The way I love the rodeo I guess I should let her go Before I hurt her more Than she loves me *chorus* Unanswered Prayers Just the other night a hometown football game My wife nd I ran into my old high school flame And as I introduced them the past came back to me And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be. She was the one that I'd wanted for all times And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine And if he'd only grant me this wish I wished back then I'd never ask for anything again. (chorus) Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs That just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers. She wasn't quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams And I could tell that time had changed me Inn her eyes too it seemed We tried to talk about the old days There wasn't much we could recall I guess the Lord knows what he's doin' after all. And as she walked away and I looked at my wife And then and there I thankedd the good Lord For the gifts in my life. *chorus* Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered... Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers Same Old Story While they dance How she holds him Pulls him close And loves him so While he dreams of another and counts the days Until he lets her go. Same old story That everybody knows It's one heart holdin' on One letting go. While they ride Lord, he tells her How they two Will settle down But she only hears the highway And a voice In some other town. And the harder He holds her The more she slips away . Same old story That everybody knows It's one heart holdin' on One letting go Mr. Blue Our guardian star lost all its glow The day that I lost you It lost all its glitter the day you said no And its grey skies turned to blue. Like him I am doubtful That your love is true So if you decide to call on me Ask for Mr. Blue. I'm Mr. Blue When you say you love me The prove it by goin' out on the sly Provin' your love is untrue Call me Mr. Blue. I sleep alone each night Wait by the phone each night But you don't call And I won't hurt my pride Call me mister, I won't tell you When you paint the town A bright red to turn it upside down I'm painting it too But I'm painting it blue. I sleep alone each night Wait by the phone each night But you don't call And I won't hurt my pride Call me mister. I won't tell you When you paint the town A bright red to turn it upside down I'm painting it too But I'm painting it blue. Call me Mr. Blue. Call me mister. Wolves January's always bitter But Lord, this one beats all The wind ain't quit for weeks now And the drifts are ten feet tall I been all night drivin' hefers Closer in to lower ground Then I spent the mornin' thinkin' 'Bout the ones the wolves pulled down. Charlie Barton and his family Stopped today to say goodbye He said the bank was takin' over The last few years were just too dry And I promised that I'd visit
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