Tracy Lawrence

Verse 1 Sister cries out, from her baby bed. Brother runs in with feathers on his head. Mama's in her room learnin how to sew. Daddy's drinkin beer listenen to the radio. Hank Williams sings Kaw-Liga and Dear John Time marches on, time marches on. Ve

Artist: Tracy Lawrence Song: Paint Me A Birmingham Lyrics: He was sitting' there, his brush in hand Painting' waves as they danced, upon the sand With every stroke, he brought to life The deep blue of the ocean, against the morning' sky I asked him i

We argued over whether I could buy that Chevy That Silverado sitting in the drive She would always given when we'd fight about religion Even though, Lord knows, that she was right From politics to picture shows And music on the radio What we could an

All week long, she loves to stay at home and hold me She hangs her buckle in the closet, keeps her boots up on the shelf Heaven knows the good Lord sent me an angel..ooh But every Saturday night, she wants to raise a little hell Chorus: She likes kic

Run your car off the side of the road Get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere Get yourself in a bind, lose the shirt off your back Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare This is where the rubber meets the road This is where the cre

You called me up from Amarillo, said you were comin' to town And thought I'd like to tell you hello, and drive an old friend around I pulled up to the airport, confident and cool But when you stepped off that plane, I knew I was your fool My little T

It was where my mama sat on that old swing, with her crochet It was where granddaddy taught me how to cuss and how to pray It was where we made our own ice cream, those sultry summer nights Where the bulldog had her puppies, and us brothers had our f

Outside Savanna, Spring of 1844, They drove the last nail in, and opened up the doors. Jedediah Moore, was the first to be baptized, saw him married here and buried here when the Yankees took his life. Ive felt the pain, of people fighting their own