Garth Brooks – Ain’t goin’ down (live)

Six o’clock on Friday evening
Momma doesn’ t know she’s leaving
‘Til she hears the screen door slamming
Rubber squealin’ gears a jamming
Local country station just a blaring on the radio
Pick him up at seven and they’re headin’ to the rodeo
Momma’s on the front porch screamin’ out her warning
Girl you better get your red head
Back in bed before the morning
Nine o’clock the show is ending
But the fun is just beginning
She knows he’s anticipating
But she’s gonna keep him waiting
Grab a bite to eat
And then they’re heading to the honkey tonk
But loud crowds and line dancing
Just ain’t what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek
And where it’s George Strait ’til real late
And dancing cheek to cheek
Ain’t going down ’til the sun comes up
Ain’t givin’ in ’til they get enough
Going ’round the world in a pickup truck
Ain’t goin’ down ’til the sun comes up
Ten ’til twelve is wine and dancing
Midnight starts the hard romancing
One o’clock that truck is rocking
Two is coming, still no stopping
Break to check the clock at three
They’re right on where they want to be
Four o’clock get up and going
Five o’clock that rooster’s crowing
Ain’t going down ’til the sun comes up
Ain’t givin’ in ’til they get enough
Going ’round the world in a pickup truck
Ain’t goin’ down ’til the sun comes up
Six o’clock on Saturday
Her folks don’t know he’s on his way
The stalls are clean, the horses fed
They say she’s grounded ’til she’s dead
Well here he comes around the bend
Slowing down, she’s jumping in
Hey mom, you’re daughter’s gone
And there they go again
Ain’t going down ’til the sun comes up
Ain’t givin’ in ’til they get enough
Going ’round the world in a pickup truck
Ain’t goin’ down ’til the sun comes up

Garth Brooks – Friends in low places (live)

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

‘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

‘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

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

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

I’ve got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I’ll be okay…

Garth Brooks – Callin’ Baton Rouge

I spent last night in the arms
Of a girl in Louisiana
And though I’m out on the highway
My thoughts are still with her
Such a strange combination of a woman and a child
Such a strange situation stoppin’ every hundred miles
Callin’ Baton Rouge

A replay of last night’s events
Roll through my mind
Except a scene or two
Erased by sweet red wine
And I see a truck stop sign ahead
So I change lanes
I need a cup of coffee
And a couple dollars change
Callin’ Baton Rouge

Operator won’t you put me on through
I gotta’ send my love down to Baton Rouge
Hurry up won’t you put her on the line
I gotta’ talk to the girl just one more time

Hello Samantha dear, I hope you’re feelin’ fine
And it won’t be long until I’m with you all the time
But until then I’ll spend my money up right down to my last dime
Callin’ Baton Rouge

Operator won’t you put me on through
I gotta’ send my love down to Baton Rouge
Hurry up won’t you put her on the line
I gotta’ talk to the girl just one more time

Callin’ Baton Rouge
Sweet Baton Rouge, my Baton Rouge

Garth Brooks The River

You know a dream is like a river
Ever changin’ as it flows
And a dreamer’s just a vessel
That must follow where it goes
Trying to learn from what’s behind you
And never knowing what’s in store
Makes each day a constant battle
Just to stay between the shores
And I will sail my vessel
‘Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I’ll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
‘Til the river runs dry
Too many times we stand aside
And let the waters slip away
‘Til what we put off ’til tomorrow
It has now become today
So don’t you sit upon the shoreline
And say you’re satisfied
Choose to chance the rapids
And dare to dance that tide
And I will sail my vessel
‘Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I’ll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
‘Til the river runs dry
There’s bound to be rough waters
And I know I’ll tke soome falls
With the good Lord as my captain
I can make it through them all
And I will sail my vessel
‘Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I’ll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
‘Til the river runs dry
Lord, I will sail my vessel
‘Til the river runs dry
Yea

GARTH BROOKS / MUCH TOO YOUNG

(to feel this damn old)
This ol’ highway’s getting longer
Seems there ain’t no end in sight
To sleep would be best, but I just can’t afford to rest
I’ve got to ride in denver tomorrow night
I called the house but no one answered
For the last two weeks no one’s been home
I guess she’s through with me, to tell the truth I just can’t see
What’s kept the woman holding on this long

(chorus)
And the white line’s getting longer and the saddle’s getting cold
I’m much too young to feel this damn old
All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole
I’m much too young to feel this damn old
The competition’s getting younger
Tougher broncs, you know I can’t recall
The worn out tape of chris ledoux, lonely women and bad booze
Seem to be the only friends I’ve left at all

*chorus*
Lord, I’m much too young to feel this damn old.

Garth Brooks – Thunder Rolls

The Thunder Rolls
Garth Brooks

Three thirty in the morning,
Not a soul in sight,
The city’s looking like a ghost town
On a moonlit summer night.

Raindrops on the windshield,
There’s a storm moving in.
He’s heading back from somewhere
That he never should have been.

And the thunder rolls.
And the thunder rolls.

Every light is burning
In a house across town.
She’s pacing by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown.

Asking for a miracle,
Hoping she’s not right.
Praying 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 lightning strikes.
Another love grows cold, on a sleepless night.
As the storm rolls on, out of control.
Deep in her heart, the thunder rolls.

She’s waiting by the window
When he pulls into the drive.
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he’s alive.

With all the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows,
And the lightning flashes in her eyes,
And he knows that she knows.

And the thunder rolls.
And the thunder rolls.

CHORUS

Garth Brooks – American honky-tonk bar Association

If your paycheck depends on
The weather and the clock
If your conversation calls for
A little more than a coffee pot
If you need to pour your heart out
And try to rectify some situation
That you’re facing
Contact your American Honky-Tonk Bar Association

When Uncle Sam dips in your pocket
For most things you don’t mind
But when your dollar goes to all of those
Standing in a welfare line
Well rejoice you have a voice
If you’re concerned about the destination
Of this great nation
It’s called the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association

It represents the hardhat
Gunrack, achin’-back
Over taxed, flag-wavin’, fun-lovin’ crowd
They’re heart is in the music
And they love to play it loud
There’s no forms or applications
There’s no red tape administrations
It’s the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association

We’re all one big family
Throughout the cities and the towns
We don’t reach for handouts
we reach for those who are down
And every local chapter has a seven day a week
Available consultation
For your frustration
It’s called the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association

It represents the mud flaps
Six pack, beer crack
Over-taxed, flag-wavin’, fun-lovin’ crowd
They’re heart is in the music
And they love to play it loud
There’s no forms or applications
There’s no red tape administrations
It’s the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association

Garth Brooks-If tomorrow never comes

Sometimes late at night
I lie awake and watch her sleeping
She’s lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
And the thought crosses my mind
If I never wake up in the morning
Would she ever doubt the way I feel
About her in my heart
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way
To show her every day
That she’s my only one
If my time on earth were through
And she must face the world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
‘Cause I’ve lost loved ones in my life
Who never knew how much I loved them
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them never were revealed
So I made a promise to myself
To say each day how much she means to me
And avoid that circumstance
Where there’s no second chance
To tell her how I feel
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way
To show her every day
That she’s my only one
If my time on earth were through
And she must face the world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
So tell that someone that you love
Just what you’re thinking of
If tomorrow never comes

Garth Brooks – Unanswered Prayers Live

Just the other night a hometown football game
My wife and 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

Garth Brooks – Standing outside th fire (Live)

We call them cool
Those hearts that have no scars to show
The ones that never do let go
And risk it the tables being turned

We call them fools
Who have to dance within the flame
Who chance the sorrow and the shame
That always come with getting burned

But you got to be tough when consumed by desire
‘Cause it’s not enough just to stand outside the fire
We call them strong
Those who can face this world alone
Who seem to get by on their own
Those who will never take the fall

We call them weak
Who are unable to resist
The slightest chance love might exist
And for that forsake it all

They’re so hell bent on giving, walking a wire
Convinced it’s not living if you stand outside the fire

Chorus:
Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried it is merely survived
If you’re standing outside the fire

There’s this love that is burning
Deep in my soul
Constantly yearning to get out of control
Wanting to fly hiher and higher
I can’t abide standing outside the fire

Repeat Chorus(twice)

Garth Brooks – Rodeo

His eyes are cold and restless
His wounds have almost healed
And she’d give half of Texas
Just to change the way he feels
She knows his love’s in Tulsa
She knows he’s gonna go
Well it ain’t no woman flesh and blood
It’s that damned old rodeo
Well it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a Sunday crowd
It’s the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ’round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo
She does her best to hold him
When his love comes to call
But his need for it controls him
And her back’s against the wall
And it’s “So long girl, I’ll see you.”
When it’s time for him to go
You know the woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his rodeo
Well, it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a Sunday crowd
It’s the white in the knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ’round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo
It’ll drive a cowboy crazy
It’ll drive the man insane
And he’ll sell off everything he owns
Just to pay to play her game
And a broken home and some broken bones
Is all he’ll have to show
For all the years that he spent chasin’
This dream they call rodeo
Well, it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a Sunday crowd
It’s the white in them knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ’round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo
It’s the broncs and the blood
It’s the steers and the mud
And they call the thing rodeo

Garth Brooks – What She’s Doing Now

Last time I saw her it was turnin’ colder
But that was years ago
Last I heard she had moved to Boulder
But where she’s now I don’t know
But there’s somethin’ ’bout this time of year
That spins my head around
Takes me back makes me wonder
What she’s doin’ now’Cause what she’s doin’ now is tearin’ me apart
Fillin’ up my mind and emptyin’ my heart
I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
And I wonder if she knows…what she’s doin’ now
Just for laughs I dialed her old number
But no one knew her name
Hung up the phone sat there and wondered
If she’d ever done the same
I took a walk in the evenin’ wind
To clear my head somehow
But tonight I lie here thinkin’
What she doin’ now

‘Cause what she’s doin’ now is tearin’ me apart
Fillin’ up my mind and emptying my heart
I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
And I wonder if she knows

What she’s doin’ now is tearin’ me apart
Fillin’ up my mind and emptying my heart
I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
And I wonder if she knows…what she’s doin’ now
 

 

 

Garth Brooks’ “We Shall Be Free” music video

This ain’t comin’ from no prophet
Just an ordinary man
When I close my eyes I see
The way this world shall be
When we all walk hand in hand
When the last child cries for a crust of bread
When the last man dies for just words that he said
When there’s shelter over the poorest head
We shall be free

When the last thing we notice is the color of skin
And the first thing we look for is the beauty within
When the skies and the oceans are clean again
Then we shall be free

We shall be free
We shall be free
Stand straight, walk proud
‘Cause we shall be free
When we’re free to love anyone we choose
When this world’s big enough for all different views
When we all can worship from our own kind of pew
Then we shall be free
We shall be free

We shall be free
Have a little faith
Hold out
‘Cause we shall be free

And when money talks for the very last time
And nobody walks a step behind
When there’s only one race and that’s mankind
Then we shall be free

We shall be free
We shall be free
Stand straight, walk proud, have a little faith, hold out
We shall be free

We shall be free
We shall be free
Stand straight, have a little faith

We shall be free

 

Garth Brooks – Papa loved mama (Live)

Papa drove a truck nearly all his life
You know it drove mama crazy being a trucker’s wife
The part she couldn’t handle was the being alone
I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone
Papa called Mama each and every night
Just to ask her how she was and if us kids were alright
Mama would wait for that call to come in
When Daddy’d hang up then she was gone again
Mama was a looker
Lord, how she shined
Papa was a good’n
But the jealous kind
Papa loved Mama
Mama loved men
Mama’s in the graveyard
Papa’s in the pen
Well, it was bound to happen and one night it did
Papa came home and it was just us kids
He had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine
If he was lookin’ to surprise us, he was doin’ fine
I heard him cry for Mama up and own the hall
Then I heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall
That old diesel engine made an eerie sound
When Papa fired it up and headed into town
Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real well
Papa’s rig was buried in the local motel
The desk clerk said he saw it all real clear
He never hit the brakes and he was shifting gears
Mama was a looker
Lord, how she shined
Papa was a good’n
But the jealous kind
Papa loved Mama
Mama loved men
Mama’s in the graveyard
Papa’s in the pen

Garth Brooks – Shameless (live)

Well I’m shameless
When it comes to loving you,
I’ll do anything you want me to,
I’ll do anything at all.

And I’m standing
Here for all the world to see,
Oh, baby that’s what’s left of me,
I don’t have very far to fall.

You know now I’m not a man who’s ever been
Insecure about the world I’ve been living in.
I don’t break easy, I have my pride,
But if you need to be satisfied

I’m shameless.
Honey, I don’t have a prayer.
Every time I see you standing there
I go down upon my knees.

And I’m changing,
Swore I’d never compromise,
Oh, but you convinced me otherwise.
I’ll do anything you need.

You see in all my life I’ve never found
What I couldn’t resist, what I couldn’t turn down.
I could walk away from anyone I ever knew,
But I can’t walk away from you.

I have never had anything have this much control on me.
I’ve worked too hard to call my life my own.
And I’ve made myself a world, and it’s worked so perfectly,
But it sure won’t now, I can’t refuse,
I’ve never had so much to lose.
And I’m shameless…

You know it should be easy for a man who’s strong
To say he’s sorry or admit when he’s wrong.
I’ve never lost anything I ever missed,
But I’ve never been in love like this.
It’s out of my hands.

I’m shameless.
I don’t have the power now,
And I don’t want it anyhow,
So I gotta let it go.

And I’m shameless.
Shameless as a man can be.
You could make a total fool of me.
I just wanted you to know
That I’m shameless.

Garth Brooks – Two Of A Kind (Working 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

 

GARTH BROOKS – THAT SUMMER

I went to work for her that summer
A teenage kid so far from home
She was a lonely widow woman
Hell bent to make it on her own
We were a thousand miles from nowhere
Wheat fields as far as I could see
Both needing something from each other
Not knowing yet what that might be
‘Til she came to me one evening
Hot cup of coffee and a smile
In a dress that I was certain
She hadn’t worn in quite a while
There was a difference in her laughter
There was a softness in her eyes
And on the air there was a hunger
Even a boy could recognize
She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in her lover’s eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night
That summer wind was all around me
Nothing between us but the night
When I told her that I’d never
She softly whispered “That’s alright”
And then I watched her hands of leather
Turn to velvet in a touch
There’s never been amother summer
When I have ever loved as much
She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in her lover’s eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night
I often think about that summer
The sweat, the moonlight and the lace
And I have rarely held another
When I haven’t seen her face
And every time I pass a wheat field
And watch it dancing with the wind
Although I know it isn’t real
I swear inside I feel
Her hungry arms again
She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightning from the sky
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in her lover’s eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burning bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burning both ends of the night
Rushing in long in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burnin’ both ends of the night

Garth Brooks – The Dance

Looking back on the memory of
The Dance we shared ‘neath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How was I to know that you’d ever
say good-bye

[Chorus:]
And now I’m glad I didn’t know
The way it all would end
The was it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I’d of miss the dance

Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn’t I a king
If I’d known how the king would fall
Well the who’s to say I might have changed it all

[Repeat Chorus]

Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I’d of had to miss the dance

Garth Brooks – When you come back to me again

There’s a ship out
On the ocean
At the mercy of the sea
It’s been tossed about
Lost and broken
Wandering aimlessly
And God somehow
You know that ship is me
‘Cause there’s a lighthouse
In the harbour
Shining faithfully
Pouring its light out
Across the water
For this sinking soul to see
That someone out there
Still believes in me
On a prayer, in a song
I hear your voice and
It keeps me hanging on
Raining down
Against the wind
I’m reaching out till
We reach the circle’s end
When you come
Back to me again

There’s a moment
We all come to
In our own time and
Our own space
Where all that we’ve done
We can undo
If our heart’s
In the right place

On a prayer, in a song
I hear your voice and
It keeps me hanging on
Raining down
Against the wind
I’m reaching out till
We reach the circle’s end
When you come
Back to me again
And again I see
My yesterday’s in front of me
Unfolding like a mystery
You’re changing all that is
And used to be

On a prayer, in a song
I hear your voice and
It keeps me hanging on
Raining down
Against the wind
I’m reaching out till
We reach the circle’s end
When you come
Back to me again

When you come
Back to me again
Garth brooks – FEVER

 

He’s got a split finger wrap
And his rope’s pulled way to tight
He’s got a lunatic smile
‘Cause he’s really drawn deep tonight

He’s got a fever, fever, fever, fever
Grab a hold of anything and hold on tight
It hits you like the venom from a rattle snake bite
We’re all here ’cause he’s not all there tonight

He takes one breath
And time turns inside out
Then the gate busts open to the world he dreams about

He’s got a fever, fever, fever, fever
Stick a rope on anything ’cause he don’t care
He’d even take a ride on the electric chair
We’re all here cause he’s not all there tonight

He says it’s really kind of simple
Keep your mind in the middle
While your butt spins ’round and ’round
Take heed to Sankey’s preachin’
Keep liftin’ and reachin’
And ridin’ like there ain’t no clowns

What he loves might kill him
But he’s got no choice
He’s a different breed
With a voice down deep inside
That’s screamin’ he was born to ride

He’s got a fever, fever, fever, fever
Fever makes you crazy ’cause it makes no sense
Like runnin’ from your shadow out of self-defense
He won’t run and baby he can’t hide
He thinks the odds are even leavin’ one hand tied
He gets so tired of hangin’ on so tight
I know you think he’s crazy well I think you’re right
We’re all here ’cause he’s not all there that’s right

Garth Brooks – The Red Stroke

Moonlight and candle, midnight and wine,
Two shadows starting, to softly combine.
Picture their pain is one of the heart,
And to those who have seen it; its a true work of art.

Oh the red stroke, passions uncaged,
Thundering moments of tenderness rage.
Oh the red stroke, tempered and strong,
Burning the night like the dawn.

Steam on the windows, salt in a kiss.
To watch them never hounded like this.
Inspired by a vision, that they can’t come back.
Erasing the borders with each brush of a hand.

Oh the red stroke, passions uncaged,
Thundering moments of tenderness rage.
Oh the red stroke, tempered and strong,
Burning the night like the dawn.

The blues will be blue, and then jealousy’s green.
But when love fix its shade, it demands to be saved.

Oh the red stroke, passions uncaged,
Thundering moments of tenderness rage.
Oh the red stroke, tempered and strong, (fearlessly drawn)
Burning the night like the dawn. x2

Steam on the windows, salt in a kiss.
To watch them never hounded like this.

Garth Brooks: More Than A Memory

People say she’s only in my head
It’s gonna take time, but I’ll forget
They say I need to get on with my life
What they don’t realize

Is when you’re dialing six numbers just to hang up the phone,
Drivin’ cross town just to see if she’s home,
Wakin’ a friend in the dead of night,
Just to hear him say it’s gonna be alright
When you’re finding things to do not to fall asleep
Cause you know she’ll be there in your dreams
That’s when she’s more than a memory

Took a match to everything she ever wrote,
Watched her words go up in smoke.
Tore all her pictures off the wall,
That ain’t helpin’ me at all

Cause when you’re talking out loud and nobody’s there,
You look like hell and you just don’t care,
Drinkin’ more than you ever drank,
Sinkin’ down lower than you ever sank,
When you find yourself falling down upon your knees,
Praying to God beggin’ Him please,
That’s when she’s more than a memory.

She’s more.
She’s more.

Cause when you’re dialin’ her number just to hang up the phone,
Drivin’ cross town just to see if she’s home,
Wakin’ a friend in the dead of night,
Just to hear him say it’s gonna be alright,
When you’re findin’ things to do not to fall asleep,
Cause you know she’s waiting in your dreams,
That’s when she’s more than a memory.

People say she’s only in my head,
It’s gonna take time, but I’ll forget.

Charlie Rose – AN HOUR WITH GARTH BROOKS

 

 

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