You know I like my chicken fried Cold beer on a Friday night A pair of jeans that fit just right And the radio up Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia pine And that`s home you know With sweet tea, pecan pie and homemade wine Where the peaches grow And my house it`s not much to talk about But it`s filled with love that`s grown in southern ground And a little bit of chicken fried ...

She make a train take a dirt road Make it stop on a dime Make 'em wonder which way to go Make a man change his mind She's a lawyer's queen, a trucker's dream With a baseball hat fit for a queen A genuine, a different kind of fine Cadillacs and caviar Well, that ain't how she rolls Implants and tummy tucks She sure don't need those She's a cool drink of water When the summer's mean Poured into ...

Violin playing so we live in our old van Travel all across this land Me and you We'll end up hand in hand Somewhere down on the sand Me and you Just as free Free as we'll ever be Just as free Free as we'll ever be Drive until the city lights Dissolve into a country sky Me and you Lay underneath the georgia moon Do all the things that lovers do Just me and you Just as free Free as we'll ever be...

I ride east every other Friday but if i had it my way Days would not be wasted on this drive And i want so bad to hold you Some of the things I haven't told you Your mom and me just couldn't get along So i'll drive And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Everytime I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line and i count the days and the miles back home to you...

A man was bothering me today and I wanted to tell him to go away But I stood and listened to him anyway, okay. He said he didn't want to shoot that man And it was his thing and I wouldn't understand And he had done all that he can, okay. I guess his body was as good as mine And just like me he was wasting time Turning over every stone to see what he could find, okay. He was filling tank and he...

Cocaine flame in my bloodstream Sold my coat when I hit Spokane Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes In the early mornin' rain Lately my hands they don't feel like mine My eyes been stung with dust and blind Held you in my arms one time Lost you just the same Jolene Well, I ain't about to go straight, it's too late And I found myself face down in the ditch Booze in my hair, blood on my lips...

Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way? I was dumb enough not to settle down when you wanted to Now I'm sittin' here going crazy trying to crawl back to you Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way? But I was smart enough to come to my senses Be who you need me to be And if you say that I'm too late I'll curl up and die in misery Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way I remember our ...

Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on a chicken. Bring out the butter and the flour we're ready to fry. My dog Pete is the smallest dog of all the dogs in my yard He's a mean son' bitch Drinks Beam and water from a broken mason jar Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on a chicken. Sic 'em on...

I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand Life is good today. Life is good today. Well, the plane touched down just about 3 o?clock And the city?s still on my mind Bikinis and palm trees danced in my head I was still in the baggage line Concrete and cars are there own prison bars like this life I?m living in But the plane brought me farther. I...

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She got eyes that cut you like a knife and lips that taste like sweet red wine And pretty legs go to heaven every time She got a gentle way that puts me at ease When she walks in the room I can hardly breathe Got a devastating smile knock a grown man to his knees She got whatever it is It blows me away She's everything I wanted to say to a woman but couldn't find the words to say She got whate...

There's a place, where the boat leaves from It takes away all your big problems You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean But you gotta get away to where the boat leaves from Take one part sand, and one part sea, one part shade of a big palm tree The drinks they're cold and the ladies are hot And I know this is the place for me So get away to where the boat leaves from It takes away ...