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Cory's song-both got old
I held it in close like a cigarette
Tucked in the folds of your pretty lips
Keep the shit together
Gonna make it stick
In the heart of a Saturday night
Keep the records spinning with them slow sad songs
Me, the boys, we're drinking and we'll sing along
Keep the drinks coming and we'll go til dawn for her
Because if you call me
I would answer
Wont you take my body
Before the cancer does
We can dance along the light of day
Tread fast an make these memories
Of the way it felt before we both got old
So I tried to save some leather for the walkin home
There's nowhere left to leave it but all alone
Try to find something I can call my owntonight
But I got nothing left but all the slow sad songs
My grandad used to sing them now I sing along
Try to fin me something I can bring back home to her
If you call me
I would answer
Won't you take my body before the cancer does
We can dance along the light of day
Tread fast an make these memories
Of the way it felt before we both got old
'Cause you am I are doomed to die
Yeah well both get old
But not tonight
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Look at me
Wont you look at me, I've got nothing to show
I had big dreams, but they're all a joke
Because I chose that path, that most wouldnt take
I bought that ticket, and I'll surely take the ride
I live this day, I live it just for you
Just to get by, and to get on through
So please forgive me, i've got nothing left to give
Nothing worth a damn, to give to you my dear
Cause I've got nothing, but tattoos and scars
And I know damn well, it wont get me far
Been Lost in thought, for too many years
I've been gone and forgotten, too many tears
But look at me, I'm gonna be just fine tonight
Wont you look at me, I'm a god dammed mess
In a life that everyone, all thought was blessed
My church is the barn, and my horse the preist
Because she dont give a damn, how much that I drink
Cause I've got nothing, but tattoos and scars
And I know damn well, it wont get me far
Been Lost in thought, for too many years
I've been gone and forgotten, too many tears
But look at me, I'm gonna be just fine tonight
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Can't go back- Written by Kyle "GB" Oppold
Trying to make sense everyday of the things that slip away
Like your hand around that corner bend, Standing in the rain
My heart it hurts me everyday, it just cant stop
one more step down a different line, you never know
All the times I could have told you I didn't wanna stay
All the times I could have told you I didn't wanna go
We go back and forth with the things we love
But we can't go back on this one
Drag your feet just alittle more
Losing time, thoughts erased every night from the thing I can't hide
Now I'm looking for an answer to the things I'll never be
The highway never ends and the memories stay the same. still wont go ,the nights get longer and the drinks stronger now, but my face won't show
My heart it hurts at the thought of you and me, we'll slowly burn. Take our time to try and try again we won't make it home
All the times I could have told you I didn't wanna go
All the times I could have told you I didn't wanna stay
We go back and forth with the things we love
But we can't go back on this one
Drag your feet just alittle more
Losing time, thoughts erased every night from the thing I can't hide
Now I'm looking for the answers to the things I'll never be
Never going back home
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Kentucky Woman
Grabbed my guitar when the show was done
Last night in Bama, was a helluva one
One last shot and I’ll pay my check
There’s a helluva storm breathing down my neck
And the train came off the tracks and right there she stood
Kentucky woman…… I’d love you if I could
They say there’s somethin’ in the water
that makes these girls so pretty;
No it ain't the water
There’s somethin’ in the whiskey
There’s fire in her eyes
and hell in her smile
She's got caught up just gettin down,
Chasin’ me for miles
This train came off the tracks and right there she stood
Kentucky woman…… I’d love you if I could
Gotta one-way ticket on a southbound train
Rode through the night with a gun in my hand
There’s hell of a storm breathing down my back
And the cold wind howling at my neck
Well I didn't make it past the Tennessee line
When I finally drank her off my mind
She blew in like a storm in the rain
And sighted her gun on this black coal train
the train came off the tracks and right there she stood
Kentucky woman………I'd love you if I could
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