Craig Morgan - International Harvester | Текст Иностранной Песни
Im the son of a 3rd generation farmer Ive been married 10 years to the farmers daughter Im a God fearin, hard workin combine driver Hoggin up the road on my p-p-plower
Craig Morgan - Something To Write Home About | Текст Иностранной Песни
Hello, mom and dad, what's been goin' on I know it's been a while since I've written home I like my new job, sure, I like this town But I finally got me something
Craig Morgan - Redneck Yacht Club | Текст Иностранной Песни
I'm meetin' my buddies out on the lake We're headed out to a special place we love That just a few folks know There's no signin' up, no monthly dues
Craig Morgan - It's Me | Текст Иностранной Песни
If you hear a voice a-whistlin' Outside your window, baby It ain't a robin or a bluebird, it's me If the postman brings a package With big hearts on the
Craig Morgan - That's When I'lll Believe That You're Gone | Текст Иностранной Песни
I still get up and make enough coffee for two And every day, when I pray, I still thank God for you Even though my friends all tell me that you're long gone I'm gonna
Craig Morgan - The Song | Текст Иностранной Песни
Barry Tolbert, Lookout Lane He was white knuckling a diamond ring And fumbling for the dome light Sherry Lynn knows something's up 'Cause Berry ain't ever
Craig Morgan - The Ballad Of Mr. Jenkins | Текст Иностранной Песни
With skin as tough as a burlap sack He had his second heart attack Last summer but hes still goin Theres a melancholy in his eyes For all of you who care enough
Craig Morgan - When A Man Can't Get A Woman Off His Mind | Текст Иностранной Песни
I've been fightin' with these sheets again, can't make myself lie still My pillowcase is soakin' wet and yet l feel a chill It takes all I can do these days to just
Craig Morgan - Look At Us | Текст Иностранной Песни
Found an old box in the bottom of the closet 'Neath the bowlin' ball bag full of magazines An' a school sweater with a ring in the pocket From a first cigar; man, did
Craig Morgan - Thats What I Love About Sunday | Текст Иностранной Песни
Raymond's in his Sunday best He's usually up to his chest in oil and grease There's the Martin's walkin' in With that mean little freckle-faced kid Who