Lyrics du Jour

Friday, March 30, 2007

Lot Of Leavin' Left To Do -- Dierks Bentley

These old boots still got a lot of ground
they ain’t covered yet
There’s at least another million miles
under these old bus treads
So if you think I’m gonnna settle down
I‘ve got news for you
I still got a lot of leavin’ left to do

And as long as there’s a song
Left in this old guitar
This life I’m bound to lead
Ain’t for the faint of heart
So you won’t fall for me
if you know what’s good for you
‘cause I still got a lot of leavin’ left to do

I guess the Lord made me hard to handle
So lovin’ me might be a long shot gamble
So before you go and turn me on
Be sure that you can turn me loose
‘cause I still got a lot of leavin’ left to do

Girl, you look like you might be an angel
So I won’t lie
I could love you like the devil
if you wanted me to tonight
And we could talk about forever for a day or two
But I still got a lot of leavin’ left to do

I guess the Lord made me hard to handle
So lovin’ me might be a long shot gamble
So before you go and turn me on
Be sure that you can turn me loose
‘cause I still got a lot of leavin’ left to do

Yeah, I still got a leavin’ left to do

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Where The Blacktop Ends -- Keith Urban

Gonna kick off my shoes
And run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends

I'm lookin' down the barrel of Friday night
Ridin' on a river of freeway lights
Goodbye city I'm country bound
'Til Monday rolls around

Gonna kick off my shoes
And run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends

Workin' in the grind is an uphill road
Punchin' that clock and carryin' that load
I bust it all week and then I'm free
The weekend belongs to me

Gonna kick off my shoes
And run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends

Give me some fresh air give me that farm
Give me some time with you in my arms
Far away from the hustle and the pressure and the noise

Gonna kick off my shoes
And run in bare feet
Where the grass and the dirt and the gravel all meet
Goin' back to the well gonna visit old friends
And feed my soul where the blacktop ends

Where the blacktop ends

Sunday, March 25, 2007

For The Moments I Feel Faint -- Reliant K

Am I at the point of no improvement?
What of the death I still dwell in?
I try to excel, but I feel no movement.
Can I be free of this unreleasable sin?

Never underestimate my Jesus
You're telling me that there's no hope
I'm telling you you're wrong
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
He will be strong, He will be strong

I throw up my hands "Oh, the impossibilities"
Frustrated and tired, where do I go from here?
Now I'm searching for the confidence I've lost so willingly
Overcoming these obstacles is overcoming my fear

Never underestimate my Jesus
You're telling me that there's no hope
I'm telling you you're wrong
Never underestimate my Jesus
When the world around you crumbles
He will be strong, He will be strong

I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
I think I can't, I think I can't
But I think you can, I think you can
Gather my insufficiencies and place them in your hands
Place them in your hands, place them in your hands

Saturday, March 17, 2007

Everything To Me -- Starfield

More than feelings and emotions
More than just a passing flame
I am tired of pretending
So tired of the games
More than going through the motions
More than all this compromise

More than proof of Your existence
More than trusting what I see
All I need to know for this life
Is that You're alive in me
More than answers to my questions
More than doubting needs resolve

I want You to be
Everything to me
Inside my thoughts
and through my life
I want to know Your peace

I want You to be
Everything to me
No rival throne
No equal love
No other to compete

More than living life in comfort
More than what You do for me
Would You teach me Lord to listen?
Would You draw me to my knees?
More than anything I lived for
More than all my hopes and dreams

Be all my hope
Be all my desire
May I be refined
Refined in Your fire
Lord all I want
And all that I need
Is for You to be everything to me

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Invitation -- Adam Gregory

Give me a cold one, I'm gonna drink it
Bait my hook, I'm gonna sink it
You double dare me, I'll always take it
Ask me to dance, I'll sure `nough shake it
If you think I'm bluffing well, hmm, not hardly
Don't send the invitation if you don't wanna party

Little wink, leopard skirt
Even momma says, don't hurt to flirt
But the signals you're sending me, can be taken mistakenly
If you don't want to ride, don't kick start my Harley
Don't send the invitation if you don't wanna party

All night long you've been coming on real strong
Girl you know we can't go wrong once we get the thing started
Don't send the invitation if you don't wanna party

Clock on the wall, she's half past one
Bar man says, no more fun
I've got some Skinner out in my truck
You look willing to crack things up
If you're just teasing then oh, by golly
Don't send the invitation if you don't wanna party

All night long you've been coming on real strong
Girl you know we can't go wrong once we get the thing started
Don't send the invitation if you don't wanna party

If you can't stand the heat don't order hot tamales
Don't send the invitation if you don't wanna party
Don't send the invitation if you don't wanna party
Don't send that invitation, don't send that invitation to me
O yeah

Thursday, March 08, 2007

I'm No Stranger To The Rain -- Keith Whitley

I'm no stranger to the rain
I'm a friend of thunder
Friend, is it any wonder lightning strikes me
I've fought with the devil
Got down on his level
But I never gave in, so he gave up on me

I'm no stranger to the rain
I can spot bad weather
And I'm good at finding shelter in a downpour
I've been sacrificed by brothers
Crucified by lovers
But through it all I withstood the pain

I'm no stranger to the rain
But when I get that foggy feeling
When I'm feeling down
If I don't keep my head up, I may drown
But it's hard to keep believing
I'll even come out even
While the rain beats your hope in the ground
And tonight it's really coming down

I'm no stranger to the rain
But there'll always be tomorrow
And I'll beg, steal, or borrow a little sunshine
And I'll put this cloud behind me
That's how the Man designed me
To ride the wind and dance in a hurricane
I'm no stranger to the rain

Oh, no, I'm no stranger to the rain

I'm no stranger to the rain
I'm a friend of thunder
Friend, is it any wonder lightning strikes me
But I'll put this cloud behind me
That's how the Man designed me
To ride the wind and dance in a hurricane
I'm no stranger to the rain

Oh, no, I'm no stranger to the rain

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

Sold -- John Michael Montgomery

Well I went down to the Grundy County auction
Where I saw something I just had to have
My mind told me I should proceed with caution
But my heart said, "Go ahead an’ make a bid on that!"

An’ I said, hey, pretty lady, won’cha gi’me a sign
I’d give anything to make you mine all mine
I’ll do your biddin’ an’ be at your beckon call
Yeah, I never seen anyone lookin’ so fine
Man, I gotta have her, she’s a one-of-a-kind
I’m goin’ once, goin’ twice,
I’m sold! on the lady in the second row
She’s an eight, she’s a nine, she’s a ten, I know
She’s got ruby red lips, blond hair, blue eyes
An’ I’m about to bid my heart good-bye!

Well, the auctioneer was goin’ about a mile a minute
He was takin’ bids an’ callin’ them out loud
An’ I guess I was really gettin’ in it
’cause I just shouted out above the crowd!

An’ I said, hey, pretty lady, won’cha gi’me a sign
I’d give anything to make you mine all mine
I’ll do your biddin’ an’ be at your beckon call
Yeah, I never seen anyone lookin’ so fine
Man, I gotta have her, she’s a one-of-a-kind
I’m goin’ once, goin’ twice,
I’m sold! on the lady in the long black dress
Well she won my heart it was no contest
With her ruby red lips, blond hair, blue eyes
Well I’m about to bid my heart good-bye!

Yeah, we found love on the auction block
An’ I hauled her heart away
Now we still love to laugh about
The way we met that day

When I said, hey, pretty lady, won’cha gi’me a sign
I’d give anything to make you mine all mine
I’ll do your biddin’ an’ be at your beckon call
Yeah, I never seen anyone lookin’ so fine
Man, I gotta have her, she’s a one-of-a-kind
I’m goin’ once, goin’ twice,
I’m sold! on the lady in the second row
She’s an eight, she’s a nine, she’s a ten, I know
Shes’s got ruby red lips, blond hair blue eyes
An’ I’m about to bid my heart good-bye!