Aaron Tippin piosenki

I've called from every run down phone booth in Atlanta, Georgia Tryin' to find someone to tell me where you'd gone I begged and pleaded with your mama 'til she gave me this number Honey, we can work it out Just come back home 'Cause there's a whole lotta...

You get up every morning 'fore the sun comes up Toss a lunchbox into a pickup truck A long, hard day sure ain't much fun But you've gotta get it started if you wanna get it done You set your mind and roll up your sleeves You're workin' on a working man's...

You are the woman Who started a fire in my soul And to this day it’s still burning out of control With my final breath your name will cross my tongue You are the woman there’ll never be another one I’ve stared into the eyes of strangers Wondering if I’d ever...

Now Daddy didn't like trouble, but if it came along Everyone that knew him knew which side that he'd be on He never was a hero, or this county's shinin' light But you could always find him standing up For what he thought was right He'd say you've got to...