Trent Tomlinson Lyrics
Trent Tomlinson Lyrics
"The Bottle Lyrics"
Struggling Years Lyrics
We had our fill of old junk cars and unpaid bills But our love was clear in the struggling years Up against the world four young boys and our little girl We fought
We had our fill of old junk cars and unpaid bills But our love was clear in the struggling years Up against the world four young boys and our little girl We fought
I just cracked the top on some Jim Beam I just bought
Took a big ol' swig an' I just set her down
It's a foolish thing to think, that you could kill the hurt with drink
But it's the only thing that I can think of now
Got her down to the top of the sticker
I wish this stuff would kick in a little quicker
I can still see us
Six Days On The Road Lyrics
Well I pulled outta Pittsburgh a rollin' down that Eastern Seaboard I got my diesel wound up and she's a runnin' like a never before There's a speed zone ahead alright
on that tiltawhirl, spinnin'Well I pulled outta Pittsburgh a rollin' down that Eastern Seaboard I got my diesel wound up and she's a runnin' like a never before There's a speed zone ahead alright
Cotton-candy and then when she had mustard on her chin
From that corn-dog that slipped right off of the stick
And that top of the Ferriss wheel kiss
I ain't forgot about that yet
But I still have some whiskey left
Sure thought I'd be able, once I reached the middle of the label
That some of those m
Bring Back My Heart Lyrics
Bring back my heart You can't have it It is mine You can't have it I know I said For you to take it But you don't use it And I got none in
emories would somehow wash awayBring back my heart You can't have it It is mine You can't have it I know I said For you to take it But you don't use it And I got none in
Now I'm pushin' toward the bottom, an' thoughts of her, yeah, I still got 'em
Those shots, I've shot 'em, but they ain't killed yesterday
Just a little below the sticker
Yeah, I must've got a bad batch of liquor
I can still see her standin' there on that sidewalk
Yellin' out for the taxi that would t
War & Peace Lyrics
[Rolf Kasparek] The rifles are firing, the cracking of guns break the still The march of the soldiers, no mercy, no thoughts and no will They fall one by
ake her away[Rolf Kasparek] The rifles are firing, the cracking of guns break the still The march of the soldiers, no mercy, no thoughts and no will They fall one by
From the arms of the one that still loves her
With all of his heart.
I ain't forgot about that yet,
But I still have some whiskey left
I just tipped it up an' took the last sip from the cup
Threw that bottle on the ground an' started to cry
I know that I've had plenty an' now there just ain't any