The first thing I did when you said goodbye Was sit myself down and have a real good cry The next thing I did was put my red dress on And go downtown
I can be tough, I can be tender Strong as a saint, weak as a sinner But when I'm in your arms I'm so complete You bring out what's inside of me CHORUS
Kevin Grantt/Lesile Winn Satcher Arms, strong as timbers Folding around her like velvet That's the fine art, of holding a woman Eyes, that never leave
When I gave you my number I thought you would use it It's just a little slip of paper Darlin' did you lose it? I've been here alone waiting by this phone
Got in this morning at four a.m. And you're as mad as you can be Well, I was drinkin' and talkin' and you know how that goes time just slipped away from
There's a warm breeze Blowin' on the back porch babe Listen close you'll hear the rain The whisper in your voice is making me weak Your love speaks my
Matraca Berg/Gary Harrison Juliet waits at the border Of a creek without a corner Gazes into the dark Was it the moon or only Her fear of being lonely
Charlie Black/Bobby Fischer/Tommy Rocco You can paint our names on the water tower For half the county to see You can spend your money on billboard signs
Everyone said I was a strong willed child But I was just developing my own style Why pay a price being independent If the rule won't break I'm going to
Mark D. Sanders/Bob Dipiero/David Malloy I've got a feeling, call it intuition I've got a feeling we're getting into something more You've been talking
I'm barely hanging on, losing my grip The hold that I had so strong is starting to slip I'm trying so hard to hold up my guard To paint a picture like
If there was any way out, where I could slip away and take my heart with me, If there was any way out, where I could slip away and make my mind at ease
I'm afraid were moving a little to fast He thinks were movin' to slow I'm sittin' here praying this movie Will last another hour or so He whispers he
Bobby got down on his knees, said, "Becky, would you marry me?" He slipped that ring upon her hand. She ran home to show her mom, said, "Looky here what
Brian Dean Maher/Kris Bergsnes Moonlight streaks across a picture of a Marilyn Monroe While the corn stocks rattle outside her bedroom window A strong
my pick up And she hates the way I get my hair cut You know you sure are a cold one, baby You get green with jealousy When I steal your Victoria Sacred Or watch Mindy
little David Ball A little bit of luck and my life would be complete There's a little bitty blond that I'd really want to meet I sure like Mindy McCready
