i’d_rather_have_nothing
all_of_the_above
I made you a list you can choose from
To let me know what you want from me
All you have to do is to choose one
It's as simple as ABC
I could be
A) lover
blame_it_on_mexico
In a bar in Acuna called Ma Crosby's
I found myself not feeling any pain
I told a 'Frisco girl I'd come for freedom
She said she'd only come to catch a train
We struck up
should’ve_asked_her_faster
backslider’s_prayer
my_baby_no_esta_aqui_no_more
She used to be my rosa amarilla
My little Mexicali tomatilla
But then one night I drank too much sangria
Woke up and found a note that said I'll see ya
Oh my baby n
i_drove_her_to_dallas
I could think of a million reasons
That would help explain her leavin'
Say she need time alone
Just a standard case of restless
Or feelin' homesick for her Texas
But
she_gonna_miss_me_when_he’s_gone
too_many_highways
(David Stephenson/Clay Blaker)
I was one of those guys
Who though he could handle it all
Way too much pride
Head held up high standing tall
I was raise
new_faces_in_the_field
The highway sign said the Georgia line
Was twenty miles away
So I thought I'd take a detour
And see the old home place
I could have found my way
With my eyes closed
traveling_soldier
Tow days past eighteen
He was waitin' for the bus in his army greens
Sat down in a booth a caf¨¦ there
Gave his order to the girl with a bow in her hair
He's a little sh
you’ll_find_somebody_new
her_only_bad_habit_is_me
She's an angel and I ain't
Lord knows she deserves a saint
And it don't take a genius to see
Her only bad habit is me
Why she know me I don't know
I can
