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Missy's Life |
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(modified) Texas Plates *Kellie Coffey* F-150, windows down Red light in my home town Nothin to do, just cruisin aroud With a couple of my best friends So he pulls up in this blue Mustang Finest thing we'd ever seen All Cowboy'd up in his hat n' jeans Only one thing to do when he pulled away
We went flyin down the interstate Chasin those Texas Plates Seventeen, we couldn't wait To see where the road might lead Not a care in the whole wide world Just three GEORGIA girls Wantin a piece of the Lone Star State Chasin those Texas plates
And I still remember, that F-150 and that summer And just how good it felt...
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^ Waffle House, 4 AM, kinda rough! |
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Days Of Thunder *Brooks and Dunn* Lot of trucks lined up down by the lake Drinkin beer on the back of the tailgate Boys from the valley wanna start a fight Hey baby what you wanna do tonight The only fear a rebel heart knows Nothin to do when anything goes Lookin back on those days of thunder Shake my head and i hafta wonder How we ever made it through that Girl tonight youre takin me back Theres a road and restless wind Aint it good to feel that way again Here we are the way we were in those Days Of Thunder
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The Barrel Racer *Chris Ledoux* Round and Round and Round she goes Where she stops nobody knows The miles are gettin longer The nights they never end Old rodeos and livestock shows Keep the lady on the go Lord, she loves to run them barrels And its the only life she knows
For now on 15 seasons The circuit's been her home And at times she misses the kids she never had But she wouldnt trade a minute Of the years shes got in it Cause shes had herslef some happy She's learned to take the sad When I looked up from my coffee I saw Boise on her mind She had that look of leavin in her eyes As she drove into the morning It slowly dawned on me how hard it is to tell a dream goodbye
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<--Local Jackpot on my mare again |
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Friday Night In Dixie *Rhett Atkins* It's Friday night in dixie, time to have some fun Anything goes til the rooster crows and we see that Southern sun Were gonna party down to that country sound, you know what im talkin about Cause its friday night in dixie, caint hold it in C'mon let it all hang out |
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Big Ole Truck *Toby Keith* Yeah you can see the girl comin from a mile away Shes got her big wheels turnin Shes got GEORGIA plates Got her sunroof up, got her window rolled down And you outta feel the ground shakin when she comes to town Yeah im in love with a girl in a 4wd Chrome steel bumpers GREEN step side She has a large time in her large machine Man i wonder how she gets up in that thing Casts a big shadow sittin in the sun Shes got it reved up rockin, ready to run And someday soon im gonna climb right up and Take a lil ride in her big ole truck...
Big ole truck... 10 feet tall, 10 feet wide Its a big ole truck Here she comes again man...
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^ Napa, CA When i went to get that gelding |
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