outside of this one church townThere's a gold dirt

get on that horse, you better ride (Pa' arriba)We

gorgeous, let's check out how you look todayShort and

remember where we used to danceOut by the well,

easy, easy, easyIt ain't easy, it ain't easyEasy, easy,

a bunch of poor boys, daddy's girlsChildren of the

Anyone else would shake my handWish me luck, be proud for

I'm crazy about fast cars, football and guitarsAll them

bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rockJingle bells swing and

AboardIt was a big night in December, Chattanooga TennesseeAll

been working so hard, I'm punching my cardEight hours

old Buick's like a needle on a compassPointed due

know if I'd seen her comingI'd probably tried to

can't have this conversationWithout lots of reservations on the

my heaven there aren’t no lawyersDon't need names on

I love country musicAnd I guess I always willBut

1: Brad Paisley, Keith Urban, Tim McGraw & Faith

an old route two-laneTaking out past where the radio

Blake let off the clutch real easy, easyThree,

1: Carter wanna thank the storm that brought