know nobody's perfect, but everybody isSometimes the hardest work

it's high time I tell yaNo more messin' aroundTime

in my daddy's truckEight years old and acting toughHe

lie awake at night and all I do is

picked up the phoneShe said hey it's meI know

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

Let's have an oh oh oh-oh-Oklahoma ChristmasWe'll have an old-fashioned two-stepping

baby I just asked your daddyIf I could take

oh my, you're so good-lookingHold yourself together like a

always get dolled up for your partyGood thing your

Silent night, holy nightAll is calm, all is brightRound yon Virgin

told me I'd regret itOn the day I left

I caught my wife with another manAnd it cost

Jordan Matthew my ex's live in TexasAnd Texas is

left without leavin' a numberSaid she needed to clear

1: Brantley number three is just a number and

heard your sad song on the radio playingYou found

don't need no sunny dayShe gonna light the

night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam

1: Carter wanna thank the storm that brought