There's a child for every dollBut I guess that’s not quite

were talking on a boardwalkWe were lit up when

Work, work, work, man that's all I ever doBeen hitting it,

roasting on an open fireJack Frost nipping at your

bells ring, are you listeningIn the lane, snow is

Christina 1: Christina shot of whiskey, please, bartenderKeep

baby I just asked your daddyIf I could take

knew the moment that you walked inYou were looking

used to call me backwardsLiving out here with the

look out across corn rows from a dirt roadBabies

summer day has come and gone away in Paris

a good day, when I think about herI only cry

thing about dreamersWhen the dream is in their sightsJust

I can’t see in this darknessSo in need of forgivenessBefore all

1: Matthew Friday afternoon, I just got paidMissed all

1: Blake always been a rollin' stoneWith a reckless

Well it must've been 100 in that summer sunAnd I've been

She's faced the hardest times you could imagineAnd many times her

wanna thank the storm that brought the snowThanks to

1: moon tang, Kiri want to thank the storm