Trace Adkins & Blake 'em that story you were

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

keys are still hanging in the front doorYou're hanging

would say I'm lyingIf I tried to tell 'em

1: Shakira, Blake Shelton, I feel like I'm losing

likes it when I call in sick to workSpend

voice is like a ghost inside my headYou whisper

I been thinking 'bout usAnd you know I ain't

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

a Mississippi morningMy dad yelled out a warning"Son, you

I was a cloud, I'd make baby raindropsAnd they'd

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

never let me get awayFrom all the memories that

left without leavin' a numberSaid she needed to clear

I die, I wanna come back as a country boyNo,

1: Blake here, I'm just a feather in the

WooYeah, I always said, "You can sleep when you're dead"Keep the

1: Gwen ain't a candleIt doesn't burn for one

heard your sad song on the radio playingYou found

Blake let off the clutch real easy, easyThree,