Trace Adkins & Blake 'em that story you were

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

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

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

bells ring, are you listeningIn the lane, snow is

Trace Adkins & Blake Shelton & if I was

say you don't know what you were thinkingWell neither

the Oklahoma shore of that old red riverI stand

look out across corn rows from a dirt roadBabies

I've been thinking 'bout it and it's been too

morning when I woke upAnd man I had a

here to read Blake’s story about “The brother

was a timeI really used to care about what

brings back an old feelingRunning into you like thisI'm

knew something was the matterIt really needed my attentionAnd

rose out of bed, wipes the sleep out of

ain't ever worn a haloDon't suppose I ever

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

1: Michael Buble & Blake summer day has come

1: Blake walks into Smokey's one hip at a