1: Blake alarm clock is a radio95.5 gets me

forever since I've been goneHaven't held you in so

1: Barbra Streisand & Blake has a way of

played some Stones and Skynyrd songsLast night on the

knew the moment that you walked inYou were looking

I'm going to be famous, do I have talent,

voice is like a ghost inside my headYou whisper

bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rockJingle bells swing and

been a walking heartacheI've made a mess of meThe

here to read Blake’s story about I couldI

1: Blake man, you've got to watch where you're

down a dirt roadRebel flag flyingCoon dog in the

look out across corn rows from a dirt roadBabies

old Buick's like a needle on a compassPointed due

summer day has come and gone away in Paris

a roadhouse just outside of town on a two-lane

always been the kind of man who doesn’t believe

1: Brantley number three is just a number and

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

knows ya gotta let 'em goAnd they kinda roll by