God, Family and Country Craig Morgan

He grew up in a time, When a third-grade education, Was all the school you needed, To work the family farm.

I'm Country Craig Morgan

There's plastic stretched across a broken windowpane You got to dodge the pots and pans on the floor when it rains There's a 10 point buck on my living room wall A squirrel and two ducks are hangin' in

Blame Me Craig Morgan

She's pony-tailed, and she's halter-topped Her bumber sticker says "I hate hip-hop" With a southern drawl, she says howdy y'all And her hands ain't afraid of dirt He's proud of his old truck He spray painted

I Wish I Could See Bakersfield Craig Morgan

I was takin' a walk through a small country city Just seem' what there was to see I sat down to read a historical marker When I felt someone sit down by me He leaned on the tank that was helping his breathing

In the Dream Craig Morgan

Eight years old wearing his daddy's hard hat He grabbed the water hose Says he saw the fireman do it like that His wagon was his ladder truck He pulled it around, and at the top of his lungs He'd make

Lotta Man (In That Little Boy) Craig Morgan

His life is that blue bike Ball glove and fishing pole Tree house, BB Gun, and Band-Aid covered knees He does good delivering papers And cuttin' grass for the neighbors Except for Widow Wilson; he cuts

That's When I'll Believe That You're Gone Craig Morgan

I still get up and make enough coffee for two And every day when I pray I still thank God for you Even though my friends all tell me that you're long gone I'm gonna keep hanging on to you When my heart

Cowboy And Clown Craig Morgan

As he climbed in the chute, the crowd held it's breath He was seconds from glory or moments from death They knew with this bull, it could go either way He said, "Let her go boys, and pray?

Redneck Yacht Club Craig Morgan

That just a few folks know There's no signin' up, no monthly dues Take your Johnson, your Mercury or your Evinrude and fire it up Meet us out at party cove Come on in the waters fine Just idle on

Paradise Craig Morgan

don't know what I left (I don't know what I left) But I know it won't be long (But I know it won't be long) No it won't be long (No it won't be long) 'Till I get back home They gave me a green uniform and

I Got You Craig Morgan

I've had big dreams come true And I believe in angels Although I can't see them They're watching over everything I do Ain't no easy street around the bend on my road No pot of gold at the end of my rainbow

Hush Craig Morgan

shaved since Tuesday but tonight Every little whisker's gone He's goin' out with the perfect wife But she ain't his own Hush - can't talk about it Hush - dance all around it Everybody's doin' it, old and

I Want Us Back Craig Morgan

lonely Lord knows I don't like that feeling Anymore than you like feeling lonely too I don't know which one's to blame But for me it's not the thing for us to do The way it was, the way we were Baby, you and

I Love It Craig Morgan

Here she comes two hours late But that girls always worth the wait Yea and I love it She's got a tiny shirt on wrong side out She makes left to center seem right somehow Oh and I love it She's got a way

Something To Write Home About Craig Morgan

Hello mom and dad What's been goin' on I know it's been a while Since I've written home I like my new job Sure, I like this town But I finally got me something to write home about Chorus

You Never Know Craig Morgan

Wally Walker spent his last twenty dollars On lottery tickets at the corner store He came in without any milk and bread Well his wife Heather was madder than ever Said I can't believe you did that you

Always Be Mine Craig Morgan

Oh the first time that we ever danced together You kissed me and I froze right where I stood It felt just like that night could go on forever That's the very moment my heart thought you would Always be

When A Man Can't Get A Woman Off His Mind Craig Morgan

I've been fightin' with these sheets again Can't make myself lie still My pillowcase is soakin' wet And yet I feel a chill It takes all I can do these days To just survive the nights It gets crazy when

That's What I love About Sunday Craig Morgan

Raymond's in his Sunday best He's usually up to his chest in oil and grease There's the Martins walking in With that mean little freckle-faced kid Who broke a window last week Sweet Miss Betty likes to

Every Friday Afternoon Craig Morgan

She called me up this morning, She said there's some thing you should know There's a job back home in Boston And I think I'm gonna go My parents are in Cambridge And I've got some old friends there Now

What You Do to Me Craig Morgan

I get all choked up When you tell me you love me Then whisper my name I get lost in your touch And I find myself getting carried away To a far away place Where I lose track of time And cherish each minute

Everywhere I Go Craig Morgan

I walk around the block To try to get you off my mind I turn the corner, look who's there Just like I remember pretty as a picture And I was just beginning not to care Standing in the rain I stopped to

Where Has My Hometown Gone Craig Morgan

Barely 18 thought I knew it all My little hometown was way too small For the big dreams I'd been dreaming I thought the fast lane and bright lights was what I was needing A few long years have come and

Money Craig Morgan

You can bet on a race, win it in the mail Do a lot of bad stuff and if ya got enough It'll keep you out of jail It'll rent a limousine, drive you to the mall downtown Where you can eat til you pop or shop

302 South Maple Avenue Craig Morgan

They pulled up in a pick up truck That held everything they owned He unlocked the door and carried her Over their new threshold They stood there, tears in their eyes Neither one could speak Hand in hand

Everything's A Thing Craig Morgan

matter what it is Ev'rything's a thing Off to work in my old Mustang Doin' that bumper to bumper thing Up ahead a-ring-a-ling-ding-ding Some guy's doin' that cell phone Thing is the light turns green and

It's Me Craig Morgan

If you hear a voice a-whistlin' Outside your window baby It ain't a robin or a bluebird, it's me If the postman brings a package With big hearts on the wrapper And you wonder who it came from, it's me

Look at Us Craig Morgan

biggest fan of the man That you're mamma warned you not to trust Baby look at us There's that bracelet I made you at your homecoming party Bought a six-pack of Bud just to get the tabs Took you home and

If You Like That Craig Morgan

Hugs with your coffee and your good mornin's with a kiss If you like startin' a fire on a cold winter's night, An' makin' dreams come true together: Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.

Rain For The Roses Craig Morgan

The day turned dark as night, and in her eyes he saw the light, He hadn't taken the time to notice.

Ain't The Way I Wanna Go Out Craig Morgan

Ol' Jimmy, a real hard worker, loadin' trucks at the Feed and Save. Well-liked, a really nice fella, that's why it's hard to believe.

In My Neighborhood Craig Morgan

If you see a pick-up truck with a plastic 'coon dog,Mounted on the hood.If you pass trailer with a concrete donkey in the yard,An' tires up on the roof.An' if you see a woman in a moo-moo,Readin' T...

Almost Home Craig Morgan

He had plastic bags wrapped round his shoesHe was covered with the evening newsHad a pair of old wool socks on his handsThe bank sign was flashing "5 belowIt was freezing rain an spittin' snowHe wa...

When God Comes Craig Mack

to mike it I hope the subject don't turn ya away But the whole Hip-Hop generation need to pray Chorus Whatcha gon do when God comes You can front now, but when God comes You can't get straped for

Goin' Country Luther Dickinson

God spoke to me at the dog races Son, ain't you tired of trippin' over your shoe laces Get you some cowboy boots do like you supposed to do White boys ain't born to sing the blues I'm goin' country Goin

Just My Imagination Craig David

But it was just my imagination, Running away with me It was just my imagination, Running away with me Soon we'll be married and raise a family A cozy little home, out in the country, with two children

Mrs. Morgan DC Talk

Well, I'm Catherine Morgan And I'm the next-door neighbor to the Gotee's And uh, the Gotee's were over there And they had a drummer that came in here To play the drums that day And he played it

Country Christmas Loretta Lynn

Daddy played the organ And we'll all sing Silent Night We'll have a good old Country Christmas alright.

You Are God Alone (Not A god) Phillips, Craig & Dean

You are not a God created by human hands You are not a God dependant on any mortal man You are not a God in need of anything we can give by your plan, that's just the way it is You are not a God created

what the lord has done in me reuben morgan

Let the weak say I am strong let the poor say I am rich let the blind say I can see it's what the Lord has done in me Hosanna hosanna to the Lamb that was slain Hosanna hosanna Jesus died and rose

World Through Your Eyes Reuben Morgan

Hear the silence shout Highest Praise God to you alone All creation waits On Your every word Where time and heaven meet Let me see forever With eyes you’ve opened Standing in your beautiful light Hold

When God Ran Phillips Craig＆Dean

almighty god, the great i am immovable rock, omnipotent, poweful Awesome lord.

Thank God I'm A Country Boy Various Artists

harm raising me a family and working on the farm My days are all filled with an easy country charm, thank God I'm a country boy Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle When the sun's coming up,

Thank God I'm a Country Boy John Denver

harm A raisin’ me a family and workin’ on a farm My days are all filled with an easy country charm Thank God I’m a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me ole fiddle When the sun’s comin

Thank God I`m a Country Boy John Denver

harm A raisin’ me a family and workin’ on a farm My days are all filled with an easy country charm Thank God I’m a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me ole fiddle When the sun’s comin

Thank God I'm A Country Boy (Live at the Sydney Opera House, Australia - November 1977) John Denver

me a family and workin on a farm My days are all filled with an easy country charm Thank God Im a country boy Well I got me a fine wife I got me a fiddle When the suns comin up I got cakes on the griddle

COUNTRY LOVE John Denver

COUNTRY LOVE Words and Music by John Denver Nashville tears are lonely signs That point to broken hearts Broken lives and families That love has split apart Children who miss daddy Mommy's

Thank Me Morgan St. Jean

yourself a man, everything you wanted You don’t understand, if you’re being honest Easy to but to be true, lucky you (no, he’s just my ex) You been making plans, marry him in August Diamond on your hand and

Woman Trouble Craig David

Bubblin' from the left Yes, we're bubblin' from the right Craig David and Robbie Craig, bubblin' all night Bubblin' from the left (woman trouble) Yes, we're bubblin' from the right (woman trouble

Io Che Non Vivo (Senza Te) Morgan

Siamo Qui noi soli Come ogni sera Ma tu sei piu triste E io lo so perche So che tu vuoi dirmi Che non sei felice Che io sto cambiando E tu mi vuoi laciare Io che non vivo piu di unora senza te Come...