Lyrics

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Which way to something better? Which way to forget her?

Ward Davis: Time to Move On

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And the rifle, he used to be a dreamer, but he wasn't meant to fly.

Lori McKenna: The Bird & The Rifle

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She couldn't give any more her love ran out

Bleu Edmondson: The Future Ain't What It Used to Be

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But don't stay up for me. Don't wait up for me if I'm not home.

Tyler Hilton: When it Comes

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You bet your heart on a diamond. I played the clubs and spades.

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You couldn't put down that last drink. I couldn't get that shit passed me.

Elle King: Good Thing Gone

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Then someday I'll move on. When I do, put on your boots, dance on my headstone. Bring a bottle of Tennesse for two. I'll be pushin up daisies just for you.

Flatland Cavalry: Stompin Grounds

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Your hair would blow but it would blow at a slower pace, slower than the breeze would.

Shane Smith & the Saints: We Were Too Young

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Like a mocking bird I sing my song, stole outright and play it all wrong in the darkest hour of the night.

Turnpike Troubadours: Old Time Feeling

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You bet your heart on a diamond. I played the clubs and spades

Turnpike Troubadours: Fall out of Love

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Me, I'm just a wallflower soaking up knowledge. My heart on my sleeve and a beer in my hand

Turnpike Troubadours: Morgan Street

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All you're really given is the sunshine and your name

Kenny Chesney: Get Along

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Won't you miss your whisky in the winter time my dear? The way that I've been missin' you this fall

Turnpike Troubadours: Ringing in the Year

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To the ends of the earth would you follow me? There's a world that was meant for us to see.

Lord Hurdon: Ends of the Earth

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If you're worried and you can't sleep, just count your blessings instead of sheep."

Bing Crosby: White Christmas

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Go on to hell, honey, I'm heading home.

Turnpike Troubadours: The Bird Hunters