been looking in your eyes The feelin' is startin' to grow Hold on Love can take us up so high But it can take us down so low You either laugh or you cry Hold on
been looking in your eyes The feeling is starting to grow Hold on Love can take us up so high But it can take us down so low You either laugh or you cry Hold on
Übersetzung: Reba McEntire. Halten Sie am.
keep on lovin' you, I keep on lovin' you Through the baby-don't-leave-mes And never-will-agains And I-promise-tos I keep on lovin' you, keep on lovin
't get drunk on my kiss If you think you can do better than this Then I guess, we're done, let's not drag this on Consider me gone With you I've always
head She was smoothin' the sheet with the palm of her hand When the thought struck home, I don't know who I am And she sat cross legged on the bedroom
give up all you give me What you do to me, baby Oh, I could go on living Without tasting your kiss Get by without this moment You touching me and holding
tried to fight it But I thought if I didn't listen to you That I wouldn't be much of a friend I let you come over and cry on my shoulder The hundredth
Mama stood on the front porch wringing her hands Watched the tail lights fading on his black Trans Am With her precious little baby taking off inside
Well, I'm sitting on the bus Rolling down through Georgia Don't know where I'm going And I don't care what's new I've got nothing to lose Well, I've
it is, I've said it now God, I wish someway somehow You'd look at me with those big blue eyes And say you missed me too But you moved on, I understand
Her husband left on Saturday For a woman that was half her age Sunday she just stayed in bed With the covers pulled over her head But on Monday morning
I laid there feeling sorry for myself In a bed of Kleenex Stuffing chocolates in my mouth On the phone with my best friend Cussing my ex He broke my
saw it in the window Just a callin' out her name She mowed the grass, took out the trash And saved, saved, saved Bought it on a Monday Had a gig on
hand I want the Wranglers Stetson and all that stuff I want the real McCoy, I want a cowboy I'm tired of talking 'bout it wasting my time On all the
no Jack and Coke Please, sit me where there ain't no smoke Don't want nothing clouding up my eyes Well, you see that girl over there Dancing like she's on
out get out get out of my life And let me sleep at night 'Cause you don't really love me You just keep me hangin' on Keep me hangin' on Keep me hangin' on
