Greatest Hits Vol. 2
Greatest Hits Vol. 2 Tracks
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(Tom T. Hall)
Have a little love on a little honeymoon
You got a little dish and you got a little spoon
A little bitty house and a little bitty yard
Little bitty dog and a little bitty car
Well, it\'s alright to be little bitty
Little hometown or a big old city
Might as well share, might as well smile
Life goes on for a little bitty while
A little bitty baby in a little bitty gown
It\'ll grow up in a little bitty town
Big yellow bus and little bitty books
It all started with a little bitty look
Chorus
You know you got a job and a little bitty check
Six pack of beer and television set
Little bitty world goes around and around
Little bit of silence and a little bit of sound
A good ole boy and a pretty little girl
Start all over in a little bitty world
A little bitty plan and a little bitty dream
It\'s all part of a little bitty scheme
Chorus
©1996 Hallnote Music (BMI) -
(Harley Allen, Carson Chamberlain)
Coffee keeps me up and I can\'t sleep
And when I drink too much then I can\'t eat
Losing you has led me to believe
Everything I love is killin’ me
Everything I love is killing me
Cigarettes, Jack Daniels and caffeine
And that\'s the way you\'re turning out to be
Everything I love, gonna have to give up
\'Cause everything I love is killin’ me
I guess I made a big mistake
Thinkin\' you\'re a habit I can break
Well, I\'m addicted to you now I see
Everything I love is killin’ me
Chorus
Oh everything I love gonna have to give up
\'Cause everything I love is killin’ me
©1996 Coburn Music, Inc. (Adm. by Ten Ten Music Group, Inc.) Just Cuts Music (All rights managed worldwide by Songs of PolyGram Internatinal, Inc.) (BMI) -
(Jerry Hayes)
Everywhere you look you can write a book
On the trouble of a woman and a man
But you can not impose you can\'t stick your nose
Into something that you don\'t understand
But still you wonder
Who\'s cheatin\' who, who\'s being true
Who don\'t even care anymore
It makes you wonder
Who\'s doing right with someone tonight
And who\'s car is parked next door
I thought I knew her well I really couldn\'t tell
That she had another lover on her mind
You see it felt so right when she held me tight
How could I be so blind
Chorus
A heart is on the line each and every time
Love is stolen in the shadows of the night
Though it\'s wrong all along it keeps going on
As long as you keep in out of sight
Chorus
©1980 Songs of PolyGram International, Inc., EMI Algee Music Corp. (BMI) -
(Alan Jackson)
There you were standin\' in the shadows
Well I just looked where
I don\'t see
I\'m still pretendin’ I don\'t need you
I won\'t let you know you\'re killin’ me
Like some big black widow spider
You know just how to catch your prey
I\'m actin’ like it doesn\'t matter
And you sneak up from
Behind and whisper my name
There goes your paralyzin’ eyes
There goes your tantalizin’ smile
There goes my act of playin’ it cool
And there go the words
I meant to say
There go the games
I wanted to play
There goes my heart fallin’ for you
Well I think you\'re playin’ with me darlin’
You like to see what you can do
Well I should be fishin’ for Blue Marlin
Instead of bein’ hooked again by you
Chorus
Yeah there goes your paralyzin’ eyes
There goes your tantalizin’ smile
There goes my heart fallin’ for you
There goes my heart fallin’ for you
© 1996 WB Music Corp., Yee Haw Music (All rights o/b/o Yee Haw Music adm. by WB Music Corp.) (ASCAP) -
(Kieran Kane)
When I look into your soft green eyes
And when I see your delicate body
Revealed to me as you slip off your dress
I\'m reminded what I feel for you
Will remain strong and true
Long after the pleasures of the flesh
and...
(Chorus)
I\'ll go on loving you
I\'ll go on loving you
I\'ll go on loving you
And be it the rain or the wind
Or the moon up in the sky
The spin of the earth
Or the change of the tides
I don\'t know what brought us together
What strange forces of nature
Conspire to construct the present from the past
but...
(Chorus)
When I look into your soft green eyes
And when I see your delicate body
Revealed to me as you slip off your dress
I\'m reminded that what I feel for you
Will remain strong and true
Long after the pleasures of the flesh
and...
(Chorus)
©1998 Family Style Publishing.Glacier Park Music, a division of Moraine Music Group and Little Duck Publishing (SESAC) -
(Charlie Black, Phil Vassar)
Let\'s begin with the day I met her
And how fast this good ole boy\'s world got better
The sky got bluer, the grass got greener
Just the first few seconds after
I\'d first seen her
Like my favorite song on a new set of speakers
My best old jeans and my broke in sneakers
A home run pitch floatin\' right down the middle
The sweet music made when the bow hits the fiddle
(Chorus)
v She\'s right on the money
She goes directly to my heart
And when it comes to lovin\' me
She\'s everything I need, bull\'s-eye perfect
Oh, She\'s right on the money
She\'s no red lights
When I\'ve overslept
She\'s a three point jump shot
That\'s nothing but net
A hand full of aces, the dealer\'s done dealin\'
And I\'m forever on a roll, that\'s how she\'s got me feeling
(Chorus)
She\'s the best cook that\'s ever melted cheese
I ain\'t much around the house, but I aim to please
There\'s absolutely no reason to doubt her
When she says I wouldn\'t last ten minutes without her She\'s
(Chorus)
©1998 EMI Blackwood Music Inc., Flybridge Tunes (BMI) / EMI April Music Inc., Phil Vassar Music (ASCAP) -
(Alan Jackson)
Here I am all alone again tonight
In this old empty house
It\'s hard to learn what you don\'t think you need
You can\'t live without
Never leave the sound of the telephone
But, ever since you left, I\'ve been gone
(Chorus)
Gone carzy, goin\' out of my mind
I\'ve asked myself the reasons, At least least thousand times
Goin\' up and down this hallway
Tryin\' to leave the pain behind
Ever since you left, I\'ve been gone
I never saw your face this many times
When you were really here
The things you said I never understood
Are now crystal clear
I never spent this much time at home
But, ever since you left, I\'ve been gone
(Chorus)
©1998 WB Music Corp./Yee Haw Music (ASCAP) All rights adm. by WB Music Corp. -
(Alan Jackson)
I remember walkin\' round the court square sidewalks
Lookin\' in windows at things I couldn\'t want
There\'s Johnson\'s hardware and Morgan\'s jewelry
And the ol\' Lee King\'s Apothecary
They ware the little man
The little man
I go back now and the stores are all empty
Except for an old coke sign from 1950
Boarded up like they never existed
Or renovated and called historic districts
There goes the little man
There goes the little man
(Chorus)
Now the court square\'s just a set of streets
That the people go round but they seldom think
\'Bout the little man that built this town
Before the big money shut\'em down
And killed the little man
Oh, the little man
He pumped your gas and he cleaned your glass
And one cold rainy night, he fixed your flat
The new store came where you do it yourself
You buy a lotto ticket and food off the shelf
Forget the little man
Forget about that little man
He hung on there for a few more years
But he couldn\'t sell slurpees and he wouldn\'t sell beer
Now the bank rents the station to a man down the road
And sell velvet Elvis and second-hand clothes
There goes little man
There goes another little man
(Chorus)
It wasn\'t long when I was a child
An old black man came with his mule and his plow
He broke the ground where we grew our garden
Back before we\'d all forgotten
About the little man
The little man
Long live the little man
God bless the little man
©1998 WM Music Corp./Yee Haw Music (ASCAP) All rights adm. by WB Music Corp. -
(Nat Stuckey)
(Chorus)
Pop a top again
I\'ve just got time for one more round
Sit \'em up my friend
Then I\'ll be gone
And then you can let some other fool sit down
I\'d like for you\'d to listen to
A joke I heard today
From a woman who
Said she was through
And calmly walked away
I tried to smile
And did a while
But it felt so outta place
Did you ever hear of a clown with tearsdrops
Streammin\' down his face
(Chorus)
Home for me is misery
And here I am wasting time
\'Cause a row of fools
On a row of stools
Is not what\'s on my mind
But then you see
Her leaving me
Is not what I perfer
So it\'s either here just drinking beer
Or at home remembering her
(Chorus)
©1965 (renewed) Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI) All rights adm. by Sony ATV Music Publishing All rights reserved. -
(Hank Williams)
He\'s just a singer,
A natural born guitar ringer
Kind of a clinger to sad old songs
He\'s not a walk-behinder,
He\'s a new note finder
His name\'s a reminder
Of a blues man that\'s already gone
So he started drinkin\', took some things that messed up his thinkin\'
He was sure sinkin\' when she came along
He was born in the spot light, not to much left in sight
She changed all that one night
When she sang him this song
Hey baby, I love you, Hey baby, I need you
Hey baby, you ain\'t got to prove to me
You\'re some kind of macho man
You\'ve wasted so much of your life
Runnin\' through the dark nights
Let me shine a little love light
Down on the blues man
He got so sick of speedin\', all things they said he was needing
If he was to keep on pleasing all of his fans
He got cuffed on dirt roads, he got sued over no shows
She came and took that old load
Down off of that blues man, and he sang
Hey baby, I love you too
Hey baby, I need you
Hey baby, I do get tired of this travelin\' band
I\'m over 40 years old now, nights would be so cold now
If you hadn\'t stuck it out
With this blues man
He\'s over 40 years old now, nights would be so cold now
If she hadn\'t hung around
With that blues man
©1980 Bocephus Music, Inc. (BMI) (Granted by Dave Burgess Enterprises) Adm. obo of Bocephus Music Inc. -
(Bob McGill)
First I get cold, then hot
Think I\'m on fire, but I\'m not
Oh, what a pain I\'ve got
It must be love
There\'s nothin\' I can do
All that I want is you
Look what I\'m goin\' through
It must be love
(Chorus)
It must be love, it must be love
I fall like a sparrow, and fly like a dove
You must be the dream, I been dreamin\' of
Oh what a feelin\' it must be love
Something is wrong, alright
I think of you all night
Can\'t sleep \'til morning light
It must be love
Seeing you in my dreams
Holding you close to me
Oh, what else can it be
It must be love
(Chorus)
©1979 Universal-PolyGram International Publishing, Inc. / Ranger Bob Music (ASCAP) -
(Alan Jackson)
I know you\'re leaving, I see the signs
You\'re gonna walk out on this heart of mine
You\'ll never call me, you\'ll never write
You made your mind up, you\'re gone tonight
If some rainy day you\'re all alone
You feel like talkin\' you can log me on
At www.memory
I\'ll be waitin\' for you patiently
If you feel the need, just click on me
At www.memory
You won\'t even have to hold me or
Look into my eyes
You can tell me you love me
Through your keyboard and wires
No, you won\'t have to touch me or
Even take my hand
Just slide your little mouse around
Until you see it land
Chorus
If you feel like love, just click on me
At www.memory
© 2000 WB Music Corp./ Yee Haw Music (ASCAP). All rights admin. by WB Music Corp. (ASCAP). All rights reserved. Used by permission. -
(Alan Jackson)
When your heart is all alone every second
Seems so long
When it\'s just you, you can\'t see through
Those ol\' clouds that rain so blue
But when somebody loves you
There\'s nothing you can\'t do
When somebody loves you
It\'s easy to get through
When somebody loves you
The way I love you
When it\'s late, the sun hangs low
By yourself, nowhere to go
Sing a song, you dance alone
Play solitaire and stare at the phone
Chorus
So let\'s put aside our foolish pride
And let our hearts say hello
We both agree we\'re just no good
At bein\' on our own
\'Cause when somebody loves you
There\'s nothing you can\'t do
When somebody loves you
It\'s easy to get through
When somebody loves you
The way I love you
The way I love you
The way I love you
©2000 WB Music Corp./ Yee Haw Music (ASCAP). All rights reserved. Used by permission -
(Alan Jackson)
Well I was rollin\' wheels and shiftin\' gears
\'Round that Jersey Turnpike
When Barney stopped me with his gun
Ten minutes after midnight
Said sir you broke the limit in that rusty ol\' truck
I don\'t know about that accent son
Just where do you come from
I said where I come from
It\'s cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin\'
Where I come from tryin\' to make a livin\'
And workin\' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
Well I was south of Detroit City
I pulled in this country kitchen
To try their brand of barbecue
The sign said finger-lickin\'
Well I paid the tab and the lady asked me
How\'d I like my biscuit
I\'ll be honest with you ma\'am
It ain\'t like mama fixed it
\'Cause where I come from
It\'s cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch pickin\'
Where I come from tryin\' to make a livin\'
Workin\' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
I was chasin\' sun on 101
Somewhere around Ventura
I lost a universal joint and I had to use my finger
This tall lady stopped and asked
If I had plans for dinner
Said no thanks ma\'am, back home
We like the girls that sing soprano
\'Cause where I come from
It\'s cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin\'
Where I come from tryin\' to make a livin\'
Workin\' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
Well I was headed home on 65
Somewhere around Kentucky
The CB rang for a bobtail rig
That\'s rollin\' on like thunder
Well I answered him and he asked me
Aren\'t you from out in Tulsa
No, but you might have seen me there
I just dropped a load of salsa
Where I come from it\'s cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta back porch pickin\'
Where I come from tryin\' to make a livin\'
Workin\' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from
Yeah where I come from
A lotta front porch sitting
Starin\' up at heaven
Where I come from
Where I come from
Tryin\' to make a livin\'
Tryin\' to make a livin\'
Oh, where I come from
Where I come from
Yeah, where I come from
Get back down there sometime
Where I come from
© 2000 WB Music Corp./ Yee Haw Music (ASCAP). All rights admin. by WB Music Corp. (ASCAP). All rights reserved. Used by permission -
(Alan Jackson)
Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day
Were you in the yard with your wife and children
Or workin\' on some stage in L.A.
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of that black smoke
Risin\' against that blue sky
Did you shout out in anger, in fear for your neighbor
Or did you just sit down and cry
Did you weep for the children who lost their dear loved ones
And pray for the ones who don\'t know
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below
Did you burst out with pride for the red, white and blue
And the heroes who died just doin\' what they do
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself and what really matters
(Chorus)
I\'m just a singer of simple songs I\'m not a real political man
I watch CNN but I\'m not sure I can tell you
the difference in Iraq and Iran
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young
Faith, hope and love are some good things He gave us
And the greatest is love
Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day
Teachin\' a class full of innocent children
Or driving down some cold interstate
Did you feel guilty \'cause you\'re a survivor
In a crowded room did you feel alone
Did you call up your mother and tell her you loved her
Did you dust off that Bible at home
Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened
Close your eyes and not go to sleep
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages
Or speak to some stranger on the street
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow
Go out and buy you a gun
Did you turn off that violent old movie you\'re watchin\'
And turn on \"I Love Lucy\" reruns
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some strangers
Stand in line and give your own blood
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family
And thank God you had somebody to love
[Chorus x2]
And the greatest is love
And the greatest is love
Where were you when the world stopped turning on that September day
©2001 EMI April Music, Inc. / Tri-Angels Music (ASCAP) All rights controlled and adm by EMI April Music Inc. -
(Alan Jackson)
It was painted red the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
Secondhand from a dealer in Atlanta
I rode up with daddy when he went there to get her
We put on a shine; put on a motor
Built out of love, made for the water
Ran her for years, \'til the transom got rotten
A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten
It was just on old plywood boat
With a \'75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy two hands on the wheel
I can\'t replace the way it made me feel
And I would turn her sharp
And I would make her whine
He\'d say, \"you can\'t beat the way an old wood boat rides\"
Just a little lake across the Alabama line
But I was king of the ocean
When daddy let me drive
Just an old half ton shortbed ford
My uncle bought new in \'64
Daddy got it right \'cause the engine was smoking
A couple of burnt valves and he had it going
He let me drive her when we\'d haul off a load
Down a dirt strip where we\'d dump trash off of Thigpen Road
I\'d sit up in the seat and stretch my feet out to the pedals
Smiling like a hero that just received his medal
It was just an old hand-me-down Ford
With a three-speed on the column and a dent in the door
A young boy two hands on the wheel
I can’t replace the way it made me feel
And I would press that clutch
And I would keep it right
And he\'d say, \"a little slower son you\'re doing just fine\"
Just a dirt road with trash on each side
But I was Mario Andretti
When daddy let me drive
I\'m grown up now three daughters of my own
I let them drive my old Jeep across the pasture at our home
Maybe one day they\'ll reach back in their file
And pull out that old memory
And think of me and smile and say
It was just an old worn out Jeep
Rusty old floorboard, hot on my feet
A young girl two hands on the wheel
I can\'t replace the way it made me feel
And he\'d say, \"turn it left and steer it right,
Straighten up girl, you\'re doing just fine\"
Just a little valley by the river where we\'d ride
But I was high on a mountain
When daddy let me drive
When daddy let me drive
Oh he let me drive
Daddy let me drive
It\'s just an old plywood boat
With a \'75 Johnson with electric choke
©2001 EMI April Music, Inc./Tri-Angels Music (ASCAP) All rights controlled and adm by EMI April Music Inc. All rights reserved, International copyright secured. Used by permission -
(Jim “Moose” Brown/ Don Rollins (ASCAP/BMI)
The sun is hot and that old clock is moving slow
And so am I.
Work day passes like molasses in the wintertime
But it\'s July
I\'m getting paid by the hour, and older by the minute.
My boss just pushed me over the limit
I\'d like to call him something,
I think I\'ll just call it a day
Pour me something tall and strong
Make it a Hurricane before I go insane
It\'s only half past twelve but I don\'t care
It\'s five o\'clock somewhere
Well this lunch break is gonna take all afternoon
And half the night
Tomorrow morning I know there\'ll be hell to pay
Hey, but that\'s alright
I ain\'t had a day off now in over a year
My Jamaican vacation\'s gonna start right here
If the phone’s for me you can tell \'em
I just sailed away
Chorus
I could pay off my tab, pour myself in a cab
And be back to work before two
But at a moment like this, I can\'t help but wonder,
What would Jimmy Buffet do?
He’d Say
Chorus
©2003EMI April Music Inc. / Sea Gayle Music (ASCAP) All rights for Sea Gayle Music controlled and adm by EMI April Music Inc. ©203 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp./ R. Joseph Publishing (BMI). All rights adm by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI) All rights reserved. Used by permission -
(Alan Jackson)
Remember when I was young and so were you
And time stood still and love was all we knew
You were the first, so was I
We made love and then you cried
Remember when
Remember when we vowed the vows and walked the walk
Gave our hearts, made the start, it was hard
We lived and learned, life thru curves
There was joy, there was hurt
Remember when
Remember when old ones died and new were born
And life was changed, disassembled, rearranged
We came together, fell apart
And broke each other’s hearts
Remember when
Remember when the sound of little feet was the music
We danced to week to week
Brought back he love, we found trust
Vowed we’d never give it up
Remember when
Remember when thirty seemed so old
Now lookin’ back, it’s just a steppin’ stone
To where we are,
Where we’ve been
Said we’d do it all again
Remember when
Remember when we said when we turned gray
When the children grow up and move away
We won’t be sad, we’ll be glad
For all the life we had
And we’ll remember when
Remember when
Remember when
©2003 EMI April Music, Inc. / Tri-Angels Music (ASCAP) All rights controlled and adm by EMI April Music Inc. All rights reserved. International copyright secured. Used by permission