Chely Wright Album

(Written by Sunny Russ, Stephony Smith)

He wears a Harley Jacket and a kiss me smile.
Through his steel blue eyes I can see for miles.
He digs big band music and the Rolling Stones.
But we listen country when were all alone.
'Cause it makes me crazy.
It drives me wild.
I like my lovin' country style.

Chorus:

Well, were listenin' to the radio.
Flyin' down the highway.
Feelin' like outlaws.
Wind's goin our way.
Sittin' right beside him.
Hell-bent, holdin' on.
Flippin' through the stations.
Lookin' for a fast song.
Singin' along with the ones we know.
Listenin' to the radio.

Well, we stop for gas, but not for long.
'Cause that Philco radio keeps us movin' along.
He floors that '66 Mustang, rag top 289.
While I blow him kisses from the passenger side.
'Cause it makes him crazy.
It drives him wild.
He likes his lovin' country style

Chorus

I slide on over when the song slows down.
I give him all my love to throw his arms around.
We're so in love we never touch the ground.
Blastin' through the wind in a wall of sound.

(Written by Gary Burr/Monty Powell)

Going through old dresser drawers
Fumbling through there closets
It's got to be here somewhere
I know it's round here somewhere

Searching from room to room
We couldn't have just lost it
I know it's round here somewhere
It's got to be here somewhere

Maybe we packed it up
With college books and winter clothes
Things we thought were in the way
Out of style or just outgrown

Chorus:
We didn't give it away
We just left it alone
We tried to find it one day
That's when we noticed it gone
I turned the house upside down
Praying I'd stumble across
Some sign thats it's still around
Got to find the love that we lost

Captured in old picture frames
Shinning in those faces
It used to be here somewhere
I know it's still here somewhere
Reflected in our children's eyes
How could we misplace it
I know it was here yesterday
How could it just slip away
it was more then just a box of junk
We stored away to gather dust
This was a dream we thought
We always could reach out and touch

(Repeat Chorus twice)

(Written by Kim Williams, Kent Blazy, Bob DiPiero)

Columbus said the world was round
Back when everyone said it was flat
Just between me and you and the man in the moon
Baby, it ain't anything like that

Chorus:

'Cause were living in a heart shaped world
Our head in the clouds, but our feet on the ground
Yeah, we're living in a heart shaped world
Don't you know baby, love makes the world go 'round

Now, satellite pictures sent back to earth
Shows a big, blue ball floatin out in space
We've got a vision, yeah, and we're on a mission
To tell the whole planet it ain't that way

Chorus

Don't you know baby, love makes the world go

(Written by Steven Dale Jones, Bobby Tomberlin)

I talk to him everyday
Even though he's oh-so-far away
And every night I lay in bed
And hug the pillow where he laid his head
And in my dreams I drift back to that high school kiss
And the night he put his class ring on my hand
I see our wedding day and it takes my breath away
Once again, like it did back then

Chorus:

I'm living on the love her left me
And he gave me so much love in such a little time
And that kind of love is hard to find
One day we'll meet again in that sweet by-and-by
But till we're back together
I'm living on the love he left behind

Our little boy down the hall
Is trying to teach me how to play baseball
Yesterday, I got choked up
When he said, Mommy, You use daddy's glove
I turned down a thousand bucks
For his old pick-up truck
I'm hangin' on to everything that's part of him
I'll hold him in my heart
Till I can hold him in my arms
Once again
But till then

Chorus

But till we're back together

(Written by Chely Wright)

They're either fallin' in or they're fallin' out
That's the only kind of love you ever hear about
But we're somewhere in between
And it oughta go down in history
'Cause love is alive with you and me
And it's a real good place to be

Chorus:

'Cause we're right in the middle of it
Yeah, right in the middle of it
There's no fireworks and no big bouquets
No hot romance on display
But we don't think about breakin' up
We're right in the middle of love

Yeah, all our friends wonder how we made it last
We say we're lookin' at tomorrow and not the past
No, they're never gonna make a movie 'bout us
'Cause we don't have a Hollywood love
The credits roll when a movie is through
But there ain't gonna be an end to me and you

Repeat chorus 2x

We're just right in the middle of love

(Written by Russel Smith, James H. Brown, Jr.)

Sometimes I still think of you
Love that's gone by and the things I didn't do
Time heals hearts, so they all say
Passage of years slowly pulls the pain away
But there's still a little tenderness left in everything I do
It's what I learned from loving you
That's what I learned from loving you

Times have changed, I have changed, too
Even my eyes have turned a deeper shade of blue
Well, I guess it's all that crying they went through
It's what I learned from loving you
That's what I learned from loving you

Well, I had too much to learn to hold on to someone like you
And it took losing you to make me see
The man you needed to be

I don't cry, though we're apart
And someday soon someone else will need this heart
And the next time I'm gonna know when a love is true
It's what I learned from loving you
That's what I learned from loving you
That's what I learned from loving you

(Written by Kenya Slaughter Walker, Nick Pellegrino)

I called him for days, he didn't answer the phone
I drove by his house, I knew he was home
A week's worth of papers and mail in the box
I thought he was dead, I picked the lock
I found him in tears in the dark on his knees
With a hole in his chest where his heart used to be
And he said...

First chorus:

Don't call the doctor, don't call the nurse
Call for the lady with the alligator purse
She knows the spell to lift this curse
Go find the lady with the alligator purse

In an old stone house off 21st
I found the lady with the alligator purse
She answered the door, said I know who you are
She lit a candle, consulted the stars
When I saw her closing that reptile's hide
I asked her point-blank, is my friend going to die
And she said...

Second Chorus:

I'm not a doctor, I'm not a nurse
I'm just the lady with the alligator purse
Hope for the best, prepare for the worst
So said the lady with the alligator purse

She said, look at what happened to Cleopatra
When she didn't take my advice
And Romeo, Juliet, they didn't get it
Too bad, those kids were so nice

By the time we got back to my pitiful pal
There was no sign of life till he saw the alligator
Purse on her arm, the gleam in her eyes
She opened the bag, there was nothing inside
She said, there's no secret, it's love that I use
I just carry this bag because it matches my shoes
And she said...

Third Chorus:

Don't call the doctor, don't call the nurse
Don't call the lady with the alligator purse
Love is the magic of the universe
Take it from the lady with the alligator purse

Love is the magic of the universe
Take it from the lady with the alligator purse

(Written by Chely Wright)

She picked up his jacket
And hid her earrings in his pocket
So he'd have a reason to call
But her telephone won't ring
And the shame that it will bring
Makes her regret it all

She should be accustomed
She oughta know you just can't trust 'em
When he's got a wife that he ain't gonna leave
Maybe she deserves what she's got comin'
She can't hide and there's no runnin'
From the guilty, lonely life she's bound to lead

Chorus:

'Cause she's the other woman
You've seen her before
Deep in his eyes
When he walks through the door
But did you know that even though
She's puttin' you through hell
You don't have to hate the other woman
She'll do it herself

They tried to keep it undercover
But you would soon discover
That she's your worse nightmare comin' true
You don't even know her name
But you wish her a life of pain
And believe you me that's what she's goin' through

Chorus

No, you don't have to hate the other woman

(Written by Wendell Mobley, Marv Green)

Woke up this mornin', put the coffe on
Opened up the blinds and there was the sun
Now, this ain't just another day
It's the hardest one I've ever faced

Chorus:

Minute by minute, tear by tear
If I can hang on and just be strong
Tommorow will be here
The hurtin' won't end, it's only just begun
But I'll get over you, if I can make it through
Day one

I'll jump head-first into my work
If I stay busy, maybe it won't hurt
Anything to forget you're gone
And keep the time from draggin' on

Chorus

Someday I'll look back on it all
And thank God my heart survived the fall

Chorus

Minute by minute, I'll be hangin' on
But I'll get over you, if I can make it through
Day one
Yeah, I'll get over you, if I can only make it through

(Written by Bill Rice, Sharon Rice, Tracy Byrd)

The clock is ticking loud as thunder
In this silent room
The morning comes and I wait to see
If it dawns on you
That I can't make what little love you give me
Be enough
And I'm just a tick away from giving up

Chorus:

But it's not too late for you
To turn this thing around
And say the words to keep me here
But do it now
'Cause love is slipping through our hands
One moment at a time
But it's not too late
For you to change my mind

The rings we're wearing on our hands
Are made of the purest gold
But what we're doing to each other
Is getting old
And now, the pedestal I've put you on
Is crumbling, too
But it's in your power to make it good as new

Chorus

The clock is ticking loud as thunder
In this silent room
But it's not too late
For you to change

It's not too late for you to change my mind

(Written by Chely Wright)

They married young, right out of school
Back in '78
She rubbed his back, he rubbed her feet
After a long, hard day

Now they're livin' in Beverly Hills
And it's all turned upside-down
He gets a weekly massage, she gets a pedicure
On different sides of town

And they both know they've gotten far
From the way they used to be
She wakes him up in the middle of the night
And cries, baby, listen to me

Chorus:

We gotta get good at givin' again
If we wanna have a life like we did back then
We've got a second change to let someone in
Hey, we gotta get good at givin' again
We gotta get good at givin' again

A little girl walks in the park
Holdin' hands with her daddy's mom
She wants to know why that man is asleep
On the bench with the dirty clothes on

Grandma tells the innocent child
It hasn't always been this way
She slips a ten dollar bill in his shopping cart
And whispers, mister, have a good day

Chorus

It oughta tell us something
When the ones we should be lovin'
Ain't getting what they need
Don't be afraid to make the first move
Take the lead

Chorus

Hey, we gotta get good at givin' again