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Gretchen Wilson Album


Greatest Hits (01/19/2010)
01/19/2010
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Politically Uncorrect (feat. Merle Haggard)
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Come To Bed (feat. John Rich)
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Barracuda (Live)
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Well, I ain't never been the Barbie doll type
No, I can't swig that sweet champagne, I'd rather drink beer all night
In a tavern or in a honky tonk or on a four-wheel drive tailgate
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait
Some people look down on me, but I don't give a rip
I'll stand barefooted in my own front yard with a baby on my hip

'Cause I'm a redneck woman an' I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raisin'I say 'hey ya'll' and 'yee-haw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on on my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every Charlie Daniels song
So here's to all my sisters out there keepin' it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah

Victoria's Secret, well there stuff's real nice
But I can buy the same damn thing on a Wal-Mart shelf half price
And still look sexy, just as sexy as those models on TV
I don't need no designer tag to make my man want me
Well, you might think I'm trashy, a little too hard core
But in my neck of the woods, I'm just the girl next door

Hey, I'm a redneck woman an' I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raisin' I say 'hey ya'll' and 'yee-haw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on on my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every Tanya Tucker song
So here's to all my sister's out there keepin' it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah

I'm a redneck woman an' I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raisin' I say 'hey ya'll' and 'yee-haw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on on my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every ol' Bocephus song
So here's to all my sister's out there keepin' it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Hell yeah

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Well I'm an eight ball shooting double fisted drinking son of a gun
I wear My jeans a little tight
Just to watch the little boys come undone
I'm here for the beer and the ball busting band
Gonna get a little crazy just because I can

[Chorus]

You know I'm here for the party
And I aint leavin til they throw me out
Gonna have a little fun gonna get me some
You know I'm here, I'm here for the party

I may not be a ten but the boys say I clean up good
And if I gave 'em half a chance for some lousy romance you know they would
I've been waiting all week just to have a good time
So bring on them cowboys and their pick up lines

[repeat chorus]

Don't want no purple hooter shooter just some jack on the rocks
Don't mind me if I start that trashy talk


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Well you're a real hot cookie with your new hairdo
Your high heel boots and your credit card
Long legs and a mini skirt
Yeah you know what works and you work it hard
You smile like such a lazy innocent and sweet
You drive the men folk crazy, but any girl can see
You're just a
(chorus)
Homewrecker
I know what you're doin'
You think you're gonna ruin what I got, but your not
Yeah you little go getter
I'll teach you a lesson
If you get to messin' with my man
You don't stand a chance
No, you're just a homewrecker

I'm sure you waited for a long, long time
To find a man like mine
But honey you're too late
So before you go and make your move
Maybe me and you should get a few things straight
There's two ways we can do this
I'll let you decide
You can take it somewhere else
Or we can take it outside you little
(repeat chorus)
Now honey I'm a Christian, but if you keep it up
I'm gonna go to kickin' your pretty little butt
Is that clear enough yeah, you little

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I've never done anything
That would ever bring a tear to your eye
I've never crossed the line
Or needed an alibi to cover up a lie
But darling I'll admit
They're been times when I could have
The thing that kept me strong
Is the one that is always on my mind
(Chorus)
When I think about cheatin'
I just thing about you leavin'
And how my world would fall to pieces
If I tossed your love away
Even when I'm tempted by some stranger
Oh there's never any danger
I just think about you leavin'
When I think about cheatin'

There was a time in Abilene
When he said all the things I wanted to hear
It was hard to turn him down
Between the champagne and the sound of whispers in my ear
But it just took one two-step with someone and I was missing you
He never had a chance cause I broke up the dance
Before the song was through

. . .



Well I ain't never had a problem with California
There's a lot of good women, Sacramento to Corona
But them Hollywood types, after a while wear on ya
Strutin' around in their size zeros,
Skinny little girls no meat on their bones
Never even heard of George Jones

CHORUS
Ain't you glad we ain't no California girls
Ain't you glad there's still a few of us left, who know how to rock your world
Ain't afraid to eat fried chicken and dirty dance to Merle
Ain't you glad we ain't no California girls

There ain't nothing wrong with plastic surgery
Well, Dolly Parton never looked so good to me
Everybody oughta be exactly who they want to be
But that Paris Hilton gets under my skin
With her big fake smile and her painted on skin
Never had a chance at a real man


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(feat. Merle Haggard)

I'm for the low man on the totem pole
And I'm for the underdog God bless his soul
And I'm for the guys still pulling third shift
And the single mom raisin' her kids
I'm for the preachers who stay on their knees
And I'm for the sinner who finally believes
And I'm for the farmer with dirt on his hands
And the soldiers who fight for this land

Chorus:

And I'm for the Bible and I'm for the flag
And I'm for the working man, me and ol' hag
I'm just one of many
Who can't get no respect
Politically uncorrect

(Merle Haggard)
I guess my opinion is all out of style
(Gretchen Wilson)
Aw, but don't get me started cause I can get riled
And I'll make a fight for the forefathers plan
(Merle Haggard)
And the world already knows where I stand

Repeat Chorus

(Merle Haggard)
Nothing wrong with the Bible, nothing wrong with the flag
(Gretchen Wilson)
Nothing wrong with the working man me & ol' hag
We're just some of many who can't get no respect
Politically uncorrect
(Merle Haggard)

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I don't feel like loving you today
So don't you even try to change my mind
The best thing you can do right now is just go away
'Cause I don't feel like loving you today

I don't want to talk about last night
I'm angry and I haven't had much sleep
I'm so bloodshot there ain't no tellin' what I'd say
'Cause I don't feel like loving you today

But you know I will anyway
Even though we make it hard sometimes
I'll wind up forgiving you
And probably loving you for the rest of my life

But I don't feel like loving you today
And I've got 16 hours left to go
I might tell you that I'm leaving
Even though you know I'll stay
'Cause I don't feel like loving you today

But you know I will anyway
Even though we make it hard sometimes
I'll wind up forgiving you
And probably loving you for the rest of my life

But I don't feel like loving you today

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I can do most anything a man can do
I can hold my liquor with the best of you
Even take your money in a game of pool
Yeah, I'd kick your butt, if I wanted to

And I don't mind when people cuss in front of me
The truth is I don't blush that much at anything
But I've still got this little girl inside of me
That likes to be treated like a queen

And I know I don't act much like a lady
But I still need to be somebody's baby
Yeah, you might find me makin' too much noise
But I'm more than just one of the boys
Yeah, I'm more than just one of the boys

God knows I ain't never been the clingy type
Lookin' for a man to make it all alright
But I don't mind admitting sometimes late at night
Well, I need someone to hold me tight

And I know I don't act much like a lady
But I still need to be somebody's baby
Yeah, you might find me makin' too much noise
But I'm more than just one of the boys
Yeah, I'm more than just one of the boys

. . .


Sometimes we fight
'Bout who's wrong and right
And stay up all night
And sometimes we drink
And say hurtful things
That we don't mean

Pre Chorus

Yeah, we're both screamin'
But nobody's listenin'
Let's take this madness
Out of the kitchen

Chorus

Come to bed
Let's just lay down
There's just one way
We're gonna work this out
Forget what I did
Forget what you said
Oh, darlin' (darlin')
Come to bed


Well, I love you
You know I do
And you love me, too
So let's just stop
Remember what we've got
Before it all gets lost

Pre Chorus

Just take my hand
It's been way too long
Turn out the lights
And turn each other on

Chorus

Come to bed
Let's just lay down
There's just one way
We're gonna work this out
Forget what I did
Forget what you said
Oh, darlin' (darlin')
Come to bed

Bridge

And let's put aside our pride
For feelin's for tonight
In the mornin' we'll see things
In a different light

Tag Chorus

Just come to bed
Let's just lay down
There's just one way
We're gonna work it out
Forget what I did
Forget what you said
Oh, darlin' (darlin')
Come to bed

. . .



Heyahhhhhhhhh

Five of the PM rolls around, there's a little old joint outside of town
I only got time for a couple of beers and a juke box song ringing in my ears
The next you know the bar tenders pouring, shots are flowing, got me stoning
All I really know is that I should be going, but I'm soaking from the moment

Am all jacked up, all jacked up
Don't believe I've ever had this much.
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Time sure flies when you're all jacked up

It was getting mighty close to nice o'clock, what the hell I had one more shot.
Then I winked at a boy at the end of the bar, guess I mighta musta gone a little
too far.
Cause a big ole girl walked outta the blue, 10 foot 2 with a bad attitude
Stepped right up and knocked out my tooth, guess I had it coming I deserved the
due

Cos I was all jacked up, all jacked up,
Don't believe I've ever had this much.
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Don't start no stuff when you're all jacked up.

Don't have to go home but you can't stay here,
That's what they said when I got my last beer.
Oh my God, its 2 o'clock, I can't find my keys and my trucks locked
So I grabbed a tire tool and I broke my window, hurt my elbow got me in though
Two foot later backed into the light pole, all the town folk got a good choke

All jacked up, all jacked up
Don't believe I've ever had this much.
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Don't drive you truck when you're all jacked up

Jacked up
(all jacked up, all jacked up)
oooooooooo

One thing I've learned when you get tore up;
Don't start no stuff when you're all jacked up.

One thing I've learned when you get tore up……
Don't drive your car
Don't start no stuff in no bar
Hell I wouldn't tell anybody where you are
When you're all jacked up

All Jacked up
All Jacked up
All Jacked up


. . .


So this ain't the end, I saw you again today
I had to turn my heart away
Smile like the sun, kisses for everyone
And tales it never fails

You lying so low in the weeds
I bet you gonna ambush me
You'd have me down, down, down, down on my knees, now wouldn't you?
Barracuda! Ohh

Back over time we were all trying for free
You met the porpoise and me, aha
No right no wrong selling a song
A name whisper game

And if the real thing don't do the trick
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn to the wick
Ooh, Barracuda! Oh yeah

"Sell me sell you," the porpoise said
Dive down deep down save my head, you
I think that you got the blues too
All that night and all the next
Swam without looking back
Made out for western pools, silly, silly fools

The real thing don't do the trick, no
You better make up something quick
You gonna burn, burn, burn, burn, burn it to the wick
Oh, Barra Barracuda! Yeah

Ooh!

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