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Coming Home (09/13/2005)
09/13/2005
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(Jeremy Stover / Brian Dean Maher / Brandon Kinney)

Riding restless under a broken sky
A weary traveler something missing inside
Always looking, for a reason to turn around
Desperate for a little peace of mind
Just a little piece of what I left behind
Well I've found it now
You're like comin' home

You're like a Sunday morning
Pleasing my eyes
You're a midsummer's dream
Under a star soaked sky
That peaceful easy feelin'
At the end of a long long road
You're like comin' home
You're like comin' home

Go ahead and let your hair fall down
This wanderlust, it's gone now
Here in your arms I'm safe from the world again
These are the days they can't be erased
Baby there isn't a better place
You're like heaven
You're like comin' home

You're like a Sunday morning
Pleasing my eyes
You're a midsummer's dream
Under a star soaked sky
That peaceful easy feelin'
At the end of a long long road
You're like comin' home
You're like comin' home

You're that innocence
That serenity
That long lost part of me


. . .


(Britton Cameron, Jack Sizemore)

Well I never should have turned my head
To see some other lovely thing
Walking pretty down the street
'Cause just about that time my girl she realized
Caught my eyes and busted me
Now I'm back out in this bed I made face down in the dirt
Beggin' to get my baby back, you think I would have learned

(Chorus)
It's just another day in the dog house
I better change my ways and my wandering eyes
It's just another day in the doghouse
Thinking this is probably where this dog is gonna die

I stumbled in at 3am
After poker night with my friends
She was waiting up and angry
I said honey I lost track of time, not to mention every dime
That I had on me
Now I'm back out in the yard and sad and all alone
If you find forgiveness in your heart just throw this boy a bone

(Repeat Chorus)

Now I'm back out in this bed I made face down in the dirt

. . .


(Tom Douglas, Rivers Rutherford, Aimee Mayo)

I am a man on a mission
I have tunnel vision
Just 'cause I'm not talking
Don't mean that I'm not listening
You can say I suffer from a lifelong condition
You know I love you baby
But try to understand I am a man

(Chorus)
I am a man of passion
Maybe it's magic, maybe it's a chemical reaction
All I know is you walk in the room
There's a fire deep inside me
And it's burning just for you
You know I want you baby
Try to understand
I am a man

I'm right, I'm wrong
I'm weak, I'm strong
And I'm all points in between
I don't say much
But when we touch
You know just what I mean

I'm a man of conviction
I do believe in God
But I wrestle with the devils of addiction
Sometimes I lie awake at night
Pray that you'll turn over
Wrap your arms around me tight
Put my head on your shoulder
You know I need you baby
Try to understand
I am a man


. . .


(Jeremy Stover, Steve Bogard)

You've been livin' way to long in broken promiseland
Your dreams crushed and scattered like a million grains of sand
I'd love to be your redemption but I am just a man
And I may never be a hero
But I'm a rock you can lean on

If I don't love you like you deserve
If I don't stop every tear you're cryin'
If I don't make your life a heaven on this earth
I'll die tryin' I'll die tryin'

I'll listen to your secret prayer and share your deepest wish
Search for a hundred years just to find the perfect kiss
Of everything within' my power there's nothin' I won't give
To be that part of you and your life
That takes what's wrong and makes it right

(Repeat Chorus)

I may never be a hero
But I'm a rock you can lean on
I wanna be that part of you and your life
That takes what's wrong and makes it right

(Repeat Chorus)

I'll die tryin'
I'll die tryin'
I'll die tryin'

Don't just call it quits say there's no chance for you out there
I know you're at a crossroads where love doesn't seem to be fair
He made no effort to satisfy all your hopes and dreams
But if you'll give love another shot and look to me


I'll die trying
Hold on to me show me your needs
I'll fly higher
Give what I can give as sure as I live

. . .


(Richie McDonald, Bob Dipiero, Tom Shapiro)

She got a pair of pink and purple high-heel shoes
And a baby doll t-shirt that says “I got issues”
She got holes in her jeans in all the right places
Let's just say she's downright curvaceous

(Chorus)
She's wild…wild…wild as my wildest dreams
Yeah she's wild…if you know what I mean
She's wild as the wild wild west
But here's the part I love the best
That girl only gets wild with me

She loves to drop the top on her red VW
And the truckers looking down they love it too
She blows 'em a kiss just to get their air horns blowin'
Any more than that they'd never get to where they're going

(Repeat Chorus)

Sunday picnic, summer afternoon
Red hot sun, spicy barbeque
Working up a sweat by the riverside
She says let's get wet, it's skinny-dipping time

(Repeat Chorus)


. . .


(Michael Britt, Brett James)

Everywhere I look lately the only the thing I see
Is some advertisers telling me what I'm supposed to be
At the movies on my radio, on my TV screen
Someone's selling someone's yelling it makes me want to scream

My brain is ringin'
It's getting harder and harder to think through all this . . .

Noise
I've gotta get out of this noise
I can't even hear my own voice
It's drivin' me crazy, somebody save me
I've gotta turn down this noise

I need some peace and quiet just one minute to relax
All the information junkies keep distorting all the facts
If you dial this toll free number it's all within your reach
We'll all be rich and skinny while we're dancin' on the beach

The truth is still out there
But it's getting harder and harder to hear through all this . . .

(Bridge)
Something keeps telling me
This ain't how it's meant to be

Why can't we stop this noise
We've gotta stop this noise
Somebody save me

. . .


(Jennifer Schott, Danny Orton)

If you blink you might miss it
Population 803
Five miles long, four miles wide
Feels just right to me
Where a handshake still means something
And the little man still counts
Where the water tastes like it's supposed to
Yeah, folks around here are proud
To be from Little Town

(Chorus)
Well the stars they just seem brighter
And the pace is nice and slow
And families stay together
God must be smiling down here on Little Town

There's a cardboard lemonade stand
At the end of our drive
For 50-cents they'll fill you up
He's seven and she's five
And in the fall there's football Fridays
We pack the kids and we head out
Climb the stands pass the band
And join the hometown crowd
And scream “Go Little Town”

(Repeat Chorus)


. . .


(Tommie Lee James, Richie McDonald)

Here I am again staring at these unfamiliar walls
Of some hotel so far from home
I try my best to sleep, I close my eyes
But all this peace and quiet just reminds me I'm alone
Let me hear your voice on the wind
Let me feel your touch on my skin

(Chorus)
I never wanted you the way I want you now
I would give anything to see your arms reach out
I never hurt like this or felt the emptiness I feel inside
I never needed you like I need you tonight

All I think about is how sweet you look standing in the doorway
Smiling while I brushed away your tears
All I dream about is the next time I can hold you
And I can show you all the love I'm feeling here
All I know is I can't wait, my body trembles, my heart aches


. . .


(Richie McDonald, Frank Myers, Don Pfrimmer)

When we punch out at four o'clock
Some of the boys down at the shop
Like to stop at Mojo's and have a beer or two
They laugh and make jokes at my expense
'Cause I go home instead of joinin' in
But I got other things I like to do
I'm not saying I'm better than them
But where they're going I've already been

(Chorus)
I got a good woman at home waitin' for me
Three little angels cute as can be
Couple of dogs and one little calico cat
When the thunder rolls like thunder can
Got a king-size bed we can all fit in
And a key to happiness is under my doormat
What's wrong with that

I used to dream of being rich
While shoveling mud in a rain-soaked ditch
My boots had busted laces and worn out soles
I used to hang out with the party crowd
I drank more beer than the law allowed
But that feels like a whole other life ago
Sometimes we still live hand to mouth
But I got more blessings than I can count

(Repeat Chorus)

It took some time and a lot of pain
To finally figure out
I can live without anything

. . .


(Richie McDonald, Ron Harbin)

Spring break, Bamboo Bill's, the sun was smolderin' hot
We looked like two lobsters that washed up
Huntin' a place to cool off
I slid my Red Stripe over, next to her Corona and lime
Buffet in the background, laughed until sundown
Danced until' closin' time

(Chorus)
Over two bottles of beer we watched the sun disappear
I knew I thought she was cool and could tell she dug me
I could go on 'bout that first kiss
But it really all started with
Two bottles of beer

Gulf breeze, Mississippi moon, a billion stars above
Half a mile down the beach, from that little tiki hut
Stopped in our tracks when we found out that
We both went to school at UT
Only catch was, she was from Texas, I was from Tennessee

(Repeat Chorus)

By the time the tide had rolled in and rolled out
We were bridgin' the gaps between two college towns


. . .


(Brett James, Dean Sams)

Baby come sit down beside me
I wanna hear all about your day
There was a pile up on the interstate
I'm sorry that I got home so late
I thought about you all the way home
Can we leave the TV off tonight
Unplug the phone

I just want to love you
More than anything else
More than life itself
More than ever baby
I just want to hold you
Touch the heat on your skin
Again and again and again
Let's shut out the world, dim all the lights
Baby tonight
I just want to love you

We can a couple candles
And watch the shadows dance on the wall
While we're moving through the silence
To the rhythm of our own song
I don't wanna fall asleep tonight
Don't wanna think about tomorrow
Baby I . . .

. . .


(Richie McDonald, Walt Aldridge, Gary Baker)

When I go home for Christmas I've done made up my mind
Gonna do some things I wish I'd done back once upon a time
Everybody in the whole place is gonna know my name
I'll blow in like a hurricane and then blow out just the same

(Chorus)
Paint “Seniors” on the water tower
I got the paint, I got the power
Do everything that I wish I'd done back then
Better late than never they say
Can't let the moment slip away
I'm gonna finally take my chances when I go home again

Gonna call old Frankie Walker and ask him if he might
Meet me at the dragstrip and he can eat my dust tonight
I'm gonna look up Laura what's her name and finally make it clear
I studied every square inch of her legs our junior year

(Repeat Chorus)

Everybody's got some things they wish they'd said or done
I'm gonna do my best to do 'em everyone

Gonna finall tell my mama about that Friday night
I didn't trip and fall, I got that shiner in a fight
And if I get my courage up I might just spill the beans

. . .


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