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Tim McGraw
Tim McGraw


Background information
Birth name Samuel Timothy McGraw
Born May 1, 1967
Origin Delhi, Louisiana, U.S.
Genre(s) Country
Years active 1992—present
Label(s) Curb Records
Associated acts Mindy McCready
Taylor Swift
Faith Hill
The Dancehall Doctors
Nelly
Def Leppard
Website Website



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Tim McGraw Album


Southern Voice (10/20/2009)
10/20/2009
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There's a place I like to go
where I can here the cotton grow
when that train whistle blows
a dozen miles down the road
all I really have to do is just be still

there's the place I love to be
momma daddy my sister & me
first time I ever saw the beach back to 1983
all I really have to do is just be still

when this world gets crazy
and tries to break me
and I had all I can stand
I can close my eyes no matter where I am
and just be still

There's a place that I can see
where my babies next to me
close enough to feel the heat
all wound up beneath the sheets
all I have to do is just be still

When this world gets crazy
and tries to break me
and I had all I can stand
I can close my eyes
no matter where I am
and just be still

There's a place I need to go
Where the stain glass windows flow
every part of me is known
thank god I can go there
thank god I can go there still
thank god I can go there still

. . .


If I could I would rewind the times she cried, I just turned around and walked away.
Wish there was a switch I could give then she'd love me like she loved my yesterday.
What I'd give to hold her in my arms feel her heart and wipe her tears right off her face.
That's just plain foolishness truth is life just doesn't ever work that way she's gone.

Oh no, oh no, my baby's gone oh no, oh no.

The morning sun stills the stars, shines her eyes and mine are laughing once again.
Her long hair flowing, I'm there holding her and hoping that this feeling never ends,
but it's just a dream inside my head, gone like the wind just like a child's red balloon.
Floating up into the sky so high and disappearing out into the wild blue,
she's gone, oh no, oh no, my baby's gone, oh no oh no, she's a ghost town train,
a tear drop in the rain, oh no, she's two tail lights disappearing in the night, oh no, oh no she's gone.

She's a ghost town train, a tear drop in the rain,
oh my baby's gone, she's two tail light disappearing in the night,
oh now I'm all alone, she's a ghost town train, a tear drop in the rain,
oh my baby's gone, she's two tail light disappearing in the night oh,
( if my clock could rewind the time,)
she's a ghost town train a tear-drop in the rain,
(I'd turn around and walk away)
she's two tail lights disappearing in the night oh...

. . .


Jesse called her best friend Jenny
Said we're goin' out tonight
Gonna chase the moon
Right out of the sky
We're gonna drink Boone's Farm
Like we were seventeen again
You can't say no
As long as we've been friends

Good girls
Always walk the line
Good Girls
Never let you seem them cry

Took off like a bottle rocket
Through a field of corn
And hell hath no fury
Like a woman scorned
Then Jesse lit a cigarette and said
My man's been sleepin' around
And I know who it is
And Jenny's head fell down

Good girls
Always walk the line
Good girls
Never let you see them cry

Next mornin' the paper read
Two killed in a fatal crash
The train never had time to stop
They were parked right on the tracks
The only witness was
A weeping willow on a faraway hill when
Jesse told Jenny
Hey if I can't have him neither one of us will

Good Girls
Always walk the line
Good Girls
Never let you see them cry

Cry, cry, cry, cry

Jesse called her best friend Jenny
Said we're goin' out tonight
Gonna chase the moon
Right out of the sky

. . .


I thought that my first love would be my wife
But in junior high she moved away from here
I thought Johnny would always be my best friend
I haven't talked to him, in 15 years
Back when I had those fights with my old man
I never thought he'd be....an old man

And I didn't know, all those years ago
How the years would go flying by
Thought I knew it all
But I was wrong
And I didn't know it at the time

I never thought good jobs were hard to find
Til I let my pride cost me one
I never thought my whole life would change
Til I heard the doctor say, I had a son
I never really thought that I was lost
Til I heard my dying mother sing Old Rugged Cross

And I didn't know, all those years ago
How the years would go flying by
Thought I knew it all
But I was wrong
And I didn't know, I didn't know it at the time

Oh, I Thought I knew it all
Oh, But I was wrong
And I didn't know, I didn't know it at the time

I didn't know, didn't know, didn't know

I didn't know

Ohhh, I didn't know

. . .


I spent fifteen hundred dollars on your damn dog's collar
Put new spinners on your Escalade
I swear I almost started cryin' when you brought up buyin' diamonds
Lord, I'm spendin' more than I'm gettin' paid

You got more purses than Versace, got more rings than Liberace
Fill your closet full of fancy shoes
All my credit cards are cookin'
Girl, you don't know what you're puttin' me through

It's a business doin' pleasure
A business doin' pleasure with you

You've got me walkin' past the fellas, holdin' drinks with pink umbrellas
On some island that I can't even spell
Then we slide over to Gucci, right before we go for sushi
That's a version of my personal hell

You just spent all day long tryin' on Louis Vuitton
There's a thousand things that I'd rather do
Lord, my mom would beat me senseless
If she saw what I was spendin' on you

It's a business doin' pleasure
A business doin' pleasure with you

You're gonna break my bank before too long
I'm takin' out a loan
But when you turn your kind of lovin' on
Honey, I just can't say no
No, no, no, no, no, no

You're gonna break my bank before too long
I'm runnin' out of dough
But when you turn you kind of magic on
Honey, I just can't say no, no, no, no

Maybe I'll play the stock market, put some money in my pocket
Ain't no telling, what you're gonna need next
I need to steal a Sherman tank just to break into a bank
I pray to God this song will be a success

All my buddies think it's funny 'cause I'm spendin' all my money
On some honey like there's somethin' to prove
'Cause for a little of your lovin'
There ain't nothin' much that I wouldn't do

It's a business doin' pleasure
A business doin' pleasure with you
No, no, no, no
It's a business doin' pleasure
A business doin' pleasure with you

. . .


If I died today,
Who'd turn off my coffee pot?
Would there be a street parade?
Would I just be an after-thought?

If I died today,
Would I still be a waiter?
Could I fly around like superman?
Would I make the Sunday paper?

Chorus:
I wonder who I'd see,
Cryin' standin' over me.
Who would just send their regards?
Would anybody say that "at least he's in a better place?"
And who would get this old guitar?

If I died today,
Would my mama keep on prayin'?
Would my buddies go out drinkin?
Would my alarm clock keep on blinkin'?

If I died today,
Would I need to be ashamed?
Would I be easy to forget?
Could I live with my regrets?

Chorus:
I wonder who I'd see,
Cryin' standin' over me.
Who would just send their regards?
Would anybody say that "the world will never be the same?"
And who would get this old guitar?

If I died today,
Would I see my room from Heaven?
Would my family talk about me,
At Christmas and Thanksgivin'?

Chorus:
I wonder who I'd see,
Cryin' standin' over me.
Who would just send their regards?
Would anybody say "what a good guy, what a shame?"
And who would get this old guitar?

If I died today,
Who'd turn off my coffee pot?

. . .


There's a girl on the back roads of Tennessee
And she works in the factory
All day on the line then she clocks out at 5:00 - finally
There's a bar - the boys treat her like a queen
She's the ‘belle of the ball' in blue jeans
And they all get a turn just to turn her around the floor
And they always want more

She says, "Take me for one more song,
Mr. Whoever You Are
Spin me around and pull me in close"
Then the band slows down
"Let's get the hell out of this bar
Mr. Whoever You Are
Mr. Whoever You Are"

They danced and melt to the heat of the song
Their bodies feel like they belong
And the boys hold on tight thinking,
"I might get lucky tonight"
And they're probably right
Yea, they're probably right

She says, "Take me for one more song
Mr. Whoever You Are
Spin me around and pull me in close"
The band slows down
"Let's get the hell out of this bar
Mr. Whoever You Are
Mr. Whoever You Are"

They hold on to a ways
She falls into the night
And she throws back her head
She looks up t'ward the sky
And she laughs at all the pretty light

And says, Take me for one more song
Mr. Whoever You Are
Spin me around and pull me in close"
The band slows down
"Let's get the hell out of this bar
Mr. Whoever You Are
Mr. Whoever You Are"

Oh Mr. Whoever You Are
Mr. Whoever You Are

. . .


Hank Williams sang it
Number 3 drove it
Chuck Berry twanged it
Will Farmer wrote it
Aretha Franklin sold it
Dolly Parton graced it
Rosa Parks rode it
Scarlett O chased it

Smooth as the hickory wind
That blows from Memphis
Down to Appalachicola
It's hi ya'll did ya eat well
Come on in I'm
Sure glad to know ya
Don't let this old gold cross
An' this Allman Brothers t-shirt throw ya
It's cicadas making noise
With the southern voice

Hank Aaron smacked it
Michael Jordan dunked it
Pocahantas tracked it
Jack Daniels drunk it
Tom Petty rocked it
Dr. King paved it
Bear Bryant won it
Billy Graham saved it

Smooth as the hickory wind
That blows from Memphis
Down to Appalachicola
It's hi ya'll did ya eat well
Come on in I'm
Sure glad to know ya
Don't let this old gold cross
An' this Crimson Tide t-shirt throw ya
It's cicadas making noise
With the southern voice

Jesus is my friend
America is my home
Sweet iced tea and Jerry Lee
Daytona Beach
That's what gets to me
I can feel it in my bones

Smooth as the hickory wind
That blows from Memphis
Down to Appalachicola
It's hi ya'll did ya eat well
Come on in child
I'm sure glad to know ya
Don't let this old gold cross
An' this Charlie Daniels t-shirt throw ya
We're just boys making noise
With the southern voice

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Southern Voice
I got a southern voice
A southern voice

. . .


He sat down, picked up the phone and said Boy, I'm your old man.
He touched the glass between the two, as if to shake his hand
The boy he didn't budge, not even so much as a blink
The man said oh come on, better late than never, don't ya think.

He said I read it in the paper, can't believe you're 21,
I can't believe some son of mine could do the things I hear you've done.
He went on like some big hero, who flew in to save the day
And the boy said if your here, to steer me right, man, its too late

You had to be there, and I'm talkin from from day one.
Thats the only time a man should talk through glass to his new son
And you'd have to go back, and teach me how when i was nine
Cause my mama couldn't throw a ball even if she had the time.
I should have been learning how to fish, instead of learning how to smoke.
I bet if you'd of whoopped my tail, i'd never thought it was a joke
He said sometimes the will for doing wrong is way too strong for any mama's prayers
You had to be there.

The man said, boy I'm sorry that you hate me like you do
The boy said dry it up man, we ain't making this about you.
Its about a teenage girl against the world who was left there high and dry
About a kid who might have stood a whole lot better shot at life, but
You Had To Be There
And I'm talking from day one,

Thats the only time a man should talk through glass to his new son
You'd have to go back and teach me how when I was nine
Cause my mama couldn't throw a ball even if she had the time.
I should have been learning how to fish, instead of learning how to smoke
I bet if you'd of whooped my tail I'd never thought it was a joke
Sometimes the will for doing wrong is way too strong for any mama's prayer
You had to be there.

Before the boy hung up the phone, he said they say me I'm out of time
And it hit the man, right there and then
My god son, so am I

. . .


Bobby's got a duster '79
bottle of Jack and a 45
points it at his head
and he starts to cry,
to proud to ask me to save his life

Billy's in a limo
on the upper east side
playing Russian Roulette
with the long white line
his wife gets a call at 3 am
saying billy aint never coming home again

She asks me why?

And I said,
I sure wish you'd believe
that everybody's free
and I'll help you if you ask me to,
I gave every star a name
the sunshine and the rain
but i can't decide the road you choose
that's up to you
I'm only Jesus

Johnny had a good job
rackin' it in
cavier parties
with his well to do friends
something was missing
from his perfect little life
he through in the towel
and he called me one night

Betty was an orphan
like so many kids
they taught her in school
that i didn't exist
she had every reason not to talk to me
but every night before bed
she got down on her knees
just to tell me hi

And I said,
I'm sure glad you believe
cause everybody's free
and I'll help you if you ask me to,
I gave every star a name
the sun shine and the rain
but I can't decide the road you choose
that's up to you
I'm only Jesus

Hey your all the same to me
Everybody's free
and I'll help you if you ask me to,
I gave every star a name
the sun shine and the rain
but I can't decide the road you choose
that's up to you
I'm only Jesus

I'm only Jesus
I'm Only Jesus

Gotta have Jesus to see the light
Gotta have Jesus to hold you tight
Gotta have Jesus to talk to me
I gotta have Jesus to set me free

. . .


Let's be honest, you're not flawless
But you're as close as anything I've seen
You're not the woman you envisioned
But your life is not a broken time machine
No, it's not that bad
No, it's really not that bad

A little midnight chardonnay
Smooth the edges off the day
A little taste of maryjane
Makes you feel young again
All those years around your eyes
Always take you by surprise
You've been living in a dream
Forever 17

A reckless lover, a father figure
You search for both in every man you meet
You're not a mother and sometimes you wonder
If a son or daughter just might make you feel complete
But no, you don't need someone else
No, it's hard enough to learn to love yourself

Chorus

. . .


He was thinking back when he was a kid
His folks were divorced
His old man high on something
Came knocking at the door
His mama wouldn't talk to him
She said boy dontcha let him in

She was cussing and pacing and wasting her life
On that linoleum floor
He took him back to his old apartment
Turned off the TV
His beautiful broken hero on the couch
Passed out asleep
And he put 'em to bed
With tears in his eyes
He said dad I love you, Goodbye

He headed out into the night
Seventeen years old
Fired up that rusty old pickup
Turned his collar to the cold
And he headed back to mama's place
Ready for his big escape
And he tiptoed up the stairs and left a note
In the cover's fold

It said mom I wish I could wave a wand
And make you smile again
Bring back the man who stole your heart
'fore the demons got to him
If I stay here any longer
Something sacreds gonna die
He said mom I love you, Goodbye

Took a lot of wrong turns on the road
Finding his life
By the grace of God he ended up
With a little boy and a wife
And the phone call came from his sister
It was that old familiar pain
His mother was at the doorstep
Of heaven's pure white light

At the end of the service
His father came up to him
Clear eyed and sober now he said
Boy Jesus took my sins
And I pray someday maybe you'll forgive me too
With tears in his eyes
He said son I love you, Goodbye

His plane touched down in Texas
He pulled out his phone
Dialed in the number, got the machine
Of his old man's home
He said dad we got an extra room
And your grandson has your eyes
Couldn't say anything else
Cause he started to cry
And he choked out dad I love you, Goodbye

Dad I love you, Goodbye

. . .


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