As I Lay By Your Side And Hold You Tonight I Want You To Understand, This Love That I Feel Is So Right And So Real, I Realize How Lucky I Am. And Should You Ever Wonder If My Love Is True, There’s Something That I Want To Make Clear To You. There’s No Way…

 

Play Us A Song We Can Slow Dance On We Want To Hold Each Other. Play Us A Groove So We Hardly Move Just Let Our Hearts Be Together. Oh Baby, ’cause It Feels So Good When We’re Close Like This. Whisper In My Ear And Let Me Steal The Tears. Come On And Touch…

 
 

Well, The Magic Attic’s Where The Music Rolls And The Army-navy’s Got Ol’ Jackie Soul Down On Peaches Corner There Are Good Ol’ Boys And Mother Fletcher’s Makin’ Lots Of Noise. They’re Dancin’, Shaggin’ On The Boulevard Dancin’, Shaggin’ On The Boulevard. Well, The Tams Are Playin’ At The Port-o-call And The Drifters Underneath The…

 

It’s The Same Old Tune, Fiddle And Guitar Where Do We Take It From Here Rhinestone Suits And New Shiny Cars We’ve Been The Same Way For Years We Need To Change Somebody Told Me When I Got To Nashville Son You Finally Got It Made Old Hank Made It Here, We’re All Sure That…

 

We Didn’t Know That Times Were Lean Round Our House The Grass Was Green It Didn’t Seem Like Things Were All That Bad I Bet We Walked A Thousand Miles Chopin’ Cotton And Pushin’ Plows And Learnin’ How To Give It All We Had. As Life Went On And Years Went By I Saw The…

 

How Do You Fall In Love When Do You Say “i Do” When Is The Perfect Time To Spend The Rest Of Your Life Now Seasons May Come And Go Sometimes It Rains And Snows And There Will Be Highs And Lows So Only You Will Know. You Never Know Just Where It Will Find…

 

She And I Live In Our Own Little World Don’t Worry About The World Outside She And I Agree She And I Lead A Perfectly Normal Life. Ah, But Just Because We Aren’t Often Seen Socially People Think We’ve Got Something To Hide But All Our Friends Know We’re Just A Little Old Fashioned, She…

 

(Words and Music by Randy Owen) Oh, play me some mountain music,Like grandma and grandpa used to play.Then I’ll float on down the riverTo a Cajun hideaway. Drift away like Tom Sawyer, ride a raft with ol’ Huck Finn.Take a nap like Rip Van Winkle, daze dreamin’ again. Oh, play me some mountain music,Like grandma…

 

Song, Song Of The South Sweet Potato Pie, And I Shut My Mouth Gone, Gone With The Wind There Ain’t No Body Lookin’ Back Again. Cotton On Roadside, Cotton In The Ditch We All Picked The Cotton But We Never Got Rich Daddy Was A Veteren, A Southern Democrat They Oughta Get A Rich Man…