I’ve never ask you where you’re goin’ I’ve never ask you where you’ve been I’ve never called and checked your story You stayed out with all your freinds I’ve never tried to catch you lyin’ I didn’t want to know the truth I’d rather go on lovin’ blind girl Than go on lovin’ without you…

 
 

Well The Weatherman Said It Might Storm Today I Gotta Hit The Field Gotta Bale Some Hay And I Can’t Let It Rain On My Daddy’s Farm Till I Get It All Stacked High In The Barn And I’m Gonna Call My Baby She’s Been Waiting On Me She Lives Down Town On Sycamore Street…

 

Yeah, Yeah That’s Right We Talk About Your Work How Your Boss Is A Jerk We Talk About Your Church And Your Head When It Hurts We Talk About The Troubles You Been Having With Your Brother About Your Daddy And Your Mother And Your Crazy Ex-lover We Talk About Your Friends And The Places…

 

She Left A Yellow Rose And A Long Neck Bottle On A Table Beside My Bed With A Short Little Note That Said I Had A Good Time It Was Written In Lipstick Red She Didn’t Sign Her Name I Wonder If That A Little Secret That She Keeps Ohh… She’s Walkin’ Around In My…

 

Yeah You Can See The Girl Comin’ From A Mile Away She Got Her Big Wheels Turnin’ She’s Got Oklahoma Plates She’s Got Her Sun Roof Up She’s Got Her Window Rolled Down And You Oughta Feel The Ground Shakin’ When She Comes To Town Yeah I’m In Love With The Girl And Her Four-wheel…

 

Don’t My Baby Look Good In Them Blue Jeans Tight On The Top With A Belly Button Ring A Little Tattoo Somewhere In Between She Only Shows To Me Hey, We’re Going Out Dancin’, She’s Ready Tonight So Damn Good-lookin’ Boys, It Ain’t Even Right And When Bartender Says, “for The Lady, What’s It Gonna…