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Ireland It's Midnight Cinderella Rollin'
Friends In Low Places The Dance Ain't Going Down ('Til The Sun Comes Up)
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Ireland

They say mother earth is breathing With each wave that finds the shore Her soul rises in the evening For to open twilight's door Her eyes are the stars in heaven Watching o'er us all the while And her heart it is in Ireland Deep within the Emerald Isle We are forty against hundreds In someone elses bloody war We know not why were fighting Or what we're dying for They will storm us in the morning When the sunlight turns to sky Death is waiting for its dance now Fate has sentenced us to die Chorus: Ireland I am coming home I can see your rolling fields of green And fences made of stone I am reaching out won't you take my hand I'm coming home Ireland Oh the captian he lay bleeding I can hear him calling me These men are yours now for the leading Show them to their destiny And as I look up all around me I see the ragged tired and torn I tell them to make ready 'Cause we're not waiting for the morn Chorus Now the fog is deep and heavy As we forge the dark and fear We can hear their horses breathing As in silence we draw near There are no words to be spoken Just a look to say good-bye I draw a breath and night is broken As I scream our battle cry Chorus I am home Ireland Back to the top.

It's Midnight Cinderella

It's midnight Cinderella But don't you worry none 'Cause I'm Peter Peter the Pumpkin Eater And the party's just begun I guess your prince charming Wasn't after all 'Cause he sure seemed different right after the ball I guess more than horses are turnin' into rats And by the way he's walkin' I can guess where your slipper's at Chorus: It's midnight Cinderella Time that you should know There's gonna be some changes in the way this story goes It's midnight Cinderella But don't you worry none 'Cause I'm Peter Peter the Pumkin Eater And the party's just begun I'm gonna help you get over Bein' under that spell You're gonna learn to love midnight Inside this pumpkin shell I gotta few new magic tricks Your godmother can't do I'll show you what it means to Bip, bip, bip, bip, boppity boo Chorus I'm Peter Peter the Pumpkin Eater And the party has now begun Back to the top.

Rollin'

She was born to a mother trucker Raised behind the wheel So you can blame it on the highway For the way she can't sit still She says life is like a windshield It ain't no rear view mirror The only way to get where you're goin' Is find that higher gear And keep it..... Chorus: Rollin' Life's gonna run you over if you don't get goin' She said I wanna fell the earth move under me Movin' with the motion of a melody Oh I get the blues if the rhythm ain't got no soul You got to keep it Rollin' Well I knew that I was in trouble When she told me that talk was cheap Said if you're tired get on the sofa 'Cause the bed's no place to sleep Then she reached down and she kissed Lord it knocked me on my knees And I knew if I was gonna get naked I was gonna have to roll up my sleeves And keep it Chorus So I talked her into gettin' married But she wouldn't hang up her wheels I was afraid I'd take a back seat To the way the highway feels But each day she's pullin' over More than she used to She knows love is like the highway The main thing you gotta do Is keep it rollin' Back to the top.

Friends In Low Places

Blame it all on my roots I showed up in boots And ruined your black tie affair The last one to know The last one to show I was the last one You thought you'd see there And I saw the surprise And the fear in his eyes When I took his glass of champagne And I toasted you said, "Honey, we may be through But you'll never hear me complain" Chorus: 'Cause I've got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away And I'll be okay I'm not big on social graces think I'll slip on down to the oasis Oh, I've got friends in low places Well, I guess I was wrong I just don't belong But then, I've been there before Everything's all right I'll just say goodnight and I'll show myself to the door Hey, I didn't mean To cause a big scene Just give me an hour and then Well, I'll be as high as that ivory tower That you're livin' in Repeat Chorus (The following is the third verse from the live version only) Well, I guess I was wrong I just don't belong But then, I've been there before Everything's all right I'll just say goodnight and I'll show myself to the door Hey, I didn't mean To cause a big scene Just let me finish this glass And sweet little lady I'll head back to the bar And you can kiss my ass Repeat Chorus Back to the top.

The Dance

Looking back on the memory of The dance we shared 'neath the stars above For a moment all the world was right How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye Chorus: And now I'm glad I didn't know The way it all would end the way it all would go Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain But I'd of had to miss the dance Holding you I held everything For a moment wasn't I a king But if I'd only known how the king would fall Hey who's to say you know I might have changed it all Chorus My life is better left to chance I could have missed the pain But I'd of had to miss the dance Back to the top.

Ain't Going Down ('Til The Sun Comes Up)

Six o'clock on Friday evening Momma doesn't know she's leaving 'Til she hears the screen door slamming Rubber squealin', gears a-jamming Local country station just a blaring on the radio Pick him up at seven and they're headin' to the rodeo Momma's on the front porch screamin' out her warning Girl you better get your red head Back in bed before the morning Nine o'clock the show is ending But the fun is just beginning She knows he's anticipating But she's gonna keep him waiting Grab a bite to eat And then they're heading to the honkey tonk But loud crowds and line dancing Just ain't what they really want Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek And where it's George Strait 'til real late And dancing cheek to cheek Chorus: Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough Going 'round the world in a pickup truck Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up Ten 'til twelve is wine and dancing Midnight starts the hard romancing One o'clock that truck is rocking Two is coming, still no stopping Break to check the clock at three They're right on where they want to be Four o'clock get up and going Five o'clock that rooster's crowing Chorus Six o'clock on Saturday Her folks don't know he's on his way The stalls are clean, the horses fed They say she's grounded 'til she's dead Well here he comes around the bend Slowing down, she's jumping in Hey mom, you're daughter's gone And there they go again Chorus Back to the top.
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