I just want to get
A little more out of my payday.
Finally own a care
That doesn't break down on the freeway.
A little vacation...
Ain't asking very much.
I hate comin' home
To this old broken down apartment,
Wish I had a dime
For every hole that's in the carpet.
No, I don't want it all...
But I ain't got enough.
All I want is a life.
To drink from a glass
From a well that ain't dry.
I'm sick of the crumbs...
I want a piece of that pie...
All I want is a life.
I don't mind the hours
And the pain that comes from workin',
But it's enough to kill me
When I see my baby hurtin'...
Wanna give her that diamond...
I never got to buy.
She keeps tellin' me
That everything is gettin' better,
But one stop up the rung
And someone knocks me off the ladder,
Just wanna break even
Someday before I die.
All I want is a life.
To drink from a glass
From a well that ain't dry.
I'm sick of the crumbs...
I want a piece of that pie...
All I want is a life.
Yeah..
Yeah... Oh oh oh.
Yeah... all I want is a life.
To drink from a glass
From a well that ain't dry.
I'm sick of the crumbs...
I want a piece of that pie...
All I want is a life.
Tim McGraw - All I Want Album Lyrics
Tim McGraw - All I Want Lyrics
Writer: DONALD R. PFRIMMER, STAN MUNSEY, TONY CARL MULLINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Cant Be Really Gone
Her hat is hanging by the door
The one she bought in Mexico
It blocked the wind,
It stopped the rain
She'd never leave that one
So, she can't be really gone
The shoes she bought on christmas eve
She laughed and said they called her name
It's like they're waiting in the hall
For her slip them on
So, she can't be really gone
I don't when she'll come back
She must intend to come back
And I've seen the error of my ways
Don't waste the tears on me
What more proof to you need
Just look around the room
So much of her remains
Her book is lying on the bed
The two of hearts to mark her page
Now, who could ever walk away
At chapter twenty-one
So, she can't be really gone
Just look around this room
So much of her remains
Her book is lying on the bed
The two of hearts to mark her page
Now, who could ever walk away
With so much left undone
So, she can't be really gone
No, she can't be really gone
The one she bought in Mexico
It blocked the wind,
It stopped the rain
She'd never leave that one
So, she can't be really gone
The shoes she bought on christmas eve
She laughed and said they called her name
It's like they're waiting in the hall
For her slip them on
So, she can't be really gone
I don't when she'll come back
She must intend to come back
And I've seen the error of my ways
Don't waste the tears on me
What more proof to you need
Just look around the room
So much of her remains
Her book is lying on the bed
The two of hearts to mark her page
Now, who could ever walk away
At chapter twenty-one
So, she can't be really gone
Just look around this room
So much of her remains
Her book is lying on the bed
The two of hearts to mark her page
Now, who could ever walk away
With so much left undone
So, she can't be really gone
No, she can't be really gone
Writer: GARY SCOTT BURR
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Dont Mention Memphis
Mister, can you take me into Little Rock
I'll buy the coffee
And I'll fill your truck
I'll listen all night if you wanna talk
Just don't mention Memphis
We can talk about your family
Politics and music and philosophy
Any ol' subject's all right with me
Just don't mention Memphis
Or blue eyes
And light brown hair
An angel wavin' to me
From the top of the stairs
The hardest thing I did
Was leave her standing there
So don't mention Memphis
Pass me the thermos and I'll fill your cup
We'll make texas with a little luck
And I'm hanging with you 'til the sun comes up
So don't mention Memphis
Or blue eyes
And light brown hair
An angel wavin' to me
From the top of the stairs
The hardest thing I did
Was leave her standing there
So don't mention Memphis
I don't want to talk about Memphis
And the hardest thing I did was
Leave my baby there
So don't mention Memphis
I don't want to talk about Memphis
I'll buy the coffee
And I'll fill your truck
I'll listen all night if you wanna talk
Just don't mention Memphis
We can talk about your family
Politics and music and philosophy
Any ol' subject's all right with me
Just don't mention Memphis
Or blue eyes
And light brown hair
An angel wavin' to me
From the top of the stairs
The hardest thing I did
Was leave her standing there
So don't mention Memphis
Pass me the thermos and I'll fill your cup
We'll make texas with a little luck
And I'm hanging with you 'til the sun comes up
So don't mention Memphis
Or blue eyes
And light brown hair
An angel wavin' to me
From the top of the stairs
The hardest thing I did
Was leave her standing there
So don't mention Memphis
I don't want to talk about Memphis
And the hardest thing I did was
Leave my baby there
So don't mention Memphis
I don't want to talk about Memphis
Writer: NORMAN BISHOP, BILL LABOUNTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
I Didnt Ask And She Didnt Say
Fogged in in Dallas
On my way to L.A.
Staring up at the screen,
All flights were delayed
When a voice from behind me asked
"Stranger, how have you been?"
Well I was caught off guard
When I saw her face
Stumbled my way
Through an awkward embrace
Yet somehow I managed to say,
"Good to see you again"
We caught up on old friends
Caught up on old times
But all through the small talk,
It kept burning through my mind
Does she think about
The nights we spent on crystal lake
Wrapped up in a blanket
'Til the break of day
So many times I've wondered
Does she think of me that way
I didn't ask
And she didn't say
Trading stories
And pictures of kids
Things we're gonna do
And things we never did
'Til stranded in that moment,
Not sure what to say
Then she broke the silence
With her little shy smile
And she brought up the weather
But all the while
I wondered if she thinks
About jackson hole
Nights beside the fire
And angels in the snow
So many times I've wondered
Does she think of me that way
I didn't ask
And she didn't say
We said our goodbyes,
Swore we'd stay in touch
Then we went our separate ways,
Knowing no one ever does
But I couldn't help but wonder
As I walked away
If things had turned out different
Where would we be today
So many times I've wondered
Does she think of me that way
I didn't ask
And she didn't say
No, I didn't ask
And she didn't say
On my way to L.A.
Staring up at the screen,
All flights were delayed
When a voice from behind me asked
"Stranger, how have you been?"
Well I was caught off guard
When I saw her face
Stumbled my way
Through an awkward embrace
Yet somehow I managed to say,
"Good to see you again"
We caught up on old friends
Caught up on old times
But all through the small talk,
It kept burning through my mind
Does she think about
The nights we spent on crystal lake
Wrapped up in a blanket
'Til the break of day
So many times I've wondered
Does she think of me that way
I didn't ask
And she didn't say
Trading stories
And pictures of kids
Things we're gonna do
And things we never did
'Til stranded in that moment,
Not sure what to say
Then she broke the silence
With her little shy smile
And she brought up the weather
But all the while
I wondered if she thinks
About jackson hole
Nights beside the fire
And angels in the snow
So many times I've wondered
Does she think of me that way
I didn't ask
And she didn't say
We said our goodbyes,
Swore we'd stay in touch
Then we went our separate ways,
Knowing no one ever does
But I couldn't help but wonder
As I walked away
If things had turned out different
Where would we be today
So many times I've wondered
Does she think of me that way
I didn't ask
And she didn't say
No, I didn't ask
And she didn't say
Writer: Anthony Martin, REESE WILSON, VAN STEPHENSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
I Like It I Love It
Spent forty-eight dollars
Last night at the county fair,
I throwed out my shoulder
But I won her that teddy bear.
She's got me saying
Sugar-pie, honey, darlin', and dear,
I ain't seen the braves
Play a game all year.
I'm gonna get fired,
If I don't get some sleep,
My long lost buddies
Say I'm gettin' in to deep.
But I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it,
I try so hard,
I can't rise about it.
Don't know what it is
'Bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it.
My Mama and Daddy
Tried to teach me courtesy,
But it never sank in
'Til that girl got a hold of me.
Now I'm holding unbrellas
And openin' up doors,
I'm taking out the trash
And I'm sweepin' my floors.
Crossin' my fingers,
And countin' every kiss,
Prayin' that it keeps
Goin' on like this.
But I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it,
I try so hard,
I can't rise about it.
Don't know what it is
'Bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it.
Got to wash my truck and dress up
To pick her up to watch tv.
And she sits down on the sofa,
She'll move a little closer...
She can't get enough of me.
And I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it,
I try so hard,
I can't rise about it.
Don't know what it is
'Bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it.
Come on baby..
You knoooow what I like...
Yeah.. I like that...
MMmmmmm... MMmmmm... MMmmm
Hey... Don't forget to turn out the lights...
Last night at the county fair,
I throwed out my shoulder
But I won her that teddy bear.
She's got me saying
Sugar-pie, honey, darlin', and dear,
I ain't seen the braves
Play a game all year.
I'm gonna get fired,
If I don't get some sleep,
My long lost buddies
Say I'm gettin' in to deep.
But I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it,
I try so hard,
I can't rise about it.
Don't know what it is
'Bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it.
My Mama and Daddy
Tried to teach me courtesy,
But it never sank in
'Til that girl got a hold of me.
Now I'm holding unbrellas
And openin' up doors,
I'm taking out the trash
And I'm sweepin' my floors.
Crossin' my fingers,
And countin' every kiss,
Prayin' that it keeps
Goin' on like this.
But I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it,
I try so hard,
I can't rise about it.
Don't know what it is
'Bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it.
Got to wash my truck and dress up
To pick her up to watch tv.
And she sits down on the sofa,
She'll move a little closer...
She can't get enough of me.
And I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it,
I try so hard,
I can't rise about it.
Don't know what it is
'Bout that little gal's lovin',
But I like it, I love it,
I want some more of it.
Come on baby..
You knoooow what I like...
Yeah.. I like that...
MMmmmmm... MMmmmm... MMmmm
Hey... Don't forget to turn out the lights...
Writer: JEB ANDERSON, JEB STUART ANDERSON, STEVE DUKES, MARKUS HALL
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Maybe We Should Just Sleep On It
I got an empty feelin'
When that moving van pulled up
It got a whole lot emptier
As I watched them fill that truck
And when they carried out your clothes
It took my breath away
Now they're headed for that bed
The thought keeps runnin' through my head
Baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it tonight
And give our hearts just one more chance
To change our minds
I could be wrong but
Goodbye just don't feel right
So baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it tonight
I'll pay them boys to stop right now
And leave that truck out on the curb
The tv and the phone's packed up
So we won't be disturbed
There's not a light left in this room
Just a shadow of a doubt
So let's make sure we don't give up
Before we've thought this through enough
Baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it tonight
And give our hearts just one more chance
To change our minds
I could be wrong but
Goodbye just don't feel right
So baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it tonight
Baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it tonight
And give our hearts just one more chance
To change our minds
I could be wrong but
Goodbye just don't feel right
So baby, maybe
Baby, maybe
Baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it...
Tonight
When that moving van pulled up
It got a whole lot emptier
As I watched them fill that truck
And when they carried out your clothes
It took my breath away
Now they're headed for that bed
The thought keeps runnin' through my head
Baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it tonight
And give our hearts just one more chance
To change our minds
I could be wrong but
Goodbye just don't feel right
So baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it tonight
I'll pay them boys to stop right now
And leave that truck out on the curb
The tv and the phone's packed up
So we won't be disturbed
There's not a light left in this room
Just a shadow of a doubt
So let's make sure we don't give up
Before we've thought this through enough
Baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it tonight
And give our hearts just one more chance
To change our minds
I could be wrong but
Goodbye just don't feel right
So baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it tonight
Baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it tonight
And give our hearts just one more chance
To change our minds
I could be wrong but
Goodbye just don't feel right
So baby, maybe
Baby, maybe
Baby, maybe
We should just sleep on it...
Tonight
Writer: KERRY KURT PHILLIPS, JERRY LASETER
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Renegade
Baby, I go too fast, too far
Let's get it straight now,
The way things are
I'm not the white knight
In your fantasy
But I could be your wildest dream
I might ride with the wind
I might follow the sun
I gotta go where I've never been
'Cause my heart beats to a different drum
It's just the way I was made
I'm a renegade
I'm a renegade
I get this feelin'
That I should be gone
Somethin' keeps tellin' me
To take you along
I got a chevy
With a big back seat
Climb on in and take a chance on me
I might ride with the wind
I might follow the sun
I gotta go where I've never been
My heart beats to a different drum
It's just the way I was made
I'm a renegade
I'm a renegade
Don't even think about settlin' down
Ain't gonna hang my hat in no hometown
I might ride with the wind
I might follow the sun
I gotta go where I've never been
My heart beats to a different drum
It's just the way I was made
I'm a renegade
I'm a renegade
I'm a renegade
I'm a renegade
Let's get it straight now,
The way things are
I'm not the white knight
In your fantasy
But I could be your wildest dream
I might ride with the wind
I might follow the sun
I gotta go where I've never been
'Cause my heart beats to a different drum
It's just the way I was made
I'm a renegade
I'm a renegade
I get this feelin'
That I should be gone
Somethin' keeps tellin' me
To take you along
I got a chevy
With a big back seat
Climb on in and take a chance on me
I might ride with the wind
I might follow the sun
I gotta go where I've never been
My heart beats to a different drum
It's just the way I was made
I'm a renegade
I'm a renegade
Don't even think about settlin' down
Ain't gonna hang my hat in no hometown
I might ride with the wind
I might follow the sun
I gotta go where I've never been
My heart beats to a different drum
It's just the way I was made
I'm a renegade
I'm a renegade
I'm a renegade
I'm a renegade
Writer: JEFFREY DAVID STEVENS, STEVE BOGARD
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
She Never Lets It Go To Her Heart
Everywhere I go,
They're starin' at her
Every man I know,
He wants to have her.
I guess I oughta be
A jealous man.
I look the other way
They're hittin' on her
Every night and day.
They telephone her,
They try and get to her,
But I know they can't.
'Cause she never lets it go to her heart.
She never lets it go that far.
When they start talkin'
She starts walkin'
Right back to my arms.
She can turn every head,
But she never lets it go to her heart.
She walks into the room,
And everybody watches every move,
Hopin' she don't love me.
I know it by the way
They hang around.
But they don't realize,
There's more to her
Than what meets the eye.
That's why I'm certain
No matter what they do
To reach her now.
She never lets it go to her heart.
She never lets it go that far.
When they start talkin'
She starts walkin'
Right back to my arms.
She can turn every head,
But she never lets it go to her heart.
When they start talkin'
She starts walkin'
Right back to my arms.
She can turn every head,
But she never lets it go to her heart.
( never lets it go to her heart )
They're starin' at her
Every man I know,
He wants to have her.
I guess I oughta be
A jealous man.
I look the other way
They're hittin' on her
Every night and day.
They telephone her,
They try and get to her,
But I know they can't.
'Cause she never lets it go to her heart.
She never lets it go that far.
When they start talkin'
She starts walkin'
Right back to my arms.
She can turn every head,
But she never lets it go to her heart.
She walks into the room,
And everybody watches every move,
Hopin' she don't love me.
I know it by the way
They hang around.
But they don't realize,
There's more to her
Than what meets the eye.
That's why I'm certain
No matter what they do
To reach her now.
She never lets it go to her heart.
She never lets it go that far.
When they start talkin'
She starts walkin'
Right back to my arms.
She can turn every head,
But she never lets it go to her heart.
When they start talkin'
She starts walkin'
Right back to my arms.
She can turn every head,
But she never lets it go to her heart.
( never lets it go to her heart )
Writer: Tom Shapiro, Chris Waters
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., MIKE CURB MUSIC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., MIKE CURB MUSIC, BMG Rights Management
Thats Just Me
Well I was southern born and raised on the Good Book
My old boots are worn from the hard roads I took
And I'm proud to be my daddy's son
And momma taught me how to work and not to quit
Until the job's done
Well I may not be high society but I got all I need
And that's just me
The only way I know to be
That's just me
What you get is what you see
Well they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
Well I got me a wife and we're bringing up a young one
Well she's a backwoods woman and my boy he's a top gun
We live out in the country where we're free to roam
And when a hard day is over how I love just going home
Well it's the life I live and the air I breathe
The way I believe
And that's just me
The only way I know to be
That's just me
What you get is what you see
Well they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
Yeah they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
My old boots are worn from the hard roads I took
And I'm proud to be my daddy's son
And momma taught me how to work and not to quit
Until the job's done
Well I may not be high society but I got all I need
And that's just me
The only way I know to be
That's just me
What you get is what you see
Well they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
Well I got me a wife and we're bringing up a young one
Well she's a backwoods woman and my boy he's a top gun
We live out in the country where we're free to roam
And when a hard day is over how I love just going home
Well it's the life I live and the air I breathe
The way I believe
And that's just me
The only way I know to be
That's just me
What you get is what you see
Well they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
Yeah they tell me I'm old fashioned
And that I'm part of a dying breed
I'd say I'm living in real good company
But that's just me
Writer: DERYL DWAINE DODD
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Walt Disney Music Company
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Walt Disney Music Company
The Great Divide
She was reading a book that she'd already read
Just to pass the time
He just sat there and stared at the tv set
Like he was barely alive
And when the local news was over
They would climb the stairs
And crawl in bed underneath the covers
Like neither one was there
It's a long, long way
Across the Great Divide
The songs that they once sang
Now echo far and wide
They could still get back
All the love that they have lost
But only if they both will reach across
'Cause it's a long, long way
To the other side
Of the Great Divide
He was up in the attic on the fourth of july
They flew a flag in the yard
When he found some old roses she had long ago dried
Before they drifted apart
And how the years had slipped right by them
He didn't understand
He carried a petal into the kitchen
And he placed it in her hand
And it's a long, long way
Across the Great Divide
The songs that they once sang
Now echo far and wide
They could still get back
All the love that they have lost
But only if they both will reach across
'Cause it's a long, long way
To the other side
Of the Great Divide
Just to pass the time
He just sat there and stared at the tv set
Like he was barely alive
And when the local news was over
They would climb the stairs
And crawl in bed underneath the covers
Like neither one was there
It's a long, long way
Across the Great Divide
The songs that they once sang
Now echo far and wide
They could still get back
All the love that they have lost
But only if they both will reach across
'Cause it's a long, long way
To the other side
Of the Great Divide
He was up in the attic on the fourth of july
They flew a flag in the yard
When he found some old roses she had long ago dried
Before they drifted apart
And how the years had slipped right by them
He didn't understand
He carried a petal into the kitchen
And he placed it in her hand
And it's a long, long way
Across the Great Divide
The songs that they once sang
Now echo far and wide
They could still get back
All the love that they have lost
But only if they both will reach across
'Cause it's a long, long way
To the other side
Of the Great Divide
Writer: STEVEN BRETT BEAVERS
Copyright: Lyrics © CONEXION MEDIA GROUP, INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONEXION MEDIA GROUP, INC.
When She Wakes Up (And Finds Me Gone)
With a trembling pen in hand I try the best I can
To write all the reasons I can't stay
And I hope she'll understand I can't leave her like a man
'Cause a man would never leave her this way
A note of things I should've said
Lays beside her sleeping head
As I turn and make my way off in the night
By the time the morning's breaking
My heart will still be aching
Every time I think of what I've left behind
'Cause I don't want to see me leaving in her eyes
And I can't stand to watch her watch me make her cry
And I don't know a right way I can do her wrong
So I don't want to be here in the morning
When she wakes up and finds me gone
It hurts to know how much she'll hurt
I've told myself things could be worse
And I've convinced myself she's better off this way
By the time she finds I'm gone
I'll be a long, long way from home
When she reads a note of things I couldn't say
'Cause I don't want to see me leaving in her eyes
And I can't stand to watch her watch me make her cry
And I don't know a right way I can do her wrong
So I don't want to be here in the morning
When she wakes up and finds me gone
Lord, I don't want to be here in the morning
When she wakes up and finds me gone, oh
To write all the reasons I can't stay
And I hope she'll understand I can't leave her like a man
'Cause a man would never leave her this way
A note of things I should've said
Lays beside her sleeping head
As I turn and make my way off in the night
By the time the morning's breaking
My heart will still be aching
Every time I think of what I've left behind
'Cause I don't want to see me leaving in her eyes
And I can't stand to watch her watch me make her cry
And I don't know a right way I can do her wrong
So I don't want to be here in the morning
When she wakes up and finds me gone
It hurts to know how much she'll hurt
I've told myself things could be worse
And I've convinced myself she's better off this way
By the time she finds I'm gone
I'll be a long, long way from home
When she reads a note of things I couldn't say
'Cause I don't want to see me leaving in her eyes
And I can't stand to watch her watch me make her cry
And I don't know a right way I can do her wrong
So I don't want to be here in the morning
When she wakes up and finds me gone
Lord, I don't want to be here in the morning
When she wakes up and finds me gone, oh
Writer: Thomas Dwayne Barnes
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
You Got The Wrong Man
Your eyes say that you've been hurt before
And you can't take the heartache anymore
You think I'll do what he's done to you
Break your trust and be untrue
But baby this is me
You're talkin' to
You got the wrong man, it's not me
A case of mistaken identity
I didn't break your heart you see
What can I do to make you understand
You got the wrong man
I know you think that love will never last
And you see your future like the past
You don't want to make the same mistake
You think that I'm one more to make
But baby, I'm not him
For goodness sake
You got the wrong man, it's not me
A case of mistaken identity
I didn't break your heart you see
What can I do to make you understand
You got the wrong man
You think I'll do what he's done to you
Break your trust and be untrue
But baby this is me
You're talkin' to
You got the wrong man, it's not me
A case of mistaken identity
I didn't break your heart you see
What can I do to make you understand
You got the wrong man
It's not meee.... nooo...
Ohhh...
You've got the wrong man
And you can't take the heartache anymore
You think I'll do what he's done to you
Break your trust and be untrue
But baby this is me
You're talkin' to
You got the wrong man, it's not me
A case of mistaken identity
I didn't break your heart you see
What can I do to make you understand
You got the wrong man
I know you think that love will never last
And you see your future like the past
You don't want to make the same mistake
You think that I'm one more to make
But baby, I'm not him
For goodness sake
You got the wrong man, it's not me
A case of mistaken identity
I didn't break your heart you see
What can I do to make you understand
You got the wrong man
You think I'll do what he's done to you
Break your trust and be untrue
But baby this is me
You're talkin' to
You got the wrong man, it's not me
A case of mistaken identity
I didn't break your heart you see
What can I do to make you understand
You got the wrong man
It's not meee.... nooo...
Ohhh...
You've got the wrong man
Writer: JOE BARNHILL, WAYNE PERRY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
All I Want is the third studio album by American country music artist Tim McGraw. It was released on September 19, 1995.
The album sold over two million copies and reached the top 5 on the Billboard 200. It has been certified as 3× Multi-Platinum by the RIAA. The album's singles were, in order of release: "I Like It, I Love It", "Can't Be Really Gone", "All I Want Is a Life", "She Never Lets It Go to Her Heart" and "Maybe We Should Just Sleep on It". Respectively, these reached No. 1, No. 2, No. 5, No. 1, and No. 4 on the Billboard Hot Country Songs charts. "I Like It, I Love It" was also a No. 25 hit on the Billboard Hot 100.
This was Tim's last album to have a neotraditional country sound before developing a more crossover-friendly country-pop sound.
Performed By:
Tim McGrawThe album sold over two million copies and reached the top 5 on the Billboard 200. It has been certified as 3× Multi-Platinum by the RIAA. The album's singles were, in order of release: "I Like It, I Love It", "Can't Be Really Gone", "All I Want Is a Life", "She Never Lets It Go to Her Heart" and "Maybe We Should Just Sleep on It". Respectively, these reached No. 1, No. 2, No. 5, No. 1, and No. 4 on the Billboard Hot Country Songs charts. "I Like It, I Love It" was also a No. 25 hit on the Billboard Hot 100.
This was Tim's last album to have a neotraditional country sound before developing a more crossover-friendly country-pop sound.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Byron Gallimore, James Stroud
Length: 42:12
Released: September 19th, 1995
Year: 1995