Trisha Yearwood - PrizeFighter: Hit After Hit Lyrics
Prizefighter
Here you are face to face, with you greatest test of faith
It lookin' good but you wouldn't run even if you could
Cause you know whats on the line, it's win or lose, do or die
Every Swing's Coming fast and the punches knock you back
[Chorus:]
When you hit the ground, you find your wings
You go one more round when that bell rings
They say you're done, but here you come
You're a hammer hittin', spittin' fire, PrizeFighter
When you're sweating from the fear, you look it the eye
Turn the sound of defeat into your battle cry
Stakes are down, you're outta luck
Look at you, smiling with a shiner, standing higher
PrizeFighter
When you see 'em shake their heads, that's when you start seein' red
From your head down to your toes, you find your glory, strength and hope
Come on, come on, comeback kid show 'em how you never quit
You're gonna rise from the pain, like a hurricane
[Chorus:]
When you hit the ground, you find your wings
You go one more round when that bell rings
They say you're done, but here you come
You're a hammer hittin', spittin' fire, PrizeFighter
When you're sweating from the fear, you look it the eye
Turn the sound of defeat into your battle cry
Stakes are down, you're outta luck
Look at you, smiling with a shiner, standing higher
PrizeFighter
When you're sweating from the fear, you look it the eye
Turn the sound of defeat into your battle cry
Stakes are down, you're outta luck
Look at you, smiling with a shiner, standing higher
PrizeFighter
Yeah....
Look at you standing tall (look at you standing tall)
And you still ain't had enough (and you still ain't had enough)
Look at you standing tall (look at you standing tall)
And you still ain't had enough (and you still ain't had enough)
Writer: ROSS COPPERMAN, JESSI ALEXANDER, SARAH BUXTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Wrong Side Of Memphis
I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis
I'm really breaking away this time
A full tank of gas and a '69 Tempest
Taking me to that Nashville sign
No turning back, I've come too far
I'm headed down 40 with my old guitar
This ain't Graceland that's a fact
And I ain't driving a pink Cadillac
I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis
Gonna bronze these blue suede shoes
These cowboy boots are gettin' kinda restless
And I ain't gotta single thing to lose
I've had this dream from a tender age
Calling my name from the Opry stage
I can hear it sing loud and clear
200 miles and I'll be there
I've been living on the wrong side of Memphis
I'm really breaking away this time
A full tank of gas and a '69 Tempest
Taking me to that Nashville sign
Writer: GARY HARRISON, GARY STEFAN HARRISON, MATRACA MARIA BERG, STEFAN HARRISON GARY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Remember You
I can picture you, like a photograph
I can see your smile
I can hear your laugh
No I don't have to look back
I remember you
When I'm all alone
You're all around
I tell you things, yeah I talk out loud
Ever since you left the ground
I remember you
You can ask the sun
You can ask the moon
Every day that goes by
I remember you
And even when
I close my eyes
Like a dream, you come back to life
I can't escape your love, your light
I remember you
You can ask the sun
You can ask the moon, yeah
Every day that goes by
I remember you
And I know some day
Only God knows when
I'll touch your face
And I'll breathe again
And life goes on, so until then
I remember you
Yeah, I remember you
Mmmmmmm
Every day that goes by
Oooooh
I remember you
Writer: Kelly Archer, Benjamin Curtis Caver, Bradley Peter Rempel
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, CAPITOL CHRISTIAN MUSIC GROUP, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Walkaway Joe
Momma told her baby, girl take it real slow
Girl told her momma hey I really gotta go
He's waitin' in the car
Momma said girl you won't get far
Thus are the dreams of an average Jane
Ninety miles an hour down a lovers lane
On a tank of dreams
Oh if she could've only seen
But fate's got cards that it don't want to show
And that boy's just
A walkaway Joe
Born to be a leaver
Tell you from the word go, destined to deceive her
He's a wrong kinda paradise
She's gonna know it in a matter of time
That boy's just a walkaway Joe
Now just a little while into Abilene
Pulls into a station and he robs it clean
She's waitin' in the car
Underneath the Texaco star
She only wanted love didn't bargain for this
She can't help but love him for the way he is
She's only seventeen
And there ain't no reasoning
So she'll ride this ride as far as it can go
Cause that boy's just
A walkaway Joe
Born to be a leaver
Tell you from the word go, destined to deceive her
He's a wrong kinda paradise
She's gonna know it in a matter of time
That boy's just a walkaway Joe
Somewhere in a roadside motel room
Alone in the silence she wakes up too soon
And reaches for his arm
But she'll just keep reachin' on
For the cold hard truth revealed what it had known
That boy's just
A walkaway Joe
Born to be a leaver
Tell you from the word go, destined to deceive her
He's a wrong kinda paradise
She's gonna know it in a matter of time
That boy's just a walkaway Joe
Writer: GREG W. BARNHILL, VINCENT EDWARD MELAMED
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
End Of The World
Right now
I bet he's looking so fine
By now
She's started feeling the wine
Right now
He's probably paying the tab
And they're getting in a cab
I wondered how this would feel
Turns out it ain't no big deal
It's just the end of the world
Right now
He's already stolen a kiss
By now
She says she never does this
Right now
She's asking him if he can stay
And I know what he'll say
I wondered how this would feel
Turns out it ain't no big deal
It's just the end of the
World crashing down on me
Breath in and out of me
Time will run out before long
He's gone
And it's just the end of the world
So this is how it goes down
No falling sky, no trumpet sound
I wondered how this would feel
Turns out it ain't no big deal
It's just the end of the
Sun shining down on me
Breath in and out of me
Time will run out before long
He's gone
And it's just the end of the world
He's gone
And it's just the end of the world
The end of the world
Writer: SHANE L. MCANALLY, JOSH OSBORNE, TREVOR JOSEPH ROSEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, AUDIAM, INC, ME GUSTA MUSIC, Spirit Music Group
In Anothers Eyes
In another's eyes
I'm someone who
Loves her enough to walk away from you
I'd never cheat, I'd never lie
In another's eyes
In another's eyes
I can do no wrong
He believes in me and his faith is strong
I'd never fall or even compromise
In another's eyes
In another's eyes
I'm afraid that I can't see
This picture perfect portrait
That they paint of me
They don't realize
And I pray they never do
'Cause every time I look I'm seein' you
In another's eyes
In another's eyes
Starin' back at me
I see a sinking soul trying desperately
To turn the tide before it dies
In another's eyes
And what they don't see is killing me
And it's a blessing and a curse that love is blind
In another's eyes
I'm afraid that I can't see
This picture perfect portrait
That they paint of me
They don't realize
And I pray they never do
'Cause every time I look I'm seein' you
In another's eyes
In another's eyes
In another's eyes
Writer: BOBBY WOOD, GARTH BROOKS, JOHN FRANCIS PEPPARD
Copyright: Lyrics © RIO BRAVO MUSIC (GARTH BROOKS)
Perfect Love
Sunday mornin' when the paper comes
Let's read it front to back and see what's going on
Drink our coffee by the flower bed and talk about the stuff
That's running through our heads
When you look at me the way you do
I can't help but look right back at you
Yeah, this is a perfect love
We're doin' nothin' but what a perfect love does
We're not tryin' to make history
It's just you and me
In a perfect love
Hey, let's drive to the edge of town
See what there is to see and turn back around
Stop by and see your mom and dad
And hear 'em talk about the busy week they had
Then let's take a walk beside the lake
See what kinda fun we can make
Yeah, this is a perfect love
We're doin' nothin' but what a perfect love does
We're not tryin' to make history
It's just you and me
In a perfect love
Oh, ain't it a perfect love
I know you love me just because
Yeah, this is a perfect love
We're doin' nothin' but what a perfect love does
We're not tryin' to make history
It's just you and me
In a perfect love
This is a perfect love
In a perfect love
Yeah, we got a perfect love
Writer: Sunny Russ, Stephony E. Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Missing Link Music, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
How Do I Live
How do I get through one night without you
If I had to live without you
What kind of life would that be
Oh and I, I need you in my arms
Need you to hold
You're my world, my heart, my soul
If you ever leave
Baby, you would take away everything good in my life
Without you there'd be no sun in my sky
There would be no love in my life
There'd be no world left for me
And I, baby I don't know what I would do
I'd be lost if I lost you
If you ever leave
Baby, you would take away everything real in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you
I want to know
How do I breathe without you
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive
How do I, how do I
Oh, how do I live
If you ever leave
Baby, you would take away everything
Need you with me
Baby, 'cause you know that you're everything good in my life
And tell me now
How do I live without you
I want to know
How do I breathe without you
If you ever go
How do I ever, ever survive
How do I, how do I
Oh, how do I live
How do I live
Without you baby
Writer: Diane Warren
Copyright: Lyrics © Realsongs
Met Him In A Motel Room
She met him in a motel room
In the shady part of town
With a set of satin sheets pulled back
And the window shades pulled down
Like a cotton dress she let her fears
Fall down to the ground
With a do not disturb sign on the door
She whispered, I've never done this before
Some people meet him in a church
At a service on Sunday
As the preacher says the perfect words
They bow their heads to pray
And the choir sings a sweet forgiveness tune
She met him in a motel room
With a bottle full of sleeping pills
And a long, long list of sins
She'd already planned on checking out
Before she checked in
She was gonna leave a goodbye note
Just needed paper and a pen
And with the vacancy light blinking red
She found that bible in the drawer
Beside the bed
Some people meet him in a church
At a service on Sunday
As the preacher says the perfect words
They bow their heads to pray
And the choir sings a sweet forgiveness tune
She met him in a motel room
She met him in a motel room
Some people meet him in a church
At a service on Sunday
As the preacher says the perfect words
They bow their heads to pray
No choir sang a sweet forgiveness tune
No that's no the way
That they were introduced
She met him in a motel room
She met him in a motel room
Writer: JAMIE TEACHENOR, RORY LEE
Copyright: Lyrics © OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Shes In Love With The Boy
Katie's sitting on the old front porch
Watching the chickens peck the ground
There ain't a whole lot going on tonight
In this one horse town.
Over yonder, coming up the road
In a beat-up Chevy truck
Her boyfriend Tommy, he's laying on the horn
Splashing through the mud and the muck
Her daddy says, "he ain't worth a lick
When it came to brains, he got the short end of the stick"
But Katie's young and man she just don't care
She'd follow Tommy anywhere
She's in love with the boy
She's in love with the boy
She's in love with the boy
And even if they have to run away
She's gonna marry that boy someday
Katie and Tommy at the drive-in movie
Parked in the very last row
They're too busy holding on to one another
To even care about the show
But later on outside the Tastee Freeze,
Tommy slips something on her hand
He says, "my high school ring will have to do
Till I can buy a wedding band"
Her daddy says, "he ain't worth a lick
When it came to brains, he got the short end of the stick"
But Katie's young and man she just don't care
She'd follow Tommy anywhere
She's in love with the boy
She's in love with the boy
She's in love with the boy
And even if they have to run away
She's gonna marry that boy someday
Her daddy's waiting up till half past twelve
When they come sneaking up the walk
He says, "young lady get on up to your room
While me and junior have a talk"
But Mama breaks in and says, "don't lose your temper
It wasn't very long ago
When you yourself was just a hay-seed plowboy
Who didn't have a row to hoe"
"My daddy said you wasn't worth a lick
When it came to brains, you had the short end of the stick
But he was wrong and honey you are too
Katie looks at Tommy like I still look at you"
She's in love with the boy
She's in love with the boy
She's in love with the boy
What's meant to be will always find a way
She's in love with the boy
She's in love with the boy
She's in love with the boy
What's meant to be will always find a way
She's gonna marry that boy someday.
She's in love with the boy....
Writer: JOHN CHARLES IMS, JON IMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Your Husbands Cheatin On Us
Well I said honey you don't know me
But I feel like I know you
Do you mind if I come in
It'll only take a minute or two
And by the way, I really like
What you've done to this place
It doesn't really surprise me
We kinda have the same taste
But that's enough small talk
There's something we need to discuss
Your husband's cheatin' on us
Then I said you look surprised
Well I'm surprised you never knew
I can't believe you didn't see or
Pick up on my rather strong perfume
But anyway, we've been replaced
And she's much younger than me and you
And I know she's out there with him now
Doing things that we used to do
But if we get together
Don't you think we'd be dangerous
Your husband's cheatin' on us, yeah
Ah
Snakes are in the kitchen
Crows are on the line
Ah
Weather vane is twitchin'
Can't you see the sign sign signs
This is where she started to cry and I said
Oh honey, you'll get over it
I said never mind those fantasies
Of cyanide or taking out a hit
And anyway it's better, don't you think
To make him wish that he was dead
Just promise me you'll take that creep
For everything he's ever had instead
I've got a Polaroid camera
And a room number down at the hotel Nautilus
Where your husband's cheatin' on us
Ah
Snakes are in the kitchen
Crows are on the line
Ah
Weather vane is twitchin'
Can't you see the sign sign signs
Writer: JILL C. MCCORKLE, MARSHALL CHAPMAN, MATRACA MARIA BERG
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Heaven Heartache And The Power Of Love
Heaven, heartache and the power of love
They say up in Heaven the streets are gold
Once you get past the Pearly Gates
And the angels are singin'
At the top of a dove white staircase
And I say heartache can burn you down like hell
Leave you beggin', "Baby, please don't go"
'Til you're scrapin' rock bottom
And cryin' in a deep dark hole
Oh, and love can make you fly like a rocket
Put you on top of the world
I'm talkin' 'bout
Heaven is where I hope I'm goin'
Heartache, that's where I've been
Heaven, heartache and the power of love
Well, the preacher says when your time is up
You take a chariot to the Lord
Well, I'm hopin' my chariot's
A torch red Thunderbird Ford
And my old flame said
"I hate to break it to you, darlin'
I was born the leavin' kind"
Left me standin' in the dark
Cryin', "Why baby, why baby, why?"
Oh, but real love's got me back in the saddle
Shoutin' amen again
That's what I know about
Heaven is where I hope I'm goin'
Heartache, that's where I've been
Heaven, heartache and the power of love
I gotta keep lovin' and livin'
And learnin' and burnin'
Movin' on down the road
Heaven is where I hope I'm goin'
Heartache, that's where I've been
Heaven, heartache and the power of
Heaven, it's where I hope I'm goin'
Heartache, that's where I've been
Heaven, heartache and the power of love
Heaven, heartache and the power of love
Heaven, where I hope I'm goin'
Heartache, that's where I've been
Heaven, heartache
Heaven, that's where I'm goin'
Heartache, oh, that's where I've been
Heaven, that's where I hope I'm goin'
Writer: CLAY MILLS, TIA SILLERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Georgia Rain
Barefoot in the bed 'a your truck
On a blanket lookin' up
Half a moon peekin' down at us
From underneath the clouds
Teenage kids sneakin' out again
Heard the thunder rollin' in
We were fallin' the moment when
It all came pourin' down
The Georgia rain
On the Jasper County clay
Couldn't wash away
What I felt for you that day
Just you and me down an old dirt road
Nothin' in our way
Except for the Georgia rain
Cotton fields remember when
Flash 'a lightnin' drove us in
We were soaked down to the skin
By the time we climbed inside
And I don't remember what was poundin' more
Heart in my chest or the hood of that Ford
As the sky fell in, the storm clouds poured
Worlds away outside
The Georgia rain
On the Jasper County clay
Couldn't wash away
All the love we made
Just you and me down that old dirt road
No one saw a thing
Except for the Georgia rain
Screen door flappin' in the wind
Same ol' house I grew up in
Can't believe I'm back again
After all these years away
You fixed your Daddy's house up nice
I saw it yesterday when I drove by
Looks like you've made yourself a real good life
What else can I say
The Georgia rain
On the Jasper County clay
Couldn't wash away
The way I loved you to this day
The ol' dirt road's paved over now
Nothin' here's the same
Except for the Georgia rain
Writer: KARYN ROCHELLE, ED HILL
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
You Cant Trust The Weatherman
Her daddy hated his tattoos
But she was in love with a baby due in
September, early September
So they called the kinfolk, set up the bar
Threw some chairs out in the yard
And got a preacher, a Pentecostal preacher
And the man on the evening news
Promised sunny and seventy two, but
You can't trust the weatherman
Makes his livin' off a lucky chance
Whole crowd was soakin' wet
Mud all over Mama's dress
No sign of the sun
But a surefire sign of things to come
One thing you can plan
You can't trust the weatherman
Six months after the knot got tied
There were diapers and a double wide
They couldn't pay for
One day they had a brainstorm
She held the gun he cracked the safe
They pulled it off and they pulled away
They were laughin' till they saw lights flashin'
Forecast on the radio
Never ever mentioned snow, but
You can't trust the weatherman
Makes his livin' off a lucky chance
Cop car hit a patch of ice
Spun around, flipped on its side
That couple got away
Cops only had one thing to blame
Shook off the snow, threw up their hands
Said, You can't trust the weatherman
They hid their cash under the bed
Of a condo in Club Med
Where the chance of sunshine is
One hundred percent, but
You can't trust the weatherman
Makes his livin' off a lucky chance
Hurricane came rippin' through
Tore that condo right in two
Stuff scattered everywhere
Stolen money flyin' through the air
If you wonder how the story ends
They're back out in the sticks again
So remember when you're makin' plans
You can't trust the weatherman
Can't trust the weatherman, no no
Writer: ASHLEY GORLEY, ASHLEY GLENN GORLEY, BRYAN SIMPSON, WADE KIRBY, WADE ALLEN KIRBY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
XXXs And OOOs
Phone rings baby cries TV diet guru lies
Good morning honey
Go to work make up try to keep the balance up
Between love and money
She used to tie her hair up in ribbons and bows
Sign her letters with X's and O's
Got a picture of her mama in heels and pearls
She's tryin' to make it in her daddy's world
She's an American girl
An American girl
Slow dance second chance mama needs romance
And an live-in maid
Fix the sink mow the yard really isn't all that hard
If you get paid
he used to tie her hair up in ribbons and bows
Sign her letters with X's and O's
Got a picture of her mama in heels and pearls
She's tryin' to make it in her daddy's world
She's an American girl
An American girl
Well she's got her God and she's got good wine
Aretha Franklin and Patsy Cline
She used to tie her hair up in ribbons and bows
Sign her letters with X's and O's
Got a picture of her mama in heels and pearls
She's tryin' to make it in her daddy's world
She's an American girl
An American girl
She's an American girl
Writer: ALICE RANDALL, MATRACA MARIA BERG
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
The Song Remembers When
I was standing at the counter
I was waiting for the change
When I heard that old familiar music start
It was like a lighted match had been tossed into my soul
It was like a dam had broken in my heart
After taking every detour
Gettin' lost and losin track
So that even if I wanted I could not find my way back
After driving out the memory
Of the way things might have been
After I'd forgotten all about us
The song remembers when
We were rolling through the Rocky's
We were up above the clouds
When a station out of Jackson played that song
And it seemed to fit the moment
And the moment seemed to freeze
When we turned the music up and sang along
And there was a God in Heaven
And the world made perfect sense
We were young and were in love
And we were easy to convince
We were headed straight for Eden
It was just around the bend
And though I have forgotten all about it
The song remembers when
I guess something must have happened
And we must have said goodbye
And my heart must have been broken
Though I can't recall just why
The song remembers when
Well, for all the miles between us
And for all the time that's past
You would think I haven't gotten very far
And I hope my hasty heart
Will forgive me just this once
If I stop to wonder how on earth you are
But that's just a lot of water
Underneath a bridge I burned
And there's no use in backtracing
Around corners I have turned
Still I guess some things we bury
Are just bound to rise again
Yeah, and even if the whole world has forgotten
The song remembers when
Writer: HUGH PRESTWOOD
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group