THE LYRICS



Agree to Disagree

The devil and his lyre, angels and their horns
And birds on the ground with broken wings
They met up in the graveyard and started singing songs
Grinding in perfect harmony

They heard a rooster crowing, singing to the dawn
They started packing up their things to leave
The angel said “well, it’s been fun”, the devil nodded yes
We’ll meet about this time next week and do it all again

If we agree to disagree
And you spare your feelings
The graveyard aint no place, for us to bitch and moan
One day we’ll call the dirt our home

Word spread quick through the underground
About the band with the brand new sound
Who bent the rules and played it their own way
People started running in, beating down the wall
Just to try to hear the songs that they play

The line filed right out the door
They were standing two by two
That birdie started chirping, asking what the hell are we gonna do
The angels said boys let em in, the devil charged a fee
But I was already in the band so I went everywhere free

And we agreed to disagree
We all spared our feelings
The graveyard aint no place, for us to bitch and moan
One day we’ll call the dirt our home
One day we’ll call the dirt our home

Heading There Myself

A man came knocking down my door trying to save my soul
He hammered on his Bible hard and he looked up to the Lord
He said please Lord strike me dead if I’m wrong to share your glory
Well I guess that settles it, I’ll see you Sunday morning

Railroad track behind my house hear that choo choo all night long
Breaking powder into dust, living life all wrong
Chasing down another song as my heart beats on the rails
The place I knew as heaven boys, I’m turning into hell

I’m probably heading there myself
Like a tramp sitting on a train
I’m catching what I can as I watch ‘em roll on by
I guess I’m just like Townes ‘cause I’m waiting round to die

A whistle in the distance is loading up last call
My feet are stuck here in this rut and I can’t get up at all
It’s blowing smoke, picking up speed and heading out of town
The only place I’m headed now is 6 feet in the ground

Cattle laying in the field, waiting on the rain
I’m slaving here just to live, wishin’ I could do the same
We’ll fatten em up then send them off to the slaughterhouse down south
Get some cash and raise the calves and then we’ll all ride out



Halfway There

I’m half way on my way to heaven, I’m half way off the road
I’m half way to my death bed, I’m half way to go
I’m half full, I’m half drunk, I’m half off the edge
I’m half sure that I’m half numb but I’m half way to go

When time stands still and I can feel every second pass
I’ll watch my life, like some old movie, smile and laugh

I’m one foot in the dirt, I’m one foot off the ground
I’m half falling to Earth, I’m half way to go
I’m half full, I’m half drunk, I’m half off the edge
I’m half sure that I’m half numb but I’m half way to go

When time stands still and I can feel every second pass
I’ll watch my life, like some old movie, smile and laugh

Love I’ve Never Known

I’ve known you for my whole life
There’s just something different tonight
Maybe it’s the moon in the sky
Maybe it’s the stars in your eyes

And I hope that this isn’t just a one night stand
‘Cause I know that I could be your loving man
But I’m leaving when that sun comes up
Will you wait for me
On one hand, I could leave
Pretending this was all make believe
Then again, if I go
I’d always wonder if you were the love I’ve never known

I hope that you’ll wait for me
and these aren’t empty feelings
maybe I can call you sometime
maybe I can call you mine

And I hope that this isn’t just a one night stand
‘Cause I know that I could be your loving man
But I’m leaving when that sun comes up
Will you wait for me
On one hand, I could leave
Pretending this was all make believe
Then again, if I go
I’d always wonder if you were the love I’ve never known



Woman Who Can Shoot

I was a man with a gun on his shoulder
One on my ankle and another in a holster
She was a girl who could cook, clean, and shoot
And wasn’t half bad in the sack to boot
The two of us, well we made quite a pair

I was a man brought up to be bad
But she made sure that I knew what I had
She strutted around like an old country queen
And smiled a little more when she started getting mean
Her little game, well you know I’ve had enough

Never mess with a woman who can shoot
She’ll try on your pants and try to fill your boots

Now I don’t mind her wearing my shirt
She looks pretty good in my denim after work
But she’s too small to try and fill these jeans
‘Cause I fill ‘em out if you know what I mean
I’m thinking it’s ‘bout time I’m on my way

I had a friend was trying to be bad
He had his eye on this woman that I had
I gave him my blessing along with a warning
You better strap on your guns real early in the morning
‘Cause a girl who can shoot will try to steal your soul

Never mess with a woman who can shoot
She’ll try on your pants and try to fill your boots

I called up my buddy on his old cell phone
I knew something was wrong when he didn’t get on
I got in the house with my old door key
I told you once you better let her be
‘Cause a girl who can shoot will steal your soul
She’ll leave you on the ground full of holes

That’s Just Me

At times I take for granted
All the chances that you’ve given to me
This life’s too short to live too slow
And flower children were born to be free

But I think too much
I drink too much
I don’t listen quite enough
When I hit rock bottom
I stay solid
Cause that’s just me

I give you all I can
Yet you don’t seem to be my remedy
The pain flows into my hand
Wrapped around the neck of a bottle from Tennessee

But I think too much
I drink too much
I don’t listen quite enough
When I hit rock bottom
I stay solid
Cause that’s just me



Home of the Free

Red Texas clay stuck in the soles of my shoes
Nothing but evil stuck in the news
But I know a place where you can lose track of time
Talk with good people and ease your mind

Anywhere that lone star flag is flown
I’m not alone in calling it home

Anywhere South of the the Red River
Anywhere North of the Rio Grande
Where there’s pastures wild and open
A place between what’s real and a dream

And I can’t imagine anywhere living anywhere else
And why everybody, ain’t running on in

Anywhere that Lone Star flag is flown
I’m not alone in calling it home

There’s beaches and brisket, whiskey and women
A place where you make due, with a hard living
A place where you make friends but still live free
It’s the only place I want to be

Anywhere that Lone Star flag is flown
I’m not alone in calling it home
It’s the only place I want to be
The original home of the free

Make ‘Em Dance

I wish I played on the radio

On an old time hayride show
I’d have you spinning round in your living room
Picking songs and telling jokes

And my daddy said you’re crazy son
But I’ll pray you get a chance
When the lights are shining bright and their eyes are on you
Make ‘em dance, make ‘em dance, make ‘em dance

Make ‘em dance (Make ‘em dance!)
Make ‘em dance (Make ‘em dance!)
Let’s all have a little fun
Make ‘em dance (Make ‘em dance!)
Make ‘em da-a-ance
Make the oldest cowboy in the joint feel 21

I was wild in my teens
Left town to chase my dreams
Mom and Dad, they were full of tears
But I was running head, full of steam

And I’ve been playing ever since
And I ain’t looking to stop
I got myself a hillbilly band
To take me to the top

My daddy said you finally made it son
And I’m glad that you got the chance
Remember why them lights are shining bright on you
Make em dance, make em dance, make em dance
Make ‘em dance (Make ‘em dance!)
Make ‘em dance (Make ‘em dance!)
Let’s all have a little fun
Make ‘em dance (Make ‘em dance!)
Make ‘em da-a-ance
Make the oldest cowboy in the joint feel 21



Uncle Sam

I like to get my weekend started early
I’m a little quiet ’til I have a few
I popped a top and put it to my lips
And right behind me I saw the boys in blue

Well I’ve done some dumb things in my life
But only because I thought that I was free
Now I ain’t running down this ol’ country
But I sure hate when it catches up to me

Well I give the state my money and I’m writing all their checks
I’m really getting tired of checking out my personal effects
I answer to my father and not to Uncle Sam
Lord knows he takes what he wants any way

I’ll smoke something when I’m headed out
I’ll hit it pretty hard and hold it in
I thought it was my last when I saw the cop
Now I’m busted here sittin’ in the pen

Well I’ve done some dumb things in my life
But only because I thought that I was free
Now I ain’t running down this ol’ country
But I sure hate when it catches up to me

Well I give the state my money and I’m writing all their checks
I’m getting tired of checking out my personal effects
I answer to my father and not to Uncle Sam
Lord knows he takes what he wants anyway

Running Alone

Go on and swallow those words you can’t take back
You look tired from running your own track
Running your wheel straight into the night
Running alone, running alone, running alone

We’re all waiting for you to come back home
And put your body to rest
Ain’t no use for struggling on
We know you gave it your best

There’s a place for you anywhere you are
Be it stone, be it stars
We’re all waiting for you around the bend
But you’re running alone, running alone, running alone

We’re all waiting for you to come back home
And put your body to rest
Ain’t no use for struggling on
We know you gave it your best

Your eyes are red and skinned baked by the sun
You slipped so far, thinking you don’t need no one
Your head’s getting bigger thinking that you’ve got it made
Running alone, running alone, running alone

We’re all waiting for you to come back home
And put your body to rest
Ain’t no use for struggling on
We know you gave it your best