MELHORES MÚSICAS / MAIS TOCADAS (Mind)
Ever since this morning, I ve been wonderin
How you do that thing you did last night
Well, well
Let me tell you, girl, that was really somethin
That s why I got a lotta loving you on my mind
Mind
I walk around and dream about you
Every single minute of every day
It s all I can do to make it through until the night
I can hardly wait, oh, I can hardly wait
Girl, the kind of loving you put on me
Ain t no way there s a better kind
Baby, just tell me when you want me
I always got a lotta loving you on my mind
On my mind
Loving you on my mind
I always got a lotta loving you on my mind
Oh, why you got to be so cold?
Why you got to go and cut me like a knife
And put our love on ice?
Oh, girl you know you left this hole
Right here in the middle of my soul
Oh-oh, oh, why you got to be so cold?
Verse 2]
What am I supposed to say
If anybody ask me about you?
I guess I'll tell 'em I'm without you
How am I supposed to live
When I built my life around you?
Try to put yourself in my shoes
Oh, why you got to be so cold?
Why you got to go and cut me like a knife
And put our love on ice?
Oh, girl you know you left this hole
Right h?re in the middle of my soul
Oh-oh, oh, why you got to b? so cold?
I can only feel my love hangin' on
I don't feel like it's over
I'm still on fire
Why you gotta be so-?
Chorus]
Oh, why you got to be so cold?
Why you got to go and cut me like a knife
And put our love on ice?
Oh, girl you know you left this hole
Right here in the middle of my soul
Oh-oh, oh, why you got to be so cold?
Why you got to be so cold?
Why you got to be so cold?
You got to be so cold
The minute that I saw you walkin' over
I figured I was diggin' my grave
Well, you had the shovel, I knew you were trouble
But you're just the kind of trouble I crave
Yeah, you're just the kind of trouble I crave
Mama always set a good example
My daddy always gave me good advice
And Jesus tried to steer me in the right direction
But the devil always made me think twice
The devil always made me think twice
Someday I'm goin' six feet under
And Lord, when I'm standin' at the gate
They'll tally my sins, they won't let me in
Say "Son, you're just a little too late"
"Son, you're just a little too late"
My mama always set a good example
My daddy always gave me good advice
And Jesus tried to steer me in the right direction
But the devil always made me think twice
The devil always made me think twice
The devil always made me think twice
The devil always made me think twice
The devil always made me
The devil always made me
The devil always made me think twice
The devil always made me
The devil always made me
The devil always made me think twice
The devil always made me
The devil always made me
The devil always made me think twice
The devil always made me
The devil always made me
The devil always made me think twice
Gotta get down, gotta get down to Arkansas
Havin' so much fun that it's probably a little bit against the law
All the boys and the girls down there sure do know how to have a ball
If you wanna get down, gotta get down to Arkansas
Well, we burned through the one light towns lik? a scalded dog
When we lit out of Fay?tteville, they were callin' the hogs
We made a pit stop in Little Rock for some barbecue
And when we hit West Memphis there were blue lights in our rear view
Gotta get down, gotta get down to Arkansas
Havin' so much fun that it's probably a little bit against the law
All the boys and the girls down there sure do know how to have a ball
If you wanna get down, gotta get down to Arkansas
Gotta get down, gotta get down to Arkansas
Havin' so much fun that it's probably a little bit against the law
All the boys and the girls down there sure do know how to have a ball
If you wanna get down, gotta get down to Arkansas
Gotta get down, gotta get down to Arkansas
Havin' so much fun that it's probably a little bit against the law
All the boys and the girls down there sure do know how to have a ball
If you wanna get down, gotta get down to Arkansas
Call my mama like I should
She says daddy ain t doin too good
Me and him should wet a line
Just can t seem to find the time
But I love my life
Man it s, somethin to see
It s the kids and the dogs, and you and me
It s the way, it s all right
Everything goes wrong
It s a sound of a slow, simple song
Finally saved some money up
Til I had to fix my truck
Talked to brother the other day
He didn t have too much to say
Tryna quit these cigarettes
I can t seem to kick em yet
Sister got laid off last fall
And I got high cholesterol
But I love my life
Man, it s somethin to see
It s the kids and the dogs and you and me
It s the way, it s all right
And everything goes wrong
It s a sound of a slow, simple song
Yeah, I love my life
Man, it s something to see
It s the kids and the dogs and you and me
It s the way, it s all right
And everything goes wrong
It s a sound of a slow, simple song
Tryin to keep all the rubber on 65
Might not make it out alive
White knucklin the wheel just to survive
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
Sometimes, what drives a man
ain t nothin but a matter of will
When a man s got a heavy load
he just tryin to make it over th? hill
Burnin the hours taking truck-stop showers
and sleepin in the ch?ap motels
Pickin up speed on a mission to feed five kids with a CDL
Tryin to keep all the rubber on 65
Might not make it out alive
White knuckling the wheel just to survive
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
It s a fight in the dark of night
with another hundred miles to run
When your mind starts tryin to find ways
to get you out from under the gun
This livin ain t much of a life
but it s the only thing I know how to do
I miss you, honey, but I gotta make some money
So, I m hopin I can make it through
Tryin to keep all the rubber on 65
Might not make it out alive
White knuckling the wheel just to survive
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
Caught in the crosswind
When I talk to God, I tell Him why we re through
I tell Him all the things I did and didn t do
I say I can t be alone
He said: Son, you re on your own
Cause when I talk to God, I tell Him why we re through
I wish that I could go to church, but I m too ashamed of me
I hate the fact it takes a bottle to get me on my knees
And I hope He ll forgive the things you ain t forgot
When I get drunk and talk to God
When I talk to God, I thank Him for the time
All those precious years that you were mine, all mine
And I know He s a busy man
He ll help me if he can
So when I talk to God, I thank Him for the time
I wish that I could go to church, but I m too ashamed of me
I hate the fact it takes a bottle to get me on my knees
And I hope He ll forgive the things you ain t forgot
When I get drunk, and talk to God
Oh when I get drunk, and talk to God
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