Lee Matthews - Mirror On The Wall

The Girl for You - olivia douglas

Pretend

I'm Gonna Find A Way - jimmy buckley

Michael English - Joey on the Fiddle

You said you’d quit drinkin’, I’ll believe it when I see
You said that you’d fix the fence, but it’s still leanin’ on me
You said you’d take me dancin’, but we stayed home instead
Guess I’ll keep on dreamin’, while you talk me half to death

If you say so, honey, I’ll play along
If you say so, darlin’, I’ll sing your song
You got a silver tongue, but the truth don’t show
Yeah, I’ll nod my head, if you say so

You promised me a mansion, white fences, and a dog
But I’m sittin’ in this trailer, starin’ at the fog
You said we’d see the world, Paris lights and Rome
Funny how your big plans never leave this home

If you say so, honey, I’ll play along
If you say so, darlin’, I’ll sing your song
You got a silver tongue, but the truth don’t show
Yeah, I’ll nod my head, if you say so

Someday maybe you’ll surprise me
Trade those stories in for gold
But until then I’ll keep smilin’
At the same old lies you told

If you say so, honey, I’ll play along
If you say so, darlin’, I’ll sing your song
You can paint the sky red, turn the moon to snow
And I’ll believe it all… if you say so

Yankee Doodle - If You Say So

Back on Track

She ain’t no cover girl, but she’s the queen of my world,
Got a beer gut hangin’ out of that old Lynyrd Skynyrd shirt.
She’s got a couple teeth missin’, but that don’t stop her kissin’,
And when she cusses out the TV, Lord, I swear my heart still flirts.
She’s rough, she’s rowdy, she’s wild as a rodeo,
Got whiskey on her breath and mud between her toes.
A little bit crazy, yeah, a little bit mean,
But she’s my shotgun-ridin’, Bud Light-sippin’ redneck queen.
Ain’t nothin’ finer in this whole wide world—
Yeah, damn, that’s my sweet country girl.
Her hair’s a mess, her boots are scuffed, she don’t care too much for style,
But put her in a honky-tonk, and she’ll outdrink any guy.
She’s got a mouth like my old truck, dirty but reliable,
And when she starts to flirtin’, man, it’s downright undeniable.
She’s rough, she’s rowdy, she’s wild as a rodeo,
Got whiskey on her breath and mud between her toes.
A little bit crazy, yeah, a little bit mean,
But she’s my shotgun-ridin’, Bud Light-sippin’ redneck queen.
Ain’t nothin’ finer in this whole wide world—
Yeah, damn, that’s my sweet country girl.
Some folks don’t get it, they shake their heads and laugh,
But they don’t see what I see when she’s sittin’ on my lap.
Yeah, she might be a handful, she might be a wreck,
But I’d take her over any debutante in a fancy dress.
She’s rough, she’s rowdy, she’s wild as a rodeo,
Got whiskey on her breath and mud between her toes.
A little bit crazy, yeah, a little bit mean,
But she’s my shotgun-ridin’, Bud Light-sippin’ redneck queen.
Ain’t nothin’ finer in this whole wide world—
Yeah, damn, that’s my sweet country girl.
Ain’t nothin’ finer in this whole wide world—
Yeah, damn, that’s my sweet country girl.
So pour another round, let’s raise ‘em up high,
To the crazy country girls that steal our hearts at first sight.
They might not be perfect, but buddy, they’re real,
And that’s what makes ‘em the best damn deal.
That's my Sweet Country Girl!

Where The Ref Was Kicked

Richie Kavanagh