The song "Memory Lane" is a poignant ballad that reflects the heartache of longing for a loved one who is no longer present. Through vivid imagery and tender lyrics, it takes listeners on a journey through solitude, cherished memories, and the bittersweet comfort of dreams. The recurring theme of "Memory Lane" captures both the beauty and sorrow of holding on to love that exists only in memories.
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Memory Lane

Most of it was Texas!
M. Shelton

[Verse 1]
Took a little road trip, they said, “ it’ll be fun”  
I headed down south.  One truck, and a couple buds
Crossed the Lone Star state line, ten miles in, stopped at a watering hole
There was a band onstage playing ol George Strait and, I saw a yellow rose
She was a Redhead cutie dancing by the bar. But her jealous ex-bo wasn't on my radar

[CHORUS 1]
It ain’t my fault. I’m in trouble with the law
Yeah, sure, I got caught.
I couldn’t resist her southern drawl
If you really wanna know where to place the blame, I tell ya, I been framed
Maybe I was reckless,
Most of it was Texas. 

[Verse 2]
Sitting in the courthouse, attorney said, “we’ll soon be done.
No need to worry, I know the judge. I’ll get ya out of here son"
I stood up when I heard “all rise”, I could not believe my eyes
Sitting up there on the bench, was a nametag, guess what it said
That good ol judge had the same last name, as that good ol boy I punched in the face…And I said...

[CHORUS 2]
It ain’t my fault, I’m in trouble with the law
Yeah, sure, I got caught. 
He swung first, everybody saw
If you really wanna know where to place the blame, I tell ya, I been framed
Maybe I was reckless,
Most of it was Texas!!

[Guitar and fiddle instrumental solo]

[BRIDGE]
Now that good ol girl from way back when, visits me in jail and dances again...

[CHORUS 3]
It ain’t my fault! I liked something that I saw
Yeah, sure I got caught, my little red head was worth it all
some of it, a lot of it, most of it was Texas
some of it, a lot of it, most of it…was Texas!! (TEXAS!!)

Most of it was Texas!

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Common Ground

I need to try to find a way
To break these chains that bind me
To wash my worries down the drain
To leave these pains behind me
I just need some time to pray
By His grace He guides me
He walks right beside me
In His wings He hides me

Chorus 
He’s the lion and the lamb
The Messiah, the Great I Am
He slayed a giant -- by a shepherd's hand
I think I can’t -- He says I can.

Feel like a white rat in a maze
Oh, please lead and guide me
Keep comin’ back to the same ol’ place
Oh, please stay beside me
No one will say it to my face
So, friend, please remind me
Can’t go where He won’t find me
He can break these chains that bind me

Chorus 
Cuz He’s the lion and the lamb
The Messiah, the Great I Am
He slayed a giant -- by a shepherd's hand
I think I can’t -- He says I can

Break these chains that bind me
Leave these pains behind me
So, friend, please remind me
Can’t go where He won’t find me
He walks right beside me
His Spirit leads and guides me
In His wings, He hides me

Chorus
He’s the lion and the lamb
The Messiah, the Great I Am
He slayed a giant -- by a shepherd's hand
I think I can’t -- He says I can

Outro
He’s the lion and the lamb
The Messiah, the Great I Am
He slayed a giant -- by a shepherd's hand
I think I can’t -- He says I can

He Says I Can

Time to get up from your nappin'
Somethin' drastic's 'bout to happen
So grab the hand of the Captain n hold on tight
Gonna go from bad to worse, before it's set to right

Prophecy's bein' fulfilled
Right before our eyes
Keep an eye on Israel
And Palestine

Chorus
Seek His kingdom first
And don't believe the serpent's lies
Gonna go from bad to worse
Before it's set to right

Get set for war, drought and famine
Somethin' drastic's 'bout to happen
So grab the hand of the Captain n hold on tight
Gonna go from bad to worse, before it's set to right

Prophecy's bein' fulfilled
Right before our eyes
Keep an eye on Israel
And Palestine

Chorus
Seek His kingdom first
And don't believe the serpent's lies
Gonna go from bad to worse
Before it's set to right

Better keep your eyes on the prize
Prophecy's bein' fulfilled
Right before our eyes
Keep an eye on Israel
And Palestine

Outro
So seek His kingdom first
Only those who stay true will survive
Gonna go from bad to worse
Before it's set to right

Gonna go from bad to worse
Before it's set to right

Before It's Set to Right

I need to try to find a way
To break these chains that bind me
To wash my worries down the drain
To leave these pains behind me
I just need some time to pray
By His grace He guides me
He walks right beside me
In His wings He hides me

Chorus 1
He’s the lion and the lamb
The Messiah, the Great I Am
He’s the one who understands
I think I can’t -- He says I can.
Instrumental break

Feel like a white rat in a maze
Oh, please lead and guide me
Keep comin’ back to the same ol’ place
Oh, please stay beside me
No one will say it to my face
So, friend, please remind me
Can’t go where He won’t find me
He can break these chains that bind me

Chorus 2
Cuz He’s the lion and the lamb
The Messiah, the Great I Am
He’s takes me to the Promised Land
I think I can’t -- He says I can

Break these chains that bind me
Leave these pains behind me
So, friend, please remind me
Can’t go where He won’t find me
He walks right beside me
His Spirit leads and guides me
In His wings, He hides me

Chorus 2
He’s the lion and the lamb
The Messiah, the Great I Am
He’s takes me to the Promised Land
I think I can’t -- He says I can

Chorus 3
He’s the lion and the lamb
The Messiah, the Great I Am
He slayed a giant -- by a shepherd's hand
I think I can’t -- He says I can

Lion and the Lamb

Time to get up from your nappin'
Somethin' drastic's 'bout to happen
So grab the hand of the Captain n hold on tight
Gonna go from bad to worse, before it's set to right

Prophecy's bein' fulfilled
Right before our eyes
Keep an eye on Israel
And Palestine

Seek His kingdom first
Don't buy into the serpent's lies
Gonna go from bad to worse
Before it's set to right

Get set for war, drought and famine
Somethin' drastic's 'bout to happen
So grab the hand of the Captain n hold on tight
Gonna go from bad to worse, before it's set to right

Prophecy's bein' fulfilled
Right before our eyes
Keep an eye on Israel
And Palestine

Seek His kingdom first
Don't buy into the serpent's lies
Gonna go from bad to worse
Before it's set to right
Better keep your eyes on the prize
Prophecy's bein' fulfilled
Right before our eyes
Keep an eye on Israel
And Palestine

So seek His kingdom first
Only those who stay true will survive
Gonna go from bad to worse
Before it's set to right

Gonna go from bad to worse
Before it's set to right

Bad to Worse

I Can

I recognized you from our talks on Zoom
I walked up to you from across the room
You were hanging with your posse
Thought I heard you singin' softly

Are you Sofie? I shyly asked
How do you know me?
From that online class.
You showed me your empty glass

Perhaps we've talked at the gym?
No, I'd have remembered if we had
Somethin' sweet, with salt on the rim
A strawberry margarita -- perhaps?

Chorus
I said you look prettier in person
Tryin' to be witty, I wasn't flirtin'
I said I can barely hear you over the band
You asked if I was sober enough -- to dance

SO WE HIT THE DANCE FLOOR AND EXPLODED
LIKE TWO SHOTGUNS, LOCKED AND LOADED
I WAS TRYING TO KEEP UP WITH YOUR MOVES
FELT LIKE A GEEK, TRYIN' TO GET IN THE GROOVE

Pretty soon we were so hot, we had to take a break
I thought we oughtta take a walk, down by the lake
Got a couple stops to make, then yeah, that'd be great

My heart was beatin' fast and my head was buzzin'
We talked n laughed, said I don't do much clubbin'
Finally we relaxed over coffee and a muffin
By the time we got back, we were huffin' n puffin'

You looked up at me with those deer in the headlight eyes
Like you got a box of crackerjacks, and I was the prize

Chorus
I said you look prettier in person
Thought that was fitting, but I wasn't certain
I said I can barely hear you over the band
You asked if I was sober enough -- to dance

WE HIT THE DANCE FLOOR AND EXPLODED
LIKE TWO SHOTGUNS, LOCKED N LOADED
STILL TRYIN' TO KEEP UP WITH YOUR MOVES
HEAD SPINNIN', BEGINNIN' TO FEEL THE GROOVE

You looked up at me with those deer in the headlight eyes
Like you got a box of crackerjacks, and I was the prize

Chorus
I said you look prettier in person
Tried to be witty, but it wasn't workin'
I said "I can barely hear you over the band."
You asked if I was sober enough -- to dance

WE HIT THE DANCE FLOOR, CAUGHT THE BEAT AND RODE IT
I MUST'VE PASSED THE TEST, CUZ WITH YOUR FEET, YOU VOTED
YOU WERE TRYING TO MATCH MY SPIDERY MOVES
HEAD WAS SPINNIN', I WAS FINALLY IN THE GROOVE
YEAH, AND YOU WERE GETTIN' IN THE MOOD

I said you look prettier in person
Tryin' to be witty, it was finally workin'
I said "I can barely hear you over the band."
I'm just glad I was sober enough to dance
Glad I was sober enough to dance
Sober enough to dance

Sober Enough to Dance

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Sober Enough to Dance

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