1.Ain't Going Down (Til The Sun Comes Up)
By Kent Blazy, Kim Williams & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1993 by Sophie's Choice Music/Cross Keys Pub. Co., Inc./Major Bob Music Co., Inc./No Fences Music (BMI/ASCAP)
Six o'clock on Friday evening
Mama doesn't know she's leaving
'Til she hears the screen door slamming
Rubber squealin', gears a-jamming
Local country station
Just a-blarin' on the radio
Pick him up at seven and they're headin' to the rodeo
Mama's on the front porch screamin' out her warning
Girl you'd better get your red head
Back in bed before the morning
Nine o'clock the show is ending
But the fun is just beginning
She knows he's anticipating
But she's gonna keep him waiting
Grab a bite to eat
And then they're headed to the honky tonk
But loud crowds and line dancing
Just ain't what they really want
Drive out to the boondocks and park down by the creek
And where it's George Strait 'til real late
And dancing cheek to cheek
Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up
Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough
Going 'round the world in a pick-up truck
Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up
Ten 'til twelve is wine and dancing
Midnight starts the hard romancing
One o'clock that truck is rocking
Two is comin' still no stopping
Break to check the clock at three
They're right on where they want to be
And four o'clock they get up and going
Five o'clock that rooster's crowing
Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up
Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough
Going 'round the world in a pick-up truck
Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up
Six o'clock on Saturday
Her folks don't know he's on his way
The stalls are clean the horses fed
They say she's grounded 'til she's dead
And here she comes around the bend
Slowing down she's jumping in
Hey mom your daughter's gone
And there they go again
Ain't going down 'til the sun comes up
Ain't givin' in 'til they get enough
Going 'round the world in a pick-up truck
Ain't goin' down 'til the sun comes up
2.Friends In Low Places
By Dewayne Blackwell & Earl Bud Lee
Copyright ®1990 by Careers Music, Inc./Music Ridge Music, Inc. (BMI/ASCAP)
Blame it all on my roots
I showed up in boots
And ruined your black tie affair
The last one to know
The last one to show
I was the last one
You thought you'd see there
And I saw the surprise
And the fear in his eyes
When I took his glass of champagne
And I toasted you
Said, honey, we may be through
But you'll never hear me complain
'Cause I got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be ok
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places
Well, I guess I was wrong
I just don't belong
But then, I've been there before
Everything's all right
Think I'll just say goodnight
And I'll show myself to the door
Hey, I didn't mean
To cause a big scene
Just give me an hour and then
Well, I'll be as high
As that ivory tower
That you're livin' in
'Cause I got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be ok
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places
I got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be ok
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places
I got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be ok
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places
I got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be ok..........
3.Callin' Baton Rouge
By Dennis Linde
Copyright ®1978 by Combine Music Corp. (BMI)
I spent last night in the arms
Of a girl in Louisiana
And though I'm out on the highway
My thoughts are still with her
Such a strange combination of a woman and a child
Such a strange situation stoppin' every hundred miles
Callin' Baton Rouge
A replay of last night's events
Roll through my mind
Except a scene or two
Erased my sweet red wine
And I see a truck stop sign ahead
So I change lanes
I need a cup of coffee
And a couple dollar's change
Callin' Baton Rouge
Operator won't you put me on through
I gotta send my love down to Baton Rouge
Hurry up won't you put her on the line
I gotta talk to the girl just one more time
Hello Samantha dear, I hope you're feelin' fine
And it won't be long until I'm with you all the time
But until then I'll spend my money up
Right down to my last dime
Callin' Baton Rouge
Operator won't you put me on through
I gotta send my love down to Baton Rouge
Hurry up won't you put her on the line
I gotta talk to the girl just one more time
Callin' Baton Rouge
Sweet Baton Rouge
My Baton Rouge
4.The River
By Victoria Shaw & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1991 by Gary Morris Music/Major Bob Music Co., Inc./Mid-Summer Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
You know a dream is like a river
Ever changin' as it flows
And a dreamer's just a vessel
That must follow where it goes
Trying to learn from what's behind you
And never knowing what's in store
Makes each day a constant battle
Just to stay between the shores...and
I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Too many times we stand aside
And let the waters slip away
'Til what we put off 'til tomorrow
Has now become today
So don't you sit upon the shoreline
And say you're satisfied
Choose to chance the rapids
And dare to dance the tide...yes
I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
And there's bound to be rough waters
And I know I'll take some falls
But with the good Lord as my captain
I can make it through them all...yes
I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind
These waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination
If I never try
So I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
Yes, I will sail my vessel
'Til the river runs dry
'Til the river runs dry
5.Much Too Young (To Feel This Damn Old)
By Randy Taylor & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1988 by Major Bob Music Co. Inc.-(ASCAP)
This ol' highway's getting longer
Seems there ain't no end in sight
To sleep would be best, but I just can't afford to rest
I've got to ride in Denver tomorrow night
I called the house by no one answered
For the last few weeks no one's been home
I guess she's through with me, to tell the truth I just can't see
What's kept the woman holding on this long
And the white line's getting longer and the saddles's getting cold
I'm much too young to feel this damn old
All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole
I'm much too young to feel this damn old
The competition's getting younger
Tougher broncs, you know I can't recall
A worn out tape of Chris LeDoux, lonely women and bad booze
Seem to be the only friends I've left at all
And the white line's getting longer and the saddles's getting cold
I'm much too young to feel this damn old
All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole
I'm much too young to feel this damn old
Lord, I'm much too young to feel this damn old
6.The Thunder Rolls
by Pat Alger & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1988 by Bait and Beer Music/Forerunner Music, Inc./Major Bob Music Co., Inc. (ASCAP)
Three thirty in the morning
Not a soul in sight
The city's lookin' like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the winshield
There's a storm moving in
He's headin' back from somewhere
That he never should have been
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
Every light is burnin'
In a house across town
She's pacin' by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown
Askin' for a miracle
Hopin' she's not right
Prayin' it's the weather
That's kept him out all night
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
She's waitin' by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he's alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
7.American Honky-Tonk Bar Association
By Bryan Kennedy & Jim Rushing
Copyright ®1993 by EMI April Music Inc./The Old Professor's Music (ASCAP)
If your paycheck depends on
The weather and the clock
If your conversation calls for
A little more than a coffee pot
If you need to pour your heart out
And try to rectify some situation
That you're facin'
Contact your American Honky-Tonk Bar Association
When Uncle Sam dips in your pockets
For most things you don't mind
But when your dollar goes to all of those
Standing in a welfare line
Rejoice you have a voice
If you're concerned about the destination
Of this great nation
It's called the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association
It represents the hardhat
Gunrack, achin'-back
Over-taxed, flag-wavin', fun-lovin' crowd
Their heart is in the music
And they love to play it aloud
There's no forms or no applications
There's no red tape administrations
It's the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association
We're all one big family
Throughout the cities and the towns
We don't reach for handouts
We reach for those who are down
And every local chapter has a seven day a week
Available consultation
For your frustration
It's called an American Honky-Tonk Bar Association
It represents the hardhat
Gunrack, achin'-back
Over-taxed, flag-wavin', fun-lovin' crowd
Their heart is in the music
And they love to play it aloud
There's no forms or no applications
There's no red tape administrations
It's the American Honky-Tonk Bar Association
Go join your American Honky-Tonk Bar Association
8.If Tomorrow Never Comes
By Kent Blazy & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1988 by Evanlee Music/Major Bob Music Co. Inc.-(ASCAP)
Sometimes late at night
I lie awake and watch her sleeping
She's lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
And the thought crosses my mind
If I never wake up in the morning
Would she ever doubt the way I feel
About her in my heart
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face this world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
'Cause I lost loved ones in my life
Who never knew how much I loved them
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them never were revealed
So I made a promise to myself
To say each day how much she means to me
And avoid that circumstance
Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face this world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
So tell that someone that you love
Just what you're thinking of
If tomorrow never comes
9.Unanswered Prayers
By Pat Alger, Larry B. Bastian & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1989 by Bait and Beer Music/Forerunner Music, Inc./Major Bob Music Co./ Inc./Mid-Summer Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
Just the other night at a hometown football game
My wife and I ran into my old high school flame
And as I introduced them the past came back to me
And I couldn't help but think of the way things used to be
She was the one that I'd wanted for all times
And each night I'd spend prayin' that God would make her mine
And if he's only grant me this wish I wished back then
I'd never ask for anything again
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talking to the man upstairs
That just because He doesn't answer doesn't mean He don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers
She wasn't quite the angel that I remembered in my dreams
And I could tell that time had changed me
In her eyes too it seemed
We tried to talk about the old days
There wasn't much we could recall
I guess the Lord knows what He's doin' after all
And as she walked away I looked at my wife
And then and there I thanked the Good Lord
For the gifts in my life
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers
Remember when you're talking to the man upstairs
That just because He doesn't answer doesn't mean He don't care
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered...
Some of God's greatest gifts are all too often unanswered
Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers
10.Standing Outside The Fire
By Jenny Yates & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1993 by Criterion Music Corp./Excudilla Music/Major Bob Music Co. Inc./No Fences Music (ASCAP)
We call them cool
Those hearts that have no scars to show
The ones that never do let go
And risk the tables being turned
We call them fools
Who have to dance within the flame
Who chance the sorrow and the shame
That always come with getting burned
But you've got to be tough when consumed by desire
'Cause it's not enough just to stand outside the fire
We call them strong
Those who can face this world alone
Who seem to get by on their own
Those who will never take the fall
We call them weak
Who are unable to resist
The slightest chance love might exist
And for that forsake it all
They're so hell bent on giving, walking a wire
Convinced it's not living if you stand outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried it is merely survived
If you're standing outside the fire
There's this love that is burning
Deep in my soul
Constantly yearning to get out of control
Wanting to fly higher and higher
I can't abide standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried it is merely survived
If you're standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried it is merely survived
If you're standing outside the fire
11.Rodeo
By Larry Bastian
Coyright ®1991 by Rio Bravo Music, Inc. (BMI)
His eyes are cold and restless
His wounds have almost healed
And she'd give half of Texas
Just to change the way he feels
She knows his loves in Tulsa
And she knows he's conna go
Well, it ain't no woman, flesh and blood
It's that damned old rodeo
Well, it's bulls and blood
It's dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing Rodeo
She does her best to hold him
When his love comes to call
But his need for it controls the man
And her back's against the wall
And it's "So long girl, I'll see you"
When it's time for him to go
You know the woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his rodeo
Well, it's bulls and blood
It's dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing Rodeo
It'll drive a cowboy crazy
It'll drive the man insane
And he'll sell off everything he owns
Just to pay to play her game
And a broken home and some broken bones
Is all he'll have to show
For all the years that he spent chasin'
This dream they call Rodeo
Well, it's bulls and blood
It's dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing Rodeo
It's the broncs and the blood
It's the steers and the mud
And they call the thing Rodeo
12.What She's Doing Now
By Pat Alger & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1990 by Bait & Beer Music/Forerunner Music, Inc./Major Bob Music Co., Inc./Mid-summer Music, Inc.(ASCAP)
Last time I saw her it was turnin' colder
But that was years ago
Last I heard she had moved to Boulder
But where she's now, I don't know
But there's somethin' 'bout this time of year
That spins my head around
Takes me back, makes me wounder
What's she doin' now
'Cause what she's doin' now is tearin' me apart
Fillin' up my mind and emtying my heart
I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
And I wonder if she knows-what she's doin' now
Just for laughs, I dialed her old number
But no one knew her name
hung up the phone, sat there and wondered
If she'd ever done the same
I took a walk in the evenin' wind
To clear my head somehow
But tonight I lie here thinkin'
What she's doin' now
'Cause what she's doin' now is tearin' me apart
Fillin' up my mind and emtying my heart
I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
And I wonder if she knows-
That what she's doin' now is tearin' me apart
Fillin' up my mind and emtying my heart
I can hear her call each time the cold wind blows
And I wonder if she knows-what she's doin' now
13.We Shall Be Free
By Stephanie Davis & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1992 by Major Bob Music Co., Inc./No Fences Music (ASCAP) EMI Blackwood Music Inc./Beartooth Music (BMI)
This ain't comin' from no prophet
Just an ordinary man
When I close my eyes I see
The way this world shall be
When we all walk hand in hand
When the last child cries for a crust of bread
When the last man dies for just words that he said
When there's shelter over the poorest head
We shall be free
When the last thing we notice is the color of skin
And the first thing we look for is the beauty within
When the skies and the oceans are clean again
Then we shall be free
We shall be free
We shall be free
Stand straight, walk proud
'Cause we shall be free
When we're free to love anyone we choose
When this world's big enough for all different views
When we all can worship from our own kind of pew
Then we shall be free
We shall be free
We shall be free
Have a little faith
Hold out
'Cause we shall be free
And when money talks for the very last time
And nobody walks a step behind
When there's only one race and that's mankind
Then we shall be free
We shall be free
We shall be free
Stand straight, walk proud, have a little faith, hold out
We shall be free
We shall be free
We shall be free
Stand straight, have a little faith
We shall be free
We shall be free
We shall be free
14.Papa Loved Mama
By Kim Williams & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1991 by Cross Keys Publishing Co., Inc./Major Bob Music Co., Inc. (ASCAP)
Papa drove a truck nearly all his life
You know it drove mama crazy being a trucker's wife
The part she couldn't handle was the being alone
I guess she needed more to hold than just a telephone
Papa called Mama each and every night
Just to ask her how he was and if us kids were alright
Mama would wait for that call to come in
But when Daddy'd hang up she was gone again
Mama was a looker
Lord, how she shined
Papa was a good'n
But the jealous kind
Papa loved Mama
Mama loved men
Mama's in the graveyard
Papa's in the pen
Well, it was bound to happen and one night it did
Papa came home and it was just us kids
He had a dozen roses and a bottle of wine
If he was lookin' to surprise us, he was doin' fine
I heard him cry for Mama up and down the hall
Then I heard a bottle break against the bedroom wall
That old diesel engine made an eerie sound
When Papa fired it up and headed into town
Well, the picture in the paper showed the scene real well
Papa's rig was buried in the local motel
The desk clerk said he saw it all real clear
He never hit the brakes and he was shifting gears
Mama was a looker
Lord, how she shined
Papa was a good'n
But the jealous kind
Papa loved Mama
Mama loved men
Mama's in the graveyard
Papa's in the pen
15.Shameless
By Billy Joel
Copyright ®1989 by Joel Songs (BMI)
Well, I'm shameless when it comes to loving you
I'll do anything you want me to
I'll do anything at all
And I'm standing here for all the world to see
Oh baby that's what's left of me
Don't have very far to fall
You know now I'm not a man who's ever been
Insecure about the world I've been living in
I don't break easy, I have my pride
But if you need to be satisfied
I'm shameless, oh honey, I don't have a prayer
Every time I see you standin' there
I go down upon my knees
And I'm changing, swore I'd never compromise
Oh, but you convinced me otherwise
I'll do anything you please
You see in all my life I've never found
What I couldn't resist, what I couldn't turn down
I could walk away from anyone I ever knew
But I can't walk away from you
I have never let anything have this much control over me
I work too hard to call my life my own
And I've made myself a world and it's worked so perfectly
But it's your world now, I can't refuse
I've never had so much to lose
Oh, I'm shameless
You know it should be easy for a man who's strong
To say he's sorry or admit when he's wrong
I've never lost anything I ever missed
But I've never been in love like this
It's out of my hands
I'm shameless, I don't have the power now
I don't want it anyhow
So I got to let it go
Oh I'm shameless, shameless as a man can be
You can make a total fool of me
I just wanted you to know
Oh, I'm shameless, I just wanted you to know
Oh, I'm shameless, Oh, I'm down on my knees....
Shameless
16.Two Of A Kind, Workin' On A Full House
By Bobby Boyd, Warren Dale Haynes, Dennis Robbins
Copyright ®1987 by Muhlenberg Music, Inc./Corey Rock Music/Wee B. Music, Inc./Okie Cody Music (BMI/ASCAP)
Yea, she's my lady luck
Hey, I'm her wild card man
Together we're buldin' up a real hot hand
We live out in the country
Hey, she's my little queen of the south
Yea, we're two of a kind
Workin' on a full house
She wakes me every morning
With a smile and a kiss
Her strong country lovin' is hard to resist
She's my easy lovin' woman
I'm her hard-workin' man no doubt
Yea, we're two of a kind
Workin' on a full house
Yea, a pickup truck is her limosine
And her favorite dress is her faded blue jeans
She loves me tender when the goin' gets tough
Sometimes we fight just so we can make up
Lord I need that little woman
Like the crops need the rain
She's my honeycomb and I'm her sugar cane
We really fit together
If you know what I'm talkin' about
Yea, we're two of a kind
Workin' on a full house
This time I found a keeper, I made up my mind
Lord the perfect combination is her heart and mine
The sky's the limit, no hill is too steep
We're playin' for fun, but we're playin' for keeps
So draw the curtains, honey
Turn the lights down low
We'll find some country music on the radio
I'm yours and you're mine
Hey that's what it's all about
Yea, we're two of a kind
Workin' on a full house
Lordy, mama, we'll be two of a kind
Workin' on a full house
17.That Summer
By Pat Algar, Sandy Mahl & Garth Brooks
Copyright ®1992 by Major Bob Music Co., Inc./No Fences Music/Bait & Beer Music/Forerunner Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
I went to work for her that summer
A teenage kid so far from home
She was a lonely widow woman
Hell bent to make it on her own
We were a thousand miles from nowhere
Wheat fields as far as I could see
Both needin' somethin' from each other
Not knowin' yet what that might be
'Till she came to me one evening
Hot cup of coffee and a smile
In a dress that I was certain
She hadn't worn in quite a while
There was a difference in her laughter
There was a softness in her eyes
And on the air there was a hunger
Even a boy could recognize
She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightnin' from the skies
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in her lover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burnin' bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burnin' both ends of the night
That summer wind was all around us
Nothin' between us but the night
And when I told her that I'd never
She softly whispered that's alright
And then I watched her hands of leather
Turn to velvet in a touch
There's never been another summer
When I have ever learned so much
We had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightnin' from the skies
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in each other's eyes
We had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burnin' bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burnin' both ends of the night
I often think about that summer
The sweat the moonlight and the lace
And I have rarely held another
When I haven't seen her face
And everytime I pass a wheat field
Watch it dancin' with the wind
Although I know it isn't real
I just can't help but feel
She had a need to feel the thunder
To chase the lightnin' from the skies
To watch a storm with all its wonder
Raging in her lover's eyes
She had to ride the heat of passion
Like a comet burnin' bright
Rushing headlong in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burnin' both ends of the night
Rushing headlong in the wind
Out where only dreams have been
Burnin' both ends of the night
18.The Dance
By Tony Arata
Copyright ®1989 by Morganactive Music.Pookie Boy Music-(ASCAP)
Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance
Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I a king
But if I'd only known how the King would fall
Hey whose to say you know I might have chanced it all
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance
Yes my life is better left to chance
I could have missed the pain but I'd of had to miss the dance