Lyrics:
But when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you
But when you think Tim McGraw
I hope you think my favorite song
The one we danced to all night long
The moon like a spotlight on the lake
When you
But in the end they got me back you see
They all took a dip and spit on me
Well, they pinned me down on the auction block
And took my Skoal away
McGraw
We're all a little redneck underneath it all
So ride bareback ya fuck the saddle
I just spilled beer on my favorite flannel
Be sure to stop me if I
Blake Shelton, Tim McGraw, show me love
Trace Adkins, Pitbull, Luke Bryan, throw 'em up
Now where my country girls at? With their Daisy Daisy Dukes
Nashville bound
by
John Malayter
I’m Nashville bound I’m hitting the road today nothings gonna stop me, lord I’m on my way
Riding in
give it in
You stole the wages of sin
Got to be in it to win
[Chorus]
Nine lives, nine times to die
I've been bitten once - Tim McGraw
But I
give it in
You stole the wages of sin
Got to be in it to win
[Chorus]
Nine lives, nine times to die
I've been bitten once - Tim McGraw
But I
have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will. Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp
not sayin I'm as good as Garth Brooks
And, I don't have Tim Mcgraw's looks
But I get better as the night goes on
Always singing my country songs
So fill
with some jeans, now I'm drippin' in sauce
Yeah I'm drippin' in Sawse
Drip too clean, that's my Cowboy Sawse
Drip too mean, that's my Cowboy Sawse
Drip
Parody of "Where the Green Grass Grows" by Tim McGraw (Jess Leary/Craig Wiseman), Song Matters Inc. (ASCAP)/Leary's Tavern Music (ASCAP)/Daddy Rabbit
ain’t surprised
When we mix me with some you
Girl every time
When you rock my Tim McGraw T-shirt like you’re trying to drive me crazy
Yelling that cover
and a sundress
Loves Tim McGraw and a small town accent
Ain't no way that me and this truck made her fall in love
Jack makes good whiskey but God makes the good
of trouble
Double crossed by the law so theres nobody to run to
Yeah, its just me and my sawed off shotgun
Outlaw, call him Leather Face
Im headed for
cussin'
Locked in youth homes at 6 with glocks bussin'
I grew up with not ballers, who got dollars
Shot callers with guns and Rotwillers
[Bizarre:]
By any
that'll destroy ya
Boots on
Strapped in
Hat tilted forward where tha light bend(Wrist)
Shades lookin' sweet wit tha light tint
Cocaine cowboy call me
with some jeans, now I'm drippin' in sauce
Yeah I'm drippin' in Sawse
Drip too clean, that's my Cowboy Sawse
Drip too mean, that's my Cowboy Sawse
Drip
some jeans, now I'm drippin' in sauce
Yeah I'm drippin' in Sawse
Drip too clean, that's my Cowboy Sawse
Drip too mean, that's my Cowboy Sawse
Drip too
with some jeans, now I'm drippin' in sauce
Yeah I'm drippin' in Sawse
Drip too clean, that's my Cowboy Sawse
Drip too mean, that's my Cowboy Sawse
Drip
head, uh huh
That's what they said
People say it's impossible, not probable, too radical
But I already been on the CMA's
Hell Tim McGraw said he liked
head, uh huh
That's what they said
People say it's impossible, not probable, too radical
But I already been on the CMA's
Hell Tim McGraw said he liked
lips ...
Cowboy lips are all right, all right by me
Strap me on a pair of lips and I'll leave you be
High in the saddle, my Chapstick in hand
bones
I ain't no Bryan Adams, I ain't Tim McGraw
But I live like I'm dying singing straight for the heart Deep inside this is me
I feel alive....It's all
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