Oversættelse: Kevin Fowler. Øl, Bait, og ammunition.
up and I'm feelin' good Well just down the road there was a place called Bubba's Man, he's got the goods And the sign said beer, bait, and ammo, yeah
about a quarter to two Oh you said that you'd be leavin' If you didn't start seein' A change in me really soon You said it's gettin' really old And that
the fool before But girl that's ever known me, has gone and left me lonely And I kept comin' back for more Cuz I'm hellbent for a heartache I keep fallin' over and
a word Stood silent through it all I'd be a lonely man If these old walls could talk This old house of ours It's made of stone but it's built on sand And
ss And I j ust got a letter from the fo lks at the I.R. S. The bi lls are piled high and the gr ass needs mowin? Think I?ll ju mp in my truck and just
time you should be changin' With your head in the sand it's hard to tell Just what he's trying to do Half truths and all his lies And them half-baked
Your Thoughts By Kevin Fowler Some folks put a price on everything Cause nothin' in life comes for free Well love don't cost money, just hard work and
said a word Stood silent through it all I'd be a lonely man If these old walls could talk This old house of ours It's made of stone But it's built on sand And
?s got this poor boy on the run Oh, I swear she?s got horns and a tail A pitchfork and a book of spells Speak of the devil here she comes, and here I
s gone from Fort Worth to Abilene And every roadhouse in-between She?s as hot as cakes on a griddle That girl goes wild when the bow hits the fiddle She loves to swing and