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I dusted off my Bible today. Read the words and read yeah, every word He said. He talked about forgiveness and a better way. I raised my hands above my head and I said Touchdown Jesus. Touchdown J
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Bài hát How I'Ll Always Be - Tim McGraw. I'm a little more beer bottle beer joint than a fancy bar. I'm a little more sitting up high on the road than a little car. I'm a little more bust ya back
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That girl, she's a party all-nighter,. A little "Funky Cold Medina," little "Strawberry Wine"-er,. That girl, she's a love gunslinger, neon jägerbomb country-okie singer. That girl, she's a walk on
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Bài hát Angry All The Time - Tim McGraw. Here we are. What is left of a husband and a wife. With four good kids who have a way of gettin on with their lifes. Well, I'm not old,but I'm gettin a whole
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Bài hát Lookin' For That Girl - Tim McGraw. That girl, she's a party, all nighter. Little Funky Cold Medina. Little Strawberry Winer. That girl, she's a love gun slinger. Neon Yager bomb country-okee
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Bài hát Better Than I Used to Be - Tim McGraw. I know how to hold a grudge. I can send a bridge up in smoke. And I can't count the people I've let down, the hearts I've broke. You ain't gotta dig too
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Mary was the first of three . Long black hair and sugar sweet . Daddy's eyes and Momma's crooked smile . She was barely seventeen . Got a job keepin' dishes clean . Planned to stay in this city for a
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Bài hát She's My Kind Of Rain - Tim McGraw. She's my kind of rain. Like love in a drunken sky. She's confetti falling. Down all night. She sits quietly there. Black water in a jar. Says, Baby why are
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Bài hát Diamond Rings And Old Barstools - Tim McGraw. Diamond rings and old barstools. One's for queens and one's for fools. One's the future and one's the past. One's forever and one won't last
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This rock we're rolling on. Is like a circus ride that don't last long. Round and round we go and then we're gone. We waste time chasing ghosts. And overlook the things that matter most. We get s
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We were sittin' round the supper table and the buzz of the frigidaire. Was the only sound 'til momma laid down, a book she found upstairs. It was covered in dust in the back of the closet,. Goodwil
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Song City Lights - Tim McGraw . She was like a brand new song on an old guitar. Supernova in a Mason's jar,. Every boy in town wanted to show her around. And as the dirt road Finch cuts the king
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All the girls want to love the way I drink my drink. The way I sing, the way I sing. All the boys gonna love the way you wear your jeans. You do that thing, you do that thing Hitting me like a lase