What I Do lyrics

She's burnin' the honky tonks down
Burnin' the honky tonks down
Smoke's been rising all over town
She's burnin' the honky tonks down.

She's burnin' the honky tonks down
She caught me runnin' around
She was dancin' in the ashes
When they caught her with them matches
She's burnin' the honky tonks down.

Well she's burnin' the honky tonks down
I tried but I could not put them out

Well, I made a miss of my life
Each time I went left,
I should've gone right
And love's no exception to this rule
'Cause I turned around and I lost you
Now I'm feeling lonesome and blue
Just the way I'd expect to.

But there's something that I could use
To help me deal with this abuse
If French fries were fat free
And you still loved me.
If French fries were fat free
And you still loved me.

If love was river
And I was a drowning man
Would you get in the water
Would you lend me a hand
If love was river
Would sit on the land.

If love was a mountain
High above this town
Would you climb to the top
Would you never look down
If love was a mountain
Would go around.

Love may only knock
So many times upon your door
And Heaven only knows
If it'll come back anymore.

If love was firefly

(Erin Enderlin, Brent Baxter)

You left your bible on the dresser
So I put it in the drawer
'Cause I can't seem to talk to God
Without yelling anymore.
When I sit at your piano,
I can almost here those hymns
The keys are just collecting dust
But I can't close the lid.

You left my heart as empty
As a Monday morning church
It used to be so full of faith
And now it only hurts.

I need some sunshine on my face
To help me dry my eyes
I need a blue sky overhead
So I can clear my mind.

Maybe a soft breeze on my back
To make me feel at ease
Anything more than what I've got
On this rainy day in June.

It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June.

Yesterday morning I woke up
On the wrong side of the bed

I just took your picture off the table
And I just took your picture off the wall
I Hide from you anywhere I'm able
But there's one place I can't hide from you at all.

Chorus:
Tennessee, you don't make the whiskey
California, you don't make the wine
And Mexico, you don't make tequila
Strong enough to get her off my mind.

Memories seem to know just where to find me

(Written by Dennis Linde)

The mechanic raised up from under my hood
He shook his head and said, ''This ain't good
Your timin' belt's done, shrunk one size too small
Those spark plug wires are a little too long
And your main prodsponder's nearly gone
Your injector ports are stripped and that ain't all.''

''The torque converter's runnin' low on torque
And that water pump's nearly down a quart

Starting over again is a bit like dancing
You just need someone to lead and take it slow
So lay your head on my shoulder
Let me hold you close, that's it
There you go.

There you go, you're doing fine
Take each day like a step, one at a time
Put one foot in front of the other
And the next thing you know
That's it
There you go.

Every day is like a new beginning

(Tim Johnson) [Live]

I've been a waiter, a roofer, a clerk
I've shoveled manure till my pride hurt.
When you're starting out, it's all part of the work
To do what I do.

I've been evicted for not making rent
Made my Daddy wonder where my good sense went.
For the price of a dream, my years have been spent
To do what I do.

So I stand here tonight with this six string guitar

(Written by Alan Jackson)

Smiles in the morning as warm as sunshine
Kisses when I lay down at night
And two loving arms to console me
I should be scared it's so right
But too much of a good thing, is a good thing
Feelings like this can't be wrong
And too much of a good thing, is a good thing
And we've got a good thing going on.

You look in my eyes and see my thinkin

Well, I heard that you've been wondering
How I'm getting along
I guess that you think I can't make it
With you gone.

I don't want you to worry
Don't lose you any sleep
But a man called long distance this morning
Said they're thinking about putting me.

On the cover of the USA Today
Story of heartbreaking pain
Picture of the loneliest man they claim
In the USA today.

The kiss was colder than I remember
When we first said hello
I guess the flame's now a little lower
I can feel you letting go.

You know the paint dries a little darker
Then when you first put it on
I guess your love's like some old cheap and magic marker
Sit forever now it's gone.

But you don't have to paint me a picture
You don't have to say things at all
You don't have to paint me a picture