Hillbilly Deluxe lyrics

Ain't it funny the turns life puts you through
Don't know what's 'round the bend
Man, you don't know where it's leading you
Close your eyes, say a prayer, take it on the chin
It's the longest night, it comes back again.

Baby, I thought that love was over and gone forever
Never gonna come back to me
Never gonna hold me again
But your love's pouncing my heart like thunder

Old man Wrigley lived in that white house
Down the street where I grew up
Momma used to send me over with things
We struck a freindship up
I spent a few long summers out on his old porch swing.

Says he was in the war when in the navy
Lost his wife, lost his baby
Broke down and asked him one time
How ya keep from going crazy
He said I'll see my wife and son in just a little while

Since you've gone, my heart said something's wrong.
How long can this keep goin' on?
I'm still blue over losin' you.
What else am I gonna do?

I'm buildin' bridges straight to your heart,
An' all of this distance won't keep us apart,
Won't keep us apart.

Talk to me, talk to me about sympathy.
Don't leave me beggin' on my knees.
Since you've gone, my heart says something's wrong.

Theres a picture of us in Baha, California
Eating fish, tacos and drinking cold, cold beer
And man we had the time of our lives
Yes, that was a very good year.

Drove all the way up the coast of California
All the way up to 1

Up in the backwoods down in the holler
Ole boys feeling like a dog on a coller
Keepin' that chain pulled tight
Waiting on Saturday night
Put on the smell good
Put on Skynyrd
Head into town like a Nascar winner
Cruisin' back and forth to the Tasty Freeze
Everywhere you look all you see is.

Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick up trucks
Big timing in a small town
Stirring it up right about sundown

Not that long ago
Seems like yesterday
We were caught up in love
We were swept away
Seems like over night
From out of the blue
Something went wrong
Between me and you.

Oh, I'll move on
I'll be strong
Do what I have to do
No matter where you are
You'll always have my heart
I may never get over you.

The hopeless dreams, insanity
I'm just a fool with a fantacy
I close my eyes
I feel your touch

I'm a cold one down at the end of the day
A little sundown buzz and more on the way
I wash a week's worth of dust off my old truck
While Bobby Earl runs home to get dressed up.

Here comes Clifford, gotta forty in a brown bag
In his pointed steel boots and a hat band rebel flag
He's got an Eastwood grin and a too early swagger
Hollerin' turn off that rap boys, and play me some Hagger.

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When your headlights cut across my wall
Yeah, I thought it might be you
Looking for a place to fall
Talking sweet and thinking small
Seeking out convenient arms
Yeah, and resting for a while
Someone to keep you safe and warm
While you ride out your latest storm, oh.

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My heart's not a hotel
You can check in and out of
It's not a temporary shelter
It's a home for someone's love

You ain't been thinkin' this through now have ya?
The last thing you need is
The thing that you keep coming back to
The memories still fresh in your mind
The way that you lost with it all on the line
More than you could justify
But she gives you that look and you just gotta try.

One more roll of the dice
Maybe just one more shot in the dark
One more chance that your luck might change

(Ronnie Dunn & Terry McBride)

Yes, she blew through the door like TNT
Put her hand on her hip, pointed a finger at me
Said, ''I'm a whiskey drinkin', cowboy chasin', helluva time
I like Kenny, Keith, Allan and Patsy Cline
I'm a full grown queen bee lookin' for honey
Ha-ooh-hoo, aw, play somethin' country.''

Yeah, the band took a break
The DJ played P. Diddy
She said, 'I didn't come here to hear

Looking at her phone desk tappin' her feet
The kind of girl your mama likes to meet
A sunday school dress buttoned up tight
When the weekend comes she's like a red taillight.

She likes to get outta town
Yeah, she likes to get outta town
She's got a little red ragtop she just bought
Just forty-five minutes from her two days off
She's watching the clock just countin' it down

Oh, off across the room
She sits alone
Pretty as a picture
Sadder than a sad song.

Well, I'll do what it takes
Try whatever works
I can't just sit here
And watch her hurt.

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While she sorts out
Why Mister Right did her wrong
Give her one more drink
And a few more songs
In the barroom haze
All alone she sits
Oh, she's about as lonely
As I'm gonna let her get.

Oh sittin' lonely at the bar

Whiskey Do My Talkin'

I'm not some come on strong romeo cowboy, no I'm not that type
Without a little help I probably have two left feet
But you're not gonna let that happen tonight
Turn up that jukebox, set me at the bar
I promise her the moon, you throw in the stars.

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Whiskey do my talkin'
Say all the things I can't
Here's to you my hundred proof friend
Go on and do your thing