Angels & Outlaws Vol. 1 lyrics

Let Your Love Flow
Bellamy Brothers

There's a reason
for the sunshine day,
There's a reason
why I'm feelin' so high.
Must be the season
When that love light shines all around us.
So let that feeling
grad you deep inside
and send you reeling
where your love can't hide
and then go stealing
throught the summer nights
with your lover.
Just let your love flow
like a mountain stream

Redneck girl likes to cruise in daddy's pickup truck,
And a redneck girl plays hard when she's down on her luck,
Living for Friday afternoon,
She's gonna show one ol' boy that weekend moon.

And I pray that someday I will find me a redneck girl
A redneck girl likes to stay out all night long
She makes sweet rock and roll while she listens to the country songs

What you need is a sugar daddy
Diamond rings and a brand new caddy
Little things to help a girla make trough
What you need are satin pilows
Rivers flowin' down like willows
What you need is me to love you

You are the kind of a woman
That likes to be on her own
It's simple
Those times you need a man on that, love
You like the finer things
All my money can buy
I like the way your body sings

We like boots and saddles
We love girls and guitars
We let romance and passion
Turn our heads and rule our homes
Old bandanas and blue jeans
Campfires burnin' like stars
It's a song about all the things
We live and what we are.

Dancin' cowboys, singin' horses
Gypsy music, ringin' voices
Dancin' cowboys, singin' horses
Gypsy music, songs about love.

We got home in our hearts babe

I know the reasons why you're not here with me
But I told you I'd survive if you ever had to leave.
But in the light of day, I tend to do okay.
But when the night takes hold, I think of you.

And I go crazy from the heart.
I reach out to touch you,
But you're nowhere in the dark.
My mind knows why we're apart.
But I go crazy,
Crazy from the heart.

I was walking down Broadway
New York, New York
Tony Llama boots and a Stetson hat
Proud to be a country boy
Just send a message for me
Pasta man on the road
He said, "You gotta get the rhythm of the islands
And help me carry my load.

Chorus:
You've got to get into reggae, cowboy
Shuffle them boots on the street
Get into reggae cowboy
Feel that reggae beat, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Pine trees grow so tall in the bright sunshine
A young boy steals his daddy's fishin' line
An alligator lays on the banks of a riverbed
And if you didn't know any better you'd swear he's dead.

Chorus:
Now these are a few things I'm in love with
A small part of the reason I go back
To Carolina, Mississsippi, Florida, gorgeous Georgia