That's When I'll Believe That You're Gone lyrics - Craig Morgan

[Verse]
I still get up
And make enough Coffee for two
And everyday when I pray
I still thank God for you

Even though my friends all tell me
That you're long gone
I'm gonna keep hanging on
To you

[Chorus]
When my heart ain't hurting
And I've got you off my mind
When I know that I can make it
Through one day without trying

And I've convinced myself
That I am really all alone
Baby thats when I'll believe
That your gone

[Verse]
Here I am
Makin plans for forever
Me and you what to do
We've done everything together

My imaginations
Workin overtime
The pain has mdae me blind
To the truth

[Chorus]

Bridge
On my own terms
In my own time
Soon enough I'll admit
That you're no longer mine

[Chorus]

I'm Country lyrics - Craig Morgan

There's a plasic stretched across a broken window pane.
You gotta dodge the pots an' pans on the floor when it rains.
There's a ten-point buck on my livin' room wall:
A squirrel and two ducks are hangin' in the hall.
That hole in my yard is a barbecue pit:
A couple times a year, we'll throw a hog in it.
There's a four-wheel drive parked in my driveway:
I'm a proud and active member of the NRA.

Hey, I'm country: I was born and raised in it.
I'm country, that's my kind of livin'.
White beans, collard greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplin's.
Well, I get up every mornin' when the rooster crows:
I stay out some nights until the cows come home.
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin', cow-tippin',
Hay-balin', pea-pickin' country.

Well, there's my Mama in the rockin' chair by my screen door:
The red, white, and blue hangs off of my front porch.
There's my darlin' in the garden pickin' black eyed peas:
Kids are bouncin' up and down on the trampoline.
My truck cost less than my champion 'coon dog:
My neck is painted red, by the Grace of God.
My kids say: "Please, Sir, Thank you and Ma'am."
I ain't what I ain't, but I am what I am.

Hey, I'm country: I was born and raised in it.
I'm country, that's my kind of livin'.
White beans, collard greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplin's.
I get up every mornin' when the rooster crows:
I stay out some nights until the cows come home.
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin', cow-tippin',
Hay-balin', pea-pickin' country.

Yeah, I get up every mornin' when the rooster crows:
I stay out some nights until the cows come home.
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin', cow-tippin',
Hay-balin', pea-pickin' country.

Yeah, I'm a-dog runnin', deer huntin', fish catchin', cow tippin',
Corn-pickin', cider-sippin', fight-startin', kid-raisin',
Wife-lovin', gun-totin', hay-balin', pea-pickin' country.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.

Yeah, I guarantee you, I'm country.
I ain't scared to be country neither.

Lotta Man (In That Little Boy) lyrics - Craig Morgan

His life is that blue bike, ball glove an' fishin' pole,
Tree-house, BB gun and band aid covered knees.
He does good deliverin' papers,
An' cuttin' grass for the neighbours,
Except for Widow Wilson: he cuts hers for free.
His little hands do a lot for a kid his age,
He puts one-tenth of his hard earned money,
In the offering plate each Sunday by his own choice.
There's a lotta man in that little boy.

Weekdays, he tries to sleep late:
Weekends, he's up at daybreak.
Him an' Roy wadin' in Cotton Creek.
That dog was like his brother:
You'd seen one, you'd see the other.
Cut one an' both of them would bleed.
Tires screamed, but that ol' truck couldn't stop.
There's the tree that he buried him under;
He made a cross from scraps of lumber,
An' on it carved: "God Bless ol' Roy."
There's a lotta man in that little boy.

There's a house, down where he goes fishin':
He told his Mom: "Those kids got nothin',
"And I don't need all these toys."
There's a lotta man.
(There's a lotta man. There's a lotta man.)
In that little boy

If You Like That lyrics - Craig Morgan

My car broke down on our first date;
We missed the movie an' we never ate;
It was freezin' cold an' the heater broke.
I apologized: you kissed me goodnight,
An said: "It couldn't have been any better."
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.

If you like that ring you saw in the window,
In the jewellery store down town.
If you like tuxedos an' white satin dresses,
Maybe you better sit down.
If you like driftin' off to soft pillow talk,
An wakin' up together,
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.

If you like livin' on a rural route,
Fixin' up an' old farmhouse.
Hugs with your coffee and your good mornin's with a kiss
If you like startin' a fire on a cold winter's night,
An' makin' dreams come true together:
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.

If you like that movie we saw last September:
The one you cried half way through.
If you liked that scene where he got down on one knee,
Girl, have I got somethin' for you.
If you like love like wine that grows sweeter with time,
An' keeps gettin' better an' better,
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.

If you like love like wine that grows sweeter with time,
An' keeps gettin' better an' better,
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.
Girl, if you like that, you're gonna love forever.

Ain't The Way I Wanna Go Out lyrics - Craig Morgan

Ol' Jimmy, a real hard worker, loadin' trucks at the Feed and Save.
Well-liked, a really nice fella: that's why it's hard to believe.
One day, two counties over, he got caught with another man's wife.
Shots fired, smoke cleared: her husband took Jimmy's life.
In an instant, all the good stuff he'd ever done was all gone.
Now everybody just remembers the one thing that he did wrong.

You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye,
It can all turn around.
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years,
Without 20 seconds from right now,
That ain't the way that I wanna go out.

Rob Jenkins, sittin' on the back pew: head bowed an' his eyes closed.
Preacher talkin' 'bout gettin' to Heaven, said: "Brother would you like to go?"
White knuckles holdin' his Hymnal, while the choir sang Amazing Grace.
He stands up, full of conviction: turns 'round an' runs out of that place.
Off in his truck, says to himself: "Next Sunday, I'm a-gonna get saved."
Runs a red light, hit broadside an' next Sunday is way too late.

You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye,
It can all turn around.
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years,
Without 20 seconds from right now,
That ain't the way that I wanna go out.

I'm gonna do right, an' make sure I ask forgiveness before I go:
I'm gonna take time, 'cause it's a fine line,
Between here an' "You never know."

You can have it all an' in the twinklin' of an eye,
It can all turn around.
If I live to roam this earth another hundred years,
Without 20 seconds from right now,
That ain't the way that I wanna go out.
That ain't the way that I wanna go out.
No I don't wanna go out.

Redneck Yacht Club lyrics - Craig Morgan

Im meetin' my buddies out on the lake
We're headed out to a special place we love
That just a few folks know
Theres no signin' up and no monthly dues
Take your Johnson, your Mercury, or your Evinrude and fire it up
And meet us out at party cove
Come on in the waters fine
Just idle on over and toss us a line

Bass trackers, bayliners, and a party barge
Strung together like a floatin' trailer park
Anchored out and gettin' loud all summer long!
Side by side there's five houseboat front porches
Astro turf, lawn chairs, and tiki torches
Regular joes rockin the boat, that's us!

The Redneck Yacht Club

Bermudas flip flops and a tank top tan
he popped his first top at ten A.M. thats Bob
he's our president
we're checkin' out the girls on the upper deck
rubbin in the 15 spf its hot
everybody jumpin' in
later on when the sun goes down
well pull out the jar and that ol' guitar
and pass them around!

Bass trackers, bayliners, and a party barge
strung together like a floatin' trailer park
anchored out and gettin' loud all summer long!
side to side there's five houseboat frontporches
astro turf, lawn chairs, and tiki torches
regular joes rockin' the boat, that's us!

The Redneck Yacht Club

when the partys over and we're all alone we'll be makin' waves in a no wake zone!

Bass trackers, bayliners, and a party barge
strung together like a floatin' trailer park
anchored out and gettin' loud all summer long!
side by side there's five houseboat front porches
astro turf, lawn chairs, and tiki torches
regular joes rockin' the boat, thats us!

The Redneck Yacht Club

The Redneck Yacht Club

The Redneck Yacht Club

Rain For The Roses lyrics - Craig Morgan

It's ninety eight in the shade
Mr. Rose is rolling hay
Eighty acres down and ten to go
Clouds are building in the south
He knows times a running out
And there goes that tractor's radiator hose

There ain't no tricks in his straw hat
He walks a quarter mile back
Ms. Rose hears him slam that old screen door
What he sees as wasted time
Is a blessing in disguise
Oh he's cussing what she's been praying for

The day turned dark as night
And in her eyes he saw the light
He hadn't taken the time to notice
From heaven it poured down
On that little old farm house
Lord knows what to do when love needs time for growing
He sends rain for the Roses

She pulled down the window blinds
Even though the sun wadn't shining
The rain tapped out a love song on that old tin roof
Wrapped up in the covers
They held on to eachother
Like new lovers on their honeymoon

The day turned dark as night
And in her eyes he saw the light
He hadn't taken the time to notice
From heaven it poured down
On that little old farm house
Lord knows what to do when love needs time for growing
He sends rain for the Roses

Lord knows what to do when love needs time for growing
He sends rain (backup)
The lord sends rain
For the Roses

Blame Me lyrics - Craig Morgan

She's pony-tailed an' she's halter topped:
Her bumper-sticker says: "I hate hip-hop."
With a southern drawl, she says: "Howdy, y'all,"
And her hands ain't afraid of dirt.
He's proud of his old truck:
He spray painted over dents and rust.
The motor smokes, it's got four bald tires,
But the radio works.
Raised on the Good Book and our country songs,
Ridin' down back roads an' singin' along:

So blame me for the way they are,
Their love of the fiddle and the steel guitar.
Blame me for their cowboy hats,
Roper boots, Wrangler jeans, and rifle racks.
If you wanna point a finger at somebody,
For the way they believe,
Blame me.

They were kids when Hag and me came to town:
All eyes and ears: look at 'em now.
Center stage on the Grand Ole Opry,
On a Saturday night.
Sing of fishin' and the Lord above,
Fallin' in and out of love.
From Aunt Bea to Uncle Sam,
And that American Pie.
From big cities to the little towns
Were hard-core country inside and out.

So blame me for the way they are,
Their love of the fiddle and the steel guitar.
Blame me for their cowboy hats,
Roper boots, Wrangler jeans, and rifle racks.
If you wanna point a finger at somebody,
For the way they believe,
Blame me.

Blame me for the way they are,
Their love of the fiddle and the steel guitar.
Blame me for their cowboy hats,
Roper boots, Wrangler jeans, and rifle racks.
If you wanna point a finger at somebody,
For the way they believe,
Blame me.
Blame me.
Blame me, yeah.

Cowboy And Clown lyrics - Craig Morgan

As he climbed in the chute, the crowd held it's breath:
He was seconds from glory or moments from death.
They knew with this bull, it could go either way.
He said: "Let her go boys." and prayed

He hung on for eight but he couldn't get loose:
That's when a clown they call Crazy came to his rescue.
When the dust finally settled, they both walked away.
Yeah, they became best of friends that day.

The cowboy an' clown, close as two brothers.
Chips up or down, they could count on each other.
Buckles an' beers, winnin' an' losin':
Laughter an' tears, broken hearts an' bruises.
They lived for the next final round:
The cowboy an' clown.

From Denver to Dallas, to the Calgary Stampede:
They took all those towns, an' a few in between.
But it ended one night, in a West Texas town:
The bulls either got faster, or ol' Crazy slowed down.

Five hundred pick-ups, lights on, drivin' slow.
A tent on the hill at the end of the road.
When the last Bible closed, one cowboy stood.
He said: "Let her go boys" and prayed

The cowboy an' clown, close as two brothers.
Chips up or down, they could count on each other.
Buckles an' beers, winnin' an' losin':
Laughter an' tears, broken hearts an' bruises.
They lived for the next final round:
The cowboy an' clown.

In My Neighborhood lyrics - Craig Morgan

If you see a pickup truck with a plastic coon dog mounted on the hood
If you pass a trailer with a concrete donkey in the yard and tires up on the roof
And if you see a woman in a moo-moo reading Tarot cards and palms down by the road
That's how you know, that's how you know, you're in my neighborhood

In my neighborhood there's nothing ordinary bout the regular folk
In my neighborhood we make our own wine outta berries we grow
A word to the wise when they turn out the lights it's a free for all ya'll every Saturday night
But everybody treats everybody the way they should
In my neighborhood

When the wind is just right you can tell they're making paper at the mill on Champion Lane
When Mabel Johnson goes to frying rocky mountain oysters you can smell em' from a mile away
You might hear the church bells playing Sweet Home Alabame cause the preacher loves rock and roll
That's how you know, that's how you know, you're in my neighborhood

In my neighborhood there's nothing ordinary bout the regular folk
In my neighborhood we make our own wine outta berries we grow
A word to the wise when they turn out the lights it's a free for all ya'll every Saturday night
But everybody treats everybody the way they should
In my neighborhood

In my neighborhood there's nothing ordinary bout the regular folk
In my neighborhood we make our own wine outta berries we grow
A word to the wise when they turn out the lights it's a free for all ya'll every Saturday night
But everybody treats everybody the way they should
In my neighborhood

In my neighborhood

"I Love It" (2003)

I Love It lyrics - Craig David

Here she comes two hours late
but that girls always worth the wait
yea and I love it
She's got a tiny shirt on wrong side out
she makes left to center seem right somehow
oooooh and I love it
She's got a way of being nonchalant
Kinda quirky, everything I'm not

[Chorus]
She's so un-ordinary
so unpredictable, its scary
and I think I've got more than what I bargained for
but I keep coming back for more of it
cuz I love it

She's got two tattoos
one's on her back
and I ain't sayin where the other ones at
yea but I love it
She don't own a dress
but she's a beauty queen
takes glamor shots in cut off jeans
and I love it
But if there's one thing that I love the most
its how she does exactly what I think she won't

[Chorus (x2)]

Almost Home lyrics - Craig David

He had plastic bags wrapped 'round his shoes
He was covered with the evening news
Had a pair of old wool socks on his hands
The bank sign was flashing 5 below
It was freezing rain and spittin' snow
He was curled up behind some garbage cans
I was afraid that he was dead
I gave him a gentle shake
When he opened up his eyes
I said, "Old man are you ok?"

He said,"I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree
I was runnin' from some honey bees
Drip dryin' in the summer breeze
After jumpin' into Calico creek
I was walkin' down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man I wish you'd just left me alone
'Cause I was almost home"

He said "I was just comin' round the barn
'Bout the time you grabbed my arm
When I heard Momma holler, "Son hurry up"
I was close enough for my old nose
To smell fresh cobbler on the stove
And I saw daddy loadin' up the truck
Cane poles on the tailgate
Bobbers blowin' in the wind
Since July of '55
That's as close as I've been"

He said,"I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree
I was runnin' from some honey bees
Drip dryin' in the summer breeze
After jumpin' into Calico creek
I was walkin' down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man I wish you'd just left me alone
'Cause I was almost home"

I said,"Old man you're gonna freeze to death
Let me drive you to the mission"
He said,"Boy if you'd left me alone
Right now I'd be fishin'"

He said,"I just climbed out of a cottonwood tree
I was runnin' from some honey bees
Drip dryin' in the summer breeze
After jumpin' into Calico creek
I was walkin' down an old dirt road
Past a field of hay that had just been mowed
Man I wish you'd just left me alone
'Cause I was almost home"

Man I wish you'd just left me alone
Cause I was almost home (almost home)

Man I wish you'd just left me alone
I was almost home

Look At Us lyrics - Craig David

Found an old box in the bottom of the closet
'Neath the bowling ball bag full of magazines
Had a school sweater with a ring in the pocket
From my first cigar - man did I turn green
Hey honey come look at what I just found
This old picture of us when the carnival came to town

[Chorus:]
I was Superman, Tarzan
Thought I was a star in a rock 'n roll band
You were Lois Lane, Lady Jane
I wasn't very good
But you were the biggest fan of the man
That you're mamma warned you not to trust
Baby look at us

There's that bracelet I made you at your homecoming party
Bought a six-pack of Bud just to get the tabs
Took you home and you worely proudly
But I got in trouble when you showed your dad
Here's a speaker from the Dickson Drive-In show
What movie was playing we never did know

[Chorus:]
I was Superman, Tarzan
Thought I was a star in a rock 'n roll band
You were Lois Lane, Lady Jane
I wasn't very good
But you were the biggest fan of the man
That you're mamma warned you not to trust
Baby look at us

In The Dream lyrics - Craig David

Eight years old wearing his daddy's hard hat
He grabbed the water hose
Says he saw the fireman do it like that
His wagon was his ladder truck
He pulled it around, and at the top of his lungs
He'd make a fire engine sound

In The Dream
He is more than just a hero
More than anything he ever wanted to be
In The Dream
There's a world that lasts forever
And life is so much better than it seems
Close your eyes you can be anything
In The Dream

Fumbling through the attic
She found her mother's old wedding dress
She said someday she'd wear it
And wouldn't mama be impressed
She can just about imagine what everyone would say
When her knight in shining armor comes to carry her away

In The Dream
She's as pretty as a picture
More than anything she ever wanted to be
In The Dream
There's a world that lasts forever
And life is so much better than it seems
Close your eyes you can be anything
In The Dream

On the one side of the isle
Sits all her family
On the other side are all his friends from Engine 53
When she looks at him
I wonder if he knows
To her he's still the boy she met 20 years ago

In The Dream
He's more than just a hero
She pretty as a picture
Like they wanted to be
In The Dream
There's a world that lasts forever
And life is so much better than it seems
Close your eyes you can be anything
Close your eyes you can be anything
In The Dream