Montgomery Gentry

[ti:The Big Revival] [ar:Montgomery Gentry] [al:Back When I Knew It All] [00:-2.00]Montgomery Gentry - The Big Revival [00:-1.00] [00:00.00]Lyrics by Kevin Boul @ LK歌词组 Country分队 [00:02.00] [01:02.69]Get ready for the big revival, [01:07.24]c'mon eve

Lazy summer sundown Front porch of this old house Lighting bugs in a mason jar There's a four-lane coming through They break down at the end of june The county's takin half my yard It don't matter too much anyway In the scheme of things I still get m

[ti:Long Line Of Losers] [ar:Montgomery Gentry] [al:Back When I Knew It All] [00:-2.00]Montgomery Gentry - Long Line Of Losers [00:-1.00] [00:00.00]Lyrics by Kevin Boul @ LK歌词组 Country分队 [00:20.00] [00:21.04]Granddaddy was Irish Cherokee [00:24.28]Ra

This ain't no temporary, typical, tearful good-bye, uh uh uh This ain't no breakin' up and wakin' up and makin' up one more time, uh uh uh This is gone (gone) gone (gone) gone (gone) gone Gone like a freight-train, gone like yesterday Gone like a sol

-＝ Montgomery Gentry < Roll with Me >＝- Wake up in the morning Get to living my life Making sure that Im all that I can be Went to church on Sunday There was a moment that came I swear it was like the Lord spoke right to me So now I'm slowing it dow

It's me again With this whiskey on my breath again I'm ashamed about the shape I'm in And how bad I feel Damn these tears Damn this habit that I've had for years I'm tryin' hard to make it disappear I swear I will So, don't lose faith in me I know I

There's a story that my daddy tells religiously Like clockwork every time he sees an opening In a conversation about the way things used to be Well I'd just roll my eyes and make a be -line for the door But I'd always wind up starry-eyed, cross-legge

I met her down in Tampa Bay Spring break '88 She came in to hear my band play And man we were on that night Twin guitars and 20-minute jams "Tush", "Cocaine", and "Sweet Home Alabam" I knew I had her in the palm of my hand Wh

They like ice cold beer and smokeless tobacco And dancin' on a Saturday night Church on Sunday mornin' and talkin' to Jesus There's some that say that that ain't right I know for certain that nobody's perfect And they don't pretend to be I like those