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There's a fork in the road on my way home. But temptation awaits, wine, a women and a song. Lord my will breaks, where that road bends. And tonight I took a turn for the worse again Left was home a
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Makes Me Wonder. Artist Kenny Chesney. Stepped off the airplane but I saw your face. It''s been forever but it don''t feel that way. Your hand took my hand like it knew what to do. Girl it''s so easy
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Man, I could use a Pina Colada. Little bit of sun on my skin. A hammock, a book. Never gonna look back. Once my feet hit the sand. I've had it up to here with this rat race. Need a smile on my f
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Walking along beneath the lights of that miracle mile. Me and Mary making our way into the night. You can hear the cries from the carnival rides. The pin-ball bells and the skee-ball slides. Watch
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People always said that hindsight's twenty-twenty. And when it comes to mistakes in love, girl, I've got plenty. But the one that sticks out the most in my mind. Is the night I left you standing on
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Well I drank 'til I stumbled. And I drank 'til I fell. When the drunk part was over it hurt me like hell. And I know about drinkin'. So I know one thing's true. Being drunk's a lot like lovin' yo
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tiThe Boys Of Fall. arKenny Chesney. al. 00-2. 00Kenny Chesney - The Boys Of Fall. 00-1. 00. When I feel that chill, smell that fresh cut grass. I'm back in my helmet, cleats and shoulder pads. Standi
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He was selling an old guitar and I bought it. I saw her smiling picture in his wallet. He said "I call her 'baby' but her Christian name is Charlotte". . She spends her days downtown hooked up to
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She was aware of her insecurities as she took the stage. She was convinced if she got up there. That she would be discovered someday. So she belted it, she hit the high notes fearlessly. Oh she me
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tiSpirit Of A Storm. arKenny Chesney. alThat Lucky Old Sun. 00-2. 00Kenny Chesney - Spirit Of A Storm. 00-1. 00. There's a spirit of a storm in my soul. A restlessness that I can't seem to tame. Thund
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tiOut Last Night. arKenny Chesney. alGreatest Hits II. 00-2. 00Kenny Chesney - Out Last Night. 00-1. 00. We went out last night. Like we swore we wouldn't do. Drank too much beer last night. A lot mor
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There's so many things I didn't say. And even though it may be too late. I want you to know, I still love you so Every car I meet looks like your car. Every movie I see you play the leading part.
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Stressed out, running late, racing down the interstate. Spilled hot coffee down the front of my jeans. It's work, work, pay the rent, money and my time's spent. Not a minute left for me to be me Be
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There's so many things I didn't say. And even though it may be too late. I want you to know, I still love you so Every car I meet looks like your car. Every movie I see you play the leading part.
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We had a dog named Bocephus livin in the front yard. He liked sleeping out on top of the car. He drank beer out of the mason jar. And he climb up on everyone in bed A white frame house in a college
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So damn easy to say that life's so hard. Everybody's got their share of battle scars. As for me, I'd like to thank my lucky stars. That I'm alive and well. It'd be easy to add up all the pain. An
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Your spirit will live here forever. The sea will echo your gypsy soul. You will always bring us together, this much I know. Oh, your smile was as big as this island. You could drown in your eyes o
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Saw him sittin on a sidewalk in Fresno. Braided hair and a tye-dyed t-shirt on. Talkin to himself about Vietnam. About the tour he did and the deal he got. He said this world ain't the same if you
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I Remember. Artist Kenny Chesney. I'm sittin here alone . Thoughts of you run wild. I'm longin for your touch . Haunted by your smile. No use in tryin to erase . No one could ever take your place
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El Cerrito Place. Artist Kenny Chesney. Well I''ve been hangin'' around this place. I''ve been lookin'' through your space. I''ve been waitin'' for you,. I''ve been waitin'' for you. All the places
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A Saturday downpour carved out rivers in the sand. She said it was her first time to see the sea. Helping her climb across those jetty rocks. Was the first time I touched her hand. The rain and th
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I've been a fool for love, ever since. I was a baby, just a rockin' in the cradle. As a rule I was the kind who. Laid his feelings upfront on the table Gave my world so many times. Just to see the
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In a little town down south. There's little plow board house. With a wolf outside the door. And in the bedroom there's a light. It's been staying on all night. For at least a month or more. The
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tii go back. arkenny chesney. alwhen the sun goes down. offset500. Artist Kenny Chesney. Album When The Sun Goes Down. Song I Go Back. "Jack and Diane" painted a picture of my life and my dreams
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tiNo Where To Go, No Where To Be. arKenny Chesney. alThat Lucky Old Sun. 00-2. 00Kenny Chesney - No Where To Go, No Where To Be. 00-1. 00. Like an empty bottle washed up by the waves,. Like an old sco
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She hit the door 655. Sack full of groceries split down the side. Canned goods scattered all the way to the curb. Look on her face saying don't say a word. So, it's me and her and a can of beans.
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A Lot Of Things Different. Artist Kenny Chesney. I’d spent a lot more time out. in the pouring rain without an umbrella. Covering my head. And I stood up to that bully when. he pushed and called me
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ti. ar. al. Artist/Band Chesney Kenny. Lyrics for Song In a Small Town. Lyrics for Album The Road and the Radio. Well I’ve been lost in this town. Even though I know my way around. Didn’t take me long
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Welcome To The Fishbowl. Artist Kenny Chesney. You see me and I see you. Can''t hide nothin'' ''cause it''s all see through. Don''t be fool enough to tell a lie. Satellites watching up in the sky
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Well, in the town where I was raised. The clock ticks and the cattle graze. Time passed with amazing grace. Back where I come from You could lie on a riverbank. Or paint your name on a water tank.
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Well, I was thinkin' 'bout parking the other night. We was out on a back road. Me and my lady was just gettin' right. All systems on overload Radio blasting in the front seat. Turnin' out the musi
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His old man was a rebel yeller, bad boy to the bone. He'd say, "Can't trust a colored feller". He'd judge 'em by the tone of their skin. He was raised to think like his dad, narrow minded full of h
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