If You're Gonna Play In Texas (You Gotta Have a Fiddle In the Band) - Alabama

I'll bet I can describe The man you're gonna fall in love with He's all the things I'll never be To you I know he's all in my mind The man you're gonna fall in love with But he's real enough to steal your heart No matter what I do The man you're gonna fall in love with After you leave me He'll love you strong He'll love you sweet The man you're gonna fall in love with He'll bave the money in the bank And wash the dishes, too I keep comparing myself To the man you're gonna fall in love with But I know I'll never measure up To half the man he'll be for you I know it's premature But I hate that bastard Whoever he is And I'll hate him more When you're his

If your gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough When you get knocked down you gotta get back up, I ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer but I know enough, to know, If your gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough I lit my brain with Rot-Gut whiskey 'Till all my pain was chicken fried And I had dudes with badges frisk me Teach me how to swallow pride I took advice no fool would take I got some habits I can't shake I ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I know enough to know If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough When you get knocked down, you gotta get back up That's the way it is in life and love If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough I've been up and down and down and out I've been left and right and wrong Well I've walked the walk and I've run my mouth I've been on the short end for too long But if they gave medals for honky tonk wars Hell, I'd keep mine in my chest of drawers With my IRS bills and divorce papers and all that stuff If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough When you get knocked down, you gotta get back up I ain't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I know enough to know If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough If you're gonna be dumb you gotta be tough

You're climbing mountains, I'm on a hill You're always running, and I'm standing still You live for the moment, no future, no past I may be a fool to love by the rules and want it to last If you ever (if you ever) have forever in mind I'll be here and easy to find If your heart (if your heart) isn't ready to lay down with mine If you ever (if you ever) have forever (have forever) in mind Music has ended, still you wanna dance I know that feeling, I can't take the chance You live for the moment, no future, no past I may be a fool to love by the rules, I want it to last If you ever (if you ever) have forever in mind I'll be here and easy to find If your heart isn't ready to lay down with mine If you ever have (if you ever) forever in mind

Gray, quiet and tired and mean Picking at a worried seam I try to make you mad at me Over the phone Red eyes and fire and signs I'm taken by a nursery rhyme I wanna make a ray of sunshine And never leave home No amount of coffee No amount of crying, no amount of whiskey No amount of wine, no, no, no, no, no Nothing else will do I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you The road gets cold, there's no spring In the meadow this year And I'm the new chicken clucking open hearts and ears Oh, such a primadonna, sorry for myself But green, it is also summer, and I won't be warm 'Til I'm lying in your arms No amount of coffee, no amount of crying No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine No, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you I see it all through a telescope Guitar, suitcase, and a warm coat Lying in the back of the blue boat Humming a tune, mm... No amount of coffee, no amount of crying No amount of whiskey, no wine No, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do I've gotta have you, I've gotta have- No amount of coffee, no amount of crying No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine No, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you I've gotta have you I've gotta have you I've gotta have you