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OH THE DRAMA...
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go bobcats all the way and keep the maroon and gold on high. fight on for every play until you hear that bobcat *smack* battle cry. we're gunna cheer for our team today until the whole world knows our name. there's no doubt about it, we're gunna shout it, bobcats will win this game!!!
 
mardi, juin 15, 2004
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Artist/Band: Paisley Brad
Lyrics for Song: Whiskey Lullaby
Lyrics for Album: Mud On The Tires
(John Randall/Bill Anderson)

She put him out like the burning end of a midnight cigarette.
She broke his heart: He spent his whole life trying to forget.
We watched him drink his pain away, a little at a time,
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind,
Until the night:
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger.
And finally drank away her memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger,
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees.
We found him with his face down in the pillow,
With a note that said: "I'll love her till I die."
And when we buried him beneath the willow,
The angels sang a whiskey lullabye.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la,
La la la la la la la.

The room was full but nobody knew how much she blamed herself.
For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath.
She finally drank her pain away, a little at a time,
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind.

Until the night:
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger.
And finally drank away his memory.
Life is short, but this time it was bigger,
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees.
We found her with her face down in the pillow,
Clinging to his picture for dear life.
We laid her next to him beneath the willow,
While the angels sang a whiskey lullabye.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la,
La la la la la la la.

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.

La la la la la la la,
La la la la la la la.

5:50 PM

 
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