Keith Anderson

Artist:keith anderson Songs Title:wrap around You should see her every morning In my faded flannel shirt Wearing her big bear slippers She's so sexy that it hurts And when I take her to the city You should see her turning heads They've never seen not

I've changed the presets in my truck so those old songs don't sneak up they still find me and remind me yeah you come back that easy try restaurants I've never been to order new things off the menu that I never tried cause you didn't like two drinks

Well, mama was exhausted After she had me It took two nurses to hold me One nurse to slap me Doctor turned to mama And shook his head Wiped the sweat off his brow And then he said "This boy is way off the charts As far as I can tell Ooh, brrr, mama h

fin'lly got over that song of ours; stopped chasin' little red sports cars to check the license plates an' i quit drivin by your place. back makin' the rounds at our old haunts: honky tonks restaurants. an' seein' some of our old friends: it feels go

From town to town, an' job to job, Livin' in cars 'n parkin' lots. A good hot meal an' a place to sleep, Are things you miss when you're chasin' dreams. Playin' bars for tips in a jar, Middle of nowhere County Fairs. Talent shows, rodeos... any old s

Keith Anderson - Adaliene LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang @ @ The first naked lady I ever saw, Was that tattoo on my uncle's arm. On daddy's farm that summer he drove up, And helped us build that barn. He rolled up his sleeves, His arms were lean.

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Yeah... How 'bout a little fiddle? That sounds good Cut of Wranglers an' bikini's on the Rarrow(?) Bridge Dive into the river then climb up an' jump again When the sun is settin' we head down to the beer barn Grab a couple keggers then we roll out to

Hey baby whatcha doin this evenin' Can you meet me down at the railroad tracks I got Tom Petty playin' in my silvarado And I iced down a six pack Hey Daisy don't you worry bout your momma Like 007 we can keep it covert Undercover on the ground by the