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Tim McGraw - Şarkı Sözleri

A place where we can lay low
Where the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
And the warm winds blow
That's why God made Mexico

Cause life is sweet in a border town
You learn to let your hair down
And you don't make trouble
You learn to dance the Fandango
You change your name, maybe change your face
Get used to beans chili paste
And you learn to live and love
Life in the slow lane

And that's why God made Mexico
A place where we can lay low
Maybe Monterey or Acapulco
Anywhere the warm winds blow
Don't you know
That's why God made Mexico

That's why God made
Made Mexico
 
Tim McGraw - The Cowboy In Me
 
I don't know why I act the way I do
Like I ain't *** a single thing to lose
Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy
I guess that's just the cowboy in me

I *** a life that most would love to have
But sometimes I still wake up fightin' mad
At where this road I'm heading down might lead
I guess that's just the cowboy in me

The urge to run, the restlessness
The heart of stone I sometimes get
The things I've done for foolish pride
The me that's never satisfied
The face that's in the mirror when I don't like what I see
 
I guess that's just the cowboy in me

The urge to run, the restlessness
The heart of stone I sometimes get
The things I've done for foolish pride
The me that's never satisfied
The face that's in the mirror when I don't like what I see
I guess that's just the cowboy in me

Girl I know there's times you must have thought
There ain't a line you've drawn I haven't crossed
But you set your mind to see this love on through
I guess that's just the cowboy in you

We ride and never worry about the fall
I guess that's just the cowboy in us all
 
Tim McGraw - The Great Divide
 
She was reading a book that she'd already read
Just to pass the time
He just sat there and stared at the TV set
Like he was barely alive
And when the local news was over
They would climb the stairs
And crawl in bed underneath the covers
Like neither one was there

It's a long, long way
Across the great divide
The songs that they once sang
Now echo far and wide
They could still get back
All the love that they have lost
(But) only if they both will reach across
 
('Cause) it's a long, long way to the other side
Of the great divide

He was up in the attic on the fourth of July
'Cause they flew a flag in the yard
When he found some old roses she had long ago dried
Before they drifted apart
And how the years had slipped right by them
He didn't understand
He carried a petal into the kitchen
And he placed it in her hand

It's a long, long way
Across the great divide
The songs that they once sang
Now echo far and wide
They could still get back
All the love that they have lost
(But) only if they both will reach across
('Cause) it's a long, long way to the other side
Of the great divide
 
Tim McGraw - The Ride
 
I was thumbin' my way from Montgomery
had my guitar on my back
When a stranger pulled up beside me in an antique Cadillac.
Well, he was dressed like 1950, half drunk and hallow eyed
Said: 'It's a long walk to Nashville, would you like a ride, son'.
Well, I climbed up in the front seat, and he turned on the radio
and them sad old songs comin' outta them speakers was solid country gold.
Then I noticed the stranger was ghost white pale when he asked me for a light.
And knew there was somethin' strange about this ride.
 
[Chorus:]
He said: Drifter can you make folks cry when you play and sang.
Have you paid your dues, can you moan the blues
Can you bend them guitar strangs.
He said: Boy, can you make folks feel what you feel inside,
Cause if your big star bound let me warn you its a long hard ride.

Well, he cried just south of Nashville, and he turned that car around.
he said: [spoken] this is where you get off, boy
cause I'm going back to Alabam'.
Well, I climbed out of that Cadillac and I said Mister, many thanks.
he said you don't have to call me mister, Mister.
The whole world calls me Hank.

[Chorus]
 
Tim McGraw - Things Change
 
They wouldn't let him play the opry
With whiskey on his breath
And it didn't take'em long
to figure out what they missed
He went down that lost highway
Underneath the purple sky
A legend disappeared before his time
Things Change

They said he was the devil
dressed in gold leme
The way he shook his hips
out there on that stage
But before that faithful day
He left Tennessee
All of them were calling him the king
Things Change

Well they like to call them hippies
outlaws with guitars
But they brought a little poetry
 
To the honky tonks and bars
They might've *** a little crazy
They might have flew a little too high
Somewhere somebody's playing their song tonight
Things Change
(Don't you know things change)

Now some say it's too country
Some say it's a little rock n roll
But it's just good music
If you can feel it in your soul
It doesn't really matter
It's always been the same
life goes on
Things Change

[Bridge:]
Don't you know they change
Oh, things change
As long as this world is turning
Things are gonna change
Gonna keep on changing
Gonna change
 
Tim McGraw - Tickin' Away
 
The clock above the bar
Is telling me it's 12:15
And it's not such a gentle reminder
That I'm where I shouldn't be

I just keep waiting for something to happen
Waiting for somebody to come walking in
Somebody as perfect as you were
So I can try it again

(But) Chances are so hard to come by
And the second one is impossible to find
The clock keep running
And the odds keep getting higher
That it's all just a fantasy of mine

But I shouldn't be thinking about it
I shouldn't be worried about it
It's just a clock on the wall
But it's ticking away
 
It's ticking away
It's ticking away
It's ticking away

I suppose I should cut all my losses
Go home with a six-pack of beer
There ain't nobody in the world like you baby
If there was, she wouldn't be coming in here

But I shouldn't be thinking about it
I shouldn't be worried about it
It's just a clock on the wall
But it's ticking away
It's ticking away
It's just a clock on the wall
But it's ticking away

Yeah, it's ticking away
It's ticking away
It's just a clock on the wall
But it's ticking away

I suppose I should cut all my losses
Go home with a six-pack of beer
 
Tim McGraw - Tiny Dancer
 
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, she was a seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, she'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Jesus freaks out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back she just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad

Piano man he makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on she sings the songs
The words she knows, the tune she hums
 
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly

Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, she was a seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, she'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
 
Tim McGraw - Train #10
 
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