| 1. Tracy Byrd - The More I Feel Like Rockin' |
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I was 17 Just gettin' started Every weekend was a non-stop party Chasin' girls and cruisin' town It was nightclubs all through my 20's And 3AM...
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| 2. Tracy Byrd - Biggest Thing In Texas |
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There's never been a Texan Who's ever been outdone He'll outbig the biggest For spite or for fun He's got bigger tractors And bigger trucks Bigger...
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| 3. Tracy Byrd - She Was Smart |
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I showered her in diamonds Sprinkled her in gold And all the red roses she could hold Makin' sure no compliment was spared Settin' in the back of a...
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| 4. Tracy Byrd - A Cowboy And A Dancer |
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I was thumbin my way outta San Antone Saddle on my back My Raybans on A dusty old cowboy hat Scuffed up jeans When a tourqoise elderado With horns on...
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| 5. Tracy Byrd - Cheapest Motel |
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The glasses were all plastic; Little balls of no-name soap; No cable on the TV; The ice-machine was broke. Well, I guess that's what you get, For...
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| 6. Tracy Byrd - Before I Die |
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Before I die I wanna hit the Mississipi In a boat I've yet to buy And take it out in the gulf Where the water meets the sky To where nothin' on God's...
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| 7. Tracy Byrd - Just One Woman |
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When Roy was a young man His friends used to tell all about The girls they ran with And he'd just shake his head And they'd get to laughin' And...
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| 8. Tracy Byrd - Better Places Than This |
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You ain't gotta go home But you can't stay here I hear what you're sayin' buddy You're comin' in clear I've had too much And you've had enough of me ...
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| 9. Tracy Byrd - Saltwater Cowboy |
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I'm lookin' like a lobster Wearin' flipflops and a stetson Guess that's why they call it fishin' Instead of catchin' Cause I ain't had a single bite...
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| 10. Tracy Byrd - Different Things |
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The first thing that I reach for every morning Is a pack of smokes layin' by my bed Yes I've read the surgeon general's warning But that don't take...
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| 11. Tracy Byrd - Hot Night In The Country |
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Two buttons on her blouse open Along with the windows, hopin' She might catch an evening breeze Oh yeah Ice cube down her neck drippin' Oh my look...
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