Closer You Get...

Words and music by mac mcanally and robert byrne

He was a good time, beer bar picker until the night she came along.
He gave up his women and his liquor, and she put the sad in all his songs.

Something about hermade him sorry.
She was holy in his eyes. she had him bound and hypnotized.

She put the sad in all his songs. she put the blues in his guitar.
She took what he had and she made it wrong.
She put the sad in all his songs.

She was the rattle snake that bit him.
She was the blow fromup behind.
She thought the tear in his eye just might fit him, and he was the last thing
On her mind.

She put the sad in all his songs. she put the blues in his guitar.
She took what he had and she made it wrong.
She put the sad in all his songs.

She put the sad in all his songs.

Sometimes her morning coffee's way too strong
And sometimes what she says she says all wrong
Heaven knows she's not an angel but she'd really like to be
And that's close enough to perfect for me

Now she's been known to wear her pants too tight
And drinking puts her out just like a light
Right or wrong she's there beside me like only a friend
Would be
And that's close enough to perfect for me

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She kisses me each morning
And smiles her sleepy smile
And she don't have to say it
I can see it in her eyes
Don't you worry about my woman
Or what you think she ought to be
'cause she's close enough to perfect for me

Well sometimes she gets down and starts to cry
But then again a woman has a right
She's everything i ever wanted and all i'll ever need
She's close enough to perfect for me

Words and music by teddy gentry, randy owen, and jeff cook

She said, "i spent eight years in california.
That's the reason why i talk the way i do.
But i've hear how southern men respect the ladies, and i'd like to meet a
Gentleman like you."

Well, i spent most of my life in alabama.
That's the reason why i talk the way i do.
And i've always had this thing for sun-tanned ladies, and i'd really like to
Spend some time with you.
And we walked on the beach till early morning.
And we watched as the sun came up again.
And somehow we both shared the feelin' that we'd just made a very special
Friend.

Tomorrow i'll go back to alabama, and you'll fly from atlanta to l.a.and i'll
Get back to takin' care of bus'ness, and you'll go back to starrin' on the
Stage.
But we'll think of the beach come monday morning, when both of us get back to
Push and shove.
And somehow we will always remember the night we shared a very special love.

I spent most of my life in alabama.
That's the reason why i talk the way i do.
I know we shared a very special friendship the night we made a very special
Love.

Words and music by ronnie rogers

Rollin' down a backwoods tennessee byway, one arm on the wheel, holdin' my
Lover with the other: a sweet, soft, southern thrill.
Worked hard all week; got a little jingle on a tennessee saturday night.
Couldn't feel better: i'm together with my dixieland delight.

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Spend my dollar; parked in a holler 'neath the mountain moonlight; hold her
Uptight; make a little lovin', a little turtle dovin' on a mason dixon night.
Fits my life, oh, so right: my dixieland delight.

Whitetail buck deer munchin' on clover, redtail hawk settin' on a limb, a
Chubby old groundhog, croakin' bullfrog, free as the feelin' in the wind.
Home grown country girl gonna give me a whirl on a tennessee saturday night.
Lucky as a seven livin' in heaven with my dixieland delight.

Chorus

Repeat first verse

Words and music by randy owen

It's her first night on the town since she was just eighteen, a lady down on
Love and out of hope and dreams.
The ties that once bound her now are broke away, and she's like a baby, just
Learning how to play.

She never thought that love could ever end so soon.
Her mind drifts back in time to a mid-summer moon when he asked her to marry
And she glady said o.k.
And a woman came to be from the girl of yesterday.

Now she's a lady down on love.
She needs somebody to gentley pick her up.
She's got her freedom, but she'd rather be bound to a man who would love her
And never let her down.

Well, i know a lady that's down on her love, 'cause i used to hold her and
Have that special touch.
But work took me a way from home late at nights, and i wasn't there when she
Turned out the lights.
Then both of us got lonely and i gave into lust, and she just couldn't live
With a man she couldn't trust.

Now she's a lady down on love.
She needs somebody to gently pcik her up.
She's got her freedom, but she'd rather be bound to man who would love her
And never let her down.
Now she's a lady down on love.