As Angels Cry

Last night I dreamed that the world was coming to an end
The holy rapture had already came and went
Left behind through hard times in bad lands where I belong
I thought about my loved ones and all of the things that I'd done wrong
There was no denying
I wo

Be the Change

Open your eyes up people, and take a good look around,
Catch the tears fillin' up all those cracks in the ground.
Turn off you televisions; leave your picture perfect neighborhoods
A lot of folks out there ain't doing so good,
To many of us left out in the

Better Place

Tasha's got a room at the county shelter
The cops took her there when her mama got hauled away
Little brother and her can't even stay together
She cries each night wondering why it's gotta be this way

And she says "I wish I was anyone but me"
Yeah she'd p

Into the city, I'm runnin' on fumes
Late for the downbeat but I'm on my way
I got no money just a trunk full of strings
A backseat full of Peavey PA
Beats diggin' ditches, workin' for my dad
But it's not what I thought it would be
The entertainment gets no love from the g

Carolina

Me and you in a midnight blue, '82 Camaro
Crossin' over the Hartwell bridge movin' fast as she would go
Windows down, radio up, we were singin' "Freebird"
Flyin' up to your daddy's cabin just outside of Spartanburg

Do you remember the way you looked at me bac

Cherokee Rose

Pinestraw on the ground around a fallen Cherokee rose
It's got me wonderin' why those mighty winds of change must blow
Once this land was free from fences and shotguns
Back when the people killed here for food instead of fun

When the Earth was sanctified

Dahlonega

Headed into the hills again
Thursday, north Georgia bound
About fourty three miles to my destination
A little goldrush college town
In the Blue Ridge Mountains, on the horizon
Here I come
Smokin' like a freight train
Passin' time racin' the sun

Drinkin' again

Feels like a Friday night
But it's only Monday afternoon
Still there's a party goin' on in my livin' room
It's just me and fifth of Beam
Swayin' to the sounds of old George Jones
And it won't be long 'til the whole damn bottle's gone

And I kno

Every Dawg

A long ride back from Jacksonville
500 miles from a game we should've won
Man we ought a burn down that stadium
Thought this year was gonna be ours
Talking too much junk in those Florida bars
Now I'm stunned
man I wish it was 1981,

now I know

First Dance

The leaves are fallin down
The air is cool and clear
It's a seasonal change
And the night we've waited for is here
And we've exchanged the rings
And we've taken the vows
The ceremony's over baby
And the honeymoon is starting now

This is the fir

From A Distance

Amanda was a small town blonde haired beauty
She had Heaven in her eyes and could light up a room
When she walked into view, she was the prettiest girl in my school
And I knew she'd never give me the time of day
No girls like her ever looked twice my way

Blue lights flashing, they had traffic stopped
And Highway 11's done turned into a permanent road block
I wasn't driving, my wife was my D.D.
And she hadn't drank a drop, still got hassled by the J.P.D.
And I said hey dude can't you just leave her alone
She ain't done nothin'

Passed an old plantation home off Hwy. 41
Been around since 1850, way before the Union come
Built up on a hill, its got a 500-acre view
But there ain't been no cotton there since Sherman's boys marched through
They've come and burned us down
Guess we had it comin'

(Whis

I drove to Galilee this morning
White-knuckled in the pew
I heard a good man preach a Gospel
I shook his hand when he was through
Though we marvel at the Maker through different colored window panes

We love the same red letters
both take the bread and wine
But his t

I Can't Help Myself

Oh I got one hand on the bottle, and the other on the wheel
And I'm tearin up a gravel road, just north of Sandersville
I'm headin' down the holler, heard there's a party goin' on,
Stole some moonshine from my dad, and half of its already gone.

Oh

You could say I’m just a good ‘ol boy
Dipped in the batter, country fried
Washed in the blood, wrapped in the camoflauge
A staunch defender of the right side
I grew up accustomed to the rebel flag
Under the shadow of the cross
Down where the colors never mixed too well

I got a foot in the door, and one in the rain
I'm standing on the threshold of fortune and fame
Out on a limb, I took that great leap of faith
So I might crash and burn but I might fly away
Who knows … There's no telling what tomorrow holds
And I ain't got a clue how I made i

Best friends in a pickup truck, we were Panama City bound
Eight hours in the back, wind blowin with the sun beatin down
Makin plans to raise some hell, celebratin our senior year
we had a trash bag full of cloths and a suitcase full of beers
We got pulled over by the Alabama

Best friends in a pickup truck, we were Panama City bound
Eight hours in the back, wind blowin' with the sun beatin' down
Makin' plans to raise some hell, celebratin' our senior year
I had a trash bag full of clothes and a suitcase full of beer
We got pulled over by the Alabama s

We Were listening to the Radio After Dark, in the Park by Hurricane Shoals on A blanket by the waterfalls, Holdin hands, Sweet Romance untill the Rooster Called Then I drove her home thinkin A