All Kinds of Right
Scott Skirving
Doak Turner
Steve Mitchell
You throw air kisses at me, across a crowded room
So I give you that wink that says I’m so in sync with you
Yeah, the party is alright, but it’s time that we get gone
I gotta have you to myself, and how can that be wrong?
You are all kinds of right
All kinds of beautiful
And I kinda like
That somehow you don’t know it
When you shine your light
I can find my way back home
Yeah, you’re all kinds of right
All kinds of right
And all kinds of beautiful
You make me laugh when I don’t want to, mainly at myself
I’m much easier to hang with, more fun to be around
You soften all my edges, but you’ve given me that edge
I walk into a room now, and I got confidence
[Repeat CHORUS 2X to end]
Feelin' Again
Keith Anderson, EMI
Kim Williams, Sony Tree
Doak Turner, Say Her Publishing
Buddy Hyatt, 3-5-11
I hit the snooze on my alarm, couldn't sleep any longer
lately I've been feelin weak, so I make my coffee stronger
I save my cryin for the shower, so the tears will wash away
And I'm not half as mad at God, as I was yesterday
Some days i'm sad and lonely, some days I'm fighting mad
Laughin cryin cussing, missin what we had
But at least I'm feelin again, and though it seems sometimes the hurt will never end,
For so long I was numb, but the pain has finally come
and at least I'm feelin again, and though I don't know if my heart will ever mend
sometimes when I smile, I still have to pretend
But at least I'm feelin again
Turned on the radio and heard our favorite song
Couldn't stop my lips from trembling, as I tried to sing along
it brought back memories I've tried to erase
I guess I need to realize they'll never go away.
Channel repeat
Chorus
Sometimes when I smile, I still have to pretend
But at least I'm feelin again
BACKBONE
Bishop/Turner
I'll be catchin' that bus first thing in the morning She'll just be gettin' the kids to the school bus stop
We'll be startin' our soundcheck in New Orleans She'll have worked a full shift, stopped at the market, put her key in the lock
No I don't quite know how she does it But, I know it's just because of her that I'm free to reach for my dream...
I'm the voice, but she's the song
I'm the storm, but she's the calm
I'm the hand holdin' onto this microphone
While she's holdin' down the fort on our house and home
And when my head is in the clouds
She keeps her feet right on the ground
She's a solid rock for this rollin' stone
I couldn't do it alone, she's my backbone
Our oldest has a soccer game on Tuesday Guess who’ll be leadin’ the cheers, in the home-team stands
The other’s got a science fair on Friday I’m just a voice on the phone, she’s their teacher and coach, at the wheel of the van
Knowin’ that she’ll be on the sidelines Makes bein’ in the spotlight possible for me - how blessed could I be...
Repeat chorus
And tho she’s always there behind the scenes
She’s never in the shadows, she’s a superstar to me
I’m the voice, but she’s the song
She’s my spine, straight and strong
She’s the sweet kiss greetin’ me when I get home
At the end o’ the road, she’s my backbone
Day 335 (Three Thirty Five)
Layne/Turner
It’s Day 3 35 since I lost my best friend
She was like a little sister with her whole life ahead
They found her on that park bench a letter in her hand
Empty Bottles all around her she knew it was the end
I gave the preacher the note she left
Still sealed with the whiskey kiss
He read it at the grave site
And I lost my breath when he said:
I’m sending hope down from Heaven
Healing from my God
You’re at a crossroads and
I hope you choose to learn
From one life lost
Choose to walk those steps
I should have taken
I was too proud
To take them on my own
If I would have known
It started as a party after high school football games
6-packs of cold ones innocent and unafraid
Party rolled on through college with no worries on our minds
Didn’t think much about it we could quit anytime
I stand looking at her letter
Those words have saved my life
I’m getting stronger in every way
And it’s day 3 35
I’m sending hope down from Heaven
Healing from my God
You’re at a crossroads and
I pray you choose to learn
From one life lost
I pray you’ll walk those steps
I should have taken
I was too proud
To take them on my own
If I would have known
(chorus)
BR: They say - first a man takes a drink
Then the drink takes the drink
Then the drink takes the man
She’s sending hope from Heaven
Healing from our God
I’m at a crossroads and
I choose to learn
From one life lost
I choose to walk those steps
I wish she’d taken
I don’t have to
Take them on my own I’m living one day at a time And it’s Day 3 - 35
Every Now and Then
Doak Turner
After Tuesday
Verse 1
Hello Sue, what seems to be wrong
It's okay, you can tell me
Things aren't the same, something's changed,
He's not the way he used to be
PC 1
He may say that’s it's not about you
But I'll give it to you straight from a man's point of view
Chorus
Every now and then
A man could use some flowers
(Would like to talk for hours)
And it won't hurt one bit
To write him a sexy note
(Come to the door in just a coat)
Sometimes a man wants to make the second move and be wooed
Every now and then
Verse 2
It's alright, how could you know
Cause most guys won't (don’t) tell you what they need
Is it pride? That keeps it inside
That's been the age-old mystery
PC 2
I'm not sayin’ I've got the cure
But I'll tell you one thing's for sure
Chorus
Every now and then
A man could use some flowers
(Would like to talk for hours)
And it won't hurt one bit
To write him a sexy note
(Come to the door in just a coat)
Sometimes a man wants to make the second move and be wooed
Every now and then
Bridge
Watchin Monday Night Football and Saturday Night Fights, yeah that’s what we like
Old Jeans, Mean Machines, goin’ extra innings, that’s our kind
PC 3
He’ll just tell ya, that’s all he needs
But trust me on this, I guarantee
Chorus Out
Anything For My Baby
Dionne
McConnel
Turner
I’d pull the sun down from the midday sky
So she could count the stars
I’d gather up all of Saturn’s rings
So she could throw them around Mars
I’d search the heavens for the one sure truth
She always wanted to find
And write it down in sweet words of love
On her heart and mind
I’d do anything for my baby
Anything at all
I’d do anything for my baby
Anything at all
I’d drain the mighty Mississippi dry
If her flowers needed rain
Fill every canyon in the great divide
With the sound of her name
I’d build her a castle out of ocean sand
And dare the tide to come in
For every loving thing she does for me
I’d hold back the wind
I’d do anything for my baby
Anything at all
I’d do anything for my baby
Anything at all
All she has to do is say the word
And for her love I’d move heaven and earth
Chorus – repeat 3x
Don't Make Me Want You
Hill
Rayne
Turner
All it takes is your phone call
Oh what your voice does to me
Can’t let you win me back over
You know that I’m too weak
When the night falls as I’m dreaming
I try not to see your face
Chorus
Don’t make me want you
Don’t make me love you
Don’t want to go there
Like before
My heart keeps breakin’
You’re so good at making
Me want you more
Don’t make me miss you
It hurts to need you
Don’t make me want you
You had to know you always had me
From the moment we first touched
Deep in love but I was drowning
Love should never hurt that much
It was everything about you
It was taking all of me
(chorus)
Bridge:
Another time another place
Same two people same embrace
It might feel so right
To feel so wrong
Drive Her Like She's Stolen
Dionne
McConnel
Turner
Last night I met Kenny at the Come On Inn for a couple of drinks and this girl walks in
She had a big ‘ol boy by her side, but with a smile and a wink she caught Kenny’s eye
Kenny said, Man I’m gonna get that girl I told Kenny, Hell give it a whirl
But I should point out the man is big as a house If you get her out the door
Don’t fool around
You better driver her like she’s stolen
Keep those four wheels rollin
You’d better slam that pedal flat against the floor
Cause if Hoss Man sees ya going out the door
Somethings gonna be broke or swollen
You’d better driver her like she’s stolen
About a half an hour later Hoss went for a beer Kenny walked over and whispered in her ear
She must have said yes ‘cuase she grabbed her purse, I swear the whole thing coulda been rehearsed
Well Hoss musta seen them cause he headed outside yellin’ and a fussin a fit to be tied
They made it to the truck and Kenny jumped behind the wheel the girl started yellin, Boy make them squeal
You better driver her like she’s stolen
Keep those four wheels rollin
You’d better slam that pedal flat against the floor
Cause Hoss has done seen ya goin’ out the door
Somethings gonna be broke or swollen
You’d better driver her like she’s stolen
When the bouncer finally gave me the 4 1 1
I called Kenny and said guess what you’ve done
Hoss is the deputy on call tonight
That’s the sheriff’s daughter, Kenny run for your life
You better driver her like she’s stolen
Keep those four wheels rollin
You’d better slam that pedal flat against the floor
Cause her daddy’s been called and I’m pretty dang sure
Somethings gonna be broke or swollen
You’d better driver her like she’s stolen
Repeat 2x
Drive Her like she’s stolen
Well we won’t see Kenny for a little while
Fire and Steel
Gofroth
Turner
Grandpa was a hard workin man
Had the skin of a rhino and the heart of a lion
He worked that steel from dawn to dusk
He gave everything he ever earned to us
Sittin on his lap one night I asked
Pa’ where’s your strength come from
He said when life gets tough
You wipe your brow and remember what you’re made of
It takes fire to make steel
Don’t give up on what you feel
Light that flame and let it burn (oh, oh)
Fear shows its face and whispers doubt but it ain’t real
Cause it takes fire to make steel
Singing my songs on every stage around
Loving what I do and hearing that crowd
But million white lines on miles of blacktop
Gets so lonely and I want to lay it all down
Then I hear my grandpa’s voice from above
Saying when life gets tough
You wipe your brow and remember what you’re made of
Turn up the heat I’m strong I can take it
I won’t back down cause quitters never make it
I know this is where I belong
So I’ll just keep on keepin’ on
You're Beautiful To Me
Peterson
Turner
I never saw you coming
I just turned around and you were there
If someone had told me that I’d start to care
The way I do for you in just an hour or two
I’d told them that’s just crazy
Yea but sittin’ here fojust me and you
I’d admit I’d have to eat my words
And that’s unheard if you know me
I guess you do
Cause you blew past my defenses
Whispered in my ear
You’re beautiful to me ohhh
Plain and simple how you always wanted it to be
Baby if everything I do attracts ya
I say right back atcha
You’re beautiful to me
I’ve got a strong suspicion
This here is gonna last a while
Ten bucks says I can make you smile
Your favorite smile without even touchin’ you
All this anticipation
I’ts killing me oh what the heck
Double or nothing says I’ll loose this bet
Either way I get to be next to you to you
I can’t loose oh would you mind one more time
Whisperin’ in my ear
If everything I do attracts ya
I say right back atcha
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful to me
God's Job
Gibson
Turner
Talk about a crazy day
Morning news talking about the hurricane
Then I went to work and had a fight with my boss
I heard someone won the lottery how come that never happens to me
And I just got pissed off
Then I stopped by for a beer there was an old man sitting there
He said “Son, looks like you could use a drink”
Seems you’ve got the weight of the world on your shoulders
Let me tell you what I think
That’s God’s job it ain’t up to us to worry about things
We ain’t supposed to figure out
That’s God’s job and he ain’t in a hurry
He knows why we’re here and where we’re bound
Well I know sometimes we wonder why some folks have to suffer
While others skate through life without a scratch
What’s up with that, I’d like to know then maybe not
That’s God’s job
Well he said I ain’t no preacher
But I’ve had a good teacher yea Father Time taught me thing or two
Somewhere in the bible it talks about survival
And doing the best that you can do
Well he turned up his glass
Said, “Here’s to the past and the things we can’t change
But wish we could
We’re all just pilgrims lost little children”
That’s when I think I finally understood
BRIDGE
I turned around and he was gone
But the words are etched like stone
On my memory the lesson that he taught me
2nd chorus
That’s God’s job it ain’t up to me to worry about things
We ain’t supposed to figure out
That’s God’s job and he ain’t in a hurry
He knows why we’re here and where we’re bound
Well I know sometimes we wonder why some folks have to suffer
While others skate through life without a scratch
What’s up with that, I’d like to know then maybe not
That’s God’s job
Grandma Doesn't Need Them Anymore
McCormick
Turner
The old hard shell Baptist preacher said we’re gathered on this cold October day
But this woman’s life has been more of a sermon than any words I’ll ever say
I know she’s finally reached the end of a path that leads through heaven’s open door
So save your prayers for each other cause Grandma doesn’t need them any more
Ladies from the church brought twenty covered dishes down to our home place
As we stood and prayed in a broken circle tears rolled down everybody’s face
And we gathered up all the things that Grandma wrote our names on years before
Then carried home her worldly treasures ‘cause Grandma doesn’t need them anymore
And I sure do miss my grandma and all the words of wisdom she would say
Even in my darkest hour I hear her gentle whisper softly say “It’s gonna be OK”
I think about the way her values shaped my life right down to the core
Then smile and wipe away my tears ‘cause Grandma doesn’t need them anymore
All things come and go and that’s the way it surely is upon the earth
So another cold October day a little baby girl is given birth
And she was given a name that served so well another girl a century before
Yes we gave her both of Grandma’s names ‘cause Grandma doesn’t need them anymore
And we’ll give her all our hugs and kisses ‘cause Grandma doesn’t need them anymore
And we say our prayers for each other ‘cause Grandma doesn’t need them anymore
From Jesus to Hank (All My Heroes Drank)
Jay Morley (BMI) Mo Cat Music
Doak Turner (BMI) Say Her Publishing
Kim Williams (SESAC) Hillbilly Culture
You sober dopes of sobriety
Here’s a toast to you
Some of my friends drink socially
Some are glued to their bar stools
Some hale from Alabama
And one from Galilee
When it comes to drinking
I’m in good company
Boozers, Guzzlers, shot glass jugglers that’s my kind of crowd
Jim Beam divers designated drivers Y’all do me proud
Bourbon lovers, chug a luggers I don’t care what they think
From Jesus to Hank All my heroes drank
You Mothers against drunk drivers
I swear I am on your side
I pray no friends of mine
Would ever dare to drink and drive
‘Ol Hank he drank a lot
Until he finally saw the light
And Jesus made the wine
For a wedding feast one night
Waylon, Willie, Cash and Gilley
Had a sip or two
The Possum, The Killer and Roger Miller
Do wack a doo wack a dooo wack a fewoooohh
I Believe In Us
Sumner
Turner
I know it takes a lot of faith in someone to stay when times get hard
The world says the odds are against us if promise till death do us part
Right now it’s uncertain what our future will be
But I’ve got this feeling about you and me
I believe in the sun even when it’s not shining
I believe in God even when he is silent
I believe in love and there’s no denying
I believe in us
We talk about one day maybe building our own home
Where we will live and what we’ll name our babies
I can’t say I know Years from here we’ll be looking back
We’ll be together There will be proof of the fact
Bridge
We don’t know the when’s or how’s
But I know who And there is no doubt
I believe in the sun even when it’s not shining
I believe in God even when he is silent
I believe in love and there’s no denying
I believe in us
I believe in the sun even when it’s not shining
I believe in God even when he is silent
I believe in love and there’s no denying
I believe in us
I believe in love and there’s no denying
I believe in us