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Look at Us Craig Morgan Found an old box in the bottom of the closet 'Neath the bowling ball bag full of magazines Had a school sweater with a ring in the pocket From my first cigar - man did I turn green Hey honey come look I Want Us Back Craig Morgan Lately I've been lonely Lord knows I don't like that feeling Anymore than you like feeling lonely too I don't know which one's to blame But for me it's not the thing for us to do The way it was, the way Redneck Yacht Club Craig Morgan That just a few folks know There's no signin' up, no monthly dues Take your Johnson, your Mercury or your Evinrude and fire it up Meet us out at party cove Come on in the waters fine Just idle on Blame Me Craig Morgan singing along [Chorus:]So blame me for the way the are Their love of the fiddle and the steel guitar Blame me for their cowboy hats Roper boots, wrangler jeans, and rifle racks If you wanna point a finger at You Never Know Craig Morgan Wally Walker spent his last twenty dollars On lottery tickets at the corner store He came in without any milk and bread Well his wife Heather was madder than ever Said I can't believe you did that you Everywhere I Go Craig Morgan I walk around the block To try to get you off my mind I turn the corner, look who's there Just like I remember pretty as a picture And I was just beginning not to care Standing in the rain I stopped to God, Family and Country Craig Morgan There's the folded flag they gave us, On the day he left us. But the thing that I remember most, Is the way that he... Believed... In God, Family, and Country... Ohhh, we've got God... Family... 302 South Maple Avenue Craig Morgan Over their new threshold They stood there, tears in their eyes Neither one could speak Hand in hand, room by room, oh it was everything Three bedrooms, two baths, one car garage Front porch with a swing at Everything's A Thing Craig Morgan Let me tell you a thing or two Ev'rything's a thing if you know what I mean You can't do nothin' 'cause there's no such thing Some things are big, some things are small Some mean a lot, some nothin' at In the Dream Craig Morgan Eight years old wearing his daddy's hard hat He grabbed the water hose Says he saw the fireman do it like that His wagon was his ladder truck He pulled it around, and at the top of his lungs He'd make That's What I love About Sunday Craig Morgan Well, it's about time It's thirty-five cents off a ground round Baby, cut that coupon out That's what I love about Sunday Cat-nappin' on a porch swing You curled up next to me The smell of Jasmine wakes us I Love It Craig Morgan unpredictable, its scary And I think I've got more than what I bargained for But I keep coming back for more of it Cause I love it She's got two tattoos One's on her back And I ain't saying where the other ones at I Wish I Could See Bakersfield Craig Morgan no place like home I wish I could see Bakersfield Where the oil wells are pumpin' The oranges are bloomin' And the grapevine winds down from the hill When I close my eyes I can touch the clear skies At Hush Craig Morgan Hush - dance all around it Everybody's doin' it, old and young Don't breathe a word, cat's got your tongue Hush Pretending it ain't happening won't make it disappear You can sweep it under the carpet, look I Got You Craig Morgan I've had big dreams come true And I believe in angels Although I can't see them They're watching over everything I do Ain't no easy street around the bend on my road No pot of gold at the end of my rainbow Lotta Man (In That Little Boy) Craig Morgan for a kid his age He puts one tenth of his hard earned money In the offering plate each Sunday by his own choice There's a lot of man in that little boy Weekdays he tries to sleep late Weekends he's up at Cowboy And Clown Craig Morgan those towns, and a few in between But it ended one night, in a West Texas town The bulls either got faster, or old Crazy slowed down Five hundred pick-ups, lights on, driving slow A tent on the hill at In My Neighborhood Craig Morgan When the wind is just right, you can tell they're makin' paper, At the mill on Champion Lane. When Mabel Johnson goes to fry 'em Rocky Mountain Oysters, You can smell 'em from a mile away. Ain't The Way I Wanna Go Out Craig Morgan Ol' Jimmy, a real hard worker, loadin' trucks at the Feed and Save. Well-liked, a really nice fella, that's why it's hard to believe. Something To Write Home About Craig Morgan That's When I'll Believe That You're Gone Craig Morgan I'm Country Craig Morgan If You Like That Craig Morgan Rain For The Roses Craig Morgan Almost Home Craig Morgan What You Do to Me Craig Morgan Every Friday Afternoon Craig Morgan Where Has My Hometown Gone Craig Morgan Always Be Mine Craig Morgan Money Craig Morgan