Roger Creager You ask me how I'm feeling down deep inside It's not something I'm holding back or trying to hide My love for you is not easily explained
She gave it away on good faith When she was 15 years old And he was 16 and did not appreciate The delicacy of a rose A long string of lovers helped blur
Roger Creager Stand up straight walk tall and proud if you want the world to sing your praise. Don't let them see you sweat, don't let your eyes get
Her name was Stella and she was old and gray She had her rusty strings and keys And the tuner, it took a pair of pliers And lots of elbow grease She
Roger Creager Well I guess you were right. The Bluebonnets are worth the drive and Now I'm here in Canyon Lake alone. I know you came here When you
Roger Creager Lay your head down tonight and dream of the love we had Close your eyes so you won't see the man you love not hold you tight A flame that
Roger Creager, John Evans I've heard stories about the 1950's. Rock'n'roll music all the way to the 60's. Everybody says it ain't ever gonna be
Mike Ethan Messick Everyday in lunch in high school, And all of my senior year, I'd drink my Coca-Cola with a touch of everclear. I never had to study
Roger Creager Tonight I don't feel much like writing a song But I guess I needed something to sing along Something that I could sing and I could cry
Well I guess you were right The bluebonnets are worth the drive and Now I'm here in canyon lake alone I know you came here When you were down and feeling
Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall Youve seen it all, youve seen it all Watched
I left a note on her pillow Kissed her check and slipped off into the wind All she wanted to know last night was when she'd see me again If I only knew
Everyday in lunch in high school, And all of my senior year, I'd drink my Coca-Cola with a touch of everclear. I never had to study math, science or
Roger Creager They are little more than a few old guns handed down the line. Once owned by my Nana and Papa, but now they are mine. They've been all
Roger Creager I don't blame you, I know it was the only way that it could be The only way to put an end to this was for you to put the hurt on me I started
Stand up straight And walk tall around If you want The world to sing your praise Well let 'em see you sweat Don't let your eyes get wet Well thats the
Roger Creager It's 7:30 in the morning. And I'm waking to face the new day You're lying next to me and you're waking too 'Cause you know I'll soon be
Roger Creager A crowded restaurant and here you are I'm doing fine but you have come so far I ask how long it's been Like I don't know I've been counting
