Songs of the JOE NICHOLS

Six of One, Half a Dozen (Of the Other) – Joe Nichols

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I’ve bend a couple even break a few Don’t get me wrong, I wanna do right I just can’t seem to live in a virtuous light Headaches by the

Man With A Memory – Joe Nichols

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Ask anyone around here But some nights his eyes are far away And filled with tears Sweet Mary Lou’s just as good as they come With a weakness for

Cool To Be A Fool – Joe Nichols

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Here I sit a nobody with no one Bein’ me ain’t really all that fun Leavin’ her wasn’t very smart Admittin’ I was wrong wouldn’t be so hard Chorus:

No Time to Cry – Joe Nichols

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a year ago today the rooster started crowing when they carried dad away there beside my mother in the livingroom I stood with my brother and my sister knowin

Everything’s A Thing – Joe Nichols

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Layin’ there doin’ that sleepy head thing There’s a bird out my window spreadin’ his wings Cheap chirp doin’ that singin’ Thing I do when I first get up

Joe’s Place – Joe Nichols

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Where some of us go When the hard working day is through Through the neon and smoke We laugh and tell jokes And throw down a cold one or

Old Cheyenne – Joe Nichols

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in a dusty cloud on a hot night in July With big tears rolling down she waved goodbye Just out of my teens with foolish dreams and big stars

Don’t Ruin It for the Rest of Us – Joe Nichols

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with your braggin that you fell in love can’t you see we’re kinda busy here swappin lies and cryin in our beers so you’re getting married good for you

If Nobody Believed In You – Joe Nichols

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He hadn’t tried to swing at all. I guess he’d had all that he could take, He walked away, for goodness sake. His father’s voice was loud an’ mean:

In Spite of Myself – Joe Nichols

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And time I forget to call It’s true I might argue at the drop of a hat Or make a big deal out of nothing at all I’m not

She Only Smokes When She Drinks – Joe Nichols

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You’re feelin’ pretty good You think you’ve got a shot Most girls you probably would Yeah this is that kind of place But she ain’t that kind of girl

What’s a Guy Gotta Do – Joe Nichols

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Don’t wanna be alone when the sun goes down Just a sweet little somethin to put my arms around What’s a guy gotta do to get a girl in

I Wish That Wasn’t All – Joe Nichols

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I hadn’t heard that voice in way too long I’ve still got those worn out tapes The only three or four he made, what a shame I wish that

The Impossible – Joe Nichols

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Checked underneath my bed He could lift me with one arm Way up over top his head He could loosen rusty bolts With a quick turn of his wrench

You Ain’t Heard Nothin’ Yet – Joe Nichols

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Sat and stared into yesterday I sat down beside him and said “Thank God for this quite place Between the wife and teh kids, the TV and the phone

Wal-Mart Parking Lot – Joe Nichols

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We’ve got a two-way street wehre everybody runs Big silver moon shines through the pines Just about says it for our sky line No one’s complaining about nothing changing