LYLE LOVETT – Understand You

What a pretty mystery you
You suddenly turned out to be
I’ve never held you gently
but I want to

Well, I’ll watch your friends come through the door
and I slide my feet across the floor
there are things I might ask
I don’t need to

Can’t you tell I’m telling you
that I want to
Understand you, oh

Well, I’m sofa sitting, compromising
Thoughts on what I’m realizing
Ask me what I’m thinking

It’s hard to say cause the way I’m reeling
it could be most anything
to do with you

Well, can’t you tell I’m telling you
that I want to
Understand you, oh

Some things can remain unsaid, now
You don’t have to share your bed with me
It’s a gentle thing we’re making

Got the time for stronger weather
Until we get to know us better
We’ll remain suspended

Can’t you tell I’m telling you
that I want to
Understand you, oh

Can’t you tell I’m telling you
that I want to
Say I love you

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LYLE LOVETT – West Texas Highway

Now I was driving down
A West Texas highway
I saw a hitchhiker
And his thumb was pointing my way
He didn’t look suspicious
And he didn’t look any too clean

I put on my brakes
And I opened my door
I could tell he was a bum
By the muddy boot he wore
He said I’m going down to Haskell
Got a woman down in Abilene

He said East Texas
Is where I come from
I was working a rodeo out there
And it sure got humdrum
So I’m just traveling around
A whole lot of Texas I’ve seen

I’m mighty glad
You were going my way
In your brand new clothes there
And your great big Chevrolet
I’m going down to Haskell
Got a woman down in Abilene

Well he was grinning like a possum
And a mighty happy rascal
And he waved good-bye
When I let him out in Haskell
And that’s about the last
Of that old road tramp
I ever did see

But I’m still wishing
To this very day
That he had my clothes
And my big Chevrolet
And it was me going to Haskell
With a woman down in Abilene

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LYLE LOVETT – White Boy Lost In The Blues

White Boy Lost In The Blues
(originally by Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee)

You bought you a six string Gibson
You bought you a great big house
You try to sing like Muddy Waters
And play like Lightnin’ sounds

But since I blowed my harp
You feelin’ mean and confused.
It got you chained to your earphones,
You just a white boy, lost in the blues.

You got your 44 Desoto
Great big horns that toots,
44 bad buttons on your every-day suit,
But since I bent mah strings
You been feelin’ mean and confused
It got you chained to your earphones,
You just a white boy, lost in the blues.

I got my home on the hillside
Never feel the cold
Got my loving woman
And the bluuuues in my soul
Since I heard you cooking
I been really mean and confused
It got me chained to my headphones
White boy, lost in the blues…

It’s got you chained to your earphones
Yer jes’ a white boy. lost int he blues…

It’s got me chained to my earphones
A white boy, lost in the blues…

It’s got you chained to your earphones,
A white boy, lost in the blues!

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LYLE LOVETT – White Freightliner Blues

I’m going out on the highway
And listen to them big trucks wind
I’m going out on the highway
And listen to them big trucks wind
Oh, white freightliner, won’t you steal away my mind

Well, it’s bad news from Houston
Half my friends are dying
Well, it’s bad news from Houston
Half my friends are dying
Oh, white freightliner, won’t you steal away my mind

Well, New Mexico ain’t bad, Lord
The people here, they treat you kind
Well, New Mexico ain’t bad, Lord
The people here, they treat you kind
Oh, white freightliner, won’t you steal away my mind

Lordy, Lord I’m gonna ramble
Till I get back to where I came
Lordy, Lord I’m gonna ramble
Till I get back to where I came
Till that white freightliner’s gonna steal away my brain

I’m going out on the highway
And listen to them big trucks wind
I’m going out on the highway
And listen to them big trucks wind
Oh, white freightliner, won’t you steal away my mind

I’m going out on the highway
And listen to them big trucks wind
I’m going out on the highway
And listen to them big trucks wind
Oh, white freightliner, won’t you steal away my mind

Oh, white freightliner, won’t you steal away my mind

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LYLE LOVETT – Stand By Your Man

Sometimes its hard to be a woman,
Giving all your love to just one man.
You’ll have bad times, and he’ll have good times,
Doing things that you don’t understand.
But if you love him you’ll forgive him,
Even though he’s hard to understand.
And if you love him, oh be proud of him,
‘Cos after all he’s just a man.

Stand by your man,
Give him two arms to cling to,
And something warm to come to,
When nights are cold and lonely.
Stand by your man,
And show the world you love him.
Keep giving all the love you can.
Stand by your man.

Stand by your man,
And show the world you love him.
Keep giving all the love you can.
Stand by your man.

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LYLE LOVETT – The Girl With The Holiday Smile

I met a hooker at the grocery store
She wasn’t bad lookin’, she was a pretty little whore
Whoa-o-whoa, she’s the girl with the holiday smile

She told me: “Merry Christmas and peace to you”
She said “I’ve been workin’ this whole night through.”
She said “Whoa-o-whoa, I’m the girl with the holiday smile”

She told me “Whoa my whoa me, I look so good beneath a Christmas tree”
She said “Whoa-o-whoa, I’m the girl with the holiday smile”

She told me “Christmas brings out the best in me”
She said “My heart’s so full of love and generosity”
“Whoa-o-whoa, I’m the girl with the holiday smile”

And “Well the police here and the police there
“They ruin my Christmas spirit everywhere I go.”
“Whoa-o-whoa, I’m the girl with the holiday smile”

She told me “Whoa my whoa me, I look so good beneath a Christmas tree”
She said “Whoa-o-whoa, I’m the girl with the holiday smile”

Well she told me “goodbye” as she walked away
She said “Son, if you’re good maybe on Christmas day”
Whoa-o-whoa…

I said “Whoa my whoa me, she looks so good beneath my Christmas tree”
Whoa-o-whoa, she’s the girl with the holiday…

I met a hooker at the grocery store
She wasn’t bad lookin’, she was a pretty little whore
Whoa-o-whoa, she’s the girl with the holiday..
Well lord lord, she’s the girl with the holiday…
Whoa-o-whoa, she’s the girl with the holiday..

Silent night shining so bright
She ain’t holy but she can hold me tight

Whoa-o-whoa, she’s the girl with the holiday…

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LYLE LOVETT – One Way Gal

One thing I like about that gal of mine
One thing I like about that gal of mine
One thing I like about that gal of mine
She treats me right and loves me all the time

Sometimes I’m broke and blue as I can be
Sometimes I’m broke and blue as I can be
Sometimes I’m broke and blue as I can be
But still my baby she looks after me

She walked in the rain till her feet got soaking wet
She walked in the rain till her feet got soaking wet
She walked in the rain till her feet got soaking wet
And this she said to every man she met

Mister change a dollar – gimme a lousy dime
Mister change a dollar – gimme a lousy dime
Mister change a dollar – gimme a lousy dime
So I can feed that hungry man of mine

That gal of mine shes one way all the time
That gal of mine shes one way all the time
That gal of mine shes one way all the time
She takes the blues away and satisfies my mind

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