Starting Over Again Alan Jackson Lyrics

What I Do Anthology

Creative person(due south): Alan Jackson

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Too Much of a Skillful Thing

length: iii:12

Smiles in the morning as warm as sunshine
Kisses when I lay down at night
And two loving arms to panel me
I should exist scared it's so right

Just likewise much of a expert affair is a expert thing
Feelings like this can't be wrong
And too much of a skilful thing is a good thing
And we've got a good affair going on

Yous look in my eyes and encounter my thinking
I know when you're happy, and when you lot're sad
Some would say information technology's too perfect
But I don't recollect what we have is and so bad

Cause too much of a good thing is a good affair
Feelings similar this tin can't be wrong
And too much of a good thing is a good thing
And nosotros've got a proficient matter going on

Yeah, we've got a good thing going on

Rainy Day in June

I need some sunshine on my face up
To assist me dry my eyes
I need a blue sky over here
So I tin clear my heed
Maybe your soft breath on my back
To make me feel at ease
Anything more what I've got
On this rainy day in June

It'southward a rainy day in June
The sky is grayness and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June

Yesterday morning time I woke up
On the incorrect side of the bed
And on the correct side laid a note
I knew what it said
Then the rain came, hasn't stopped
I don't know if it volition
Just I'll continue waiting with the hopeful center
On this rainy mean solar day in June

It's a rainy day in June
The heaven is grayness and I am blue
Tryin' to make information technology without y'all
On this rainy day in June

The thunder rolls, the lightning flashes
Every thought began with y'all
I see your face in every clouded paths
On this rainy solar day in June

It's a rainy day in June
The heaven is gray and I am blue
Tryin' to brand it without you
On this rainy day in June

U.s.a. Today

I heard y'all've been wondering
How I'm getting along
I guess you think I can't brand it with you gone
Only I don't want y'all to worry
Don't you lose any slumber
Just a man called long-altitude this morn
Said they're thinking about putting me
On the encompass of the United states Today
The story of heart-breaking pain
Picture show of the loneliest man they merits in the United states Today

I don't sleep in the nighttime
Darkness reminds me of you
I lost 8 pounds since concluding Tuesday
Only I could stand to lose a few
I don't believe I'm too bad
People say I look fine
The man from the newspaper seems happy
Says I'yard bigger than the latest crime
On the cover of the Us Today
The story of centre-breaking hurting
Picture of the loneliest man they claim in the U.s. Today

Then if yous're concerned in trouble
Then you're hurting me
Don't you piece of work out this little thing chosen losing you
Has fabricated a big human out of me
I'm on the cover of the United states Today
The story of heart-breaking pain
Picture of the loneliest human they claim in the USA Today

If Love Was a River

length: iii:57
author: Adam Wright, Shannon Wright

If love was a river
And I was a drowning man
Would you get in the water
Would you lend me a hand
If love was a river
Would you sit on the state

If dear was a mount
High above this town
Would y'all climb to the top
Would you never look down
If love was a mountain
Would y'all become around

Beloved may only knock and so many times upon your door
And sky simply knows if it will come up dorsum anymore

If dearest was a firefly
Sitting in your hand
Would you express mirth when it twinkled
Allow it go again
If love was a firefly
Would y'all understand

If love was a party
With everyone you know
Would you trip the light fantastic toe if I asked y'all
Would yous grin and say no
If love was a political party
Would you even go

Dearest may only knock then many times upon your door
And heaven only knows if it will come back anymore

If love was a fast railroad train on a one-way track
Would you turn in your ticket
Would y'all never expect back
If love was a fast train
Would you fifty-fifty pack?

If French Chips Were Fat Free

Will I demand a miss of my life
Each time I went left, I should've gone right
And love's no exception to this dominion
Crusade I turned around I lost you
Now I'm feeling lonesome and blue
Just the style I look to
But at that place's something that I could utilize
To aid me bargain with this abuse
If French fries were fat costless
And you however love me
If French fries were fat complimentary
And yous still honey me
What a wonderful world this would be
If the whiskey really helped me
Forget your memory
I'd wear a smile endlessly
If French fries were fat free
And you nonetheless love me

Yous know the more I recollect near you
The more sense information technology makes
Crusade grease and dearest both crusade heartache
And so I heighten my glass and toast
These things I want the nigh
Though I probably never see
I can't assist but believing
That if French fries were fatty gratuitous
And you still beloved me
What a wonderful world this would be
If the whiskey really helped me
Forget your memory
I'd vesture a smile endlessly
If French fries were fat free
And y'all still love me
Oh if French fries were fat free
And you still love me

You lot Don't Take to Paint Me a Picture

The osculation was colder than I remember
When we starting time said hello
I guess the flame's now a petty lower
I can feel you letting go
You lot know the pain drops a trivial darker
So when you first put it on
I approximate your love's like some former cheap and magic marker
Said forever overnice go
Simply yous don't have to paint me a picture
You don't have to say things at all
Y'all don't have to paint me a picture
I tin can see in the writing on the wall

When we first brutal, we fell a long fashion
Summertime nights and winter days
Mountain sunrise, ocean sunset
Mitt in manus in the haze
At present information technology'due south common cold middle summertime evenings
And at that place'due south clouds on my sunrise
But you don't have to smile and say yous're happy
I can run across what's in your eyes
You lot don't have to pigment me a picture
You don't have to say things at all
Y'all don't take to paint me a motion-picture show
I can see in the writing on the wall

At that place Ya Get

length: three:xvi
writer: Dan Hill, Keith Stegall

Starting over again is a flake similar dancing,
You lot merely need someone to lead and take it slow,
Then lay your head on my shoulder,
Let me agree you close, that'due south information technology
There you go
There you become, yous're doing fine
Take each day similar a stride, one at a time
Put one foot in front of the other
And the side by side thing y'all know
That'south information technology
In that location you go

Every day is like a new beginning
I door opens, while another starts to shut
But just sideslip your arms around me
Cause life's a dance, don't know
That's it
There you go
There you go, you're doing fine
Take each day similar a step, i at a time
Put one human foot in front end of the other
And the next thing you know
That's it
There y'all go

I know how it feels to have your heart crossed
Like the wings of the butterfly
But you gotta try
So simply agree on tight

Put one foot in forepart of the other
And the side by side thing you lot know
You're dancing
There you lot go
That's information technology
At that place yous get

The Talkin' Song Repair Blues

length: 3:01
composer: Dennis Linde
lyricist: Dennis Linde

The mechanic raised up from nether my hood
He shook his head and said, "This ain't good
Your timin' chugalug's washed shrunk ane size also small
Those spark plug wires are a footling too long
And your main prodsponder's nearly gone
Your injector ports are stripped and that ain't all"

"Your torque converter's runnin' depression on torque
And that water pump's nearly down a quart
Just nosotros caught information technology all in time so y'all're in luck"
He said, "I've got the time and I've got the parts
Simply give me the word and I'chiliad ready to start
I think we can bring her in for eight hundred bucks"

But don't be downhearted, I can fix information technology for you lot, sonny
It won't have besides long, it'll just take money

Then he said, "Own't y'all that songwriter guy"
And I said, "Yes I am," he said, "And then am I"
He sat down and played me a vocal by the grease rack
When he finished singin' he gave me a smile
And I closed my eyes and pondered awhile
He said, "What do you remember
At present don't concur nothin' back"

Well, I gave him my most sorrowful wait
And I said, "This vocal's got a cleaved hook
I can order y'all a new one from Nashville only it won't exist cheap
And I know you lot've been using a cut rate thesaurus
'Cause your adverbs are backed up into your chorus
At present your verse is runnin' on verbs that are style too weak"

Just don't be downhearted, I tin prepare it for y'all, sonny
It won't take too long, it'll just accept money

And I said, "Hold on friend now I'm non through
I hate to be the one to give y'all the news
But your whole melodic structure's done worked itself loose
It'due south got so many dotted eighth notes in it
I'd proceed her under fifty beats per infinitesimal
I mean, that's just me talkin', it's really up to you"

"And you've got a bad safety problem with
That dominant chord with the augmented 5th
Simply see how dangerously high it raises you upwardly
So just get on over and piece of work on my car
I'll sit here by the fan and chances are
I tin can straighten this thing out for..eigh..nine hundred bucks"

Only don't be downhearted, I can fix information technology for you, sonny
It won't take too long

Y'all guessed it
Well, It may exist a hit
I like information technology

Strong Enough

length: four:07
composer: Adam Wright
lyricist: Adam Wright

I merely took your picture off the tabular array
And I just took your film off the wall
Hibernate from yous anywhere I'm able
But in that location'south one place I can't hide from you at all

[Chorus]
Tennessee, you don't make the whiskey
California, yous don't brand the wine
And Mexico, you don't brand tequila
Potent plenty to get her off my mind

Memories seem to know just where to find me
And lately they're all that I call back
And everything in this old house reminds me
Of the dearest I had and how I lost it all

[Chorus]

Days go past and I nevertheless experience the sorrow
And time don't brand a difference in the hurting
Merely sitting here and waiting on tomorrow
Will drive me crazy if I don't go insane

[Chorus]

Strong enough to go her off my heed
Strong plenty to get her off my heed

Monday Morning Church

length: 3:25
writer: Erin Enderlin, Brent Baxter

You left your Bible on the dresser
So I put it in the drawer
'Crusade I can't seem to talk to God without yelling anymore
And when I sit at your piano
I can almost hear those hymns
The keys are just collecting dust
Just I can't close the chapeau

[Chorus]
You left my heart as empty
As a Monday morning church
It used to be so full of faith and now it only hurts
And I can hear the devil whisper
"Things are but getting worse"
You left my centre every bit empty
As a Monday morning church building

The preacher came by Dominicus
Said he missed me at the service
He told me Jesus loves me
But I'm not sure I deserve it
'Crusade the true-blue man that you loved
Is nowhere to be found
Since they took all that he believed
And laid it in the ground

[Chorus]

I still believe in Heaven
And I'thousand certain you've fabricated it in that location
But as for me without your love, daughter
I don't have a prayer

[Chorus]

You left your Bible on the dresser
So I put it in the drawer.

Burnin' the Honky Tonks Down

length: four:56
writer: Billy Burnette, Shawn Camp

She'southward burnin' the honky tonks down
Burnin' the honky tonks downwards
Smoke's been rising all over boondocks
She's burnin' the honky tonks down

She'south burnin' the honky tonks down
She caught me runnin' around
She was dancin' in the ashes
When they caught her with them matches
She's burnin' the honky tonks downwardly

Well she's burnin' the honky tonks down
I tried simply I could non put them out
Did the all-time to save the whiskey
Only the flame's simply besides risky
She'due south burnin' the honky tonks downwardly

She's burnin' the honky tonks down
She couldn't cease that honky tonk sound
It was sizzlin' like a griddle
When I ran out with my fiddle
She'southward burnin' the honky tonks down

She's burnin' the honky tonks down
She'southward downward in the jailhouse at present
Said she felt no remorse
For breakin' out that torch

She's burnin' the honky tonks down
Burnin' the honky tonks downwards
Smoke'south been a rising all over town
She's burnin' the honky tonks down

To Do What I Do (live)

length: 3:01
composer: Tim Johnson
lyricist: Tim Johnson

I've been a waiter, a roofer, a clerk
I've shoveled manure till my pride hurt.
When you're starting out, it's all office of the work
To practise what I practise.
I've been evicted for not making rent
Made my Daddy wonder where my good sense went.
For the price of a dream, my years have been spent
To practice what I exercise.
So I stand hither tonight with this six cord guitar
To be something I've always been in my centre.
Just for the take chances to play you my song
The thrill when I hear you singing forth.
Information technology's been worth everything I've been through
To practise what I do.
I've played for empty tables and chairs
The drunks that don't mind, the crowds that don't care.
Been told countless times Boy y'all ain't goin' nowhere
To exercise what I do.
And so I hope the critics and skeptics alike
All bought a ticket to this show tonight.
And they'll see firsthand that I have survived
And what doesn't kill you makes you more alive.
And I'm one of the fortunate few
To do what I exercise.
There'south so much joy this music can bring
So I count my blessings when I step up to sing.
Cause they're and then many people who would give annihilation
To practise what I do.
And I thank you.
I can exercise what I exercise!

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