"Sugar"
2010
Really (3:12)
James "Bubba" Hudson ♦ C. Evan Leonard ♦ Marcia Ramirez ©2010 Cherry Heart Music (BMI) ♦
Rich N Rare Music (ASCAP) (admin. by Big Loud Bucks) ♦ Friday Records (BMI) (admin. by EverGreen Copyrights)
Now did you think that you could bank on getting off scot-free
With your low down, runnin’ round – cheating on me
Really….. really?
You call it just a little slip And please why can’t I see
It was only a one night stand It didn’t mean a thing
Really?…..Really
Well your really gonna’ miss the way I put my lipstick on
When this little black dress and these high heels make me really gone
You’ve already made your bed so you can sleep in it tonight
If I had a match and gasoline…. I’d be justified
Really…. Really
You pull that stunt and now you want a chance to make things right
Could I forgive what you did? Cause’ it won’t happen twice
Really? Oh really?
Yeah your really gonna’ hate what I did to your I-Pod
And your lucky golf clubs - now have gone - off to be with God
You can watch your broken BIG screen shattered like the trust we had
But don’t think for a minute That I’m the least bit mad
Really…. Really?
Now you’ve really made a mess of things and blew it this time
And ya know that its really gonna’ blow your mind
When you see the way I rearranged all your furniture
So I hope ya’ll have a nice life…. Give my regards to her
Really….. Really
Really….. Really
Wild Girls (3:25)
Kay Harris ♦ Molly Pauken ♦ Jonalee White ©2010 Harken Music (BMI) ♦ SmilePretty Publishing (SESAC)
I guess it all started back in junior high
Spin the bottle in the woods
Thought we were so sly
Teachers talked about it round the PTA
My spotless reputation suffered that day
High school, sneaking out, borrowed mommas car
Dressed up pretty, at the karaoke bar
Daddy waiting up till the morning sun
I swear sir we were just having fun
Wild girls
Dancing in the moonlight, talkin’ bout
Wild girls
Anything was alright
We were young, and free, we were crazy
Without a care in the world
Wild girls
I remember back to them college days
Away from home but some things never change
Fake ids at the local establishments
Daddy wondered where all his money went
Nobody ever died from a little skinny-dipping
Just us girls and a little wine sipping
Officer caught us we were under 21
I swear sir we were just having fun
Wild girls
Dancing in the moonlight, talkin’ bout
Wild girls
Anything was alright
We were young, and free, we were crazy
Without a care in the world
Wild girls
Now here we are today
Doctors, lawyers, mothers in the PTA
We still go out on margarita night
All us chicas causing such a sight
Flirting and laughing and a carrying’ on
I swear honey we were just having fun
Wild girls
Still dancing in the moonlight
Wild girls
Cuttin’ loose on Friday night, talkin’ bout
Wild girls
Life was never so sweet
Wild girls
Grooving to our own beat
Feeling young, and free, feeling crazy as can be
Without a care in the world
Wild girls
Perfect Angel (3:33)
James "Bubba" Hudson ♦ C. Evan Leonard ♦ Jonalee White ©2010 Cherry Heart Music (BMI) ♦
Chux Deluxe Music (ASCAP) (admin. by EverGreen Copyrights) ♦ SmilePretty Publishing (SESAC)
I can’t hide the truth, I am who I am
I’ve made a few mistakes
‘Cause I’ve always been a woman, flesh and blood
Washed clean in the river and dragged through the mud
My heart’s been broken and I’ve known true love
So boy if that ain’t good enough
If you want a work of art, buy a Picasso
If you need a pair of wings, hop on a Jumbo
Maybe I’m just to down to earth for you to handle
But your gonna’ have a hell of a time, finding a perfect angel
I won’t even try, to change your mind
Won’t apologize
‘Cause I’m not the kind of woman, who could ever pretend
To have no stains, no faults no sins
Your wanting something that doesn’t exist
Well baby let me tell you this
If you want a work of art, buy a Picasso
If you need a pair of wings, hop on a Jumbo
Maybe I’m just to down to earth for you to handle
But your gonna’ have a hell of a time, finding a perfect angel
So when I get to heaven, that’s when I’ll get those wings
But baby while I’m here on earth, you need to know a couple things
If you want a work of art, buy a Picasso
If you need a pair of wings, hop on a Jumbo
Maybe I’m just to down to earth for you to handle
But your gonna’ have a hell of a time, finding a perfect angel
Finding a perfect angel
Naked as Fools (4:04)
Kay Harris ♦ Molly Pauken ♦ Jonalee White ©2010 Harken Music (BMI) ♦ SmilePretty Publishing (SESAC)
Da da, da-da da da-da
Da da, da-da da da-da
Sit down beside me tell me what’s on your mind
'Cause while the world was spinnin' we left somethin' behind
And it’s sure been a long while
And I'd really like to see you smile again
There’s been a little more heartache than we signed on for
And sometimes I’m not the easiest to adore
But if you still get butterflies
I’ll still sing lullabies to you, yeah
Cause if ya take away all the things that money can buy
And if by chance it’s true, love never dies
I can’t believe that we almost let it pass us by
Oh we’re here naked as fools can be
Love is complicated when we just can’t agree
So how could I walk away if I still believe
That we had it all and let it go
I took for granted what I didn’t know could be
Oh-oh-oh, oh, yeah
And if we take away all the things that money can buy
And if by chance it’s true, love never dies
Can’t believe that we’d almost let it pass us by
Oh, we’re here naked as fools can be
Yeah I think we've learned
Everything don't have a price
And if ya strip it all down
To what matters most in life
So simple and sweet
And so easy to see
That we could really have something,
really have something...
'Cause if you take away the things that money can buy
And if by chance this true love never dies
Can't believe that we almost let it
Took so long for me to get it
But here we are, we’ve come so far
If we take away all the things that money can buy
And if by chance it’s true, love never dies
Can’t believe that we almost let it pass us by
Oh we’re naked as fools can be...yeah
Can be...
We could really have somethin'
We could really have somethin'
We could really have somethin'
Uh-huh
Sunday paper (3:05)*
Brett James ♦ Hillary Lindsay ♦ Angelo Petraglia ♦ Troy Verges ♦ ©2006 Stage Three Songs (ASCAP) (admin. by Stage Three Music (U.S.) Inc. and Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing (ASCAP) ♦ Sony/ATV Harmony/Animal Fair (ASCAP) ♦ Songs of Universal, Inc. Macadoo Music (BMI) ♦ Universal-Polygram International Publishing, Inc./Green Wagon Music (ASCAP)
I’m tired hearing your voce on my answering machine
Seems like you’ve forgotten all the things you did to me
Well you get drunk and lonely and start saying I love you
Well you’re the one who walked away so hears what u can do
Put it in the Sunday paper, hang it on a billboard on the street
Sell it on a sixty second infomercial on TV
Tell it to your dog walker, tell it to the clerk at the grocery store
Put it in the Sunday paper, I don’t wanna hear it anymore
Put it in the Sunday paper, I don’t wanna hear it anymore
You said that you needed space so why do you keep crowding me
And you driven by my house you know this ain’t your street
Well I got the phone number if ya want to place an add or 2
They got friendly operators who will gladly assist you
Put it in the Sunday paper, hang it on a billboard on the street
Sell it on a sixty second infomercial on TV
Tell it to your dog walker, tell it to the clerk at the grocery store
Put it in the Sunday paper, I don’t wanna hear it anymore
Put it in the Sunday paper, I don’t wanna hear it anymore
You got so much time on your hands then give it to charity
Go into therapy, get yourself a hobby, put it in a melody, sing it on the opry,
Just stop buggin’ me
Put it in sky writing, on the scoreboard at a football game
Write it with a sharpie on your forehead and walk around for days
Tell it to your nosey neighbor or nail it up on your front door
Put it in the Sunday paper, I don’t wanna hear it anymore
Put it in the Sunday paper, hang it on a billboard on the street
Sell it on a sixty second infomercial on TV
Tell it to your dog walker, tell it to the clerk at the grocery store
Put it in the Sunday paper, I don’t wanna hear it anymore
Put it in the Sunday paper, I don’t wanna hear it anymore
Put it in the Sunday paper, I don’t wanna hear it anymore
Brand New (3:46)
Kay Harris ♦ Molly Pauken ♦ Jonalee White ©2010 Harken Music (BMI) ♦ SmilePretty Publishing (SESAC)
Chasing rainbows and catching fireflies
Walking barefoot counting clouds in the sky
I was a little bit wild and so carefree
When I first saw you and you first laid eyes on me
My knees were weak when you kissed me that day
My heart went racing, didn't know what to say
Don't know how you did it but you made me see
And After all this time together…
I guess things were meant to be
Take me back to the place--I remember still
Holding hands on the front porch --What a beautiful thrill!
When 25 years have gone by, know You'll still will be the one
You know it's true...
You make me feel brand new
We'll dust off the cobwebs on the old 45's
I'll put on that new dress, you can turn down the lights
We'll dance to Elvis all night long
It'll all come back like a favorite song ...so
Take me back to the place--I remember still
Holding hands on the front porch --What a beautiful thrill!
When 25 years have gone by, You'll still will be the one
You know it's true...
you make me feel brand new
Like a present on a Christmas morn'
Like a babe that's just been born
ooooyeah...You still make me dizzy when you kiss me that way
just I'm like the your girl from yesterday
Take me back to the place--I remember still
Holding hands on mama's front porch --What a beautiful thrill!
When 25 years have gone by, You'll still will be the one
You know it's true...
you make me feel brand new
Make me feel...Brand new
Sugar (3:22)
Angie Broberg ♦ James "Bubba" Hudson ♦ C. Evan Leonard ©2010 This Is Hit, Inc. (ASCAP)
and Dan Hodges Music (ASCAP) (admin. by Magic Mustang Music) ♦ Cherry Heart Music (BMI) ♦
Chux Deluxe Music (ASCAP) (admin. by EverGreen Copyrights)
I've tried to be patient not loose my cool
I've cut you plenty of slack
But it's the same old story cause all you do
Whenever I turn my back
Is play me for a fool, makin' me feel, like a worn out welcome mat
Well I took it with a grain of salt and now I'm through with that
If you keep coming in at 3 am with loving me on your mind
After being out tomcatting around honey your gonna find
That one of these mornings when the rooster crows
just about the break of dawn
Your gonna wake and smell the coffee
And find your sugars gone
I got my suitcase waitin' there by the door
All I gotta do is pack
But baby better listen that good by train
Is coming on down the track
Maybe you should try sweet talking me cause you treated me so bad
Cause this sugar bowls holdin' the best you've ever had
If you keep coming in at 3 am with loving me on your mind
After being out tomcatting around honey your gonna find
That one of these mornings when the rooster crows
just about the break of dawn
Your gonna wake and smell the coffee
And find your sugars gone
If you keep coming in at 3 am with loving me on your mind...
After being out tomcatting around honey your gonna find
That one of these mornings when the rooster crows
just about the break of dawn...
Your gonna wake and smell the coffee
And find your sugars gone
Your gonna wake up and smell the coffee...
And find Your Sugars gone
Your sugars gonna be gone....
Over You (3:53)
Kay Harris ♦ Molly Pauken ©2010 Harken Music (BMI)
I read the letter that you left me yesterday
I'll just refer to you as the one the got away
But I won't cry...over you
Tell me darlin’ when you said I was the one
Did you mean the one and only girl who ever made you run?
Well I won't cry... over you
I won't cry, cry, over you
Well you may have left me broken-hearted
That’s for me to know & you to never see
Cupid shot the arrow and you darted
I guess he wasted his poison on me
They're two birds of a feather, that’s what folks would say
But you showed me when you got up and flew away
But I won't cry...over you
I won't cry, cry, over you
Well you may have left me broken-hearted
That’s for me to know & you to never see
Cupid shot the arrow and you darted
I guess he wasted his poison on me
ooh.....
ooh....
Well I won't cry, cry over you
I won't cry, cry over you
Well I won't cry, cry over you
I won't cry, cry over you
Born Here (3:46)
James "Bubba" Hudson ♦ Bill Shore ©2010 Cherry Heart Music (BMI)
Sixteen sixteen Leslie Lane, the movers came today
They took the furniture, the toys, and all the clothes
With my dust rag and my broom, I make my way from room to room
The only sound I hear is my own echo
I can’t imagine someone else, putting their life on these shelves
Love was born and it grew here
It was tested it was tried and more than once it almost died here
But we saved it and we made it
Strong enough to last through all these years
Love was born here
You might think it was the church where we made the promise first
That these two lives of ours would become one
But that was just the place to start times a teacher of the heart
Now this old house seems like a part of what our loves become
Was it the kitchen or the den, or which room was it in
Love was born and it grew here
It was tested it was tried and more than once it almost died here
But we saved it and we made it
Strong enough to last through all these years
Love was born here
Ohhh I wish we could have found some way to stay
But these four walls just couldn’t hold these memories
And all the love we made
But love was born and it grew here
It was tested it was tried and more than once it almost died here
But we saved it and we made it
Strong enough to last through all these years
So Ill take these memories with me, but I never will forget
Love was born here
Love was born here
Women Not Angels (3:27)
Pete Sallis ♦ Tia Sillers ©2010 Cherry Heart Music (BMI) ♦ Coburn Music, Inc. (BMI) and Sillers With An I Think Tank (BMI)
Ya know you always wondered what would happen if I met you
I always thought id hate you for making him break my heart…..
So here we are now your shaking my hand
Saying please to finally meet you girl we both been had
Yeah its over bet you didn’t see it coming cause
That boy will love you till he hits the ground running away…..
And it wasn’t you it wasn’t me
There’s not a girl in this world that could be
What he wanted was a dream with pretty white wings
It wasn’t right it wasn’t wrong
Wouldn’t have matter if we held on and fought to the finish
Cause were women not angels
So what ya drinking lets have some Champaign
Toast our good bad luck and this dang man thing
Ya know its crazy I already feel better
Off the hook with crying and thru with saying never again….
And it wasn’t you it wasn’t me
There’s not a girl in this world that could be
What he wanted was a dream with pretty white wings
It wasn’t right it wasn’t wrong
Wouldn’t have matter if we held on and fought to the finish
Cause were women not angels
Real life women, walking talking breathing women
Don’t have a halo but last time I checked we don’t need one…
And it wasn’t you it wasn’t me
He wanted something that well never be till we get to heaven
Cause were women not angels
Yeah were women real life women not angels
Wake Me (4:10)
Kay Harris ♦ Molly Pauken ♦ Jonalee White ©2010 Harken Music (BMI) ♦ SmilePretty Publishing (SESAC)
I’m a little too late, but I’m right on time
Got my own set of rules, and they work just fine
Got the sun on my back, no rain in sight
And the things I lack, never cross my mind
I got so many reasons, I should be doin’ alright
Well this baby gets hungry, this baby get weak
This baby never listens, when the good Lord speaks
Got myself in a hole now, got myself in a deep dark well
I’m lookin’ for light, I’m lookin for help
I got so many reasons, I should be doing alright
Whoa whoa whoa…wake me, shake me, take me
Wrap me in a jacket, make it something in white
Sorry, I’ll try to be less dramatic
But I just can’t remember what those reasons are tonight
Well I got hope, so I might survive
I got faith, that I can revive
Never been in need, of food or water
Maybe I should be, the grateful daughter
I got so many reasons, I should be doing alright
Whoa whoa whoa…wake me, shake me, take me
Wrap me in a jacket, make it something in white
Sorry, I’ll try to be less dramatic
But I just can’t remember what those reasons are tonight
Rattle me timbers, just shake me hard
I’ll try to remember
Then I’ll be alright, alright, alright, alright
Red, White, and Blue (3:40)
James "Bubba" Hudson ©2010 Cherry Heart Music (BMI)
Red white and blue
A 21 salute, and I know I should be happy for the love I had with you
but here I stand dressed in black
and because they made you a hero doesn’t bring you back
There’s a difference between giving everything and loyalty, and its me
Freedom lives and dreams when you were still here by my side
Victory is running out of tears before the light
And praying for the kind of peace to see me through
Cause the ones left here behind …are fighting too
Eternity, what was meant to be
You and me forever and now its only me
So where to from here….. what am I to do
I hold this purple heart and wish I could be with you
There’s a difference between giving everything and given up….and its me
Freedom lives and dreams when you were still here by my side
Victory is running out of tears before the light
And praying for the kind of peace to see me through
Cause the ones left here behind …are fighting too
The war I face each day alone is how I pay the price
Cause freedom is sacrifice
Freedom lives and dreams when you were still here by my side
Victory is running out of tears before the light
And praying for the kind of peace to see me through
Cause the ones left here behind …are fighting too
Red, white, and blue
Clean House (2:46)
Kay Harris ♦ Molly Pauken ♦ Jonalee White ©2010 Harken Music (BMI) ♦ SmilePretty Publishing (SESAC)
This is for all those chores that wait
dusting, beds to make
I got better things to do
than spend my life worrying about u
Got dishes in the sink clothes on the line
but I don’t care
just how many things need done at one time
somehow it don’t seem fair
A little time is all I’m asking
cause I’m the queen of multitasking
but I know that’s not what life about
cause ill have a clean house
when I get to heaven
Later ill wash the dog
pull weeds and mow the lawn
I just want to sleep in late
but beauty rest will have to wait
’Cause life is too short
I don’t want to miss a thing
but tell me how that’s suppose to work
if I’m inside vacuuming…
A little time is all I’m asking
cause I’m the queen of multitasking
but I know that’s not what life about
cause ill have a clean house
when I get to heaven
Well my momma always told me I should try to keep a schedule
wake up bright and early starting Monday morning
so I wake up bright and early but my guitars in the corner
calling out woowhoo…what’s a girl to do?
I just need to spread my wings
For all the joy life brings
Cause I know that’s what life’s about
A little time is all I’m asking
Got to stop this multitasking
There’s just some things ill live without
cause ill have a clean house
when I get to heaven
When I get to heaven
Anywhere But Here (3:15)
Kat Bailess ♦ Angie Broberg ♦ James "Bubba" Hudson ♦ Bill Shore ©2010 Kat Bailess Music (BMI) ♦
This Is Hit, Inc. (ASCAP) and Dan Hodges Music (ASCAP) (admin. by Magic Mustang Music) ♦ Cherry Heart Music (BMI)
The part of you that you can’t find is out there somewhere
But did you ever take the time to try and figure out
What you’re wanting, what you need and are you forgetting
I used to be your dream, the dream you were dreaming
Maybe what your looking for is right back where you started
What did you lose in Carolina
Did the stars shine any brighter
Did New York or California
Give you what you need
When you run out of endless highways
Will you ever find yourself anywhere but here with me
I put your memories all away oh but I still see you
The picture doesn’t fade even if I want it to
I almost feel you here at night and I wonder
Do you question why you’re still drifting and
When you’re looking for yourself are you ever looking back
From the snow in Colorado
To the lights out in Nevada
Did those mountains in Montana
Bring you down or set you free
When you run out of endless highways
Will you ever find yourself anywhere but here
The one who really knows you, who loves you for who you are
I’ve been here all along, did you have to go that far
All the way to Oklahoma
You sounded so down in Georgia
When you were lost in Mississippi
Did you miss where you want to be
When you run out of endless highways
Will you ever find yourself anywhere but here with me
Anywhere, anywhere, anywhere but here
Beautiful Wings (4:13)
Pete Sallis ♦ Jonalee White ©2010 Cherry Heart Music (BMI) ♦ SmilePretty Publishing (SESAC)
Pretty little house swing in the yard
White picket fence that gets locked after dark
Sure looks nice
Stares out the window when her daddy pulls up
Hiding in the closet praying he drunk
Again tonight
There’s no bars or concrete walls, to stop those footsteps from down the hall
She dreams a cavalry of white horses
To come and carry her away
Cause the weight of the world
And the crimes of a man
Can’t hold her down
When she makes a stand
And stops living
In her beautiful prison
Scared to death what gives him the right
Can’t nobody tell that she’s crying inside
Again today
With innocence lost time stands still
No hope insight no this cant be real
What might they say
Her fault and her shamefulness, the blames all hers with nothing to confess
As she dreams a cavalry of white horses
To come and carry her away
Cause the weight of the world
And the crimes of a man
Can’t hold her down
When she makes a stand
And stops living
In her beautiful prison
What will it take to make her see she’s got beautiful wings to set her free….
But she dreams a cavalry of white horses
To come and carry her away
Cause the weight of the world
And the crimes of a man
Can’t hold her down
When she takes a stand
And starts living
Letting go...stops holding on
To her beautiful prison
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