Tim McGraw

Lyrics

• 1. Comfort Me

  Written By Craig Wiseman/Don Poythress

  Wake me my lady don't let me sleep
  Open my eyes to the wonders you keep
  Let me look at you see how you shine
  I'll fall in love like I've done every time

  CHORUS 1
  Lay me in soft green grass
  Down where the river runs
  Under the mountain caps
  Gold with the setting sun

  Walk me along the bay
  Beyond the verdant trees
  Carry me with your grace
  Forever comfort me

  You walk on water searching for the east
  the souls of the masses pass at your feet
  Looking up at you with tears in their eyes
  Fathers of fathers of fathers gone by

  CHORUS 2
  Walk me down old main streets
  Ride me down rusty rails
  Fields full of summer wheat
  Peppered with rounded bails

  Steeples where church bells ring
  Lighthouses by the sea
  Reach out through gathered storms
  Faithfully comfort me

  I am your tired I am your poor in spirit
  yearning to breathe, breathe free, breathe free

  CHORUS 1

  CHORUS 2

  Comfort me

• 2. Tickin' Away

  Written By Lore Orion

  The clock above the bar
  Is telling me it's 12:15
  It's not such a gentle reminder
  That I'm where I shouldn't be

  I just keep waitin' for somethin' to happen
  Waitin' for somebody to come walkin' in
  Somebody as perfect as you were
  So I can try it again

  (But) chances are so hard to come by
  And the second one is impossible to find
  The clock keeps runnin' and the odds keep getting higher
  That it's all just a fantasy of mine

  But I shouldn't be thinkin' about it
  I shouldn't be worried about it
  It's just a clock on the wall
  But it's tickin' away
  It's tickin' away
  It's tickin' away
  It's tickin' away

  I suppose I should cut all my losses
  Go home with a six-pack of beer
  There ain't nobody in the world like you, baby
  If there was she wouldn't be coming in here

  But I shouldn't be thinking about
  I shouldn't be worried about it
  It's just a clock on the wall
  But it's tickin' away
  It's tickin' away
  It's just a clock on the wall
  It's tickin' away
  It's tickin' away
  It's tickin' away
  It's just a clock on the wall
  It's tickin' away

  I suppose I should cut all my losses
  Go home with a six-pack of beer

• 3. Home

  Written By Craig Wiseman/Tony Mullins

  Momma's got her apron on
  Standin' in the kitchen
  Cookin' up my favorite dish
  Whatever she is fixin'
  Daddy's in a picture in a frame that's
  Always sittin' by the phone

  Daffodils are poppin' up out behind the clothesline
  Underneath that tree I planted when I was just a boy of nine
  Man, I never can believe just how much it's grown
  When I go

  Home, back home
  To the gentle place that held me close as
  I became a man
  Where the streets are all familiar and an
  Old friend shakes my hand
  And I feel fine, so fine
  Yeah knowin' that this road I'm wanderin' on
  From time to time always leads me home

  Brother he'll be waitin' with the latest
  From the grapevine
  Sayin' man you won't believe them
  Stories 'bout
  Those crazy friends of mine
  And all them little scandals that a small
  Town just can't seem to leave alone

  Later on we'll sit around, bellies tight
  From supper
  Tellin' all them stories that we just can't
  Get enough of
  And somewhere in an honest laugh it'll
  Finally hit me that I'm

  Home, back home
  Where the memories all have gathered up and
  Slowly turn to gold
  And I carry them along with me wherever
  I may go
  And I feel fine, so fine
  In knowin' that this road I'm wanderin' on
  From time to time always leads me home
  Back home

  And when I go put some flowers down at
  Daddy's stone
  I see that empty space beside him
  It always makes me glad that I came

  Home, back home
  Where the Bible and the angels
  Get their wings
  And the circle is unbroken when I hear those
  Church bells ring
  And I feel fine, you know I feel so fine
  Yea knowin' that this road I'm wanderin' on
  From time to time unwinds across the rivers,
  Through the pines
  And leads me home, back home

  Yeah I'm going back home,
  Back home

• 4. Red Ragtop

  Written By Jason White

  I was 20 and she was 18
  we were just about as wild
  as we were green
  in the ways of the world

  She picked me up in that Red Ragtop
  We were free of the folks
  and hiding from the cops
  on a summer night
  running all the red lights

  We parked way out in a clearing in a grove
  and the night was as hot
  as a coal burning stove
  we were cooking with gas
  Ooh it had to last

  Chorus
  In the back of that Red Ragtop
  She said please don't stop

  Well the very first time her mother met me
  her green eyed girl had been a mother to be
  for two weeks

  I was out of a job and she was in school
  and life was fast and the world was cruel
  we were young and wild
  we decided not to have a child

  So we did what we did and we tried to forget
  and we swore up and down there would be no regrets
  In the morning light
  But on the way home that night

  Chorus
  On the back of that Red Ragtop
  She said please don't stop
  Lovin' me

  Bridge
  We took one more trip around the sun
  but it was all make believe in the end
  No I can't say where she is today
  I can't remember who I was back then

  Well you do what you do
  and you pay for your sins
  and there's no such thing as
  what might have been
  That's a waste of time
  drive you outta your mind

  I was stopped at a red light just yesterday
  beside a young girl in a Cabriole
  and her eyes were green and I was in an old scene

  Chorus
  I was back in that Red Ragtop
  on the day she stopped lovin' me

  I was back in that Red Ragtop
  on the day she stopped lovin' me

• 5. That's Why God Made Mexico

  Written By James T Slater

  Margie said Roy you ain't listening to me
  And I got a whole lot more to say
  Roy just crossed the floor and picked up his car keys
  She ain't seen nor heard from him to this day

  And that's why God made Mexico
  A place where we can lay low
  Where the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
  And the warm winds blow
  That's why God made Mexico

  And Betty fixed Joe dinner every night half past six
  ?Cause that's when he'd roll through that door
  Sixteen years and not a thank you from his lips
  She don't fix him dinner no more

  And that's why God made Mexico
  A place where we can lay low
  Where the Cuervo goes down nice and slow
  And the warm winds blow
  That's why God made Mexico

  Life is sweet in a border town
  You learn to let your hair down
  And you don't make trouble
  You learn to dance the fandango

  You change your name and you change your face
  Get used to beans and chilli paste
  And learn to live and love life in the slow lane

  And that's why God made Mexico
  A place where we can lay low
  Maybe Monterey or Acapulco
  Anywhere the warm winds blow
  Don't you know
  That's why God made Mexico
  That's why God made Mexico

• 6. Watch The Wind Blow By

  Written By Anders Osborne/Dylan Altman

  The creek goes ripplin' by
  I been barefootin' all day with my baby
  Brown leaves have started fallin'
  Leadin' the way
  I like it best just like this
  Doin' nothin' all the way
  So let's lay down in the tall grass
  Dreamin' away

  And all I wanna do is let it be
  And be with you and watch the wind blow by
  And all I wanna see is you and me
  Go on forever like the clear blue sky
  Slowly, there's only you and I
  And all I wanna do is watch the wind blow by

  Girl, you know you told me not so long ago
  To let it come, then let it pass
  And all your troubles and your sorrows
  They won't last
  So let me kiss you now little darlin'
  Beneath this autumn moon
  Cold winds, another season
  Will be here soon

  And all I wanna do is let it be
  And be with you and watch the wind blow by
  And all I wanna see is you and me
  Go on forever like the clear blue sky
  Slowly, there's only you and I
  And all I wanna do is watch the wind blow by

  All I wanna do is watch the wind blow by
  All I wanna do is watch the wind blow by

• 7. Illegal

  Written By Lore Orion

  I put my money on love again
  At a hundred to one
  I don't mind losin' I'll just try 'til I win
  Or see how close I can come

  Oh it should be illegal
  It gets me so high
  I can fly like an eagle
  Night after night

  I know people who have thrown in the towel
  Just ?cause they've lost once or twice
  But it takes a believer to put all this faith
  In the toss of the dice

  Oh it should be illegal
  It gets me so high
  I can fly like an eagle
  Night after night

  Oh it should be illegal
  It gets me so high
  I can fly like an eagle
  Night after night

  Night after night after night....

• 8. Sleep Tonight

  Written By Hillary Lindsey/Angelo/Troy Verges

  Hey Darkness don't you try
  To steal the moment or close my eyes
  I won't let you in

  'Cause this feels too damn good to me
  All I want and all I need
  Is her touch again and again and again

  I don't wanna go to sleep tonight
  I don't want anything to change
  I don't wanna wake up and find a different day
  Yeah, she makes me free
  Here between the day and the twilight
  I don't wanna go to sleep tonight

  Time stop dead in your tracks
  Turn around and don't look back
  And just let us be

  I'm gonna take this time and soak it up
  Forever wouldn't be long enough
  If you knew her you'd agree, agree with me

  I don't wanna go to sleep tonight
  I don't want anything to change
  I don't wanna wake up and find a different day
  Yeah, she makes me free
  Here between the day and the twilight
  I don't wanna go to sleep tonight

  I wish the sun would just forget to come up
  And just leave us wrapped up in this love

  I don't wanna go to sleep tonight
  I don't want anything to change
  I don't wanna wake up and find a different day
  Yeah, she makes me free
  Here between the day and the twilight
  I don't wanna go to sleep tonight

• 9. I Know How To Love You Well

  Written By Kristian Ottestad/Arne Hovda

  It's been a long time
  Since we walked that aisle together
  And you became my wife
  And who would've thought
  You would fall for someone just like me
  For the best days of my life

  I may not be a poet
  'Cause I ain't so good on words
  I may not stand before you like a night
  In shining armor
  I may not be the best of singers
  There's better guys I've heard
  But I know how to love, I know how to
  Love you well

  You go your faults
  And I don't need to tell you I've got mine
  But I guess they all even out
  Wherever I ride
  The thought of you turns water into wine
  And somehow I lose a crowd

  I may not drive a fancy car
  I don't know what it's for
  I may not the be one who gets to
  Shower you with diamonds
  I may not be a rich man but you can't
  Call me poor
  'Cause I know how to love, I know
  How to love you well

  And as we skip the light fandango
  From that ole jukebox by the bar
  Now honey don't it make you wonder
  How we ever got this far

  I may not be a poet
  'Cause I ain't got much to say
  I may not stand before you like that
  Knight in shining armor
  I may not be the best of singers
  Honey that's o.k.
  'Cause I know how to love
  I know how to love you well

• 10. Sing Me Home

  Written By Wayne Kirkpatrick/Gordon Kennedy

  Tim McGraw lyrics
  I fell by the wayside
  I fell on my knees
  Cryin' "why was I so hard to please"
  I stood at the crossroads
  Took a long look at me
  Sometimes you don't know where
  you're from 'til you leave

  (CHORUS)
  And I've been out there searching
  For a place where I belong
  And on my way I heard my song
  Let it sing me home

  The sun on my shoulders
  And the wind at my back
  I'm bound and determined
  To get back on track
  To where the heart is
  Where it's been all along
  Sometimes you don't know you've
  got 'til it's gone
  Gone, gone, gone

  (Repeat Chorus)

  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (3x)

• 11. She's My Kind Of Rain

  Written By Tommy Lee James/Robin Lerner

  She's my kind of rain
  Like love in a drunken sky
  She's confetti falling down all night
  She sits quietly there
  Like water in a jar

  Says baby why you trembling like you are
  So I wait and I try
  I confess like a child

  CHOURS:
  She's my kind of rain
  Like love from a drunken sky
  Confetti falling down all night
  She's my kind of rain

  She's the sunset shadows
  She's like Rembrandt's light
  She's the history that's made at night
  She's my lost companion
  She's my dreaming tree
  Together in this brief eternity
  Summer days winter snow
  She's all things to behold

  CHOURS:
  She's my kind of rain
  Like love from a drunken sky
  Confetti falling down all night
  She's my kind of rain

  So I wait and I try
  I confess all my crimes

  (Repeat Chours Twice)

  FADE OUT:
  She's my kind of rain
  Ohhh, rain on me
  She's my kind of rain

• 12. Who Are They

  Written By Brad Warren/Brett Warren/Danny Tate

  They say not to have too much fun
  They say not to get too much sun
  Democrat, Republican
  I guess I'm screwed I'm neither one
  Don't say hell, say what the heck
  Do what's politically correct
  Don't pray in school, but have safe sex
  Isn't that what they expect

  Who are they
  Yeah you know what they say
  Who are they
  Someone I gotta pay
  Who are they
  They're probably living in L.A.
  And I don't care anyway
  Who are they

  They probably own the Village Boys, the Nashville scene, the People's Choice
  To me it's all a bunch of noise
  Decided on by the funny boys
  They say who does and don't belong
  They say our hair's too short or long
  They say who's right and who is wrong
  They say for all to just come along

  Who are they
  Yeah you know what they say
  Who are they
  Someone I gotta pay
  Who are they
  They're probably living in L.A.
  And I don't care anyway
  Who are they

  I wonder if they've got a life
  A broken car and two ex-wives
  do they drink beer on Friday night
  I wonder if they'd like to fight

  I wonder if they've got a soul
  Or if they like their rock and roll
  Where do they live I gotta know
  So I can tell 'em all where to go

  Who are they
  Yeah you know what they say
  Who are they
  Someone I gotta pay
  Who are they
  They're probably living in L.A.
  And I don't care anyway
  Who are they

  No I dont care anyway
  Who are they
  They're probably living out in L.A.
  Who are they
  Oh you know what they say
  Who are they
  Who are they

• 13. Real Good Man

  Written By Rivers Rutherford/George Teren

  Girl, you've never known no one like me
  Up there in your high society
  They might tell you I'm no good
  Girl they just need to understand
  Just who I am

  I may be a real bad boy
  But baby I'm a real good man

  I may drink too much and play too loud
  Hang out with a rough and rowdy crowd
  That don't mean I don't respect
  My mama or my Uncle Sam
  Yes sir, yes ma'am

  I may be a real bad boy
  But baby I'm a real good man

  Might have a reckless streak
  At least a country mile wide
  If you're gonna run with me
  It's gonna be a wild ride
  When it comes to lovin' you
  I've got velvet hands
  I'll show you how a real bad boy
  Can be a real good man

  I'll take all the good times I can get
  I'm too young for growing up just yet
  Ain't much I can promise you
  Except to do the best I can
  I'll be damned

  I may be a real bad boy
  But baby I'm a real good man

  I may be a real bad boy
  But baby I'm a real good man

• 14. All We Ever Find

  Written By Kim Patton-Johnston/ Liz Rose

  Say Exactly how you feel
  Right now you're free to say it all
  There is no one here to judge you I only love you
  You're free to close you eyes and fall
  You can trust me this is real
  Say exactly how you feel

  Chorus
  Tell me all your dreams
  What you think love means
  We'll lock the world outside
  Embrace the gift of time
  Promising forever
  Knowing that this moment might be
  All we ever find

  Every breath of who you are
  Tells a story that I love
  I have finally found the truth in what I see in you
  And what I feel with every touch
  The simple beauty of your heart
  In every breath of who you are
  Promising forever
  Knowing that this moment might be
  All we ever find

  Repeat Chorus 2 times

• 15. Tiny Dancer

  Written By Elton John/Bernie Taupin

  Blue jean baby, L.A. lady
  She was the seamstress for the band
  Pretty eyed, pirate smile, she'll marry a music man
  Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
  And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

  Jesus freaks, out in the street
  Handing tickets out for God
  Turning back she just laughs
  The boulevard is not that bad

  Piano man he makes his stand
  In the auditorium
  Looking on she sang the song
  The words she knows, the tune she hums

  But oh how it feels so real
  Lying here with no one near
  Only you & you can hear me
  When I sing softly, slowly

  C H O R U S
  Hold me closer tiny dancer,
  Count the headlights on the highway
  Lay me down in sheets of linen
  You had a busy day today

  Blue jean baby, L.A. lady
  She was a seamstress for the band
  Pretty eyed, pirate smile, hear she married a music man
  Ballerina, you must have seen her, she was dancing in the sand
  And now she's in me, always with me,
  Tiny dancer, in my hand

  Repeat chorus (2x)