The Cheap Seats
Marcus Hummon/Randy Sharp
This town ain't big, this
town ain't small.
It's a little of both
they say.
Our ball club may be minor
league but at least it's triple A.
We sit below the Marlboro
man, above the right field wall.
We do the wave all by
ourself.
Hang off, a blind man
could've made that call.
Chorus
We like beer flat as can
be.
We like our dogs with
mustard and relish.
We got a great pitcher
what's his name.
Well we can't even spell
it.
We don't worry about the
planet much.
We just like to see the
boys hit it deep.
There's nothing like the
view from the cheap seats.
The game was close, we'll
call it a win.
Go off to toast the boys
again.
That local band is back
in town.
They got a kinda minor
league sound.
They're not that bad,
they're not that good.
But all in all it's understood.
We wanna dance, they wanna
play.
We wouldn't have it any
other way.
Chorus
Cheap seats
Now the majors called up
oh what's his name.
And one more buildin'
rises come.
And suddenly we're all
grown up.
And this old town not
quite so small.
But I'll always miss the
middle size town.
In the middle of the middle-west.
With no name pitchers
and local bands,
and mustard and relish
and all the rest.
Chorus
Cheap seats
I'm In A Hurry (And Don't Know Why)
Roger Murrah/Randy VanWarmer
( Chorus : )
I'm In A Hurry To Get
Things Done
(Oh,) I Rush & Rush
Until Life's No Fun
All I Really Gotta Do
Is Live & Die
But, I'm In A Hurry &
Don't Know Why
Don't Know Why
I Have To Drive So Fast
My Car Has Nothing To
Prove
It's Not New, But It'll
0-60 In 5.2, Oh
( Repeat Chorus )
Can't Be Late
I Leave In Plenty Of Time
Shakin' Hands With The
Clock
I Can't Stop
I'm On A Roll & I'm
Ready To Rock Oh,
( Repeat Chorus )
I Hear A Voice
It Says I'm Running Behind
I Better Pick Up My Pace
It's A Race & There
Ain't No Room For Someone In 2nd Place
(Repeat Chorus 4 Times)
If I Had You
Danny Mayo/Kerry Chater
If I had you
We'd run like gypsies
in the wind
We'd be lovers, we'd be
friends
If I had you
If I had you
We'd count the stars all
one by one
And we'd make love till
they were gone
Oh, If I had you
'Cause you light a fire
way down in my soul
The flame keeps growing
stronger
'Cause there ain't no
control
And there's nothing, no
there's nothing
No There's nothing that
I wouldn't do
If I had you
If I had you
We'd sail the seven seas
as one
We'd never say "It can't
be done"
No, if I had you
'Cause you light a fire
way down in my soul
The flame keeps growing
stronger
There ain't no control
And there's nothing, no
there's nothing
No There's nothing that
I wouldn't do
If I had you
If I had you
Love In The First Degree
Jim Hurt/Tim DuBois
I once thought of love
as a prison a place I didn't want to be.
So long ago I made a decision
to be footloose and fancy free.
But you came I was so
tempted to gamble on love just one time.
I never thought I would
get caught.
It seemed like the perfect
crime.
Chorus:
Baby, you left me defenceless.
I've only got one plea.
Lock me away inside of
your love and throw away the key.
I'm guilty of love in
the first degree.
I thought it would be so
simple, like a thousand times before.
I'd take what I wanted
and just walk away, but I never made it to the door.
Now babe, I'm not beggin'
for mercy.
Go ahead and throw the
book at me.
If lovin' you's a crime,
I know that I'm as guilty as a man can be.
Chorus
Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
Chorus
Oh yeah. Love in
the first degree.
Love in the first degree.
Love in the first degree.
Roll On (Eighteen Wheeler)
Dave Loggins
(Semi starts and engine
is revved)
Hey, how 'bout ya Alabama
ROLL ON
(CHORUS)
Roll on highway, roll
on along
Roll on Daddy 'til you
get back home
Roll on family, roll on
crew
Roll on Mamma like I ask'd
ya to do
And roll on 18-wheeler,
roll on
ROLL ON
Well, it's Monday mornin'
He kissin' Momma good-bye
He's up and gone with
the sun
Daddy drives an 18-wheeler
And he's off on a Midwest
run
And three sad faces gather
'round Momma
They ask her when Daddy's
comin' home
Daddy drives an 18-wheeler
And they sure miss him
when he's gone (Ya, they do)
Ah, but he calls them
ev'ry night and tells 'em that he loves them
He taught 'em this song
to sing
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Well, it's Wednesday evenin'
Momma's waiting by the
phone
It rings but it's not
his voice
Seems the highway patrol
has found a jackknived rig
in a snow bank in Illinois
But the driver was missin'
and the search had been
abandoned
'cause the weather had
everything stalled
And they check'd all the
houses and the local motels
when they had some more
news they'd call
And she told them when
they found him to tell him
That she loved him and
she hung up on the phone singin'
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Momma and the children
will be waiting up all night long
Thinking nothin' but the
worst is comin' with the ringin' of the telephone
Oh, but the Man upstairs
was listenin'
when Momma ask'd him to
bring Daddy home
And when the call came
in it was Daddy on the other end
askin' her if she had
been singin' his song
(Singin')
Roll on highway, roll on
along
Roll on Daddy 'til you
get back home
Roll on family, roll on
crew
Roll on Momma like I ask'd
ya to do
And roll on 18-wheeler
Roll on highway, roll on
along
Roll on Daddy 'til you
get back home
Roll on family, roll on
crew
Roll on Momma like I ask'd
ya to do
And roll on 18-wheeler,
roll on
ROLL ON
18-wheeler
18-wheeler
18-wheeler
18-wheeler
ROLL ON
(Semi drives away tootin' horn)
We Can't Love Like This Anymore
John Jarrard/Wendell Mobley
You're laying right beside me,
but you're a million miles away
And if I ask you what's
the matter
You don't have much to
say
And I can tell that i'm
not standing
Where I stood with you
before
We can't love like this,
anymore
Sometimes it makes me angry,
but mostly it just hurts
I thought time might make
it better
But it only made it worse
And I can't climb these
walls you're building
And I can't unlock the
door
We can't love like this
anymore
We're coming to a crossroad,
I can tell
I'm not sure we'd be this
lonely by ourselves
But I won't give up as
long as there's a chance
So where we go from here
is in your hands
Just say it's over, and
at least I'll know for sure
We can't love like this,
anymore
We can't love like this,
anymore