Andy Griggs

The sun is setting on my lonely heart In this cheap motel What I though would be brand new start Is just a prison cell Independence was calling my name Screamin' in the wind Sayin', Son you need a change But now these walls are closin' in 'cause free

Baby light a couple candles Lock the bedroom door Put on some sweet soul music Throw a blanket on the floor Surrender to my patient hands All week I've been your husband Tonight I want to be your man It hit me just this morning When I passed you in t

She's Black smoke formin' across in the sky I ask for a water and she brings me wine, she brings me wine She's one part angel, the other part sin I say I'm tired and she says, let's go again, let's go again My kind of, my kind of beautiful Lover and

If heaven was an hour, it would be twilight When the fireflies start their dancin' on the lawn And supper's on the stove and mamma's laughin' And everybody's workin' day is done. If heaven was a town it would be my town Oh, on a summer day in 1985 An

Artist: Andy Griggs Song: She Thinks She Needs Me Lyrics : She thinks I walk on water She thinks I hung the moon She tells me every mornin' They just don't make men like you She thinks I've got it together She swears I'm as tough as nails But I dont

She says I'm a piece of work And I make her laugh She's got answers For anything I could ask Yeah we fit together Inside and out She knows where I'm going Before I turn around Chorus: No there ain't another like her And I can't believe That her soul

She's the last girl I thought I'd ever see here But there stands the preacher's daughter holdin' a beer A tattoo of an angel on the small of her back How cool is that She probably don't remember me, it's been a long long time About then she turned ar

I can't count the barns Ive passed Painted red, white and black See Rock City And up ahead there's a turn Takes me right through Gadlinburg I hear it's pretty Maybe some other time, I can't slow down Right across that state line, right about now Her

Are you ready? Been down this street so many times, Could hit the gas and close my eyes. And not touch a thing. The doorways here are always dark, Keep movin', it's not safe to park. 'Cause this ain't no lover's lane. It's where infatuation goes, You

You see I take a little trip in my old field road Down the Louisiana swamp to Beinja Bayo The prettiest site I ever did see was the Cajun girls On them awesome trees Raw fish boilin' on an open fire Cajun fiddled them an old guitar To drink their tea