Chely Wright He Don’t Do Bars Anymore

All the boys he played cards with

Couldn’t wait til he came

But they haven’t seen him

Since I got his last name

He plays at home now

And he always wins

Those swingin’ doors

Don’t do nothin’ for him

Cause he don’t do bars anymore

That ol’ jukebox

Don’t turn him on like before

We dance to our radio

On our own hardwood floor

No he don’t do bars anymore

He used to sit on a barstool

Keepin’ sad company

Now he lays on the couch

And he watches TV

When he’s wrapped up in my arms

He knows what he’s found

So don’t bother askin’

For him to come ’round

Cause he don’t do bars anymore

That ol’ jukebox

Don’t turn him on like before

We dance to our radio

On our own hardwood floor

No he don’t do bars anymore

No he don’t do bars anymore

Chely Wright What If I Can’t Say No Again?

I’m not afraid of growing old

Or dying young or never finding someone

And I’m not scared of the great unknown

Or being alone when it’s all said and done

I’m braver than I used to be

But there’s still some things in life that terrify me

What about a phone call in the middle of the night

You whispering so she can’t overhear you telling me

You still want me desperately

What about a knock on the door at 3 AM

Don’t have to hear your voice

To know you’ve been drinking

What if my hand opens the door and lets you in

Oh no what if I can’t say no again

I drive right by that old restaurant

The one we used to haunt

Without turning my head

And I don’t think twice about killing the lights

Yeah I sleep through the nights

Without you in my bed

And knowing I don’t need you here

Should leave me nothing to fear

What about a phone call in the middle of the night

You whispering so she can’t overhear you telling me

You still want me desperately

What about a knock on the door at 3 AM

Don’t have to hear your voice

To know you’ve been drinking

What if my hand opens the door and lets you in

Oh no what if I can’t say no again

What about a phone call in the middle of the night

You whispering so she can’t overhear you telling me

You still want me desperately

What about a knock on the door at 3 AM

Don’t have to hear your voice

To know you’ve been drinking

What if my hand opens the door and lets you in

Oh no what if I can’t say no again

Oh no what if I can’t say no again

Chely Wright Listenin’ To The Radio

He wears a Harley Jacket and a kiss me smile.

Through his steel blue eyes I can see for miles.

He digs big band music and the Rolling Stones.

But we listen country when were all alone.

‘Cause it makes me crazy.

It drives me wild.

I like my lovin’ country style.

[Chorus:]

Well, were listenin’ to the radio.

Flyin’ down the highway.

Feelin’ like outlaws.

Wind’s goin our way.

Sittin’ right beside him.

Hell-bent, holdin’ on.

Flippin’ through the stations.

Lookin’ for a fast song.

Singin’ along with the ones we know.

Listenin’ to the radio.

Well, we stop for gas, but not for long.

‘Cause that Philco radio keeps us movin’ along.

He floors that ’66 Mustang, rag top 289.

While I blow him kisses from the passenger side.

‘Cause it makes him crazy.

It drives him wild.

He likes his lovin’ country style

[Chorus]

I slide on over when the song slows down.

I give him all my love to throw his arms around.

We’re so in love we never touch the ground.

Blastin’ through the wind in a wall of sound.

[Repeat chorus 2x]

Chely Wright Snow Globe

My bellybutton came untied

The elevator turned to stone

I ran with waving arms

Then I lifted off the ground

I took a pill I shouldn’t have

I’m not so sorry that I did

‘Cause I can’t wait to slip out where

I’m lost and can’t be found

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

I see my mother, she is young

She doesn’t know it’s me I guess

We talk about the planets

Then run wildly down the street

The circles and the squares

Are shaking one another’s hands

And I’m about to get on stage

But I’m too naked for to sing

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Oh is this a bad dream?

Or the best dream that I’ve ever had?

And oh what is waiting, beyond the mirror,

Beyond the curtain,

Beyond what fades into the black?

I’m floating in a snow globe

Being tossed around like glitter

And I think I’m being shot at

So I swing and swing in vain

Apostrophes and commas

They are doing all that they do

Trying to reconcile some truth

In an atmosphere insane

Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

Chely Wright C’est La Vie’

It was a teenage wedding

And the old folks wished them well

You could see that Pierre

Did truly love the mademoiselle

Now the young monsieur and madame

Have rung the chapel bell

“C’est la vie” say the old folks

It goes to show you never can tell

They furnished off an apartment

With a two room Roebuck sale

The coolerator was crammed

With TV dinners and gingerale

But when Pierre found work

The little money comin’ worked out well

“C’est la vie” say the old folks

It goes to show you never can tell

They had a Hi-Fi phono

And boy did they let it blast

Seven hundred little records

All rock rhythm and jazz

But when the sun went down

The rapid tempo of the music fell

“C’est la vie” say the old folks

It goes to show you never can tell

They bought a souped-up jitney

Was a cherry-red ’53

Drove it down to Orleans

To celebrate their anniversary

It was there that Pierre

Was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle

“C’est la vie” say the old folks

It goes to show you never can tell

It goes to show you never can tell

Chely Wright Gotta Get Good At Givin’ Again

They married young, right out of school

Back in ’78

She rubbed his back, he rubbed her feet

After a long, hard day

Now they’re livin’ in Beverly Hills

And it’s all turned upside-down

He gets a weekly massage, she gets a pedicure

On different sides of town

And they both know they’ve gotten far

From the way they used to be

She wakes him up in the middle of the night

And cries, baby, listen to me

[Chorus:]

We gotta get good at givin’ again

If we wanna have a life like we did back then

We’ve got a second change to let someone in

Hey, we gotta get good at givin’ again

We gotta get good at givin’ again

A little girl walks in the park

Holdin’ hands with her daddy’s mom

She wants to know why that man is asleep

On the bench with the dirty clothes on

Grandma tells the innocent child

It hasn’t always been this way

She slips a ten dollar bill in his shopping cart

And whispers, mister, have a good day

[Chorus]

It oughta tell us something

When the ones we should be lovin’

Ain’t getting what they need

Don’t be afraid to make the first move

Take the lead

[Chorus]

Hey, we gotta get good at givin’ again

We gotta get good at givin’ again

Chely Wright Broken

Why can’t you just believe in me?

Not everyone is the enemy

I’m trying hard I swear I am

I’m doin’ the best I can

But I’m Broken

Broken

I’m wagin’ war up in my head

Last time I loved it ’bout left me dead

And you’re no better off ’cause you got burned too

By someone you thought you really knew

Now you’re Broken

Broken

You hold a little back in case I leave

That way I can’t take all of you

But that guarded part is the part I need

So I don’t feel like I’m a fool

Last time that I let somebody in

It really hurt me but that was then

So here we are, just you and me

The sum of all our injuries

Don’t try to push me ’cause I might break

Not sure how much of this I can take

So if you otta go, well that’s alright too

Guess there’s not a lot that we can do

‘Cause we’re Broken

Broken

You hold a little back in case I leave

That way I can’t take all of you

But that guarded part is the part I need

So I don’t feel like I’m a fool

Yeah, we’re Broken

Baby we’re Broken

Chely Wright Damn Liar

Does anybody really know you?

Can anybody say they truly do?

You swear that you’re a hick retriever

Your limbs are loaded down with rotten fruit

You gotta keep on spinnin’ around

Never let your worlds collide

‘Cause if we all start talkin’ there might be nowhere for you to hide

You’re a damn liar

A damn liar

A damn liar

How’d you make it this far

Being a, a damn liar

You damn liar

A damn liar

That’s what you are

Don’t you find it all confusin’

keeping up with all the tales you tell?

You’re scared to death that I’ll run into the one before me you put through hell

To you we’re all disposable and that’s exactly what you do

You just deleted me ’cause I was on to you

You’re a damn liar

A damn liar

A damn liar

How’d you make it this far

Being a, a damn liar

You damn liar

A damn liar

That’s what you are

You’re a damn liar

A damn liar

A damn liar

How’d you make it this far

Bein’ a damn liar

Miserable liar

Damn liar

That’s what you are

Damn liar

A damn liar

You’re a damn liar

How’d you make it this far

Damn liar

You fuckin’ liar

You’re a damn liar

That’s what you are

Chely Wright Love Didn’t Listen

He was a rebel she was born across the tracks

Her parents had his never did

To look at them it didn’t fit

Everyone whispered ain’t it weird him with her

It’ll never work that’s what they said

But to this day he takes away her breath

[Chorus:]

Love didn’t listen

It only hears what it wants to hear

Two hearts beating as one

The odds were against ’em

Oh but they had something on their side

When doubt said it can’t be done

Love didn’t listen

Married one summer and it was heaven seven years

Yeah, there were tears but no big deal

They just kept rollin’ up love’s hill

Then one night it happened, bitter words, slammin’ doors

She said divorce he said me too

But even though it sounded like the thing to do

[Chorus]

It was an obstacle course

Had every negative force

Tellin’ them they’ll never make it (but)

[Chorus]

Chely Wright Till All Her Tears Are Dry

I sat bored at my piano

When he walked into the bar

When he nodded from his table

I said I know just how things are

Cause the only time I see you

Is when you’ve made your lady cry

And you always say you’ll only stay

Till all her tears are dry

Now for months I’ve watched you wrestle

With that other side of you

You’re scared one day you’ll lose your temper

Yes and then you’ll lose her too

Oh they say that love is brutal

And for years she’s paid the price

It might be too late you best not wait

Till all her tears are dry

You better run to her and fall on your knees

Swear that you’ll be the man

She’s wanted you to be

Then by the grace of God

She’ll let you lay there by her side

And hold her gently

Till all her tears are dry

You better run to her and fall on your knees

Swear that you’ll be the man

She’s wanted you to be

Then by the grace of God

She’ll let you lay there by her side

And hold her gently

Till all her tears are dry

Hold her gently

Till all her tears are dry