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Carrie Underwood - Just A Dream

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album: “Carnival Ride” (2007) It was two weeks after the day she turned eighteen
All dressed in white
Going to the church that night
She had his box of letters in the passenger seat
Sixpence in a shoe, something barrowed, something blue
And when the church doors opened up wide
She put her veil down
Trying to hide the tears
Oh she just couldn’t believe it
She heard trumpets from the military band
And the flowers fell out of her hand

Baby why’d you leave me
Why’d you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I’ll never know
I can’t even breathe
It’s like I’m looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody’s saying, he’s not coming home now
This can’t be happening to me
This is just a dream

The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray
Lord please lift his soul, and heal this hurt
Then the congregation all stood up and sang the saddest song that she ever heard
Then they handed her a folded up flag
And she held on to all she had left of him
Oh, and what could have been
And then the guns rang one last shot
And it felt like a bullet in her heart

Baby why’d you leave me
Why’d you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I’ll never know
I can’t even breathe
It’s like I’m looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody’s saying, he’s not coming home now
This can’t be happening to me
This is just a dream

Oh,
Baby why’d you leave me
Why’d you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I’ll never know
Oh, now I’ll never know
It’s like I’m looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody’s saying, he’s not coming home now
This can’t be happening to me
This is just a dream

Oh, this is just a dream
Just a dream
Yeah, Yeah

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Joe Nichols - Real Things

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album: “Real Things”

I love real things built to last
Hardwood floors and stone fireplaces
And looking back on the past

Ice cold beer, fish that fight
Wise, old bucks
And old timer’s tellin’ lies
Fireflies

Rainy days, I love them, I always have
Screened in porches, my old, straw hat
Smell of dogwoods, early signs of spring
Real things

I love real things like a hard days work
Sinkin’ my hands in fresh plowed dirt
And lovin’ someone so much it hurts

New strings on an old guitar
Moonshine in a mason jar
And just feelin’ alive, at peace with who you are

Real things, I love ‘em, I always have
Like grandma’s kitchen
And grandpa’s laugh
Stealin’ that first kiss on the front porch swing
Real things

It’s them real things, that I come back to every year
Like Christmas time with those that I hold dear
When it’s the real things
The truth rings so loud and clear
For those with ears to hear

I want real things like I love you
Or an amen, from the very last pew
And I miss you dad
Son, I miss you too

Real things, I love them, I always have
Like the kinfolk shoes on a welcome mat
Sunday morning, hearing my mama sing
Real things, I love those real things
Real things

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Kelly Clarkson - Low

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Album: Thankful Artist: Kelly Clarkson Low Everybody’s talking But they don’t say a thing They look at me with sad eyes But I don’t want the sympathy Its cool you didn’t want me Sometimes you can’t go back But why’d you have to go and make a mess like that Well I just have to say Before I let go Have you ever been low? Have you ever had a friend that let you down so? When the truth came out Were you the last to know? Were you left out in the cold? What you did was low No I don’t need your number There’s nothing left to say Except I never thought it’d hurt this much to be saved My friends are outside waiting I’ve gotta go Have you ever been low? Have you ever had a friend that let you down so? When the truth came out Were you the last to know? Were you left out in the cold? What you did was low What you did was low (low) What you did was low (low) What you did was low (low) I walk out of this darkness With no sense of regret And I go with a clear conscience We both know that you can’t say that Here’s to show For all the time I loved you so… So… Have you ever been low? Have you ever had a friend that let you down so? When the truth came out Were you the last to know? Were you left out in the cold? What you did was low Have you ever been low? Have you ever had a friend that let you down so? When the truth came out Were you the last to know? Were you left out in the cold? What you did was low Have you ever been low? Have you ever had a friend that let you down so? Cuz what you did was low

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