Six o'clock on Friday evening Momma doesn't know she's leaving 'Til she hears the screen door slamming Rubber squealin', gears a-jamming Local country station j...

I don't need to be anything other Than a prison guard's son I don't need to be anything other Than a specialist's son I don't have to be anyone other Than the b...

Another day has gone I'm still all alone How could this be You're not here with me You never said goodbye Someone tell me why Did you have to go And leave my wo...