you behind You?re the one for me You?re the one for me The one for me Keep on putting me down if want but you know that you run to me You?re the one
need, I need I'm dyin' I'm burnin' I'm warnin' I'm bleedin' If you're alive, you know what I mean, if you're alive If you're alive, you know what I mean, if you're
you're doing Boys don't get us wrong There's just something missing in your song" If you're gonna play in Texas You gotta have a fiddle in the band
wrong You're coming home, yeah I just couldn't be that strong You're coming home, baby back where you belong You're coming home [Incomprehensible] You're
Yes, yes, yes, she's fine She's a fine, pretty thing I wanna love her all the time Well, I said tell me, baby, honey, where you goin' She said darlin
was the story of you From the point of view of your death bed blues And you will never believe in me again Until that final day when you You sign, you
mind You're driving me crazy, crazy, crazy Right out of mind You're driving me out of my mind You're driving me out of my mind You're driving me out
the mystery as long as you're loving me I've got everything I need as long as you're loving me As long as you're loving me Oh, as long as you're loving
a band Nobody wants to hear, nobody understands Don't start a band You'll be so disappointed that it was nothing like you planned Don't start a band
If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band If you're gonna play in Texas, you gotta have a fiddle in the band That lead guitar
can see And how you call How You beckon me The deaf hear The voice of love You bid me come And the cripple run You?re the one CHORUS ?Cause You?re
be here for ya till you're gone Till you're gone I'll be by your side Till you're gone I'll be your good time every night So while you're packing and
You told me that you loved me And every word was true You're actin' kinda funny lately I wonder what's wrong with you I'm gonna leave you And your crying
, yes, yes, she's fine She's a fine, pretty thing I wanna love her all the time Well, I said tell me baby Honey, where you goin' She said darlin
Translation: Alabama. If You're Gonna Play In Texas (You Gotta Have A Fiddle In The Band).
Translation: David Crowder Band. You're Everything.