How Far Can It Go? (feat. Trisha Yearwood) - Hailey Whitters

(Laying Martine - Kent Robbins) Everything in moderation That's the way it's always been Never gettin' out of control Never hanging it out, always reelin' it in. I saved my money for a rainy day But now I've had enough of playin' it safe I wanna go too far, I wanna go too fast Somebody draw the line so I can blow right past. I wanna spend too much I wanna stay too late I'm gonna roar too loud I'm gonna be that way I wanna play too hard I wanna go too far. --- Instrumental --- I'm the one they all depend on Sensible, predictable and strong But every now and then I feel like I've played that role too long. I need to rock the boat I need to speak my mind Just this once Let it all unwind. I wanna go too far, I wanna go too fast Somebody draw the line so I can blow right past. I've gotta set this spirit free that's hiding here inside I feel like a bird in a cage, it's time for me to fly. yeah, yeah --- Instrumental --- I wanna spend too much I wanna stay too late I'm gonna roar too loud I'm gonna be that way I wanna play too hard I wanna go too far. Yeah, I wanna go too far Yeah, yeah, I wanna go too far...

I'll just keep on falling in love Till I get it right Right now I'm like a wounded bird Hungry for the sky But if I try my wings and try long enough I'm bound to learn to fly So I'll just keep on falling in love Till I get it right My door to love has opened out More times than in And I'm either fool or wise enough To open it again' Cause I'll never know what's beyond the mountain Till I reach the other side So I'll just keep on falling in love Till I get it right If practice makes perfect, then I'm near about as perfect As I'll ever be in my life So I'll just keep on falling in love Till I get it right

(Melissa Etheridge) Come on baby let's get out of this town I got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down There's a chill in my bones I don't want to be left alone So baby you can sleep while I drive. I'll pack my bag and load up my guitar In my pocket I'll carry my harp I got some money I saved enough to get underway And baby you can sleep while I drive. We'll go through Tucson up to Santa Fe And Barbara in Nashville says we're welcome to stay I'll buy you boots down in Texas a hat from New Orleans And in the morning you can tell me your dreams. You know I've seen it before this mist that covers your eyes You've been looking for something that's not in your life My intentions are true won't you take me with you And baby you can sleep while I drive. --- Instrumental --- Oh, oh, oh, is it other arms you want to hold you Oh, oh, oh, the stranger the lover you're free Can't you get that with me Come on baby let's get out of this town I've got a full tank of gas with the top rolled down. If you won't take me with you I'll go before night is through And baby you can sleep while I drive...

He was her man, she was his wife And one winter night He knelt by her As she gave birth But it wasn't his child It wasn't his child Yet still he took him as his own And as he watched him grow It brought him joy But it wasn't his child It wasn't his child And like a father he was strong and kind And I believe he did his best It wasn't easy for him But he did all could His son was different from the rest It wasn't his child And when the boy became a man He took his father's hand And soon the world Would all know why It wasn't his child It wasn't his child And like a father he was strong and kind And I believe he did his best It wasn't easy for him But he did all could He grew up with his hands in wood And he died with his hands in wood He was God's child He was her man, she was his wife And one winter night He knelt by her As she gave birth But it wasn't his child It wasn't his child It was God's child

Here you are face to face, with your greatest test of faith It ain't lookin' good but you wouldn't run even if you could 'Cause you know what's on the line, it's win or lose, do or die Every swing's coming fast and the punches knock you back When you hit the ground, you find your wings You go one more round when that bell rings They say you're done, but here you come You're a hammer hittin', spittin' fire, prizefighter When you're sweating from the fear, you look it the eye Turn the sound of defeat into your battle cry Stakes are down, you're outta luck Look at you, smiling with a shiner, standing higher Prizefighter When you see 'em shake their heads, that's when you start seein' red From your head down to your toes, you find your glory, strength and hope Come on, come on, comeback kid, show 'em how you never quit You're gonna rise from the pain like a hurricane When you hit the ground, you find your wings You go one more round when that bell rings They say you're done, but here you come You're a hammer hittin', spittin' fire, prizefighter When you're sweating from the fear, you look it the eye Turn the sound of defeat into your battle cry Stakes are down, you're outta luck Look at you, smiling with a shiner, standing higher Prizefighter, yeah When you're sweating from the fear, you look it the eye Turn the sound of defeat into your battle cry Stakes are down, you're outta luck Look at you, smiling with a shiner, standing higher Prizefighter, yeah Look at you standing tall Look at you standing tall And you still ain't had enough And you still ain't had enough Look at you standing tall Look at you standing tall And you still ain't had enough And you still ain't had enough Look at you standing tall And you still ain't had enough

I breathe it in like morning wind Through pampas grass, I'll make it last Like my last twenty Oh, ain't it funny? How even when it's wrong, I come on strong Like coffee black, I'll burn as fast as a box fan hummin' Oh, I ain't runnin' from nothin' I can't help that I'm this way My heart goes wild and that won't change If I take this love right to my grave It is 'cause I fault how I was raised, hey I wear it proud like Mama's house Or a Sunday dress, that's still the test of a Christmas Eve It's all on my sleeve So bring on the dry spell, tell me the hard truth Let's take the long way, that's what I'm used to When makin' this bet, if you're all in Put on your seatbelt, if you can't tell I can't help that I'm this way My heart goes wild and that won't change If I take this love right to my grave It's 'cause I fault how I was raised, hey Headfirst, I'm jumpin' A little dirt don't hurt nothin' I know it's worth more than gold This hand you hold, I know you know that I can't help that I'm this way I'll take you to the grave, right to the grave, yeah I can't help that I'm this way, oh I'm all in and that won't change If I take this love right to my grave It is 'cause I fault how I was raised, hey Headfirst, I'm jumpin' A little dirt don't hurt nothin'

I like my drinks a little too strong I like my men a little bit wrong I like my nights a little bit wild Full-grown woman, still juvenile I like bars a little too dark I'll find a song in a broken heart Watchin' a good thing go to hell Know that story just a little too well I ain't a dime-a-dozen I'm all or nothin' Love me or hate me, take me or leave me But don't try and change me, I'm cool with the way I am Throw shade or praise me, that's how God made me And how my mama raised me, if you know me, you'll understand I'm worn-out blues over straight lace A little more, "Messed-up Mary", than "Plain Jane" I like roads that go on windin' Stuck in the rough, comin' up diamonds I ain't afraid to wear my flaws It's so last year to cover 'em all If you're like me, hitch up your wagon And throw on your baggage Love me or hate me, take me or leave me But don't try and change me, I'm cool with the way I am Throw shade or praise me, that's how God made me And how my mama raised me to go a little against the grain I'm worn-out blues over straight lace A little more, "Messed-up Mary", than "Plain Jane" I'm a little more Messed-up Mary That's alright with me Hey, little "Miss Messed-up Mary" It ain't all bad to be Love me or hate me, take me or leave me Don't try and change me, I'm cool with the way I am Throw shade or praise me, that's how God made me How my mama raised me, if you know me, you'll understand I'm worn-out blues over straight lace A little more, "Messed-up Mary", than "Plain Jane" A little more "Messed-up Mary" (A little more "Messed-up Mary") Jane, hey, hey, hey (A little more "Messed-up Mary")

Happy people don't cheat Happy people don't lie They don't judge or hold a grudge They don't criticize Happy people don't hate Happy people don't steal 'Cause all the hurt sure ain't worth all the guilt they feel If you wanna know the secret You can't buy it, gotta make it And you ain't ever gonna be it By takin' someone else's away Never take it for granted You ain't gotta understand it But here's to whatever puts a smile on your face Whatever makes you happy people Happy people don't fail Happy people just learn They don't think they're above, push or shove They just wait their turn They always got a hand, or a dollar to spare They know the golden rule, what you're goin' through Even if they've never been there So, if you wanna know the secret You can't buy it, gotta make it And you ain't ever gonna be it By takin' someone else's away Never take it for granted You ain't gotta understand it But here's to whatever puts a smile on your face Whatever makes you happy people And these days they ain't so easy to find They're the ones that you want standing on your side No time for greed, if they need some, give them some slack And we'll all be happy people 'Cause life is short And love is rare And we all deserve to be happy while we're here

You left your jacket in the back seat That's why I'm callin' you now I found it curled up in a ball I was cleanin' the 'yota out Swing by the house anytime you want Or I can drop it off You know whiskey makes me honest Tequila makes you mean Last thing I remember you were cussin' My keys were in the weeds You threw 'em out Said "I'd love to see you leave But I won't let you go kill yourself Or get busted by the po-po" So I staggered home alone Still thinkin' about you I'm through talkin' about all the things we can't change It's hard movin' on I don't want you gone Ain't it strange the way we keep tryin' to tie down this thing With these loose strings Baby, if we weren't so hard-headed Maybe we wouldn't fight And if you weren't so damn pretty I might have slept last night You say you can't live with me Ah, but you can't live without It's the little things I think about When I stagger home alone Still thinkin' about you I'm through talkin' about all the things we can't change It's hard movin' on I don't want you gone But ain't it strange the way we keep tryin' to tie down this thing With these loose strings Ain't no "What it's gonna be," babe What you get is what you see, babe We can try and lock it down It might hold for now But that ain't you and me We keep tyin' ourselves down With these loose strings Every time I turn around Loose strings The two of us just tangled up in Loose strings Every time I think I love you Loose strings Loose strings Loose strings Loose strings