On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross The emblem of suffering and shame; And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost sinners was slain So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world Has a wondrous attraction for me; For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above To bear it to dark Calvary So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine A wondrous beauty I see For 'twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died To pardon and sanctify me So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown To the old rugged cross I will ever be true; Its shame and reproach gladly bear; Then He'll call me some day to my home far away Where His glory forever I'll share So I'll cherish the old rugged cross Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross And exchange it some day for a crown

Drinkin' was forbidden in my Christian country home I learned to play the flattop on them good ol' Gospel songs And I heard about the barrooms just across the Georgia line Where a boy could make a livin' playin' guitar late at night Had to learn about the ladies, too young to understand Why the young girls fall in love with the boys in the band When the boys turn to music, the girls just turn away To some other guitar picker in some other late night place Yeah, I held on to my music, I let the ladies walk away Took my songs and dreams to Nashville then I moved on to L.A. Up to New York City, all across the U.S.A I've lost so much of me but there's enough of me to say That my home's in Alabama No matter where I lay my head My home's in Alabama Southern born and Southern bred What keeps me goin' I don't really know Can't be the money, Lord knows I'm always broke Could it be the satisfaction of bein' understood When the people really love you and let you know when it's good Oh I'll speak my Southern English as natural as I please I'm in the heart of Dixie, Dixie's in the heart of me And someday when I make it, when love finds a way Somewhere high on Lookout Mountain I'll just smile with pride and say That my home's in Alabama No matter where I lay my head My home's in Alabama Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred And my home's in Alabama No matter where I lay my head My home's in Alabama Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred Southern born and southern bred

How was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker I didn't know, I couldn't know Now I'm laying on this killing floor and I wanna die Listen How I was supposed to know Was it by your sweet face or your eyes Oh, Lord How was I supposed to know you gimme my heart aching Mama couldn't tell me about the feeling And all them love sick songs Well, they got true meaning Oh why, why did you have to slice me wide, babe How was I supposed to know you gimme my first heart aching How was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker Oh, I didn't know, I didn't know Now I'm on this killing floor and I wanna die Who ever said that we two were never meant I'll tell you how I know you're wrong, I'd fight you all I know the way things are, I'd fight the planets Why, why did you have to slice so wide, baby How was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker Oh, how was I supposed to know you was a heartbreaker Oh, oh, I didn't know, I didn't know Why you gotta go and kill me so that I wanna die Oh, "I wanted to grow old with you'" you told me so But then you go How was I supposed to know

Astral 2-4-2 ah, bu 2-4-2 Ah, gecenin zifiri ya Ah, dumanım bitiyo ya Ah, paparoz getirir bu Gece de ekibim bitirim ya Ah, sokağın stili bu Her nefes de gerilim ya (kış, kış, kış, kış) Ah, köşede kirlenir O yıkamaz elinin kirini ya (kış, kış, kış, kış) Sonunda geliyo bak ghettonun içinden melodi ya Ah, uzaktan bana bakar der "Ati sen delisin" ya Ah, manita surat asar, ah attırır tepemi ya Ah, kafası bi' milyon o yine de yakalar ritimi ya Hevesim kaçarken yakaladım onu bu sefer doğrulmam ya Hedefe vururken tonla kez ıskalamak nedir bi' bana sor (ay) Olacak bi' ara bol para olmasam da imparator (ay, ya) İnanmazsan eğer bana gel bi'de kankalara sor Ih yap, geliyo çavolar peşinde memurlar muhattap olamam (ya) Alayı tav onlar bana özenirler kana kana (ah) Kankalar arabama, sanırım akıcak bu gece bana para Bakamam aramana, kafamız kıyak ve rotamız alabama (alabama) Bi' elimde Malibu, bi' elimde kush Sen en iyisi fazla gölge yapma çekil bi' kenara puşt Tepeye doğru kanat çırpar yükselir her an bu kuş Her rakibim tuş, Alabama bu rotamız puşt Bi' elimde Malibu, bi' elimde kush Sen en iyisi fazla gölge yapma çekil bi' kenara puşt Tepeye doğru kanat çırpar yükselir her an bu kuş Her rakibim tuş, Alabama bu rotamız puşt Kopartmaz sana bi' kuruş (ah), yapar her gece bir iki (ah) Müşteri onu hep bulur (ya), gece suları bir iki (ah yeah) Ateşi yak (ya), kod adım 2-4-2 (ah) Digga sen önüne bak (ah), sistemin para ve isim Para ve isim gelir yakarım ben olmam fitil, sanarsın boss Beni sokağım bu duruma deli, çeneyi sıkı tutana dost denir (ah) Kafası karışık bebenin, kanına karışır o yüksek doz (ah) Bu bokun amacı olucak sonuna kadar bak elime koz (ay) Manita poz verir, adım atarım o konsere (ah) Yorulma boş yere eskimez sesim geçse on sene (ah) Çavoyu tanımadım (ah), darılmış yok yere (ah) Tadınını alamadıysan (ah) o zaman bong dene (o zaman bong) Bi' elimde Malibu, bi' elimde kush Sen en iyisi fazla gölge yapma çekil bi' kenara puşt Tepeye doğru kanat çırpar yükselir her an bu kuş Her rakibim tuş, Alabama bu rotamız puşt Bi' elimde Malibu, bi' elimde kush Sen en iyisi fazla gölge yapma çekil bi' kenara puşt Tepeye doğru kanat çırpar yükselir her an bu kuş Her rakibim tuş, Alabama bu rotamız puşt

Oh, Alabama, the devil fools with the best laid plan Swing low, Alabama You got the spare change, you got to feel strange And now the moment is all that it meant Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders That's breaking your back Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch And a wheel on the track Oh Alabama, banjos playing through the broken glass Windows down in Alabama See the old folks tied in white ropes, hear the banjo Don't it take you down home? Alabama, you got the weight on your shoulders That's breaking your back Your Cadillac has got a wheel in the ditch And a wheel on the track Oh Alabama, can I see you and shake your hand? Make friends down in Alabama I'm from a new land, I come to you and See all this ruin, what are you doing? Alabama You got the rest of the union To help you along What's going wrong?

Kevin wasn't really all that popular in school But I remember well the day I thought Now, that guy's pretty cool He pulled into the parking lot and everybody cheered 'Cause he'd gone and painted his entire Chevy Cavalier Camouflage, camouflage It disappears when it pulls out of his garage Camouflage, camouflage Well, I asked Jenny to the prom And her mom knew how to sew So she made a matching tux And gown from Duck Blind Mossy Oak We took pictures in the backyard Before we went to the dance And the only thing that you can see Is our faces and our hands Camouflage, camouflage You should've seen the way it popped with her corsage Camouflage, camouflage Ain't nothing doesn't go with camouflage You can blend in in the country You can stand out in the fashion world Be invisible to a whitetail Irresistible to a redneck girl Camouflage, camouflage Oh, you're my favorite color, camouflage You can blend in in the country You can stand out in the fashion world Be invisible to a whitetail Irresistible to a redneck girl Well, the stars and bars offend some folks And I guess I see why But nowadays there's still a way To show your Southern pride The only thing as patriotic As the old red, white and blue It's green and gray and black And brown and tan all rolled into Camouflage, camouflage Designed by Mother Nature and by God It's camouflage, camouflage You're my favorite color, camouflage, yeah

On my fifth birthday I got so upset About the brand new bike that I didn't get I'd prayed my heart out and it didn't seem fair. I told my grandpa, "I guess God doesn't care" And he just smiled and said, "My child," "Make no mistake Every prayer you pray gets answered Even though Sometimes, the answer is no." Five years later, out behind the shed With a stolen pack of grandpa's cigarettes I struck a match, and held that first one to my lips And prayed to God, "Please let me get away with this." And through the smoky air I saw grandpa standing there. Make no mistake Every prayer you pray gets answered Even though Sometimes, the answer is no When I think of all the answers in my life, I would have to say There's no doubt it was always for the best when I didn't get my way. Grandpa got older, like grandpas do His health was failing and I guess I knew It'd be best if he was called on home But selfishly I prayed that God would keep him hanging on And when he passed away, in my mind I heard him say. Make no mistake Every prayer you pray gets answered Even though Sometimes, the answer is no. Sometimes the answer Is no.

Mother, do not cry for me All of this, is exactly how, it's supposed to be I'm right here, can you hear my voice My life, my love, my Lord, my baby boy As they nail me to this tree Just know the Father waits for me God, how can, this be your will To have your son, and my son killed Whatever happens, whatever you see Whatever your eyes tell you has, become of me This is not, is not the end I am making, all things new again I remember, when you were born In that manger where I first held you, in my arms So many miracles, and lives you've changed And this world repays you how, with all this pain And as they nail me to this tree Just know the Father waits for me God, how can, this be your will To have your son, and my son killed Whatever happens (whatever happens) Whatever you see (I don't wanna see) Whatever your eyes tell you has, become of me This is not (tell me it's not) Is not the end I am making, all things new again Whatever happens (oh, oh) Whatever you see (oh) Whatever your eyes tell you has, become of me This is not (no) Is not the end I am making, all things new again

When I'm sitting in traffic some afternoon Or bored to death in some waiting room Well I'm gonna close my eyes and picture you Today You keep brushing that hair back outta your eyes And it just keeps falling and so do I Well I'm feeling like the luckiest man alive Today I don't know about tomorrow But right now the whole world feels right And the memory of a day like today Can get you through the rest of your life Well I know it won't always be like this Life can change as quick as a kiss It's not over yet and I already miss Today And as the seasons change and time goes by When your hair is grey and so is mine Know for sure that you're gonna be just as beautiful As you are to me today. Bring on tomorrow, I've got today Bring on tomorrow, I've got today Bring on tomorrow, right now the whole world is right Bring on tomorrow Because the memory of a day like today Can get you through the rest of your life