Strait Country

Give me a bottle of your very best
'Cause I've got a problem I'm gonna drink off my chest.
I'm gonna spend the night getting down
'Cause that woman that I had wrapped around my finger
Just come unwound.

That woman that I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound.
She kicked me out of the house and tonight I'm whiskey bound.
Yeah I'm gonna be the drunkest fool in town
'Cause that woman that I had wrapped around my finger
Just come unwound.

Well she packed my bags and opened up the door.
And I got a feeling she didn't want me 'round no more.
She caught me in a lie when I was messin' around,
And that woman that I had wrapped around my finger
Just come unwound.

That woman that I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound.
She kicked me out of the house and tonight I'm whiskey bound.
Yeah I'm gonna be the drunkest fool in town
'Cause that woman that I had wrapped around my finger
Just come unwound.

And that woman that I had wrapped around my finger
Just come unwound.

- Dean Dillon, Frank Dycus

Well, it won't be long now
Til that 'ol sun goes down
And darkness helps me hide my shameful tears
My wife works all night long
For a man who's halfway gone
She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs

It's a shame she wears the name
Of a man who's locked and chained
To a bottle that's destroyin' all hopes and cares
To the men with hungry eyes
She works and hides her pride
She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs

It's a shame she wears the name
Of a man who's locked and chained
To a bottle that's destroyin' all hopes and cares
To the men with hungry eyes
She works and hides her pride
She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs

- Dallas Frazier

In a bar in Acuna called Ma Crosby's I found myself not feeling any pain
I told a 'Frisco girl I'd come for freedom, she said she'd only come to catch a train
We struck up some idle conversation, traded all the troubles on our minds
One thing led to another in the evening and I fell in love again for my last time

Blame it on Mexico if you need a reason
Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime
Blame it on Mexico, but she's the reason
That I fell in love again for my last time

Daylight dawned and found me in Del Rio
In a rundown motel room as dark as hell
I felt all the pains of a morning after
And all alone as far as I could tell

Why she left I have no way of knowing
I guess she caught her train and that's a crime
She took everything I ever wanted
And I fell in love again for my last time

Blame it on Mexico if you need a reason
Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime
Blame it on Mexico, but she's the reason
That I fell in love again for my last time

- Darryl Staedtler

Lately you've been showin' all the signs
Of a woman with someone else on her mind.
It's not your fault, it's the nights I've left you alone,
And if you're thinkin' you want a stranger, there's one coming home.

If you're thinkin' you want a stranger, I'll soon be there.
You're gonna see a change in me, this time I swear.
No more late nights, comin' in at daylight, and no more doin' you wrong.
If you're thinkin' you want a stranger, there's one coming home.

Bought you a silk gown and perfume today.
Picked up some roses and champagne on the way.
Oh I called to ask you to put some soft music on.
'Cause if you're thinkin' you want a stranger, there's one coming home.

If you're thinkin' you want a stranger, I'll soon be there.
You're gonna see a change in me, this time I swear.
No more late nights, comin' in at daylight, and no more doin' you wrong.
If you're thinkin' you want a stranger, there's one coming home.

If you're thinkin' you want a stranger, there's one coming home.

- Blake Mevis, David Wills

I don't get along
With people who aren't kind
I don't get along
With folks with only money on their mind

And I don't get along with someone
Who's always trying to tell me what to do
But on and on I get along with you

Well, I don't like
People always telling me that I should change
They get simple lives
For them to think they've got my life to rearrange

But they don't understand
Exactly what love boils down to
'Cause on and on
(On and on)
I get along with you

Well, all it takes to please me
Is waking in the morning, feeling you by my side
And all I ever needed
Is knowing that I'm needed in your life

I may not do all the things
That other people want me to
But on and on
(On and on)
I get along with you

Yeah, on and on
(On and on)
I get along with you

- Dean Dillon, Frank Dycus, Murray F. Cannon, Raleigh Squires, Jimmy Darrell

Well I'm out on a tear 'cause she's tearing me apart
If I look rough on the outside, you ought to see my heart.
And this look in my eyes shows beyond a doubt,
Since my woman left, I'm down and out.

Well, I'm down at the bar, out of my mind,
Tighter than an eight-day clock with no way to unwind,
That jukebox cries the blues like it knows what I'm about.
Since my woman left, I'm down and out.

Well I'm down to my last dollar, but I don't really care.
My friends have all got whiskey, and they don't mind if I share.
They know how it feels to have your heart torn inside out,
Since my woman left, I'm down and out.

Well, I'm down at the bar, out of my mind,
Tighter than an eight-day clock with no way to unwind,
That jukebox cries the blues like it knows what I'm about.
Since my woman left, I'm down and out.

Since my woman left, since my woman left,
Since my woman left, I'm down and out.

- Dean Dillon, Frank Dycus

I love the sound of a jukebox playing
So I sit here while she's staying home
Watching Dallas on TV

I love the taste of whiskey straight
But the strongest thing she ever takes
Is a sip from a small glass of Chablis

Though birds of a different feather
Our love keeps us together
And she knows what's wrong with me tonight
I've got that Friday Night Fever

Sometimes a man just needs a breather
She knows I love her and I need her
And I'm no cheater
I've just got that Friday Night Fever

She wouldn't change me if she could
So I wouldn't change her, she's too good
Sometimes a man just needs a change of pace

I've heard all those come-on lines
But I go home at closing time
I know no one could ever take her place

Now she's taking down her hair
She knows I'll soon be there
To give her the love she needs tonight
I've got that Friday Night Fever

Sometimes a man just needs a breather
She knows I love her and I need her
And I'm no cheater
I've just got that Friday Night Fever
I got that Friday Night Fever

- Dean Dillon, Frank Dycus, Blake Mevis

I Guess You Think It's Fun
To Laugh at Her Expense
And Point out Each Mistake She Makes
In Front of All Your Friends
You Figure She'll Let it Go by
Cause She Loves You So
But, You Know

Every Time You Throw Dirt on Her
You Lose a Little Ground
She Slips a Little Farther Away
Each Time That You Put Her down
A Lady like That Can Come Here and Get
Somebody Who Knows What He's Found
Every Time You Throw Dirt on Her
You Lose a Little Ground

It's Hard to Bite My Lip
But, I Ain't Saying a Word
I Give You All the Rope to Hang Yourself
That You Deserve
You Might Be Ahead of Me in Her Heart Today
But, That's Okay

Every Time You Throw Dirt on Her
You Lose a Little Ground
She Slips a Little Farther Away
Each Time That You Put Her down
A Lady like That Can Come Here and Get
Somebody Who Knows What He's Found
Every Time You Throw Dirt on Her
You Lose a Little Ground

Every Time You Throw Dirt on Her
You Lose a Little Ground
She Slips a Little Farther Away
Each Time That You Put Her down
A Lady like That Can Come Here and Get
Somebody Who Knows What He's Found
Every Time You Throw Dirt on Her
You Lose a Little Ground

Every Time You Throw Dirt on Her
You Lose a Little Ground
She Slips a Little Farther Away
Each Time That You Put Her down
A Lady like That Can Come Here and Get
Somebody Who Knows What He's Found
Every Time You Throw Dirt on Her
You Lose a Little Ground

- Michael Garvin, Tom Shapiro

I let it all hang out last night
I come in hung over this morning
My woman met me at the door
Preachin' me this warnin'

She said you're gonna have to change
Your sinful way of living
But she's playing hell
Trying to get me to heaven

Well, I promised to go to church with her
'Bout a month of Sundays ago
Well, here it is Sunday again
And I ain't been once in a row

And every time that ole church bell rings
You can hear my rod n' reel a singing
And she's playing hell
Trying to get me to heaven

She's playing hell
Trying to get me to heaven
There ain't no way
All my sins can be forgiven

There's only ten commandments
But I broke at least eleven
She's playing hell
Trying to get me to heaven

She went out and bought me
A Sunday go to meeting suit
I must confess it looked pretty sharp
With my deer hunting boots

But I wore holes in both the knees
Trying to roll them sevens
She's playing hell
Trying to get me to heaven

She's playing hell
Trying to get me to heaven

- Dean Dillon, David Wills, Charles Quillen

There's never been a man who could bring me down
I've walked away for I'm the toughest in town
But her last words tore me apart
Her goodbye hit me in the heart
Her goodbye hit me in the heart

Her goodbye hit me in the heart
Brought me to my knees
Like a shot from the dark
Her sweet love found its mark
And her goodbye hit me in the heart
Her goodbye hit me in the heart

Her soft warm touch took me by surprise
I was blinded by the love in my eyes
The moment she left, I felt the pain start
Her goodbye hit me in the heart
Her goodbye hit me in the heart

Her goodbye hit me in the heart
Brought me to my knees
Like a shot from the dark
Her sweet love found its mark
Her goodbye hit me in the heart
Her goodbye hit me in the heart

- Dean Dillon, Frank Dycus