Mark Wills Lyrics

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And The Crowd Goes Wild
He's A Cowboy
That's A Woman
What Hurts The Most

 

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[ Mark Wills Lyrics ]

And The Crowd Goes Wild

Oh, c'mon, let it go.

He was an underdog; a no threat;
A NASCAR jockey, a rookie; a wannabe.
Still wet behind the ears,
A red-line revver just a-jammin' his gears.
There are those that are, an' those that ain't.
The quickest get stickers,
He was nothin' but paint.
Chartreuse paint.

Big race, now we cut to, the last ten laps:
Here comes Junior, sneakin' up
From the back of the pack, with fire in his eyes;
Wavin' out the window as he passes 'em by.
The tension mounts: now he's number two;
All out of rubber an' runnin' on fumes.
It's door to door, outta turn four:
He sees those chequers an' he hears that roar.

An' the crowd goes wild.
An' the crowd goes wild.
You're shinin' like a superstar, baby,
An' the crowd goes wild.

He played the honky-tonks, the roadside bars,
A real humdinger; a blue-eyed singer.
With a red guitar arund his neck.
Payin' them dues by starvin' to death.
But he told his Momma every time he come back,
"One of these days I'm gonna buy you, a big long Cadillac.
"An' get you outta this shack."

Then he hit the road, frontin' the band.
Six long hairs bobbin' up an' down,
In a Chevy van, all beat up;
He did a lotta givin' but he never gave up.
Then one night, he wrote a song.
Made a little record; started catchin' on.
Now it's coliseums, he's all the rage:
The lights go down when he hits the stage

An' the crowd goes wild.
An' the crowd goes wild.
You're shinin' like a superstar, baby,
An' the crowd goes wild.

(You're shinin' like a superstar, baby.)
Whooa. Yeah!

Go boy!

Yeah, the crowd goes wild.
An' the crowd goes wild.
You're shinin' like a superstar, baby,
An' the crowd goes wild.
(You're shinin' like a superstar, baby.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(You're shinin' like a superstar.)

An' the crowd goes wild.
(You're shinin' like a superstar, baby.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(You're shinin' like a superstar.)

An' the crowd goes wild.
(You're shinin' like a superstar, baby.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(You're shinin' like a superstar.)

An' the crowd goes wild.
(You're shinin' like a superstar, baby.)
An' the crowd goes wild.
(You're shinin' like a superstar.)












[ Mark Wills Lyrics ]

He's A Cowboy

Jenny’s daddy was five years gone
by the time that Jenny was 6 years old
It was her and her mom and her parakeet Pete
in a little blue house at the end of the street
Her friends ask her what her daddy did
and you know how it is when you’re just a kid
she couldn’t tell em that she didn’t know so Jenny just lights on

he’s a cowboy
riding the reigns
he’s got a painted pony with a flowing mane
and he’s chasin the sun
dodgin the rain
and he don’t go running away
when it gets tough
he’s made of that stuff that don’t let you down, boy
no, he’s a cowboy
he’s a cowboy

10 years later after a pillow fight
well Jenny and her friends got to talking bout life
What they’re gonna do when they graduate
What kind of guy they’re gonna marry one day
And All of her friends said the usual stuff
You know, Doctors and lawyers and bankers and such
but jenny didn’t even to lie when
she started talking about her dream guy

he’s a cowboy
riding the reigns
he’s got a painted pony with a flowing mane
and he’s chasin the sun
dodgin the rain
and he don’t go running away
when it gets tough
he’s made of that stuff that don’t let you down, boy
no, he’s a cowboy
he’s a cowboy


Jenny married a guy named Mike
And they had a little boy and started a life
Mike ran off 4 yrs ago
And now her little boy is five years old
And Jenny looks out the window with a smile
At the way life works when you give it a while
Little man running round out back
With a stick horse and a little red hat

he’s a cowboy
riding the reigns
he’s got a painted pony with a flowing mane
and he’s chasin the sun
dodgin the rain
and he don’t go running away
when it gets tough
he’s made of that stuff that don’t let you down, boy
no, he’s a cowboy
yeah he’s a cowboy

and he got her that cowboy



 

[ Mark Wills Lyrics ]

That's A Woman

Chestnut hair with just a touch of gray
Shadows of a few more years on her face
That ain’t the girl that I knew yesterday
Oh no, now, that’s a woman

Up and running at the crack of dawn
There ain’t always time to get her make up on
But she’s more beautiful without it on
Oh yeah, that’s a woman

She’s got a grace that I don’t understand
She can move mountains with those tender hands
She makes a king out of a common man
Yeah that’s me, lucky me

Ohh.. ohh.. oh.. oh.. yeah..

She makes a king out of a common man
Yeah that’s me
yeah that’s me

In the evening when the kids are down
And I can see she’s getting sleepy now
Still she finds some time for me somehow
Oh, now, that’s a woman




 

[ Mark Wills Lyrics ]

What Hurts The Most

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears that I’ve got
And just let them out
But I’m not afraid to cry
Every once in a while
Even though going on with you still upsets me
Ever days
Every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing what could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you
Everywhere I go
I’m doing it
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still haunted
Getting up getting dressed never want this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would treat everyway all the words that I say in my heart that I left unspoken

cause What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing what could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Is what I was trying to do

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing what could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Is what I was trying to do