Here In The Real World
Here In The Real World Tracks
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(Lonnie Wilson, Ron Moore, Carson Chamberlain)
Loves a gamble every heart will take
You roll the dice in hopes that it wont break
One night I bet on your blue eyes and took a chance
And won a whole lot more than one night of romance
I won the ace of hearts, that night in the dark
How lucky can one man be
I hold the winning hand any way life deals the cards
No way to lose, cause I’ve got you my ace of hearts
Loves a numbered wheel you have to spin
There’s no need for me to spin again
Cause loving you is paying off more than I knew
I took a little risk and hit it big with you
Chorus
© Zomba Enterprises, Inc. (ASCAP)/Gehl Music, Inc. (ASCAP)/Just Cute Music (BMI) -
(Alan Jackson, Mark Irwin)
Cowboys don’t cry, and heroes don’t die
Good always wins, again and again
Love is a sweet dream that always comes true
Oh, if life were like the movies, Id never be blue
Chorus
But here in the real world
Its not that easy at all
cause when hearts get broken
Its real tears that fall
And darlin’ its sad but true
But the one thing I’ve learned from you
Is how the boy don’t always get the girl
Here in the real world
I gave you my love, but that wasn’t enough
To hold your heart when times got rough
And tonight on that silver screen
It’ll end like it should
Two lovers will make it through
Like I hoped we would
Repeat
Repeat chorus
No, the boy don’t always get the girl
Here in the real world
© 1989 Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music, Inc. (ASCAP) / Ten Ten Tunes (ASCAP) -
(Alan Jackson, Keith Stegall, Roger Murrah)
She loves a violin, I love a fiddle
We go separate ways but we meet in the middle
Don’t see eye to eye but were hand in hand
A blue blooded woman and a red neck man
The lady I love loves silk and satin
She was raised uptown with a silver spoon
Well, I was born on a farm just south of Jackson
We had an old Ford tractor and a country moon
She loves a violin, I love a fiddle
We go separate ways but we meet in the middle
Don’t see eye to eye but were hand in hand
A blue blooded woman and a redneck man
She’s Saks Fifth Avenue perfection
Caviar and dignified
Well, I live my life in Wal-mart fashion
And I like my sushi southern fried
She loves a violin, I love a fiddle
We go separate ways but we meet in the middle
Don’t see eye to eye but were hand in hand
A blue blooded woman and a redneck man
She loves a violin, I love a fiddle
We go separate ways but we meet in the middle
Don’t see eye to eye but were hand in hand
A blue blooded woman and a redneck man
She’s a blue blooded woman, I’m a red neck man.
© 1989 Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music, Inc. (ASCAP) / Tom Collings Music Corp. (BMI) / Tom Collins Music Corp. and Murrah Music (BMI) -
(Alan Jackson, Charlie Craig)
Excuse me, ma’am, can you help me
I need to place an ad with you today
No ma’am, tomorrow may be too late
Id like to have it started right away
What’s that, no this is personal
I’m not buying or selling anything
Yes ma’am, I know just what to say
I wrote it down, this is how it should read
Wanted one good-hearted woman
To forgive imperfection in the man that she loved
Wanted just one chance to tell her
How much he stills loves her
He can’t be sorry enough
What’s that, no that’s all I want to say
I just hope these few lines will get to her
Yes ma’am, she means everything
And I hope she comes back when she reads these words
Chorus
Wanted
© Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music, Inc. (ASCAP) / Blackwood Music, Inc. (BMI) -
(Alan Jackson, Jim McBride)
Daddy won a radio
Tuned it to a country show
I was rockin’ in the cradle
To the cryin’ of a steel guitar
Mama used to sing to me
Taught me that sweet harmony
Now she worries ‘cause she never thought
I’d ever really take it this far
Singin’ in the bars
Chasin’ that neon rainbow
Livin’ that honky tonk dream
All I’ve ever wanted
Is too pick this guitar and sing
Just trying to be somebody
Just wanna be heard and seen
Chasin’ that neon rainbow
Livin’ that honky tonk dream
An atlas and a coffee cup
Five pickers in an old Dodge truck
Heading down to Houston for a show on Saturday night
This overhead is killin’ me
Half the time I sing for free
But when the crowd’s into it
Lord it makes this thing I’m doing seem right
Standin’ in the spotlight
Chorus
Daddy’s got a radio
He won it thirty years ago
He said “Son I just now we’re gonna hear you singin’ on it someday”
I made it up to Music Row
But Lordy don’t the wheels turn slow
Still I wouldn’t trade a minute
And I wouldn’t have it any other way
Just show me to the stage
Chorus
© Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music, Inc. (ASCAP) / SBK April Music, Inc. (ASCAP) -
(Alan Jackson, Jim McBride)
Well she puts her dancing shoes on every night
And comes alive there in the smoke beneath the neon lights
And she don’t like those hurtin’ songs
Cause she’s already lived ‘em
She don’t get the blues, she gives ‘em
She checks her broken heart there at the door
She ain’t looking for romance, she’s danced that dance before
Well I pity the next poor fool that gets caught up in her rhythm
Cause she don’t get the blues, she gives ‘em
She’s been on the losing end of love too many times
And she ain’t gonna go for anything you’ve got in mind
So before you start let me impart
These few words of wisdom
She don’t get the blues, she gives ‘em
Chorus
She don’t get the blues, she gives ‘em
© Mattie Ruth Musick Seventh Son Music, Inc. (ASCAP) / SBK April Music Inc. (ASCAP) -
(Alan Jackson)
Has it been ten years
Since we said “I do”
I’ve always heard marriage made one seem like two
But you’re looking better than you did back then
You still make this old heart give in
And if I had it to do all over
I’d do it all over again
If tomorrow I found one more chance to begin
I’d love you all over again
The preacher man said “Til death do us part”
That seemed like forever to a young man’s heart
Now the days seem much shorter
The longer we love
And the memories just keep adding up
Chorus
If tomorrow I found one more chance to begin
I’d love you all over again
© Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music, Inc. (ASCAP) -
(Alan Jackson)
Well I first kissed you on a hollow log
Down by the river they call the dog
We fell in love and we vowed that day
Like the flow of the river our love won’t change
Well we married that spring and we built a house
On the bank of the river where the rock juts out
Now the river’s still here but you’re long gone
You left me and the river here all alone
I got the Dog River blues
I’ve walked holes in both my shoes
Now I still got the river but I ain’t got you
I got the Dog River blues
Well the rain came down and the river rose up
Filled up the cab on my pickup truck
It came in the house and down the hall
And washed your picture right off the wall
Chorus
Well my heart still yearns and the river still rolls
And I pray someday it’ll bring you home
So if you change your mind honey I’ll be here
Waiting on the banks of that ol’ Dog River
Chorus
© Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Sons Music, Inc. (ASCAP) -
(Alan Jackson)
In a small town down in Georgia over forty years ago
Her maiden name was musick when she met that jackson boy
They married young like folks did then, not a penny to their name
But they believed the one you vowed to love
Should always stay that same
On the land his daddy gave them a foundation under way
For a love to last forever or until their dying day
They built a bond that’s strong enough to stand the test of time
And a place for us to turn to when our lives were in a bind
And they made their house from a tool shed, grandaddy rolled down on two logs
And they built walls all around it and they made that house a home
They taught us bout good living
They taught is right and wrong
Lord there’ll never be another place in this world
That Ill call home
My momma raised five children, four girls then there was me
She found her strength with faith in God and love of family
She never had a social life, home was all she knew
Except the time she took a job to play a bill or two
My daddy skinned his knuckles on the cars that he repaired
He never earned much money, but he gave us all he had
He never made the front page but he did the best he could
And folks drove their cars from miles around
To let him look underneath the hood
Chorus
No there’ll never be another place in this world that I’ll call home
© Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Sun Music, Inc. (ASCAP) -
(Alan Jackson, Jim McBride)
I could see it coming from a mile away
A heartache lookin’ for a place to stay
But I couldn’t resist her and I couldn’t be cool
Lord can’t a woman make a man a fool
It’s an age-old story but it still holds true
There ain’t no end to what a man won’t do
Hell love some woman ‘til he goes insane
Its a short sweet ride on a runaway train
I was drunk and crazy from her sweet perfume
But I knew stone sober I was being used
Now the heartache lingers like a cheap cologne
She took all she wanted then she was gone
Chorus
It was almost worth if for the time we spent
But there ain’t no future in a heart for rent
Still she taught me something bout the facts of life
Love cuts quicker than a switchblade knife
Chorus
It’s a short sweet ride on a runaway train
©Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music, Inc. (ASCAP) / Cross Keys Publishing Co. (CBS Music Group) (ASCAP)