DREAMIN’ ‘BOUT DANCIN’ Adams/Swinford/Fann Verse 1: Sweet dancin' cowboy When you hold me closely With each country song that they play I'm a little more willin’ To keep swaying and spinnin' And if I catch my breath some day... Chorus: I'll be dreamin' 'bout dancin' I'll be right back here in your arms again Seeing the blue in your eyes And when this night is through I'll be keeping the rhythm And dreamin' 'bout dancin' With you Verse 2: Another? Why yes sir You're just what I came for How lucky can one woman get? You had me at 1, 2 By 3 swept me into A Texas-sized whirlwind I'll never forget Repeat Chorus Instrument Break (Verse) Repeat Chorus terrifann@gmail.com, 512-914-4415
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TOO MUCH COUNTRY Jim Garrett/Terri Fann Verse 1: Down by the river the cows are mooin' Ducks are quackin', doves are cooin' The coffee's brewin', the biscuits bakin' And the sun is barely up Verse 2: Out in the barn, they're squawkin' for breakfast Hogs are gruntin', chickens gettin' restless My pants'll get torn, pitchin' hay, spreadin' corn But getting' up and goin' first thing in the mornin', that's what I call fun Chorus: When it's too much country for anybody else It's just right for me Wanna-be cowpokes, pretty boys, and city folks Just don't see what I see When I look out on the land, I realize how lucky I am 'Cause too much country Is just right for me Verse 3: Movin' those cattle through cactus and cowpies Tractor runnin' through hayfields waist-high Fillin' up feed troughs, shooing them flies off Proud to be a working man, loving every minute that, I'm where I belong Repeat Chorus Bridge: And just when I need a slow down My baby comes around Says meet me at the pond downstream For fishin', kissin', and skinny dippin' (wee doggies! splash!) [Alternate/family-friendly line - replace the above with: For some catfishin' and some rope swinging (wee doggies! splash!)] Repeat Chorus 2X 512-914-4415, terrifann@gmail.com
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Girlfriends Holt/Fann V1 Her voice started cracking at the mention of his name She said her hopes and dreams came crashing down today All he took was a suitcase and his four by four But her house felt as empty as his cleared-out dresser drawers Ch1 I told her - Sister I hear ya and I understand your pain You’re about to break down and it’s about to rain But hang on hold the phone while I call Sue and Jen ‘Cause when you laugh the world laughs with you But cry and you cry with your girlfriends Your girlfriends V2 We’ll gather round the kitchen table like girlfriends do I’ll bring the Haagen Dazs and we’ll grab four big spoons We'll talk and drink a toast to how wonderful you are We’ll listen and we’ll love you we've all had broken hearts Ch2 Sister we hear ya and we understand your pain Go ahead and break down let it out let it rain And you just go right on we got all night to spend ‘Cause when you laugh the world laughs with you But cry and you cry with your girlfriends Your girlfriends Br We can’t fix everything or make a man come back home But we can darn sure make sure you don’t have to cry alone Ch3 Sister we hear ya and we understand your pain Go ahead and break down let it out let it rain And when more tears flow we'll do this all again ‘Cause when you laugh the world laughs with you But cry and you cry with your girlfriends We're your girlfriends Out Hanging in ‘til the end your girlfriends yeah terrifann@gmail.com, 512-914-4415, Austin, TX
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FREE TO BELIEVE (FEMALE VERSION) Swinford/Fann V1 Cap gun in a plastic holster, crayon picture for a wanted poster Taped on my tree-house door I was the sheriff of my neighborhood chasin’ robbers, thieves and crooks As I rode on my two-wheeled horse I kept the peace 'til suppertime when Mom would call for me Then I'd get back to fighting crime, 'cause I was free to believe V2 Warm May night beneath a full moon, smell of vinyl and rose perfume On a quiet country road We made promises we wouldn’t keep as our shadows danced across the seat 'Bout golden bands and growin' old I was only seventeen, but as far as I could see That first boy was everything, and I was free to believe Free to believe Br In fairy tales, in doing right In lovin' big, in summer nights In justice, and Jesus, and seizing the day In my own way I was free, free to believe V3 Then some years crawled and others soared; I lost a friend in the Iraq war And realized how lucky I'd been Never once thought twice 'bout being safe, growing up in that time and place Free to hope and free to dream And when reality got to hitting hard, I was free to hit my knees To pray to God or wish on stars, 'cause I was free to believe Free to believe Br In fairy tales, in doing right In lovin' big, in summer nights In justice, and Jesus, and seizing the day Like any kid in the USA I was free to believe Free to believe terrifann@gmail.com, 512-914-4415
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