'Cause when you got love, like we got love. I'm holding on to heaven, holding onto you. When you got one, like I got one. Anyway you looking, it's a … - Tim McGraw

Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey.
Little bit crazy like New Orleans.
Memphis blue and Daytona sunny.
Soft as cotton in some cut-off jeans.
Don't you know, ain't nothing in the whole wide world like a Southern girl.

I don't ever wanna wake up, looking into someone else's eyes.
Another voice calling me baby on the other end of the phone.
A new girl putting on her makeup before dinner on Friday night.
No, I don't ever wanna know. Oh, oh.
No other shotgun rider, beside me, singin' to the radio.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh.

The urge to run, the restlessness.
The heart of stone I sometimes get.
The things I've done for foolish pride.
The me that's never satisfied.
That face that's in the mirror.
When I don't like what I see.
I guess that's just the cowboy in me.