Yeah we come from a long line
Our souls grow a little bit older
Frank Foster
Old Friend Lyrics – Frank Foster
Been way too much whiskey used to drown out the pain
There’s been way too many lonely women calling your name
Have A Few More Lyrics – Frank Foster
Did somebody say cold beer? Did somebody say crown?
Did somebody say wound up blue collar rowdy? Somebody say loud?
Been Gone Lyrics – Frank Foster
Well they married early, like young lovers do
He worked two jobs and put her through school
That Kid Lyrics – Frank Foster
Well I bet there’s a warm breeze, blowing cross my poppa’s farm
I bet there’s a cur dog and some kids playing in the yard
The Way It Was Lyrics – Frank Foster
One, two, one, two, three, four
Well, I grew up half way ‘tween Mississippi and Texas
Tonight Lyrics – Frank Foster
Another truck stop, another can of winter green
Gyspy woman dreaming on the passenger side
Who I Am Lyrics – Frank Foster
I was born down in Dixie
Among the cypress trees
Over Anything Lyrics – Frank Foster
I’ll take a pick-up over a car
I’ll take drinkin around a camp fire over a bar
Cut Off Jeans Lyrics – Frank Foster
When I was a youngin I was always running
Up and over the Arkansas line