George Strait - Strait Country Album Lyrics

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Unwound

Give me a bottle,
Of your very best,
Cause I've got a problem
I'm gonna drink off my chest.
I'm gonna spend the night,
Gettin' down,
Cause that woman that I had
Wrapped around my finger just a come nwound.

That woman that I had wrapped around my
Finger just a come unwound,
She kicked my out of the house and
Tonight I'm whiskey bound.
Well I'm gonna be,
The drunkest fool in town,
Cause that woman that i had
Wrapped around my finger just a come unwound.

Well she packed my bags,
And opened up the door,
And I got a feelin she didnt want me around no more.
She caught me in a lie,
When I was messin around,
And that woman that i had
Wrapped around my finger just a come unwound.

That woman that I had wrapped around my
Finger just a come unwound,
She kicked my out of the house and
Tonight I'm whiskey bound.
Well I'm gonna be,
The drunkest fool in town,
Cause that woman that i had
Wrapped around my finger just a come unwound.
Just a come unwound

And that woman that I had
Wrapped around my finger just a come unwound.

 

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Honky Tonk Downstairs

Well, it won't be long now
Til that 'ol sun goes down
And darkness helps me hide my shameful tears.
My wife works all night long
For a man who's halfway gone
She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs.

It's a shame she wears the name
Of a man who's locked and chained
To a bottle that's destroyin' all hopes and cares.
To the men with hungry eyes
She works and hides her pride
She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs.

It's a shame she wears the name
Of a man who's locked and chained
To a bottle that's destroyin' all hopes and cares.
To the men with hungry eyes
She works and hides her pride
She's the barmaid in the honky-tonk downstairs.

 

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Blame It On Mexico

In a bar in Acuna called Ma Crosby's
I found myself not feeling any pain
I told a 'Frisco girl I'd come for freedom
She said she'd only come to catch a train
We struck up some idle conversation
Traded all the troubles on our minds
One thing lead to another in the evening
And I fell in love again for my last time

Blame it on Mexico if you need a reason
Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime
Blame it on Mexico, but she's the reason
That I fell in love again for my last time

Daylight dawned and found me in Del Rio
In a rundown motel room as dark as hell
I felt all the pains of a morning after
And all alone as far as I could tell

Why she left I have no way of knowing
I guess she caught her train and that's a crime
She took everything I ever wanted
And I fell in love again for my last time

Blame it on Mexico if you need a reason
Say too much guitar music, tequila, salt and lime
Blame it on Mexico, but she's the reason
That I fell in love again for my last time

 

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If You're Thinking You Want A Stranger (There's One Coming Home)

Lately you've been showin' all the signs
Of a woman with someone else on her mind.
It's not your fault, it's the nights I've left you alone,
And if you're thinkin' you want a stranger, there's one coming home.

[Chorus:]
If you're thinkin' you want a stranger, I'll soon be there.
You're gonna see a change in me, this time I swear.
No more late nights, comin' in at daylight, and no more doin' you wrong.
If you're thinkin' you want a stranger, there's one coming home.

Bought you a silk gown and perfume today.
Picked up some roses and champagne on the way.
Oh I called to ask you to put some soft music on.
'Cause if you're thinkin' you want a stranger, there's one coming home.

[Chorus]

If you're thinkin' you want a stranger, there's one coming home.

 

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I Get Along With You

I don't get along
With people who aren't kind
I don't get along
With folks with only money on their mind
And I don't get along with someone
Who's always trying to tell me what to do
But on and on
I get along with you

Well I don't like
People always telling me that I should change
They get simple lives
For them to think they've got my life to rearrange
But they don't understand
Exactly what love boils down to
'Cause on and on (On and on)
I get along with you

Well all it takes to please me
Is waking in the morning feeling you by my side
And all I ever needed
Is knowing that I'm needed in your life

I may not do
All the things that other people want me to
But on and on (On and on)
I get along with you
Yeah on and on (On and on)
I get along with you

 

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Down and Out

Well I'm out on a tear 'cause she's tearing me apart
If I look rough on the outside, you ought to see my heart.
And this look in my eyes shows beyond a doubt,
Since my woman left, I'm down and out.

Well, I'm down at the bar, out of my mind,
Tighter than an eight-day clock with no way to unwind,
That jukebox cries the blues like it knows what I'm about.
Since my woman left, I'm down and out.

Well I'm down to my last dollar, but I don't really care.
My friends have all got whiskey, and they don't mind if I share.
They know how it feels to have your heart torn inside out,
Since my woman left, I'm down and out.

Well, I'm down at the bar, out of my mind,
Tighter than an eight-day clock with no way to unwind,
That jukebox cries the blues like it knows what I'm about.
Since my woman left, I'm down and out.

Since my woman left, since my woman left,
Since my woman left, I'm down and out.

 

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Friday Night Fever

I love the sound of a jukebox playing,
So I sit here while she's staying home
Watching Dallas on T.V.
I love the taste of whiskey straight,
But the strongest thing she ever takes
Is a sip from a small glass of chablis.

Though birds of a different feather,
Our love keeps us together,
And she knows what's wrong with me tonight,
I've got that Friday Night Fever;

Sometimes a man just needs a breather.
She knows I love her and I need her.
And I'm no cheater,
I've just got that Friday Night Fever.

She wouldn't change me if she could, so I wouldn't change her,
She's too good.
Sometimes a man just needs a change of pace.
I've heard all those come-on lines,
but I go home at closing time.
I know no one could ever take her place

Now she's taking down her hair, she knows I'll soon be there.
To give her the love she needs tonight.

I've got that Friday Night Fever;
Sometimes a man just needs a breather.
She knows I love her and I need her.
And I'm no cheater, I've just got that Friday Night Fever.
I got that Friday Night Fever.

 

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Everytime You Throw Dirt On Her (You Lose A Little Ground)

I guess you think it's fun
To laugh at her expense
And point out each mistake she makes
I front of all your friends
You figure she'll let it go by
Cause she loves you so
But, you know

Every time you throw dirt on her
You loose a little ground
She slips a little farther away
Each time that you put her down
A lady like that can come here and get
Somebody who knows what he's found
Every time you throw dirt on her
You loose a little ground

It's hard to bite my lip
But, I ain't saying a word
I give you all the rope to hang yourself
That you deserve
You might be ahead of me in her heart today
But, that's okay

Every time you throw dirt on her
You loose a little ground
She slips a little farther away
Each time that you put her down
A lady like that can come here and get
Somebody who knows what he's found
Every time you throw dirt on her
You loose a little ground

Every time you throw dirt on her
You loose a little ground
She slips a little farther away
Each time that you put her down
A lady like that can come here and get
Somebody who knows what he's found
Every time you throw dirt on her
You loose a little ground

Every time you throw dirt on her
You loose a little ground
She slips a little farther away
Each time that you put her down
A lady like that can come here and get
Somebody who knows what he's found
Every time you throw dirt on her
You loose a little ground

 

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She's Playing Hell Trying To Get Me To Heaven

I let it all hang out last night
Come in hung over this morning
My woman met me at the door
Preaching me this warning
She said "You're gonna have to change
Your sinful way of living"
She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven

Well I promised to go to church with her
About a month of Sundays ago
And here it is, it's Sunday again
And I ain't been once in a row
And everytime that old church bell rings
You can hear my rod and reel singing
She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven

She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven
'Cause there ain't no way
All my sins could be forgiven
There's only Ten Commandments
But I broke at least eleven
She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven

She went out and bought me
A Sunday go-meeting suit
And I must confess it looked pretty sharp
With my old hunting boots
But wore holes in both the knees
Trying to roll them sevens
She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven

She's playing Hell
Trying to get me to Heaven

 

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Her Good Bye Hit Me In The Heart

There's never been a man who could bring me down
I've walked away from the toughest of towns
But her last words tore me apart
Her good bye hit me in the heart
Her good bye hit me in the heart

Her good bye hit me in the heart
Brought me to knees like a shot from the dark
Her sweet love found its mark
Her good bye hit me in the heart
Her good bye hit me in the heart

Her soft warm touch took me by surprise
I was blinded by the love in my eyes
The moment she left I felt the pain start
Her good bye hit me in the heart
Her good bye hit me in the heart

Her good bye hit me in the heart
Brought me to knees like a shot from the dark
Her sweet love found its mark
Her good bye hit me in the heart
Her good bye hit me in the heart