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Daryle Singletary

Make-Up And Faded Blue Jeans

 

Make-Up And Faded Blue Jeans

(album: That's Why I Sing This Way - 2002)


In downtown Modesto I was working the Holiday Inn
I would stick with a gig that would last us throughout the weekend
I was singing a new song I'd wrote on the way into town
When she came in the front door and found her a place to sit down

I knew right away, she like the words to my song
Cause she stared at my big guitar and followed my fingers too long
And she had the likeness of a girl I'd seen in a dream
But lights can do wonders with make up and faded blue jeans

And the last thing I needed was somebody messing up my mind
So I found a hundred reasons for turning away one more time
She could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with guitar
And blow all my chances at being a big singing star

With one passing glance I could tell she was young for her age
Oh, she got to looking better as she got down closer to the stage
And as she sipped on her wine I could tell just the kind she would be
And somehow I knew she was here to do bad things to me

And the last thing I needed was somebody messing up my mind
So I found a hundred reasons for turning away one more time
She could cause me to sing bad and fall out of love with guitar
And blow all my chances at being a big singing star

She could cause me to sing bad and, and fall out of love with guitar
And then blow all my chances at being a big singing star
And blow all my chances at being a country music star

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