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The Best of Cream of Country 3
Disc 1
01. Little Bitty
02. How Long Gone
03. The Salt in My Tears
04. She's My Kind of Rain
05. Love Like Crazy
06. Nothin’ Better to Do
07. Gimmie That Girl
08. Long Black Train
09. You Don’t Seem to Miss Me
10. No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems
11. What Was I Thinkin
12. When God-Fearin’ Women Get the Blues
13. People Are Crazy
14. Beer for My Horses
15. The House That Built Me
16. All About Tonight
17. All You Ever Do Is Bring Me Down
18. I Wanna Do It All
19. Hell Yeah
Disc 2
01. Last Name
02. My Front Porch Looking In
03. Holes in the Floor of Heaven
04. Something More
05. I'm With the Band
06. Believe Me Baby I Lied
07. Beer on the Table
08. Single White Female
09. Letter to Me
10. When It All Goes South
11. Best Days of Your Life
12. Can I Come Home to You
13. I Believe
14. Something Worth Leaving Behind
15. It Won’t Be Like This for Long
16. Politically Uncorrect
17. The Reason Why
18. I Could Not Ask for More
19. Choices
20. Break Down Here
Every morning I get up before that rooster crows
Headed straight to somewhere I don't even want to go
Eggs and bacon in my belly and a Folger's coffee buzz
Good ol' radar detector it protects me from the fuzz
Well I do what I gotta do to get through working that 9 to 5
It's killing me but then again it's keeping me alive

It puts the gas in my truck, butter on my biscuits,
Couple bucks when I'm itchin', for a scratch-off ticket
That poker makes me broker every Saturday night
But I still got running water and they ain't cut off the lights
Come Friday night my friends and I start peeling off them labels
Working hard all week puts beer on the table

Eighteen bucks an hour and a million dollar tan
All them women whistle at me while I'm working for the man
Making me some cold hard cash out in that summer sun
Come Friday I'll have money but by Monday I'll have none
Once the bills are paid and that bass boat tank has gone from E to F
I fill that big ol' cooler up there ain't a whole lot left

But I got gas in my truck, butter on my biscuits,
Couple bucks when I'm itchin', for a scratch-off ticket
That poker makes me broker every Saturday night
But I still got running water and they ain't cut off the lights
Come Friday night my friends and I start peeling off them labels
Working hard all week puts the beer on the table

Ohhhh, wohhhh, I'm a simple man, yes I am
All I need is a few good friends and a good job,
And a good dog, maybe a woman that understands

An' a little gas in my truck, some butter on my biscuits,
Couple bucks when I'm itchin', for a scratch-off ticket
That poker makes me broker every Saturday night
But I still got running water and they ain't cut off the lights
Come Friday night my friends and I start peeling off them labels
Working hard all week yeah, puts the beer on the table, oh, ah
Puts the beer on the table

Why don't 'cha'll pass me a'nother one of 'dem cold cans?