Cold Shoulder lyrics |
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There's a fire burning bright At our house tonight Slow music playing And soft candlelight On her lips I keep tasting The warm red wine I'm there in her arms But it's all in my mind The snow is piled high on the highway tonight I'm a ship lost at sea on this ocean of white |
Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover I wish I could hold her Instead of huggin' this old cold shoulder This old highway Is like a woman sometimes She can be your best friend But she's the real jealous kind She's the lady that leads me To the life I dream of |
She's the mistress that keeps me From the ones that I love The snow is piled high on the highway tonight I'm a ship lost at sea on this ocean of white Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover I wish I could hold her Instead of huggin' this old cold shoulder God, I wish I could hold her Instead of huggin' this old cold shoulder |
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Garth Brooks song lyrics
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