Number 37405-Tim Mcgraw

[ti:Number 37405] [ar:Tim Mcgraw] [al:Two Lanes of Freedom] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Number 37405 - Tim Mcgraw (蒂姆·麦格罗) [00:06.58]Oh he listens to the countdown every Sunday morning [00:13.64]From a cold solitary prison cell [00:18.39] [00:20.20]And the music from his radio is like freedom down a dirt road [00:27.57]Makes that eight by ten a brighter hell [00:32.20] [00:34.55]Before he started doing all the hard time that he's doing [00:40.99]He was singing in them honky-tonks and dives [00:46.55] [00:48.68]He dreamed of being somebody now he's number 37405 [00:56.99] [01:02.30]Well she used to come and see him every other weekend [01:09.43]And bring him all the news from way back home [01:14.86] [01:15.86]It's been two birthdays since he's kissed her [01:19.55]Five seconds since he's missed her [01:23.11]Now the perfume on those letters ain't that strong [01:28.93] [01:30.81]He's got too much time to think about the night he had too much to drink [01:37.08]And all his buddies they begged him not to drive [01:42.46] [01:44.08]Mr Life of the Party is now number 37405 [01:53.14] [02:19.18]Old judge on the bench said "Son your crime's got consequences " [02:26.19]It's what he told him fifteen years ago [02:30.69] [02:32.63]He took a life and that's a fact he'd give his own to give it back [02:39.38] [02:40.08]Today's the day he finally gets parole [02:45.27] [02:46.90]He turns in them prison clothes and stands there at the fork in the road [02:53.97]And mama prays and waits while he decides [02:58.69]And the angels close their eyes [03:04.63] [03:07.94]Listens to the birds sing on a perfect autumn morning [03:14.50]Just down the road rings an old church bell