| Song | White Line Casanova |
| Artist | Brooks & Dunn |
| Album | Borderline |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dunn | |
| (ronnie dunn) | |
| I'm dead headin' down from tulsa | |
| Goin' back to san antone | |
| My baby called me up this morning | |
| Begging me to come back home | |
| Haulin' high hopes and thin air | |
| Losin' money by the mile | |
| I'll get there a poor man | |
| She'll make it worth my while | |
| I was a white line casanova | |
| A love bandit of the road | |
| I got the one i can't get over | |
| I miss her more with every load | |
| I got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been too long gone | |
| Oh i'm comin' home to ya | |
| I ain't left the fast lane | |
| Since i hit the last toll gate | |
| I know she's out there waitin' in that lone star state | |
| She'll be standin' on the front porch | |
| Reachin' out with open arms | |
| This woman's out to get me | |
| Shoot the dog and sell the farm | |
| I was a white line casanova | |
| A love bandit of the road | |
| I got the one i can't get over | |
| I miss her more with every load | |
| I got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been gone too long | |
| Oh i'm comin' home to ya | |
| I got a white knuckle grip | |
| On this wheel in my hand | |
| I'm rollin' down the highway | |
| Just as fast as i can | |
| I'm blowin' smoke from both stacks | |
| Pickin' 'em up, i'm puttin' 'em down | |
| There won't be no time at all | |
| 'til i'll be rollin' into town | |
| I was a white line casanova | |
| A love bandit of the road | |
| I got the one i can't get over | |
| I miss her more with every load | |
| I got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been gone too long | |
| Oh i'm comin' home to ya | |
| Yea i got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been too long gone | |
| Oh i'm comin' home to ya |
| zuo ci : Dunn | |
| ronnie dunn | |
| I' m dead headin' down from tulsa | |
| Goin' back to san antone | |
| My baby called me up this morning | |
| Begging me to come back home | |
| Haulin' high hopes and thin air | |
| Losin' money by the mile | |
| I' ll get there a poor man | |
| She' ll make it worth my while | |
| I was a white line casanova | |
| A love bandit of the road | |
| I got the one i can' t get over | |
| I miss her more with every load | |
| I got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been too long gone | |
| Oh i' m comin' home to ya | |
| I ain' t left the fast lane | |
| Since i hit the last toll gate | |
| I know she' s out there waitin' in that lone star state | |
| She' ll be standin' on the front porch | |
| Reachin' out with open arms | |
| This woman' s out to get me | |
| Shoot the dog and sell the farm | |
| I was a white line casanova | |
| A love bandit of the road | |
| I got the one i can' t get over | |
| I miss her more with every load | |
| I got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been gone too long | |
| Oh i' m comin' home to ya | |
| I got a white knuckle grip | |
| On this wheel in my hand | |
| I' m rollin' down the highway | |
| Just as fast as i can | |
| I' m blowin' smoke from both stacks | |
| Pickin' ' em up, i' m puttin' ' em down | |
| There won' t be no time at all | |
| ' til i' ll be rollin' into town | |
| I was a white line casanova | |
| A love bandit of the road | |
| I got the one i can' t get over | |
| I miss her more with every load | |
| I got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been gone too long | |
| Oh i' m comin' home to ya | |
| Yea i got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been too long gone | |
| Oh i' m comin' home to ya |
| zuò cí : Dunn | |
| ronnie dunn | |
| I' m dead headin' down from tulsa | |
| Goin' back to san antone | |
| My baby called me up this morning | |
| Begging me to come back home | |
| Haulin' high hopes and thin air | |
| Losin' money by the mile | |
| I' ll get there a poor man | |
| She' ll make it worth my while | |
| I was a white line casanova | |
| A love bandit of the road | |
| I got the one i can' t get over | |
| I miss her more with every load | |
| I got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been too long gone | |
| Oh i' m comin' home to ya | |
| I ain' t left the fast lane | |
| Since i hit the last toll gate | |
| I know she' s out there waitin' in that lone star state | |
| She' ll be standin' on the front porch | |
| Reachin' out with open arms | |
| This woman' s out to get me | |
| Shoot the dog and sell the farm | |
| I was a white line casanova | |
| A love bandit of the road | |
| I got the one i can' t get over | |
| I miss her more with every load | |
| I got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been gone too long | |
| Oh i' m comin' home to ya | |
| I got a white knuckle grip | |
| On this wheel in my hand | |
| I' m rollin' down the highway | |
| Just as fast as i can | |
| I' m blowin' smoke from both stacks | |
| Pickin' ' em up, i' m puttin' ' em down | |
| There won' t be no time at all | |
| ' til i' ll be rollin' into town | |
| I was a white line casanova | |
| A love bandit of the road | |
| I got the one i can' t get over | |
| I miss her more with every load | |
| I got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been gone too long | |
| Oh i' m comin' home to ya | |
| Yea i got these eighteen wheels | |
| Singin' home sweet home | |
| I been too long gone | |
| Oh i' m comin' home to ya |