Ready Willing and Able

Tall and lean, sexy Dorene parted them swinging doors
She was holding hands with some honky tonk man, no one had ever seen before
She was Bubba Jones's girl, his whole world
Never knew a man as mean or as strong
There was bound to be trouble when she burst Bubba's bubble
And he found out she was doing him wrong
Then right about ten Bubba walked in, the crowd did a double take
You could've heard a heartbreak

[Chorus]
You could've heard a pin drop, even the jukebox stopped
No clinking glass, no belly laughs, no whispers, no small talk
Just silence all around and that little cracking sound
That only one thing makes, you could've heard a heartbreak

We thought for sure when he saw her there was gonna be hell to pay
I said hurry someone dial 911, get an ambulance on its way
Then he dropped to his knees, said, "Come back please.
I'm sorry that I treated you bad."
Like a small earthquake he began to shake, never seen a sight so sad
She said, "I've had enough.
I've fallen in love. Boy it's just to late."
You could've heard a heartbreak

[Chorus: x2]

That only one thing makes, you could've heard a heartbreak
You could've heard a heartbreak

I find myself sitting here again
Surrounded by souvenirs
Letters and cards and tear-stained photographs

I'm holding matches in my hand
Got a log in the fireplace
All that I need to turn old dreams to ash

But I can't strike that match
I'm not sure I'm over looking back
I tell myself I won't hold on to the past, this can't last
But I can't strike that match

Here's one of you and me out west
The Rockies belonged to us
We always said that one day we would return

Here's that written statement of our love
Signed by the county clerk
Just a piece of paper that would easily burn

But I can't strike that match
I'm not sure I'm over looking back
I tell myself I won't hold on to the past, this can't last
But I can't strike that match

Holding on is killing me, girl I know I need to let go
Just set fire to memories, and watch us go up in smoke

But I can't strike that match
I'm not sure I'm over looking back
I tell myself I won't hold on to the past, this can't last
But I can't strike that match

No I can't strike that match

There are songs that bring back memories
That's what good songs do
I remember this one playing
On the night that I met you
You sang it to me in the moonlight
No voice ever sounded that way
Yes the melody that we danced to
Haunts me to this day


Chorus:
I hear it in the street, I hear it in the car
It's on every button that I've pushed so far
I can't turn it off, I can't walk away
The next time I hear that song play
I'm gonna do what I should've done long ago
Whoa, I'm gonna break the radio


It takes a lot to make me angry
I've never been a violent man
But I'm gonna start carrying a hammer
And keeping it close at hand
If silence really is golden
I don't need and on/off switch
No this ball peen hammer I'm a holdin'
Is about to make me rich


Chorus:
I hear it in the street, I hear it in the car
It's on every button that I've pushed so far
I can't turn it off, I can't walk away
The next time I hear that song play
I'm gonna do what I should've done long ago
Whoa, I'm gonna break the radio


Sparks are gonna fly out
The music's gonna die out
The DJ's gonna cry out loud


Chorus:
I hear it in the street, I hear it in the car
It's on every button that I've pushed so far
I can't turn it off, I can't walk away
The next time I hear that song play
I'm gonna do what I should've done long ago
Whoa, I'm gonna break the radio


Yes, I'm gonna break the radio
Whoa, I'm gonna break the radio