Miranda Lambert

American country singer

Miranda Leigh Lambert (born November 10, 1983) is an American country music singer and songwriter. Born in Longview, Texas, she started out in early 2001 when she released her self-titled debut album independently. In 2003, she finished in third place on the television program Nashville Star, a singing competition which aired on the USA Network.

Miranda Lambert in 2010 at the 45th Annual Academy of Country Music Awards.
Miranda Lambert in 2007


  • Let's shake hands & reach across those party lines, you got ur friends just like I got mine, we might think a little differently but we got a lot n common u will see, we're just like you....ONLY PRETTIER!!


  • Forget your high society, I'm soakin' it in kerosene.
    Light 'em up and watch them burn, teach them what they need to learn; ha!
    Dirty hands ain't made for shakin', ain't a rule that ain't worth breakin'.
    Well, I'm givin' up on love 'cause love's given up on me.
  • And I'll grab the wheel and point it west,
    Pack the good and leave the rest.
    I'll drive until I find the missing piece.
    You said I wouldn't get too far on a tank of gas
    And an empty heart,
    But I have everything I'll ever need.
    I got this old guitar and a brand new set of strings.
  • Sweet like a kiss, sharp like a razor blade,
    I find you when I'm close to the bottom.
    You can't appreciate the time it takes
    To kick a love I always knew was kind of wrong.
    And as I'm putting out the flame,
    Somebody brings up your name.
  • So you treat your love like a firefly, like it only gets to shine, for a little while
    Catch it in a mason jar with holes in the top and run like hell to show it off
    Oh, promises were made when we'd go walking
    That's just me and Charlie talking.
  • I'm going home, gonna load my shotgun,
    Wait by the door and light a cigarette.
    If he wants a fight, well, now he's got one.
    And he ain't seen me crazy yet.
    He slapped my face and he shook me like a rag doll
    Don't that sound like a real man?
    I'm gonna show him what little girls are made of:
    Gunpowder and lead.
  • Every last one, route one, rural heart's got a story to tell
    Every grandma, in-law, ex-girlfriend
    Maybe knows you just a little too well
    Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail
    Hey, word's gonna get around
    Everybody dies famous in a small town.
  • Forgiving you,
    Well, she's stronger than I am.
    You don't look much like a man from where I'm at.
    It's plain to see desperation showed it's truth
    You love her, and she loves you with all she has
    I guess I should've been more like that.
  • Hey, white liar
    The truth comes out a little at a time
    And it spreads just like a fire
    Slips off of your tongue like turpentine
    And I don't know why, white liar.
  • So lets shake hands and reach across those party lines
    You got your friends just like I got mine.
    We might think a little differently,
    But we got a lot in common, you will see.
    We're just like you, only prettier.
  • I feel like this long string of lights,
    They lit up our whole house on Christmas day.
    But now it's January, and the bulbs have all burned out.
    But still, they hang,
    Like dead flowers.
  • My reputation follows me around,
    Just makes me wanna give them more to talk about.
    Let’s go to town for a little while,
    I’ll be wearing nothin' but a tattoo and a smile.

    Ain’t no use in tryin' to slow me down,
    ‘Cause you’re runnin' with the fastest girl in town.
    Ain’t ya, baby?
    You're kinda crazy.

  • At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
    When you hit the ground, check the lost and found
    Cause it ain't my problem now
    I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles on my own
    It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car
    I'm packing' it in, so come and get it.
  • But you went away
    How dare you?
    I miss you.
    They say I’ll be OK.
    But I’m not going to ever get over you.
  • Hey, whatever happened to waitin' your turn?
    Doing it all by hand?<br?Cause when everything is handed to you,
    It's only worth as much as the time put in.
    It all just seemed so good the way we had it,
    Back before everything became automatic.
  • If you borrow dresses like you borrow time,
    If you dream all day and drink all night,
    If you're looking for love but willing to fight
    Over men and mama's and Miller Lites,
    Well then, we should be friends.

    I don't know you well but I know that look.
    And I can judge the cover 'cause I read the book
    On losing sleep and gaining weight,
    On pain and shame and crazy trains.

  • Another vice, another town
    Where my past can't run me down.
    Another life, another call,
    Another bed I shouldn't crawl out of
    At 7 AM with shoes in my hand.
    Said I wouldn't do it, but I did it again.
    And I know I'll be gone tomorrow night.
    Mm, another vice.
  • Hey there, Mr. Tin Man,
    You don't know how lucky you are.
    You shouldn't spend your whole life wishin'
    For something bound to fall apart.
    Every time you're feeling empty,
    Better thank your lucky stars.
    If you ever felt one breaking,
    You'd never want a heart.
  • 'Cause it'll all come out, all come out in the wash.
    It'll all come out, all come out in the wash.
    Every little stain, every little heartbreak,
    No matter how messy it got.
    You take the sin and the men and you throw 'em all in
    And you put that sucker on spin.
  • I'm a wild child and a homing pigeon,
    Caravan and an empty kitchen.
    Bare feet on the tile with my head up in the clouds
    One heart goin' both directions,
    One love and a couple of questions:
    Am I settlin' up or settlin' down?
    Am I settlin' up or settlin' down?
  • And if the house just keeps on winning,
    I got a wildcard up my sleeve.
    And if love keeps giving me lemons,
    I'll just mix 'em in my drink.
    And if the whole wide world stops singing
    And all the stars go dark,
    I'll keep a light on in my soul,
    Keep a bluebird in my heart.
    • "Bluebird", written with Luke Dick and Natalie Hemby
  • If I was a cowboy, I'd be wild and free,
    Rolling around these towns like tumbleweeds.
    I'd be a legend at loving and leaving,
    Nipping on a whiskey and numbing up my feelings.
    You thought the west was wild, but you ain't saddled up with me,
    If I was a cowboy, I'd be the queen.
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