Alan Jackson Where Have You Gone

CD Review Alan Jackson Where Have You Gone

By Stanley Mwene For Country Music News International Magazine

  1. A Man Who Never Cries
  2. Back
  3. Beer: 10
  4. Chain
  5. I Can Be That Something
  6. I Do (Written for Daughter’s….)
  7. I Was Tequila
  8. Livin’ On Empty
  9. So Late So Soon
  10. That’s The Way Love Goes
  11. The Boot
  12. The Older I Get
  13. Things That Matter
  14. This Heart Of Mine
  15. Way Down In My Whiskey
  16. Where Have You Gone
  17. Where Her Heart Has Always
  18. Where The Cottonwood Grows
  19. Wishful Drinkin’
  20. Write It In Red
  21. You Will Always Be My Baby.

Little History of Alan Jackson

Alan Eugene Jackson was born on 17Th October, 1958. He is an American singer-songwriter. He is known for performing a style widely regarded as neotraditional country, as well as penning many of his own songs. Jackson has recorded 16n studio albums, three greatest-hits albums, two Christmas albums and two gospel albums.

A Man Who Never Cries. I was looking at her among time as long up to his love song. No bury to be back a man who never cries. Everything is withdrawn and pick is her. Now you used to take me now twist the history. The times has to belong, had to rush to the world.

Jesus helped me through our times. He has to be in my side. I am back as a low man No man had to try. I have been resting in my life, to make up for the ready struggle. If you look close, you deepen my eyes. You must say you have to hand tools You are a man who never cries.

It only lets my feelings show, once I love I always know. I can beat my always plan to see that is fine. I know I cannot complain. See sunnier and rain than little that I come. I can never cry Jesus helped me through some hard times. Having chewed on my side, I am never being back on my long. No matter I try, I have placed nothing in my life.

To make up for any struggle, if you look close deep in my hands you must see happy things. I am a man who never cries. Jesus helped me through hard times. While being through my side, I am quite back to my minds. No matter how I try, I have been placed in my life. To make up for any struggle, if you look close deep in my eyes you must see I have to help things. I am a man who never cries.

Back. To make us one, to everyone left each post on his own line. Mama and the kid in her own line. Every one table, Jesus is on the world. From each back, Jesus is on the world. I will call one other day. Loose back, I will bring another baby on the world.

I will be back, bring country back. Back will be long and I bring it back on the track. Get it back I gum boot, I am bringing it back. We go track for we are get this on the settle night. To renal it Sunday get it back. Oh for another round, get it back. I will bring the country back.

I will bring back the country where it belongs, oh back in the hands. Like I said, I come boots, I come head. No, I will bring the country back. Two step, three steps I guess a little jumping I will take for lucky. I will push forever fortnight; I will need to see the box line. Will jump a little time so far to bring his way. No tuck for the industry for I will bring back. I will bring the country back.

Back home trend, I will go bands. Like back then, I can boot, I come again. I will bring the country back. Drum back, I bring the sound no more. Baby comes back and makes the tea and I will be with the kids back. I bring the country back where it belongs. Back home track, like I said. This will jump, that being on the table I will bring it back.

Something hot bar, will get it back. We heard no until we feel the sound. Back to the country, no need to the tv, to back. Oh yah! Bring the country back. Back to where it belongs. Back home track. Walk for the living, back to the man, back to the morning happy day.

Yes, man, stand for the country back. I am bringing the country back. Back to where it belongs. Back home trend.

Beer: 10. I am losing my margin losing again, Hope next simple back times. So I dream back the second simple yet running back to the packing tea. Whiskey that, there being tea whiskey that. I have been looking for her. We can run around still. There is nothing to worry, nothing to play, I am busy hacking her way to be with her.

Whiskey 10, day it dwells that is heavy window. To her far backing belongs. I will be on my books, for the fun near her brooks. Whiskey that, everything I will be looking for her around. Is that too rainy, I will place her looking for her tin. Where is that bar, no far away wait fun? Seeks same it had waiting that man. Either fucking, it is mine.

I am stand beating. Whiskey that, I have been waiting. Whiskey that, I have been looking her around busy studying. There is nothing real, looking her way to be together. There is nothing to worry nothing.

Chain. This is an amazing romantic music…. Chain, great chain, I will never be free in my heart great chain. She led me deep, then we would love. Left me there, lost too long. And I will have heard I can let go. She slept forever, deep lie in my soul. Cain great chain, I will never free my heart. Chain, you can break my chain when love remains. I will never free my heart and break the chain.

If you imagine me, back no free train. I am to the tracks to hole in each pains. More attracts to run her way. More I feel for I will never escape. Is chain, break chain, I will never free my heart and break chain. Chain, when love remains, I will never free my heart and break the chain.

I Can Be That Something. This is a beautiful romantic music…. I was to take you her and walk away and leave you real one. Must stay to make and I will never trust that takes this place. I can see real nothing I can say. I can be real that risking in your bundle. I can that smile that takes away all those. I can a place where you just want to land to. I can be that something to get you through.

I can be with what you are and such a time. If you are with Jones, I will make you drown. I do not know if you are, can tell what you see. Me made our plans sometimes to what you need. I can be that whiskey in your bundle. I can be that smart that takes away you tears. I can be a place where you just want to run to.

I can be that something to get you through. I can be that whiskey in your paddle. I can be that smart that takes away your tears. I can be a place where you just want to run to. I can be that something to get you through. I wanna be that something to get you through.

I Do (Written for Daught…) This is also one of the beautiful romantic song written by Allan Jackson. I said that I will never sway in my heart, that I do no. I will never win anything more in my life. I can scar what I am feeling inside. I am asking for a favor tonight. She said I will be with you, and stay with you. I love you, however how Monday is

And I will walk with you wherever it is with you. Oh, you feel the way I do. So they obtained him and get lost in her way with time. Then we shall go together to the moon to be with his life. Then he asked once more is she real sure.

She said, I will be with you, I love you and I will stay with you. I love you all in Mondays. I will walk with you, through all lives with you. I will be feeling within my heart. And he said I love you. And she said I will be with you now, stay with you and I love you all Mondays. I will walk with you. I will be feeling you in my heart. He said I will be with you. She said I will be with you. I do.

I Was Tequila.  This is also an amazing romantic song…. Sometimes, I prose people and weigh at length. That was me the day I should a makes sure I learn. I know she loves me and was to say in my ways. I was to kill her and she was the same way. She was the sweetheart; I love her I know. I was too stupid to check the age, just to let her go.

She was red rose and I was more her blue geese. I was to kill her; she was shine mine. I was too wow, too fast to praise her sometimes. She was more steady and lovely and always all fine. I would win star when around her. I was to kill her and she was the same thing.

Today, I uphold that and shall I go my friend. To the man me, when I want her and then she sleeps away. Then I risky my body or boots and then sleeps near her. I am still to kill her and she is still the same thing. I was to wow her and too crazy sometimes. She was more steady. Lovely and always so fine. I would always wane star when to learn fun. I was to kill her; she was more shining.

Livin’ On Empty. This is also a beautiful love song sung by Allan Jackson. Even on empty, loving on future trying to hold on her again, I wish I could. Like on the house to live on, only to fine the reason living on empty. Nothing on future when honey moon is, we like moves in with a pingy morning. Sometimes coffee engine and keeps running on smoothly on talking the day.

Living on empty loving feels, living on empty loving on future and holding on it again I wish I could be lacking on powers to hold. Finding on the reason, living on empty loves the future. So you keep on pounding, like an empty stomach. Then keep on swaying to the rags on. You just do the best you can do, maybe let’s start out on a little do.

Living on empty, loving on a future turns on hot again. Risky on again, back to on hold again. Only to find the reason. We could love each other; Lord knows what to do. But living on empty, loving on future, turn on hold again. I wish I could handle that would be on the house to find the reason.

So Late So Soon. This is also an awesome love music to enjoy. Little are the one we burn no candles to the ground. Today, we sleep away to the sun, simply be the only sun. I could smell all around, some sounds on the strong around. When did I understand, they dislike the moon and I would get so late so soon.

As I was just leaving, when the first case of the evening got as I, times to stand then hold stuffed. You and I, little excuse me. Baby just love me, just as I love you. When that I will be back, start singing his first tongue. I will be so late, so sorry.

Oh, I could soon more I go. Someone has to understand to go down. But when I do understand, baby lacks moon. I will be there back, start singing his first tune. And I will be back so late, so soon.

That’s The Way Love Goes. This is a powerful romantic music…. I have been throwing all my shoes over my shoulder. I have been most of my lives, searching for someone to live over. Yet you run with me, chasing my rambles. Honey, I love you too. Next we love gone. That is the way love goes baby. And it is you the gal round the world is saying.

Smell around the girl and it makes me so sorry. You said honey do not worry. Don’t you know I love you too? Next we love goes. Next we love rose baby. Next we use flowers baby around the world shining. So, never regret. You see, you make me sorry, so say honey no worry. Don’t you know I love you too. Next, we love don.

The Boot. When rain comes as always I made to the bar. While gathering always in the bar, sat down and taking one and someone pushed me to the table making me as a water in the ripple. Do you wonder being here, so we told the bar bartender, I would bench there. I love the money I have.

I was drinking, listening. When he got the paddle even when he came down to the store. I took another sip in my beer. So the bar said this, you are lying. I am mud with you wherever you are. I put a fallen in the bar, that pulled me drunk. That drunken along and got home with her.

When Tommy came home calling, and I just saw my steady living as I try. No love trying to forget, because I love to go like the one. Nobody better believe, I will signal talking to you. Somebody said to me, it was my life and you wherever I will be. I put my foot wherever I could be. When the body and tried, put the tracking along. And go and hound her.

When told back rein, the hound and the barmaid were better smart. Cn just a little, everybody was just in the bar.

The Older I Get.  This is another love song sung by Allan Jackson…. The older I get, the more I think, you only get many wherever you are. Just gone the break, and the older I get, true he is. It is the people who you love and the more they start makes you rich. And if they found how far they love you, I could rather die and they that makes the truth. I can be heard and just feels to my best you are.

You are old again, if your friends are heard that you do not need love and you are to her. You are always there to make. And you are older again. Better I know when to get again and just bound you again. If they found still I love you, I will rather die and that is the truth. If they just feel I am gaining to you, they still will feel it.

The older I get; I do not mind all the lies. I will sometimes like to come. So when there are little signs, I would like far fling, the older I get, the more I lack the brain. I do not know why I get; I say more this. And you are older again, the more thankful happy you are. For the life I have had, the life I am living still.

Things That Matter. Little those skills that gets down the fortunes hopes they will be long. One more come, one more me afternoon times indeed. Still, they made her, things that matter. Another day, someone slams the door, that I love you anymore.

Looks like another sleeps night. That tells no one comes and wonders that working and I shall make happy. Things are, things that matter. There are again so many traps around. Some things matter, some things don’t. It is up to you to choose which one. There are again so many traps around some. Some things matter, somethings do not. It is up to you to choose which ones.

So when I close my eyes, I play which role to last. Something I already know, as thing matter. Then things don’t. Little those skills that gets down the fortunes hopes they will be long.

This Heart Of Mine. This down look like black match, it’s any lies to shine. But this heart of mine lying out of love as broken it love being. You could make it go back again. This heart of mine can lie again out of love. This heart of mine has been broken a thousand times.

It is down just hollow on heart to give her. Whatever has work, it could be hers. This heart of mine can hold a lot of love. This heart of mime, has been broken a thousand times. It is just a hollow heart to give her. Whatever is work, it could be yours. This heart of mine can hold a lot of love.

Way Down In My Whiskey. Most of the days, I keep off from work. When some little something is all what I can play. I do not know I can work for all those pictures. I do not even say you need. I can have stuck on the pallor floor, little I know.

When I am little done with my whiskey, my money is all my wane. When I am little done with my whiskey, that is when she comes around. Even if you have a lot of the facts, you can say all that I say. Sleep along my side where I will be, dreams arousing. You can tell your heart how little gone but it still remains. You will never around just discipline, I know you should be there driving me what I say.

When I am done with my whiskey, my minds are all wane. When I will be done with my whiskey, that is when she comes around. Oh I can labor and go, when about home, to be there. When I am well done with my whiskey, that is when she comes around.

Where Have You Gone. This is an amazing love music music. It came way too long, that you slept with. And just keep falling you, I kept tune is ok. No one could ever make you happy Some keep on believing and dreaming of you. Some still get along messing with you. Which I cannot let me hear you saying.

Some can fiddle, so i need you. Sweetheart music when I have you done. Sweet country music lives come back home. The songs from your memory are clinging today. I warned them leave me when let them say. I do not care what they do and still wants. Now, we hear they nature me. When do you return?

Some still determine how I missed you. Which from I heard, let me hear you say. Some still feel so little and I hear you. Sweet country music, we have you gone. Sweet country music, please come back home. Sweet country music, we have you gone. We are always ready please come back home.

Where Her Heart Has Always. The song starts with the following words; Allow the angel of God to abound with you, the call of the God shall abound with you. Then here is the song…. The morning light shall soften the crowds living in the snow. Peaceful sounds calling Lord. It is time to go and reach there.

Then you can hear gently pouring with Him and washing the way. It shall have flown with Him. And I can hear the Lord saying about something craft the wings. The sounds simple the way, several been and that is the state. When the winds blow without love again, when it always has been.

Where her heart as always been, I could hear the Lord saying. The clouds crafts with, shines the rise the day it would have been. Now, is the days when we have to love again, where her heart has always been. No one lights soft lone, it has a little snow.

Where The CottonWood  Grows. It is one of the romantic music sung by Allan. I can close my heart where it takes me, two young lovers on every bird. To the sun and wind where it blows and the two basking with me. As the little sun I can see you rise. Lures blue on the little sky. This s more worrying at the pains everywhere coming from.

And we text everything. We love each other and feel more. And the maim, everybody coming to each other. And the main coming cottonwood. I can still come on what you say and the dreams we look every day. Not the folk we say every day. As you come back, we forgive those days.

And I often wondered you will never come back. If we ever wondered staying away on the cottonwood. It will still linger as we wondered every day. And the pain coming. We thank, and we say we love each other has been mine. And the pain coming on the cottonwoods. I can close my eyes and explain back. Two young loves on every day.

Wishful Drinking. This is also a lovely romantic music. I was born with never legs, that down the shelter that down blow, we are watching as you walk away with my phone. You are every day for while I grow as you pity everything. Little sound like today edged to. The I stay there at the door hoping you to come back.

Just wasting, wishful drinking wishing you coming back. Wishing I could take back drinking. I know that you are wrong. I am no one you never talk to but I love you more than I could never do say. Wishing you never left and drinking again as I am realizing you won’t stay.

As I goes on creating, I could wish we lapse and born again and drift on sleep and left again. It shall alone close. As done again pierce and stay away. As been pleasing again when the blues swept again those broken piece.

She is the order of the door. Wishful drinking wishing you coming back back home. Wishing I could take back again blues. Nothing taking back home. I am no one talk to and I love you more than what I can never say. Wishing you I never left and drinking again. As I reason, you won’t stay. Wishing you I never left to drinking again. As a reason you wanted you won’t stay.

Write It In Red.This is an amazing music which talks love romance which has gone sour…. I can see you what is going on, I am dreaming lack of food. Yes, you gone indeed is what you can do. Do not leave some message for me. Don’t you wish what you say to stay guard to lipstick write it in red. It is found leave me just pack up and go. You are just some things may only need to know.

I don’t want you what is going through your head. To stay guard to your lipstick, writing in red. I gave you all I had and some that I have been. Try to talk to you which you don’t listen and try to work to your listen. You do not want to listen. Let’s take guard to your lipstick which is in red’s you gonna leave, just pack up and leave.

You are just some things; you may only need to know. I do not want you, what is going through your head. Just take up your lipstick, I don’t want and leave. If you don’t leave me, just pack up and go. You are just something I don’t need. I do not want you. What is going through you, just take up your lipstick write it in red. Stay guard to your lipstick, I did not in guard.

You Will Always Be My Baby. This is a powerful romantic music. First steps, fast words since like yesterday you had just to go. Scheme days, all those memories are just close to me. Are you wanna go home. Are you loving me the gal that you will always be my baby.

No matter where you are, you will always be my baby. Forever, in my heart. His sixteen first are, when you are not there, it is just a broken heart. I use strong will, in my eyes I see you as a young child still. You are the one wanna you are. I will love a newly gal. You will always be my baby.

I wonder where you are. You will always be my baby forever in my heart. So you are, so may be every day you are the girl to find my way. You know, I love you. In my time, my love is always you. You will always be my baby. In my time, my love is always you. You will always be my baby no matter where you are. You will always be my baby forever in my heart.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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