Karaoké Cold Shoulder Garth Brooks

There's a fire burning bright in our house tonight

Slow music playing and soft candlelight

On her lips I keep tasting the warm red wine

I'm there in her arms but it's all in my mind

The snow is piled high on the highway tonight

I'm a ship lost at sea on this ocean of white

Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover

I wish I could hold her instead of huggin'

This old cold shoulder

This old highway is like a woman sometimes

She can be your best friend but she's the real jealous kind

She's the lady that leads me to the life I dream of

She's the mistress that keeps me

From the ones that I love

The snow is piled high on the highway tonight

I'm a ship lost at sea on this ocean of white

Eighteen wheels anchored somewhere out of Dover

I wish I could hold her instead of huggin'

This old cold shoulder

God, I wish I could hold her

Instead of huggin' this old cold shoulder