| 12/21/2007 1:10:47 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
craftmaster2007
North Wilkesboro, NC
age: 54
| are there really any honest down to earth country girls out there that are not into games and honestly seeking a longterm relationship?
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| 12/21/2007 1:12:12 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
steak_king
Whitmore Lake, MI
age: 51
| Michigan seems dry
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| 12/21/2007 1:12:41 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
craftmaster2007
North Wilkesboro, NC
age: 54
| same here
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| 12/21/2007 1:13:22 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
heatherhoney
Middlesboro, KY
age: 51
| You guys need to check out the Kentucky women...
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| 12/21/2007 1:14:14 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
craftmaster2007
North Wilkesboro, NC
age: 54
| yea it seems all the good ones are so far away
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| 12/21/2007 1:14:26 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
heatherhoney
Middlesboro, KY
age: 51
| Oh and Craftmaster... my son lives in Fayetteville... NC is a pretty state!
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| 12/21/2007 1:17:08 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
steak_king
Whitmore Lake, MI
age: 51
| Is there a Christmas sale I missed?
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| 12/21/2007 1:18:19 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
lonesomeloser
Louisville, KY
age: 49
| god no, not the ky women....lmaoooo kidding heather!!
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| 12/21/2007 1:18:41 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
craftmaster2007
North Wilkesboro, NC
age: 54
| heatherhoney,I really like your profile page,thats really neat.
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| 12/21/2007 1:22:24 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
heatherhoney
Middlesboro, KY
age: 51
| Thank you Craftmaster... thats sweet of you to say!!
And lonesome...go crawl in a hole somewhere and hide...would ya?
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| 12/21/2007 1:22:48 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
nicksterdemus
Little Rock, AR
age: 50
| Ok Heather........Just 4 you.....
Kentucky woman
She shines with her own kind of light
She looks at you once
And a day thats all wrong looks all right
And I love her
God knows I love her
Kentucky woman
If she get to know you
She goin to own you
Kentucky woman
Well, she aint the kind
Make heads turn at the drop of her name
But something inside
That shes got turns you on just the same
And I love her
God knows I love her
Kentucky woman
If she get to know you
She goin to own you
Kentucky woman
I dont want much
The good lords earth beneath the feet
A gentle touch
Of that one girl and life is
Sweet and good
There aint no doubt
Hey, Im talking about
Kentucky woman
Kentucky woman
I dont want much
The good lords earth beneath the feet
A gentle touch
Of that one girl and life is
Sweet and good
There aint no doubt
Hey, Im talking about
Kentucky woman
If she get to know you
She goin to own you
Kentucky woman
Kentucky woman
Kentucky woman
Kentucky woman
 
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| 12/21/2007 1:24:14 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
craftmaster2007
North Wilkesboro, NC
age: 54
| now that was'nt nice
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| 12/21/2007 1:24:26 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
brokenbridges
Augusta, KS
age: 37
| You know us gals could say the same thing about the men. 
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| 12/21/2007 1:28:04 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
heatherhoney
Middlesboro, KY
age: 51
| Awwwwwwwww thank you Nick that was so sweet...
See Lonesome... you could take some lessons here little mister...
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| 12/21/2007 1:28:09 PM | Where are all the good ones hiding? | |
nicksterdemus
Little Rock, AR
age: 50
| No Kentucky song would be complete w/o the King singin'...
Seven lonely days
And a dozen towns ago
I reached out one night
And you were gone
Dont know why youd run,
What youre running to or from
All I know is I want to bring you home
So Im walking in the rain,
Thumbing for a ride
On this lonely kentucky backroad
Ive loved you much too long
And my loves too strong
To let you go, never knowing
What went wrong
Kentucky rain keeps pouring down
And up aheads another town
That Ill go walking thru
With the rain in my shoes,
Searchin for you
In the cold kentucky rain,
In the cold kentucky rain
Showed your photograph
To some old gray bearded man
Sitting on a bench
Outside a genral store
They said yes, shes been here
But their memory wasnt clear
Was it yesterday,
No, wait the day before
So I finly got a ride
With a preacher man who asked
Where you bound on such a dark afternoon?
As we drove on thru the rain
As he listened I explained
And he left me with a prayer
That Id find you
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