| Song | The Difference Is Night And Day |
| Artist | Joe Nichols |
| Album | Real Things |
| 作曲 : Aldridge, Nichols, White | |
| Lately I've seen every sunrise | |
| Driving down the | |
| Interstate | |
| On my way to be the first one | |
| Through the factory gate | |
| It didn't used to be like this | |
| The difference is night and day | |
| I used to count the minutes[Incomprehensible] | |
| I couldn't wait to punch that card | |
| And leave this place behind | |
| But now when the whistle blows | |
| Oh, the difference is night and day' | |
| Cause it means | |
| I'll have to head on home | |
| And spend another night alone | |
| Counting memories that you left behind | |
| And here in, in the kitchen drawer left | |
| Shirt of mine you always wore | |
| Something always takes me back in time | |
| Weekends I could fish | |
| Or catch a ball game with the guys | |
| Anything to get me out | |
| Of this house for awhile | |
| But the minute | |
| I go homeOh, the difference is night and day | |
| As long as | |
| I don't have to see | |
| All those things reminding me | |
| I can tell myself | |
| I'm moving on | |
| But as soon as | |
| I walk through that door | |
| I know that | |
| I'll find something more | |
| It shows me just how far | |
| I've really gone | |
| Maybe I'll get lucky and get some sleep tonight | |
| Either way | |
| I'm outta here as soon as it gets light | |
| Outside these four walls | |
| The difference is night and day | |
| No, it didn't used to be like this | |
| The difference is night and day |
| zuò qǔ : Aldridge, Nichols, White | |
| Lately I' ve seen every sunrise | |
| Driving down the | |
| Interstate | |
| On my way to be the first one | |
| Through the factory gate | |
| It didn' t used to be like this | |
| The difference is night and day | |
| I used to count the minutes Incomprehensible | |
| I couldn' t wait to punch that card | |
| And leave this place behind | |
| But now when the whistle blows | |
| Oh, the difference is night and day' | |
| Cause it means | |
| I' ll have to head on home | |
| And spend another night alone | |
| Counting memories that you left behind | |
| And here in, in the kitchen drawer left | |
| Shirt of mine you always wore | |
| Something always takes me back in time | |
| Weekends I could fish | |
| Or catch a ball game with the guys | |
| Anything to get me out | |
| Of this house for awhile | |
| But the minute | |
| I go homeOh, the difference is night and day | |
| As long as | |
| I don' t have to see | |
| All those things reminding me | |
| I can tell myself | |
| I' m moving on | |
| But as soon as | |
| I walk through that door | |
| I know that | |
| I' ll find something more | |
| It shows me just how far | |
| I' ve really gone | |
| Maybe I' ll get lucky and get some sleep tonight | |
| Either way | |
| I' m outta here as soon as it gets light | |
| Outside these four walls | |
| The difference is night and day | |
| No, it didn' t used to be like this | |
| The difference is night and day |