Well, they're flickin on the bar lights
Bands playin one last song
And if you want another round better order it now
It's last call
Crowds still rockin and its 2:01
The bartenders screamin at the top of his lungs
You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here
You can walk, you can crawl
Get carried off by the law
But you will get the hell out of here
You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here
Well, theres a couple hidin' out
Gettin down in a bathroom stall
And there's a 20 dollar bet just waitin on the
Eight ball to fall
Everybody's beggin' for one last shot
Before they kick our butts into the parking lot
You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here
You can walk, you can crawl
Get carried off by the law
But you will get the hell out of here
You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
But you can't stay here
You can walk, you can crawl
Get carried off by the law
But you will get the hell out of here
You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
You don't have to go home
There's a place in the whiskey
Where i don't give a damn
I just love everybody
And everybody loves who i am
Bartender hit me, wont you get me
To that place in the whiskey
Yeah, there's a place in the whiskey
A few more shots from here
Where the spirits hit me
And all my truobles disappear
Bartender hit me, wont you get me
To that place in the whiskey
Well, you'll know im there
Where you hear me yell that
Hillbilly high lonesome sound
Rasin' hell with a rebel yell
Just turn that music up if i get too loud
Bring me another round, yeah
There's a place in the whiskey
Where i like to smoke
Everything you got, baby
I got the fire down below
Well, let face it
We're both wasted
In that place in the whiskey
Well, there's a place in the whiskey
Where nothing else makes sense
But to party, party, party, party, party, party, party
Till' all my moneys spent
Bartender hit me
Wont you get me
To that place in the whiskey
Bartender hit me
Who's coming with me
I can do most anything a man can do
I can hold my liquor with the best of you
Even take your money in a game of pool
Yeah, I'd kick your butt if I wanted to
I don't mind when people cuss in front of me
Truth is I don't blush that much at anything
But I still got this little girl inside of me
That likes to be treated like a queen
I know I don't act much like a lady
But I still need to be somebody's baby
Yeah you might find me making too much noise
But I'm more than just one of the boys
Yeah, I'm more than just one of the boys
God knows I ain't ever been teh clingy type
Looking for a man to make it all alright
But I don't mind admitting sometimes late at night
Well I need someone to hold me tight
And I know I don't act much like a day
But I still need to be somebody's baby
Yeah you might find me making too much noise
But I'm more than just one of the boys
When it rains I pour a couple more rounds
Till the hurtin' and the heartache start to drown
I turn out the light I turn up Dwight and I lock my door when it rains, when it rains, I pour
When life ain't going my way and I can't take one more day of gray
Hey it's okay
I don't need a dose of Dr. Phil
I don't need your make it all better pill when I'm low
Don't you know don't you know
I don't have to have a girls night out
Or runaround with a rowdy crowd to get down Whiskey bent and hell bound
When I feel like I ain't got a friend I just call on my old buddy Jim
Again and again I like him
Oh don't you know
When it rains
When it rains
Sometimes I cry for no good reason
Sometimes I fight when I ain't mad
Sometimes it hurts when I ain't bleeding
Sometimes I laugh when things go bad
But I'll always be the girl I am
And when life comes falling down on me I do the best I can
And I never make apologies 'cause I don't give a damn
I'll guess I'll always be the girl I am
Sometimes I know there's something missing
Sometimes I want to start again
Sometimes I scream and no one listens
Sometimes I feel like giving in
But I'll always be the girl I am
And when life comes falling down on me I do the best I can
And I never make apologies 'cause I don't give a damn
I guess I'll always be the girl I am
And I never make apologies 'cause I don't give a damn
Yeah, I guess I'll always be the girl I am, yodelayhee!
On his side of the bed, he's sleeping like a baby
Dreams are dancin' in his head lying with his lady
It's a peaceful night, and everything's just fine on his side of the bed
But on her side of the bed, those big brown eyes are cryin' from the things he never says
And deep inside she's dying
As she turns to face the wall, there's no love at all
On her side of the bed
If he'd just reach out she'd forget about all the times that he let her down
Oh but in his mind everything's all right when the lights go out
On his side of the bed he never even noticed her negligee of red
The very same one that she wore the night that they were wed
But he never turned his head to her side of the bed
Now on his side of te bed he wakes up and turns to say, "I love you"
But instead all he finds are pages full of words she'd never said
And that's all she left
Don't need no diamond ring
Don't want a bunch of bling bling
The only thin I really need
Is a man with a SKOAL Ring
Don't have to be wined and dined
We can stay home every night
I can do without anything
Except a man with a SKOAL Ring
He works a ten hour shift and comes home right on time
He don't complain a bit when I get out of line
He ain't richand he might have a little dirt on his hands
But that worn-out circle on his jeans makes him my kind of man
I've always been a bandit girl and he's a long cut man
Somehow we still get along with different colored can's
When that boy comes home from work smellin' like the farm
That berryblend on his lips still turns me on
Don't need no diamond ring
Don't want a bunch of bling bling
The only thin I really need
Is a man with a SKOAL Ring
Don't have to be wined and dined
We can stay home every night
I can do without anything
Except a man with a SKOAL Ring
Well I'm one bud wiser than I was a minut ago
I found an equalizer that makes his memory a no show
And I won't be jonesin'
for his loving anymore
Cause I'm one bud wiser than I was a minute ago
I dropped a quarter played "Golded Ring" on the juke box
Placed my order with the guy behind the bar
And when he haded me a cold one, I said "Keep the change, Darlin'"
And as I drank it down I felt the healing start.
When he left me he took my brand new Silverado
I started thumbin' and I finally hitched a ride
I just came in here to drink a beer and watch the rednecks fight
Now I don't feel so bad going home alone tonight
And I won't be jonesin' for his lovin' any more
'Cause I'm one bud wiser than I was a minute ago
Rebel Child
Rebel Child, won't you heed my warnin
One of these days the rain'll come pourin'
Some of thouse sunshine blue sky mornin's
Might just turn to grey
I understand why you do the thing you do
There was a time when I was just like you
I know right now you think you know it all
There's no way that you can break
No way you can fall
Rebel Child, won't you heed my warnin'
One of these days the rain'll come pourin'
Some of thouse sunshine blue sky mornin's
Might just turn to grey
I've been there and I know what you're thinking
You're flying highbut one day you'll blink and
THat cloud your're on will just startsinkin'
Don't wait till it's too late
Whoa oh rebel child
I know you can't learn from my mistakes
You've got your own road you've gotta take
And it might look like it's paved in gold
Just remember that you'll have to reap
All the seeds you sew
Keep your feet on the ground
And one eye one heaven do
Do a lot of forgivin'
But not much forgettin'
And remember life is one big lesson
Whoa oh Rebel Child
I've been chasing rainbows all my life
Still haven't found that pot of gold
I send my prayers to heaven every night
Just close my eyes and let them go
Seems like everybody has got one up on me
Someone tell me what I'm supposed to do
Why does the sun always shine
On the other side, on the other side
Why does it always have to be
Oh raining
Always raining on me
Seems like I've been standing under the clouds
And it's always beenthat way
There ain't no silver lining to be found
Everywhere I look it's just another shade of grey
And I don't know why
And I don't know when
And I don't know where to begin
I know there's a rainbow hiding just beyond the clouds
So I'll keep on keeping on
Ain't gonna let it get me down
I won't let get me down
Always raining on me
Always raining on me
I was raised in Pocahontas Illinois
Everybody thought of me as one of the boys
Cause I'd run with a crowd that was tough
At fifteen i was tending Big O's Bar
I'd sing till two AM for a half full tip jar
Spent my youth singing truth, paying dues
I'm the biggest thing that ever came from my hometown
And ill be damned if i'm gonna let em down
If it's the last thing i do before they lay me in the ground
You know i'm gonna make Pocahontas proud
I knocked on every door on music row
But they looked down at me and said "Girl go back home"
You ain't got what we need in this town
But they couldn't whup the fighting side of me
You know where i come from we don't give up easily
Overnight took all my life to be found
I'm the biggest thing that ever came from my hometown
And ill be damned if i'm gonna let em down
If it's the last thing i do before they lay me in the ground
You know i'm gonna make Pocahontas proud "Pocahontas proud"
At twenty seven i had baby Grace
I was born again when i saw her sweet face
And i knew she was the greatest thing I'd ever do
I'm the biggest thing that ever came from my hometown
And ill be damned if i'm gonna let em down
If it's the last thing i do before they lay me in the ground
You want me to bring you home the bacon
Fry it up and serve it to you, too
When i don't you act so godforsaken
Like somehow i've been mistreatin' you
I know that's the way your mama did it
She waited on you dang near all your life
It took a while but now i finally get it
You were never lookin' for a wife
If you want a mother i can be one
That ain't all that difficult for me
We can do your way from now on, son
And i'll show you what a mother i can be
Remember tuesday night when you're out bowling
You better have your butt back home by nine
Otherwise you're grounded for the weekend
And that brand new sliverado will be mine
And in the evenin' when you're feeling sleepy
Well, i'll tuck you in and pat you on your head
And i'll be right down the hall if you should need me
But big boys have to sleep in their own bed
You can go on back to mama's apron strings
I don't feel like loving you today
So don't you even try to change my mind
The best thing you can do right now is just go away
Cause I don't feel like loving you today
I don't want to talk about last night
I'm angry and haven't had much sleep
And I'm so tired and bloodshot, there ain't no telling what I'd say
Cause I don't feel like loving you today...
But you know I will anyway
Even though we make it hard sometimes
I'll wind up forgiving you
And probably loving you for the rest of my life...
But I don't feel like loving you today
And I've got sixteen hours left to go
I might tell you that I'm leavin' even though you know I'll stay
Cause I don't feel like loving you today...
But I don't feel like loving you today
Good Old Boy
Some girls are lookin for a Wall Street Man
With lots of green in the bank
Got to find a feller with a red wine cellar
And a big, black Escalade
One of them dudes that don't cuss or chew
Don't never do nothin wrong
Personally that don't do it for me, yeah
You can keep 'em all
Chorus
I'd rather have a good ole boy
One who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the Choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Yeah, I'd rather have a good ole boy
Well, I've met guys in suits and ties
That'll buy you anything you want
Drink champagne and drop big names
In a high-dollar restaurant
I'd rather run with a son of a gun
That'll get a little dirt on his hands
I'd trade a high class livin for some good catfishin
With a real blue collar man
Chorus
I'd rather have a good ole boy
One who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the Choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Yeah, I'd rather have a good ole boy
Chorus
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the Choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Chorus
You know I'd rather have a good ole boy
One Who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the Choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Yeah, I'd rather have a good ole boy
I'm a Mother, I'm a lover
A chef, a referree
I'm a Doctor and a chauffer, seven days a week
I ain't asking for a medal, yea, I know you work too
I'd just like a little credit where credit is due
It's the hardest gig I've known, I work my fingers to the bone
Yea, the dishes and the diapers never stop
Lousy pay, there ain't no 401k
I know this may come as a shock..
But this here's a full time job
Well I'm takin' a vacation
I could use a little fun
I'll be sippin' on the silence
And soaking up the sun
I'm leavin' you my apron
You can try it on for size
You said there's nothing to it
So I'm sure you'll be fine
It's the hardest gig I've known, I work my fingers to the bone
Yea, the dishes and the diapers never stop
Lousy pay, there ain't no 401k
I know this may come as a shock but this here's a full time job
In a day or maybe two
You'll be changing your tune
By then you'll be ready to drop..
Working my full time job
When it's all over but the shoutin'
When God the Father's done his final accounting
And I find out that I made the cut
Boys i'm gonna get me a chariot
Yeah a big gold eagle on the hood
Trans Am chariot
Gonna find my great granddaddy
That peace pipe smokin' Cherokee
Gonna get him all schooled
In them mags and struts
Then we gonna drag us a chariot
Yeah a big gold eagle painted on the hood chariot
Good lord Witchita
Sure hope Samson ain't no law dog
Redneck you better out run him
Damn sure don't wanna get caught
Crime what crime
We was all hopped up on new wine
And mama's gonna kill me if I get
Kicked out of the choir
But you just gotta run them chariots
Now here's a little story happened long ago
One day Ezekiel went out for a stroll
Walkin' by the river low and behold
Down came 4 angels in a Cadillac gold
He said "swing down sweet chariot come on and give me a ride"
So they scooped em up, the rig was souped up, man it had TV's inside
Ol' Zeke was surprised cause his eyes had seen beyond
His wildest dreams, He'd go on to see a thousand things
We'll paint that number eight on the driver's side
That's how old I was when I gave Jesus my life
I stepped right up and got washed in the blood
Just a little kid singin' 'bout a chariot
I'm no stranger to temptation
I have found some comfort there
But it only leaves me with questions
Never answers any prayers
I've been as high as Angels fly
And I've fallen straight to Hell
Heaven help me, Heaven help me
'Cause I can't help myself
I have wounded those who love me
And refused to take the blame
I have hidden all my demons
But I cannot hide my shame
I've forgotten who I am
But I know you know me well
Heaven help me, Heaven help me
'Cause I can't help myself
Give me wisdom, give me strength
Give me faith above all else
Heaven help me, Heaven help me
'Cause I can't help myself
Heaven help me, Heaven help me
I work a double-shift on Monday
Tuesday, I get up before dawn
Wednesday, pouring coffee
Thursday night, I'm tending the bar
Well, when Friday finally rolls around
I call my rough and rowdy friends and we're honky-tonk loud
I work hard, I play harder
I'm a good-timin', American daughter
Redneck, blue collar
And I party down to my last dollar
I work hard, I work hard, I work hard
I play harder
Now, I don't waste my time on
Manicures and spray-on tans
And I don't pay no never mind
To the callouses I've worn on my hands
You know that people just can't understand how
I'm the first to clock in but the last to pass out
I work hard, I play harder
I'm a good-timin', American daughter
Redneck, blue collar
And I party down to my last dollar
I work hard, I work hard, I work hard
I play harder yeah, yeah, yeah
I work hard, I play harder
I'm a good-timin', American daughter
Redneck, blue collar
And I party down to my last dollar
I work hard, I play harder
I'm a good-timin', American daughter
Redneck, blue collar
And I party down to my last dollar
I work hard, I work hard, I work hard
I work hard, I work hard, I work hard
I've never done anything
That would ever bring a tear to your eye
I've never crossed the line
or needed an alibi to cover up a lie
But darling i'll admit
They're been times when i could have
The thing that kept me strong
Is the one thing that is always on My mind
When I think about cheatin'
I just think about you leavin'
And how my world would fall to pieces
If I tossed your love away
Even when i'm tempted by some stranger
Oh there's never any danger
I just think about you leavin'
When I think about cheatin'
There was a time in Abilene
When he said all the things I wanted to hear
It was hard to turn him down
Between the champaigne and the sound of whispers in my ear
But it just took one two-step with someone and I was missing you
He never had the chance cause I broke up the dance
In a sandalwood frame
We bout in New Mexico
I was wearin' the chain that old Indian made
That we practically stole
Little shells in a jar
We found Hanalei Bay
Got those matching tattoos
And those ten dollar shoes
To remember our stay
If it hadn't been so good I wouldn't feel so sad
If we hadn't been so happy baby,
It wouldn't hurt this bad
If you had told me this last summer
I'd be on the floor laughin'
Instead of standing round breakin' down
Wonderin' what happened
What am I suppose to do
Without my very best friend
Boy you left me in shock and tied up in knots
Then it hits me again
If you had told me this last summer
I'd be on the floor laughin'
Instead of standing around breakin' down
Well, I ain't never been Barbie doll type
No, I can't swig that sweet champagne, I'd rather drink beer all night
In a tavern or in a honky tonk or on a four-wheel drive tailgate
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait
Some people look down on me, but I don't give a rip
I'll stand barefooted in my own front yard with a baby on my hip
'Cause I'm a redneck woman, I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising, I say, ?Hey y'all? and ?Yee-haw?
And I keep my Christmas lights on, on my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every Charlie Daniels song
So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country
Let me get a big 'Hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah
Victoria's Secret, well their stuffs real nice
Oh, but I can buy the same damn thing on a Wal-Mart shelf half price
Still look sexy, just as sexy as those models on TV
No, I don't need no designer tag to make my man want me
Well, you might think I'm trashy, a little too hardcore
But in my neck of the woods I'm just the girl next door
Hey, I'm a redneck woman, I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising I say, ?Hey y'all? and ?Yee-haw?
And I keep my Christmas lights on, on my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every Tanya Tucker song
So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country
Let me get a big 'Hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah
I'm a redneck woman, I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising, I say, ?Hey y'all? and ?Yee-haw?
And I keep my Christmas lights on, on my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every ol' Bocephus song
So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah
Hell yeah, I said hell yeah!
Did you think I'm wobbling?
That ain't your problem
Did you think I can't make it home?
'Cause the road's washed out
And the rain's comin' down
And the rain no causin' [incomprehensible]
But I can walk on water
With a little whiskey and I'm 10 feet taller
When I'm down at the bottom of a bottle
I can fly with the angles and the devil's daughter
With a little whiskey I can walk on water
You can quit your craving
I don't need no saving
But you can buy me a cold one, right now, yeah
Come on, brother
Buy me another
That crowd ain't drivin' me
I can walk on water
With a little whiskey and I'm 10 feet taller
When I'm down at the bottom of a bottle
I can fly with the angles and the devil's daughter
With a little whiskey I can walk on water, yeah
Don't know my story, don't know my life
Why I keep what I keep pepped up inside
Did you think I got a problem?
That ain't your problem
Did you think I can't make it home?
'Cause the road's washed out
And the rain's comin' down
And the rain no causin' [incomprehensible]
But I can walk on water
With a little whiskey and I'm 10 feet taller
When I'm down at the bottom of a bottle
I can fly with the angles and the devil's daughter
With a little whiskey I can walk on water
I can walk on water
With a little whiskey and I'm 10 feet taller
When I'm sittin' at the bottom of a bottle
I can fly with the angles and the devil's daughter
He's got a sunburn on his left arm
From hangin' out at peterbilt window
Got a wife and three kids on the farm
Drivin' just as fast as he can go yeah
Minneapolis in his rear view
He's a deadheadin' to Tulsa
Got the hammer down on eighty two
With every mile marker gettin' closer
I said Hey he's a trucker man
Tryin' to get home just as fast as he can
Those red eye runs are takin' their toll
His eighteen wheeler is rollin' back home
Starin' a hole through the windshield
He's got nineteen on the CB
Well they call him the bandit
'Cause he only breaks for the smokeys
I said Hey he's a trucker man
Tryin' to get home just as fast as he can
those red eye runs are takin' their toll
His eighteen wheeler is rollin' back home
He's got a Smith and Wesson in the glove box
And Mother Mary on the dashboard
He's a red blooded blue collar man
American right to the core
Hey he's a trucker man
Tryin' to get home just as fast as he can
Those red eye runs are takin' their toll
His eighteen wheeler is rollin' back home
Hey he's a trucker man
Tryin' to get home just as fast as he can
Those red eye runs are takin' their toll
His eighteen wheeler is rollin' back home
Morning Light comes shinin' in
It don't break and it don't bend
It don't hide behind the blue
I wish I could be that true
Wakin up's the harderst part
How could I have broke your heart
How do I just lie in bed
Knowin' what I haven't said
To tell you the truth would set me free
I'm livin' a lie and it's killin' me
What I really want to do is just talk this thing through
But it'll hurt you to tell you the truth
It all comes up with the mornin sun
It all comes down to the said and done
You know sometimes I pray for rain
I think somehow it hides my pain
Well tomorrow's just another day
That I won't find the words to say
When that old sun comes shinin in
Reminding me again
Morning light comes shinin' in
I was born in the country on an old farm road
Worked hard for a livin' but I still stayed broke
Everything I had was either borrowed or loaned
Except my mobile home
I started pickin' and a grinnin' and a drawin' a crowd
Saved up my nickels and I turned it around
Hitched up the trailer and my chickens and cows
Moved right into town
There goes the neighborhood
Trashin' it up just like you knew we would
You throw a hillbilly log into the Hollywood
And there goes the neighborhood
I couldn't wait to start unpackin' my stuff
Pulled out the pink flamingos and I put 'em in front
Cranked up the stereo in my old truck
Iced down a case of Bud
Called Uncle Vernon said, "Come cut the grass"
He showed up on his mower with a half empty flask
You ought to see the people slowin' down when they pass
Sayin', "Man, would you look at that?"
There goes the neighborhood
Trashin' it up just like you knew we would
You throw a hillbilly log into the Hollywood
And there goes the neighborhood
They got Poodles and pools and lawn mowers
I got Pitt Bulls and pistols and ponds
Yeah, they're playing possum
While I'm living high on the Hog
There goes the neighborhood
Trashin' it up just like you knew we would
You throw a hillbilly log into the Hollywood
And there goes the neighborhood
You throw a hillbilly log into the Hollywood
There goes the neighborhood
Well I finally found a sitter
Who'd stay late on Friday night
So I could do some dancin'
Underneath them neon lights
Get out of the kitchen do a little
Catchin' up with my old man and I
Couldn't help but notice girl that
You keep slinkin' by stealin' his
Attention with a twinkle in your eye
You're causin' an involuntary clenchin'
Of the fingers on my hand
So honey move along and find a place to
Park yourself while you still can
Don't make me take my earrings out
'Cause I'll show you what a catfight's all about
I'll throw you down and mop the floor
A man like mine's worth fightin' for
Don't make me take my earrings out
And I bet I'd spend an hour at the bathroom vanity
Tryin' to turn a mom into a ballroom beauty queen
I don't wanna' mess it up but trust me honey I ain't
Scared to break a nail and I'd be glad to spend a
Night in jail aww hell
So don't make me take my earrings out
'Cause I'll show you what a catfight's all about
If you come waltzin' by once more
I'll drag your butt right out the door
So don't make me take my earrings out awwhha
So don't make me take my earrings out
'Cause I'll show you what a catfight's all about
I'll throw you down and mop the floor
A man like mine's worth fightin' for
Don't make me take my earrings out
If you come waltzin' by once more
I'll throw you down and mop the floor
And drag your butt right out the door
A man like mine's worth fightin' for
Well there's the fever
That you can't deny
Gotta' get together with my friends
To see my Redbirds fly
On the TV
Or at the ballpark
Or on the radio in my truck
Me and Grandpa used to listen to
Mike Shannon and Jack Buck
Well I can feel it comin'
One thing I know for sure
Is I got Redbird fever
And the Cardinals are the cure
Yeah I got Redbird fever
And I know we're the best
It's a fact we're goin' all the way
'Cause we're better than the rest
And I'll wear my Redbird colors
To every inning that we play
There ain't nothin' better than a
Good ol' Cardinal game
So here's to my St. Louis
Out there keepin' up the fight
Let me get a big Go Cards
From ya Redbird fans tonight Go Cards
There's other teams out there
And yeah they can play
But a Cardinal fan is proud and loud
Until our dyin' day
We drink cold beer
And eat hot dogs
On the bleachers in the sun
No I don't need no other team
'Cause the Cards are number one
Some people think we're crazy
But Redbird fans are true
And in this Cardinal nation
We're all winners through and through
Yeah I got Redbird fever
And I know we're the best
It's a fact we're goin' all the way
'Cause we're better than the rest
And I'll wear my Redbird colors
To every inning that we play
There ain't nothin' better than a
Good ol Cardinal game
So here's to my St. Louis
Out there keepin' up the fight
Let me get a big Go Cards
From ya Redbird fans tonight Go Cards
Yeah I got Redbird fever
And I know we're the best
It's a fact we're goin' all the way
'Cause we're better than the rest
And I'll wear my Redbird colors
To every inning that we play
There ain't nothin' better than a
Good ol Cardinal game
So here's to my St. Louis
Out there keepin' up the fight
Let me get a big Go Cards
From ya Redbird fans tonight Go Cards
Go Cards
Go Cards
I'm for the low man on the totem pole
And I'm for the underdog god bless his soul
And I'm for the guys still pulling third shift
and the single mom raising her kids
And I'm for the preacher who stay on their knees
And I'm for the sinner who finally believed
And I'm For the farmer with dirt on his hands
And the soldiers who fight for this land
And I'm for the bible
And I'm for the flag
And I'm for the working man
Me and Ol' hag
I'm just one of many who can't get no respect
Politically Uncorrect
I guess my opinion is all out of style
Don't get me started because I can get riled
And I'll make a fight for the forefather's plan (That's Right)
Hell the world already knows where I stand
And I'm for the bible
And I'm for the flag
And I'm for the working man
Me and Ol' hag
I'm just one of many who can't get no respect
Politically Uncorrect
Nothing Wrong with the bible
Nothing Wrong with the flag
Nothing Wrong with the working man
Me and Ol' Hag
We're just some of many that can't get no respect
Politically Uncorrect
I've been pouring whiskey on your memory
I can't seem to drown this hurt inside
The bottom of the bottle leave me empty
I need something strong to ease my mind
I need a pain killer
Just one night of sin
Someone who will hold me close
And get me over him
And it'll taste bitter
But stranger set me free
I need a pain killer
Before this pains kills me
Never thought i'd have to love another
Never been the kind to sleep around
I wish it was a pill and not a lover
Its gonna be so hard to swallow down
And it'll tast bitter
But stranger set me free
I need a pain killer
Before this pain kills me
I need a pain killer
Well just the other day
I was drivin' down the road
And I was listenin' to the stuff
'Comin' out of music row
Well I didn' recognize a single song
Or none of the names
But it didn't really matter
'Cause they all seemed to sound the same
Where's all the outlaws and renegades
Lord knows I miss those days
Where they said
what they thought
What they thought was what was on your mind
Did all the outlaws and renegades
Pack up and go home
I guess the outlaw and renegade days are gone
Well I got home and I
Turned on my TV
And I saw some politician bitchin'
'Bout the way it should be
He said a vote for me
Is a vote to be free at last
But today I just paid four dollars
For a gallon of gas
Oh where's all the outlaws and renegades
Lord knows I miss those daysWhere they said
What they thought
What they thought was what was on your mind
Did all the outlaws and renegades
Pack up and go home
I guess the outlaw and renegade days are gone
Oh where's all the outlaws and renegades
Lord knows I miss those days
Where they said
What they thought
What they thought was what was on your mind yeah
Did all the outlaws and renegades
Pack up and go home
I guess the outlaw and renegade days are gone yeah
I guess the outlaw and renegade days are gone
Just gone
I'm talkin' about Johnny Cash
Waylon Jennings
I mean hell son
You're just a little Willie Nelson
Take a look, Boy,
What do ya think you see?
Is it the high heels or the real deal,
Turnin' you on to me?
Step back boy you might wanna think this through,
Ya say you figured out what I'm about,
But you ain't got a clue, about
(Chorus)
The Other side of me,
You gotta dig down deep,
To see what lies beneath,
On the other side, other side.
There's a whole nother world,
and I'm a complicated girl.
There's a lot more to see,
On the other side, other side of me.
Listen up, Boy,
Before ya scratch that itch,
Ya know I can be sugar sweet,
Or a down right son of a bitch,
read my lips, Boy,
Understand a thing or two,
If ya wanna ride then step inside,
and allow me to introduce you to,
(Chorus)
--Bridge--
Rap:
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh;
Stop drop and roll,
Stop coppin my flow,
Stop poppin your mouth off,
Stop jackin my rolls,
I'm like broadway Joe,
Fir coats and shit,
Fingers up struttin down music row,
So rebels yell and black men shout,
This is ya'll what it's all about,
So rebels yell and black men shout,
This is ya'll what it's all about,
From rock and roll to some country soul,
This is ya'lls what it's all about,
From Adidas suits to snake skin boots,
This is ya'lls what it's all about,
I stood behing that bar till closing time
I served cold beer, warm whiskey, and Rotgut Wine
Now I'm up here on the stage
Everybody knows my name
And I can't believe how long they wait
In my autograph line
Not bad for a bartender or an eighth grade education
pretty good for a backwoods girl
who had to make it on her own
I'm on the stool side of the bar these days
Buying everyone a round
Ain't it funny how the tables turn
Not bad for a bartender
Swingin' doors and cleanin' floors is all I'd ever known
Out of nowhere somehow i gound my yello brick road
So when you're broke and paying dues
Look at me I'm living proof
And if there's hope for me
Know there's hope for you.
I'm on the stool side of the bars these days
Buying everyone a round
Ain't it funny how the tables turn
Not bad for a bartender
Ain't it funny how the tables turn
Woke up cryin' with pictures of you in my head
Lyin' next to the thing that you don't know I did
I could tell on myself but I don't think that
I have the nerve
If I lose you I know that it's what I deserve
In a way I'm glad that my guilt keeps
Fallin' on me like rain
At the same time
I can't help but wonderin' why
I put your love on the line
I could stop but the truth is
I don't think I can
It's not somethin' I wanted
Or somethin' I planned boy
I love you
I need you
I want you to stay
I keep my secrets to keep you from walkin' away
In a way I'm glad that my guilt keeps
Fallin' on me like rain
At the same time
I can't help but wonderin' why
I put your love on the line
In a way I'm glad that my guilt keeps
Fallin' on me like rain
And at the same time
I can't help but wonderin' why
I put your love on the line
Put your love on the line
Put your love on the
If I have another round
I might leave with you right now
Sounds good, but what about tomorrow
Could I face another day
Could I wash it all away
Would it leave me feeling stained and hollow
Tell me, would you make it worth all the sorrow
It ain't easy
Being strong
So hard to walk away
From what you want
Yeah, it would feel so right
But it would feel so wrong
No, it ain't easy being strong
Temptation is a funny thing
It'll tell you it's okay
Go ahead, and get swept away
It's all right
But when I come back down to earth
I'm gonna know it wasn't worth
All the guilt and all the hurt for one night
Yeah, you can bet, I'm gonna pay a price
It ain't easy
Being strong
So hard to walk away
From what you want
Yeah, it would feel so right
But it would feel so wrong
No it ain't easy, oh, it ain't easy
No, it ain't easy being strong, uh
It ain't easy
If I could do it all again I'd look more in the mirror
instead of finding someone else to blame
if I could do it all again I'd do a lot more praying
less cussing about the things that I can't change
Chorus:
I'd laugh a little louder
sing more in the shower
care a little less if I'm in tune
concentrate on who I am
not who I might have been
if I could do it all again
If I could do it all again I'd take it a little slower
make a few more memories I could keep
crawl in bed beside my child, just lay down and watch her
soaking up the beauty while she sleeps
Chorus:
I'd work less hours
buy more flowers
make more love on rainy afternoons
I might make less money
but I'd make a better friend
if I could do it all again
I've made mistakes
along the way
but I thank God
it's not too late
Chorus:
I'd walk a little taller
and talk a little smaller
and love the way my maker made me too
then I'd never spend another minute wondering
what I'd do if I could do it all again
Somehow I knew you'd just slipped off the ring
When you walked up and pulled up a chair next to me
You told me your name with your hand on my knee
Boy what are you doin'
I've known some pretty wild men in my life
Take it from me honey you ain't that type
I'm doin' my best here to do what is right
But I'm only human
Ever admitted you're hangin' around
The lonely in me keeps on
Wearin' me down
If you only knew what I'm
Thinkin' right now
Boy you're makin' me crazy
I'm wantin' you baby what are you doin' I'm only human
Boy you're makin' me crazy
I'm wantin' you baby
What are we doin' I'm only human
So reach in them jeans Boy
and put on that ring
The one that you think
you've been hidin' from me
If you don't mind would you
Hurry up please
I'm only human
If I had it my way
This would be the first time
That I made love
And I would be the first girl
That your hands touched
But we've both done our share of livin'
Takin' chances we've been given
I've never been too big on lookin' back
I don't care if I'm your first love
But I'd love to be your last
If I could do it over
I'd have waited for this moment
So I could give my heart to you unbroken
But if our mistakes brought us together
Does it really matter whether
We were saints or sinners in the past
I don't care if I'm your first love
But I'd love to be your last
All I know is what I see
When I look at you
And all I see is what
I'm feelin' down inside
And all I'm feelin'
Is this feelin'
That I finally got it right ooohhh
When I wake up tomorrow
I'm gonna' wrap my arms around you
Thank my lucky stars I found you
'Cause I know your heart has so much more than
Anyone has touched before and
Nothing matters more to me than that
I don't care if I'm your first love
But I'd love to be your last
I don't care if I'm your first love
I want a hippopatamus for Christmas
And only a hippopatumus will do
Don't want a doll no dinky tinker toy
I want a hippopatumus to play with and enjoy
I want a hippopatumus for Christmas
I don't think Santa Claus will mind do you
He won't have to use
A dirty chimney fleu
Just bring him through the front door
That's the easy thing to do
I can see me now on Christmas morning
Creeping down the stairs
Oh enjoying one surprise
When I open up my eyes to see
A hippo hero standing there
I want a hippopatumus for Christmas
And only a hippopatumus will do
No crocodiles
No rhinoceroses
I only like hippopatumuses
And hippopatumuses like me too swing it
Mom says a hippo would eat me up
But then
Teacher says a hippo is a vegetarian
There's lots of room for him
In our two car garage
I'd feed him there
And wash him there
And give him his massage
I can see me now on Christmas morning
Creeping down the stairs
Oh enjoying one surprise
When I open up my eyes to see
A hippo hero standing there
I want a hippopotamus for Christmas
And only a hippopotamus will do
No crocodiles
Or rhinoceroses
I only like hippopotamuses
Charlie Daniels, Carolina
The Devil went down to Georgia
Nothin' could be finer
Midnight Rider, Allman Brothers Band
I got your country right here
Little bit of rockin'
I got your country right here
Deep fried Southern
I got your country
Grab a beer, pull up a chair
'Cause I got your country right here
Gimme some Waylon
Little bit of that Ramblin' Man
Our country boys can't survive
Can I get a little hand for Hank?
I got your country right here
Little bit of rockin'
I got your country right here
Deep fried Southern
I got your country right
Grab a beer, pull up a chair
'Cause I got your country right here
In any Friday night honky tonk
Anywhere they got cold beer and a band
And a dance floor packed with bikers, truckers
Lookers, soldiers, outlaw lovers
Well, I got your country right here
I got your country right here
ZZ Top, little ol' band from Texas
It's 2 o'clock, I bet you thought
I forgot Lynyrd Skynyrd
Get off you asses and raise your glasses
'Cause I got your country right here
Little bit of rockin'
I got your country right here
Deep fried Southern
I got your country right
Grab a beer, pull up a chair
'Cause I got your country right here
I got your country right here
Little bit of rockin'
I got your country right here
Deep fried Southern
Gimme that country
I got your country right here
Well, you're a real hot cookie with your new hairdo
Your high heel boots and your credit card
Long legs and a mini skirt
Yeah, you know what works and you work it hard
You smile like such a lady, innocent and sweet
You drive the men folk crazy, but any girl can see, you're just a
Homewrecker I know what you're doin'
You think you're gonna ruin what I got, but you're not
Yeah, you little go-getter I'll teach you a lesson
If you get into messin' with my man you don't stand a chance
No, you're just a homewrecker
I'm sure you waited for a long, long time
To find a man like mine but honey you're too late
So before you go and make your move
Maybe me and you should get a few things straight
There's two ways we can do this, I'll let you decide
You can take it somewhere else or we can take it outside, you little
Homewrecker I know what you're doin'
You think you're gonna ruin what I got, but you're not
Yeah, you little go-getter I'll teach you a lesson
If you get into messin' with my man you don't stand a chance
No, you're just a homewrecker
Now Honey, I'm a Christian, but if you keep it up
I'm gonna go onto kickin' your pretty little butt
Is that clear enough? Yeah, you little
Homewrecker I'll teach you a lesson
If you get into messin' with my man you don't stand a chance
No, you're just a homewrecker
I dont need whiskey to drown out the pain
Or some old umbrella to hold off the rain
Dont have to cross over a river of tears
All that i need is right here
Holding you holds me together
When holding on gets just a little to hard
When this tight rope i travel
Begins to unravel and i feel like
Im falling apart
Holding you holds me together
You know lifes a freight liner on
A runaway track
But ill take the ride knowing
That youll bring me back
No fates too uncertain no distance to far
As long as your here in my arms
Holding you holds me together
When holding on gets just a little to hard
When this tight rope i travel
Begins to unravel and i feel like
Im falling apart
Holding you holds me together
Whener i hold you tight
This crazy world of mine falls right in place
Whatever the trouble is
You find a way to give back what it takes
Holding you holds me together
When holding on gets just a little to hard
When this tight rope i travel
Begins to unravel and i feel like
Im falling apart
Well I'm an eight ball shooting, double fisted drinking son of a gun
I wear my jeans a little tight just to watch the little boys come undone
I'm here for the beer and the ball busting band
Gonna get a little crazy just because I can
You know I'm here for the party
And I ain't leavin' till they throw me out
Gonna have a little fun, gonna get me some
You know I'm here, I'm here for the party
I may not be a ten but the boys say I clean up good
And if I gave 'em half a chance for some rowdy romance
You know they would
I've been waiting all week just to have a good time
So bring on them cowboys and their pick up lines
You know I'm here for the party
And I ain't leavin' till they throw me out
Gonna have a little fun, gonna get me some
You know I'm here, I'm here for the party
Don't want no purple hooter shooter, just some jack on the rocks
Don't mind me if I start that trashy talk
You know I'm here for the party
And I ain't leavin' till they throw me out
Gonna have a little fun, gonna get me some
I'm here
You know I'm here for the party
And I ain't leavin' till they throw me out
Gonna have a little fun, gonna get me some
You know I'm here, I'm here for the party, yeah
I'm here for the party, I'm here for the party
Just try to throw me out
I'm here for the party, just try to throw me out
Look at her
My God she's dancin'
Out there romancin'
In her new lover's arms
If he were here
To see how she's actin'
If he could hear her Laughin'
It would brake his broken heart
[Chorus]
'Cause he ain't even cold yet
The tears haven't dried yet
It's not written in stone yet
As far as he's concerned
He ain't even cold yet
The fire's still burnin'
She laid his love to rest
Showin' no regrets
Lord, Heain't even cold yet
If he found out
Lord, It would kill him
'Cause he's still livin'
In yesterday
Whoever tells him
That she's not grieven'
Would just be leavin'
Flowers on his grave
[Chorus]
'Cause he ain't even cold yet
The tears haven't dried yet
It's not written in stone yet
As far as he's concerned
He ain't even cold yet
The fire's still burnin'
She laid his love to rest
Showin' no regrets
Lord, Heain't even cold yet
She laid his love to rest
Showin' no regrets
Some girls are lookin for a Wall Street Man
With lots of green in the bank
Got to find a feller with a red wine cellar
And a big, black Escalade
One of them dudes that don't cuss or chew
Don't never do nothin wrong
Personally that don't do it for me, yeah
You can keep 'em all
I'd rather have a good ole boy
One who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the Choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Yeah, I'd rather have a good ole boy
Well, I've met guys in suits and ties
That'll buy you anything you want
Drink champagne and drop big names
In a high-dollar restaurant
I'd rather run with a son of a gun
That'll get a little dirt on his hands
I'd trade a high class livin for some good catfishin
With a real blue collar man
I'd rather have a good ole boy
One who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the Choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Yeah, I'd rather have a good ole boy
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the Choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
You know I'd rather have a good ole boy
One Who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the Choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Four players
One microphone
One voice
One take
Good morning heartache
You old gloomy sight
Good morning heartache
Thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed until it seemed you had gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I'd forget you
But you're here to stay
It seems I met you
When my love went away
Now everyday I start by sayin' to you
Good morning heartache what's new
Stop haunting me now
Can't shake you know how
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Straight through Sunday blues
Good morning heartache
Here we go again
Good morning heartache
You're the one who knew me when
Might as well get used to you hangin' 'round
Good morning heartache sit down
Stop haunting me now
Can't shake you know how
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Straight through Sunday blues
Good morning heartache
Here we go again
Good morning heartache
You're the one who knew me when
Might as well get used to you hangin' 'round
Don't do me no good
Don't do me no good
Don't do me no good
To sit around and cry
That's just wasted time
'Cause I know it ain't right
Yeah I know it ain't right
To sit around all night and
Let your memory get the best of me
I could dig a hole and crawl inside
Where the hurt won't show
And the sun won't shine
But that won't help my heart to heal
Or take away this pain I feel
Lord knows I'd be diggin' if it would but it
Don't do me no good
Don't do me no good
Don't do me no good at all
Well I'm thinkin' I might
Yeah you know I just might
Get out tonight
And tear up this old town
Burn Mr.A down
I could drown myself in misery
Swallow all that's left of you and me
But that won't help me say goodbye
To all these long and lonely nights
Was 'em down with whiskey if it would but it
Don't do me no good
Don't do me no good
Don't do me no good at all
Oh I could roll I know
Tryin' to let you go come on
Don't do me no
Don't don't don't
Don't do me no
Don't Don't Don't
Don't do me no good at all
Don't do me no
Don't don't don't
Don't do me no
Don't don't don't
Don't do me no good at all
Don't do me no good
Don't do me no good
Don't do me no good at all
Don't do me no good
Don't do me no good
Sometimes we fight
'Bout who's wrong and right
And stay up all night
And sometimes we drink
And say hurtful things
That we don't mean
Yeah, we're both screamin'
But nobody's listenin'
Let's take this madness
Out of the kitchen
Come to bed
Let's just lay down
There's just one way
We're gonna work this out
Forget what I did
Forget what you said
Oh, darlin' (darlin')
Come to bed
Well, I love you
You know I do
And you love me, too
So let's just stop
Remember what we've got
Before it all gets lost
Just take my hand
It's been way too long
Turn out the lights
And turn each other on
Come to bed
Let's just lay down
There's just one way
We're gonna work this out
Forget what I did
Forget what you said
Oh, darlin' (darlin')
Come to bed
And let's put aside our pride
For feelin's for tonight
In the mornin' we'll see things
In a different light
Just come to bed
Let's just lay down
There's just one way
We're gonna work it out
Forget what I did
Forget what you said
Oh, darlin' (darlin')
I ain't never had a problem with California
There's a lot of good women, Sacramento to Corona
But them Hollywood types after a while wear on you
Struttin' around in their size zeros
Skinny little girls, no meat on their bones
Never even heard of George Jones
Ain't you glad we ain't all California girls?
Ain't you glad there's still a few of us left
That know how to rock your world?
Ain't afraid to eat fried chicken and dirty dance to Merle
Ain't you glad we ain't all California girls?
There ain't nothing wrong with plastic surgery
Well, Dolly Parton never looked so good to me
Everybody ought to be exactly who they want to be
But that Paris Hilton gets under my skin
With her big fake smile and her painted on tan
She'll never have a chance at a real man
Ain't you glad we ain't all California girls?
Ain't you glad there's still a few of us left
That know how to rock your world?
Ain't afraid to eat fried chicken and dirty dance to Merle
Ain't you glad we ain't all California girls?
Ain't you glad we ain't all California girls?
Ain't you glad there's still a few of us left
That know how to rock your world?
Ain't afraid to eat fried chicken and dirty dance to Merle
Ain't you glad we ain't all California girls?
I still think about the way it was
When you could still speak your mind
Back when Uncle Sam put a gun in your hand
And he laid it all on the line
Well my grandaddy never did have any trouble
With standin' up for what he believed
People today seem to be ashamed of the price
That we paid to be free
My flag's still flyin'
There ain't no denyin'
I'm american born and bred
Still proud and united
Bring hell and I fight it
This blue collar done turn red
We used to judge a man
By the shake of his hand
And his honor and his honesty
Never knocked him down when he stood his ground
'Cause it wouldn't beat the policy
Now there's mail out bills and fat cat deals and
The senate and the house are goin' on
We gotta' stick to our guns and remember the ones
Who made this country strong
'Cause my flag's still flyin'
There ain't no denyin'
I'm american born and bred
Still proud and united
Bring hell and I fight it
This blue collar done turn red
My flag's still flyin'
There ain't no denyin'
I'm american born and bred
Still proud and united
Bring hell and I fight it
This blue collar done turn red
And it ain't over
'Cause my flag's still flyin'
There ain't no denyin'
I'm american born and bred
Still proud and united
Bring hell and I fight it
This blue collar done turn red
This blue collar done turn red
We are sorry but we are not allowed to post Barracuda (live) lyrics by Gretchen Wilson either for privacy issues or copyright protection!
I come home humble people couldn't
Always make ends meet
Started workin' for a livin'
The day I turned fifteen
I learned to be a free bird
Singing with the band
I wouldn't change a thing it's who I am
I like corn liquor
Guitar pickers hard workin' hands
Hay seeds gettin' all they need
From a worn out piece of land
I love blue jeans and a skoal ring
On a mountain of a man
I know where to get me some
Back where I come from
Back where I come from
I live out in the country
With my friends and family
A little rough around the edges
The way it's supposed to be
And no matter where on Earth
My crazy life may lead
I can't wait to get back home to Tennessee
Back to that corn liquor
Guitar pickers hard workin' hands
Hay seeds gettin' all they need
From a worn out piece of land
I love blue jeans and a skoal ring
On a mountain of a man
I know where to get me some
Back where I come from
Back where I come from
Yeah I like corn liquor
Guitar pickers hard workin' hands
Hay seeds gettin' all they need
From a worn out piece of land
I love blue jeans and a skoal ring
On a mountain of a man
I know where to get me some yeah
I know just where to get me some
Back where I come from
Back where I come from
As far as you know I've gotten over you
And I bet it makes it easy, yeah, bet you're so relieved
When you let me go, I made a clean goodbye
Like it didn't even phase me, no, I didn't even cry
But it's not all about you, no
I've got a face to save too
But when I get home, all alone
I get to thinking 'bout what you did
And I come up swingin'
I burn all your letters
Tear off the linen
Break all the mirrors
As if you were in 'em and stop
Take a breath
Take a breath, take control
Oh, 'cause you know me
I'm good to go
As far as you know
Everything's a okay
'Cause all I let you see is
The smile that I fake
Nobody knows
How much I hurt inside
'Cause I keep it in the closet, yeah
And I hold my head up high
Won't need my pride that I lose, no
Lay down and die, I refuse, oh
Yeah, when I get home, all alone
I get to thinking 'bout what you did
And I come on swingin'
I burn all your letters
Tear off the linen
Break all the mirrors
As if you were in 'em and stop
Take a breath
Take a breath, take control
Oh, 'cause you know me
I'm good to go
As far as you know
I'm missing you tonight
As far as you know
In your twisted little mind
'Cause when I get home, all alone
I get to thinkin' 'bout what you did
And I, come on swingin'
And I burn all your letters
Tear off the linen
Break all the mirrors
As if you were in 'em
Claw out the walls
Rip out the walls
I got a pistol, I'm aiming to fire
Hey yeah
[1st verse]
Well, 5:30 pm rolls around, there's a lil ol' joint outside of town
Only got time for a couple of beers
And a jukebox song ringing in my ears
next thing you know the bartenders pouring,
shots are flowing, got me stone man
All I really know is that I should be going
But I'm soaking up the moment
[Chorus:]
And I'm all jacked up (all jacked up)
I'm all jacked up (all jacked up)
Don't believe I've ever had this much
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Time sure flies when you're all jacked up
[2nd verse]
It was getting mighty close to 9 o'clock
What the hell I'll have one more shot
Then I winked at a boy at the end of the bar
Guess I might of must of gone a lil too far
Cause a big ol' girl walked outta the blue
Ten foot two with a bad attitude
Stepped right up and knocked out my tooth
I guess I had it coming I deserved it too
[Chorus:]
Cause I was all jacked up (all jacked up)
All jacked up (all jacked up)
Don't believe I've ever had this much
One thing I've learned when you get tore up,
Don't start no stuff when you're all jacked up
[3rd Verse]
Don't have to go home but you can't stay here
That's what they said when I got my last beer
Oh my god it's 2 o'clock
I can't find my keys and my truck's locked
So I grab a tire tool and I broke my window, hurt my elbow, got me in though
2 Foot later backed into the light pole
All the town folk got a good show
[Chorus:]
All jacked up (all jacked up)
All jacked up (all jacked up)
Don't believe I've ever had this much
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Don't drive your truck when you're all jacked up
Jacked up (all jacked up)
(All jacked up)
WOOOOO
One thing I've learned when you get tore up,
Don't start no stuff when your all jacked up
One thing I've learned when you get tore up
Don't drive your car
don't start no stuff in no bar
Hell I wouldn't even tell anybody where you are
When your all jacked up
(all jacked up)
All jacked up
[Repeat to end]
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