I grew up in a small town, 10 minutes from the beach
Moved on up to Asheville, the year I turned thirteen
I walked the halls of Reynolds High, man I sure loved high school
And ended up in Chapel Hill wearing Carolina Blue
It's the sunrise on another day over my hometown
It's the smile there on my mama's face cooking dinner at the house
Its hearing my song on the radio with my best friends in my truck
I ain't rich, but I sure got enough, and it beats a million bucks
I still rock that gold belt buckle my dad got me sophomore year
I've got the world's 2 greatest brothers and we can sure throw back some beers
I helped Jimmie win a couple rings on that old Lowe's Kobalt Chevy
And grabbed my guitar and one big dream and moved on to music city
It's the sunrise on another day over my hometown
It's the smile there on my mama's face cooking dinner at the house
Its hearing my song on the radio with my best friends in my truck
I ain't rich, but I sure got enough, and it beats a million bucks
So heres to all my buddies and the ones I ain't met yet
I don't need a lot of money to make me a happy man
Some might call it crazy, some might call it luck
But I just call it my life and it beats a million bucks
It's the sunrise on another day over my hometown
It's the smile there on my mama's face cooking dinner at the house
Its hearing my song on the radio with my best friends in my truck
I ain't rich, but I sure got enough, and it beats a million bucks
I hold this guitar like a shotgun
Under bright lights, on a stage every Friday night
And if you wanna tell your boss man
To kiss your ass you're in the right place now
And I wanna know if you came down here from a dirt road
If so, hold one highest
We're all here for a good time
Boys, if you're ready to get rock, we don't stop
We poppin' all, crack your bottle like your most shots
Girls, will do me a favor, pour another Yeager, shake your money maker
I'm just a country boy singin' my song
So come on y'all, sing along
Pop a top off and get your good time on
Pop pop a top off and get your good time on
Just so you know that we're on the same page
Got a nice cold beer up here on this stage
If y'all don't mind if I partake then wait
Here we go, now we're ready to roll
It's on with the show, throw your hands up and sing
Hey hey
Boys, if you're ready to get rock, we don't stop
We poppin' all, crack your bottle like your most shots
Girls, will do me a favor, pour another Yeager, shake your money maker
I'm just a country boy singin' my song
So come on y'all, sing along
Pop a top off and get your good time on
Pop pop a top off and get your good time on
Boys, if you're ready to get rock, we don't stop
We poppin' all, crack your bottle like your most shots
Girls, will do me a favor, pour another Yeager, shake your money maker
I'm just a country boy singin' my song
So come on y'all, sing along
Pop a top off and get your good time on
Pop pop a top off and get your good time on
I said pop a top off and get your good time on
its time to trade in the boots for your favorite flops,
finally flip the switch on that drop top.
rock out the ray bands you bought, it's time to bring on the summer.
it's time to ice down the coolers, load em' up with beer.
buffets in town you've been waitin' all year,
to hear margaritaville, it's time to bring on the summer.
bring on the good times, break out the cheap wine.
get your buzz back, out in the sun shine.
grab you a party crowd, go on and get loud.
find ya that 4 month lover, bring on summer.
so pick up the phone and call that boss,
tell him there ain't nothin wrong but i ain't comin' in hoss.
no words are gonna stand in my way on bringin on summer.
bring on the good times, break out the cheap wine.
get your buzz back, out in the sun shine.
grab you a party crowd, go on and get loud.
find ya that 4 month lover, bring on summer.
grab those ping pong balls and cups,
pour the PBR and light em' up.
bring on the good times, break out the cheap wine.
get your buzz back, out in the sun shine.
grab you a party crowd, go on and get loud.
and when the sun goes down.
bring on the good times, break out the cheap wine.
get your buzz back, under the moon light.
grab you a party crowd, go on and get loud.
find ya that 4 month lover, you know you wanna tell her you love her.
bring on summer.
oh, bring on summer.
17 through 22, runnin' wild through the streets with them attitude
Down to Tiger Town Tavern I met ole teen Ruth, thinkin' we were cool
Fake ID's and them buddies dup
Yea we made it to class when we made the time
Hopin' usually we add a lil' mornin' miles
Like them tailgates Saturdays and Friday nights
We were young and in love every single week
Learnin' more about life a man could ever teach
Couple dollars and some freedom was all need to get us far
Yea, we were lookin' like rockstars, shuttin' down bars
From pbj's & pbr's
They send a car gig every other Thursday
Wouldn't make a penny but be trapped quick
And canvass on Ferolli's then count attorneys
Give all and he'd better run for his money
We were young and in love every single week
Learnin' more about life a man could ever teach
Couple dollars and some freedom was all need to get us far
Yea, we were lookin' like rockstars, shuttin' down bars
From pbj's & pbr's
Now lookin' back on those days
I wouldn't change a thing
Yea, we were young and in love every single week
Learnin' more about life a man could ever teach
Couple dollars and some freedom was all need to get us far
And it sure got us far
Young and in love every single week
Learnin' more about life a man could ever teach
Couple dollars and some freedom was all need to get us far
Yea, we were lookin' like rockstars, shuttin' down bars
Baby, I've seen the look in your eye
You try to cover it up, there ain't no disguise to hide
What's goin' on right here
So come on girl, what do you say?
We head for 11 south in my Chevrolet
Hop in the back, it ain't no crime
If I get to know all of your tan lines
Yea, you and me, backseat on a bad road
Wastin' no time, foggin' up the windows
I never thought I'd see 71 to feel this damn good and be this much fun
But there you go again, doin' your thing
And you know how to do it if you know what I mean
Baby buckle up tight tonight it's you and me
Shakin' the wheels off of my Chevy
Look out girl, we got the whole town talkin'
Everybody's warnin' we shouldn't wondered, look
What's goin' on down that road?
But I saw a little secret or a little thing
You could call it love but you could call it a fling
All I know is this sure as hell feels right
When my truck hits park under that moonlight
Yea, you and me, backseat on a bad road
Wastin' no time, foggin' up the windows
I never thought I'd see 71 to feel this damn good and be this much fun
But there you go again, doin' your thing
And you know how to do it if you know what I mean
Baby buckle up tight tonight it's you and me
Shakin' the wheels off of my Chevy
Yea, we movin' pretty fast
Girl, the way you're lookin' at my care a lot I'm sure
Right now you know I just hate holdin' back
Yea, you and me, backseat on a bad road
Fingers slingin' through the fog on the windows
I never thought I'd see 71 to feel this damn good and be this much fun
But there you go again, doin' your thing
And you know how to do it if you know what I mean
Baby buckle up tight tonight it's you and me
Shakin' the wheels off of my Chevy
Shake it girl, come on
... so much
Come on, get out of here
I'm sitting here on a Fri night
Thinking maybe I just might
Head to bobs for a drink or two
Two turns to three and then three to four
Next thing I know I'm face down on the floor
What the hell have I got myself into
I aint even come close to living right
And you wont find jesus at the bar on Friday night
So I'm looking for grace that I used to find
From the man who turned that water into wine
He used to be my best friend
We just need to get back in touch again
I know I ainta lost cause yet
But all the things I've done are tough to forget
I'm throwing away the drinks barkeeps been pouring
Yeah I been living for Friday nights but alive cause of Sunday mornings
A few years later I meet this girl
From Alabama a sweet southern pearl
But a preachers daughter aint usually my style
You know those good girls aint for me
I been living a little too promiscuously
And her daddy knows I'm just a little wild
He says son if you want my baby you better straighten up
Eat that bread on Sunday
And drink that wine form the cup
So I'm looking for grace that I used to find
From the man who turned that water into wine
He used to be my best friend
We just need to get back in touch again
I know I ainta lost cause yet
But all the things I've done are tough to forget
I'm listening to that old preacher mans warning
Yeah I been living for Friday nights but alive cause of Sunday mornings
I'm still no where near the man I need tobe
But I find that forgiveness every night when I hit my knees
Yeah I found that grace I was looking to find from the man that turned that water into wine
He used to be my best friend
We just need to get back in touch again
I know I ainta lost cause yet
But what he did on that cross I'll never forget
I'm listening to that old preacher mans warning
When I was living for Friday night but alive cause of Sunday mornings
Yeah I'm alive cause of Sunday mornings
I'm alive cause of Sunday mornings
Tonight's Janie's pourin' the Smirnoff
Guess Billie's got the nights off
Yet rumor has it his ex-wife Catherine put his truck in the ditch
And there's a new owner, Joe what's his face
Last December, he bought this place
His girlfriend Jessie, she sure is sexy
But she can sure be a bitch
And I don't know why but I still buy drinks for two
Make ‘er scrate for me, men would lie for her
But that don't put her back in this barstool
And the beer's still warm
All year ‘round can't catch a buzz from the suds
And the tears they're pourin' down on me
Send me out to sea and take me to a place where the whiskey's a little more sour
I guess happy hour ain't so happy without her
That same damn skin her cover band
Playin' sweet home Alabama
For the third time tonight (they still playin' it too slow)
We used to dance all night long
She swore it was her favorite song
But now I guess, Joe's girl Jess is the star of the floor
And the tourists backed this place out
Ride around since
I still be drinkin' at this bar
And I'll be gone by then
And the beer's still warm
All year ‘round can't catch a buzz from the suds
And the tears they're pourin' down on me
Send me out to sea and take me to a place where the whiskey's a little more sour
I guess happy hour ain't so happy without her
So close in on up, here's the cash for my tab
Don't you worry ‘bout me, though I am callin' a cab and I ain't never comin' back
I know I said that last night
I said that a thousand times
But the beer's still warm
All year ‘round can't catch a buzz from the suds
And the tears they're pourin' down on me
Send me out to sea and take me to a place where the whiskey's a little more sour
I guess happy hour ain't so happy without her
I guess happy hour ain't so happy without her
I ain't seen you around
In a long long time
Why's that, I can't really recall
No reason to rhyme
Oh wait, yes I can
She never called me back
She must've gone find you another man to fall for your act
No you're so friendly
When you see me
Sittin' up here at this bar
A keg deep in drinks
And you really wanna know if you can join me
Hell no!
No, you can't sit here
No, I'm drinkin' this beer
‘Cause you and all you done to me
Now you seem so sad, you say you missed me bad
You think it's all good, but girl, I disagree
Now you wanna share a glass ‘cause you must be high on grass
You can kiss my ass
Maybe a little harsh
Yes, I'll admit it
I took that one a little bit too far
But I couldn't resist
I'm caught in your act
Hung on your bullshit
Now you wanna know if I'll be your friend
Oh girl, not one bit
What's that I see?
Could that be a tear?
Rollin' down your cheek
Alright baby, come on over here
And you can join me for just one drink
Oh wait, never mind
No, you can't sit here
No, I'm drinkin' this beer
‘Cause you and all you done to me
Now you seem so sad, you say you missed me bad
You think it's all good, but girl, I disagree
Now you wanna share a glass ‘cause you must be high on grass
You can kiss my ass
No, I ain't got no problems with you
No, the problem's you
When you ask me how I've been
Honey ain't it clear?
You can't sit here
No, I'm drinkin' this beer
‘Cause you can all you done for me
Now you seem so sad, you say you missed me bad
You think it's all good, but girl, I disagree
Now you wanna share a glass ‘cause you must be high on grass
You go on and kiss my ass
Yea, you
I'm just four walls with a little paint, a picture here or there
I got a Bible in my dresser, just in case somebody cares
I've been here forever, 1959
My name is on the front door, they call me 205
And man you can't imagine, the things that happen here
I've seen my share of laughing and I've seen a lot of tears
Drug deals and last meals and love that seemed so real
Until I saw the flash of those hundred dollar bills
But let me tell you something crazy, that I'd never seen before
Starts with Johnny and Katie, first time they walked through my door
It was a Friday night, late fall
After a high school football game
They snuck away, in a beat up Chevrolet
Yeah they made love for the first time,
Till that Carolina sun came up
That's where it all began
At the Conway Motor Inn
Well they lit a cigarette, and talked about their lives
Said they were getting married, after graduation night
It all seemed so perfect, but they didn't have a clue
That one be one of them would be right back here with someone new
Now fast forward four years, and that white picket fence
It ain't holding out what it should be keeping in
See, I see Katie on the weekends, when Johnny's working nights
And the man she's coming here with, ain't the man I recognize
It was a Friday night, late fall
After a high school football game
They snuck away, in her lover's Escalade
Yeah they made love for the first time,
Till Johnny's graveyard shift was up
Both livin' in sin
At the Conway Motor Inn
Tonight Johnny ain't working, cause he's right here with me
With a pistol in his right hand, just waitin' on the key
To turn in my door, and when they both walk in
He lays that hammer down, and that's where this story ends
It was a Friday night, late fall
After a high school football game
They snuck away, in a beat up Chevrolet
Yeah they made love for the first time,
Till that Carolina sun came up
That's where it all began
And that's where it all ends
At the Conway Motor Inn
At the Conway Motor Inn
I've been here forever, 1959
When I saw her for the very first time I was 007 at the age of 9
Hiding in the backseat of my brother's brand new Jeep
There were girls dancin' in the bed of the trucks
At least the ones who weren't gettin' stuck.
Coolers, cans and cut-offs were all new to me
Well that was then, but now I'm grown and how we went that night
I still go when the weekend rolls around
I'll be gettin' down, gettin' loud, gettin' some
Gettin' high up under the moonlight
It's a bring your own booze contribution
We got beer and good ole boys, good ole girls
Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world
Sunday morning we'll have a get-right reunion
Oh but tonight it's on, pass the jar around
Get so far gone we come unwound
We ain't lost we can be found at the dirt road communion
Oh, dirt road communion
It's where I got my first moonshine kiss
I could taste the cinnamon on her lips
In the front seat of my brother's ole hand-me-down jeep
Where I was baptised in rock'n'roll
Our country roots run deep in my soul
We hold one up high every single time Petty sets us free
Yeah, we're gettin' down, gettin' loud, gettin' some
Gettin' high up under the moonlight
It's a bring your own booze contribution
We got beer and good ole boys, good ole girls
Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world.
Sunday morning we'll have a get-right reunion
Oh but tonight it's on, pass the jar around
Get so far gone we come unwound
We ain't lost we can be found at the dirt road communion
Oh, dirt road communion
It's who we are, it's what we do
We all come from miles around
Just to do a little...
Gettin' down, gettin' loud, gettin' some
Gettin' high up under the moonlight
It's a bring your own booze contribution
We got beer and good ole boys, good ole girls
Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world
Sunday morning we'll have a get-right reunion
Oh but tonight it's on, pass the jar around
Get so far gone we come unwound
We ain't lost we can be found at the dirt road communion
Dirt road communion
9am came way to fast
my heads pounding like a dynamite blast
tried to sleep in on Saturday
this hangover is sure having its way
but good thing the dogs are playing UT on the TV
because thats reason enough for me
to get a 6 pack remedy
I got my buzz back
now I'm feelin alright
aint nothing gonna hold me down tonight
cause im the pilot of this party flight
and im callin my buddies its going down
bringing last nights good time back around
with a couple of beers and my good friend jack.
I got my buzz back, I got my buzz back yeah.
7 digits sitting in my phone,
the thought of her wont leave me alone
there was making out and making plans
and maybe tonight we can do it again yeah,
i got the nerve to call her up and say its me
hey cutie how about a bottle of wine and a movie,
and u cuddling up close to me
we got that buzz back and we're feelin alright
ain't nothing gonna hold us down tonight
baby come on over let a love take flight
and I'm picking u up and its going down
bringing last nights good time back around with some Chardonnay
and a sweet soundtrack.
we got that buzz back, we got that buzz back, get your buzz back.
I got my buzz back, i got my buzz back
I got my buzz back and im feelin alright aint nothing gonna hold me down tonight because im the pilot of this party flight and im callin my buddies its going down bringing last nights good time back around with a couple of beers and my good friend jack.
I got my buzz back and im feelin alright aint nothing gonna hold me down tonight because im the pilot of this party flight and im callin my buddies its going down bringing last nights good time back around with a couple of beers and my old friend jack.
I got drunk at the bar, took a cab to my car
Drove my drunk ass home
What the hell was I thinking, to do much drinking
And I didn't wanna be alone
So I called up my baby, I was thinking just maybe
She could come my way tonight
But she could tell I wasn't sober so she wouldn't come over
So I thought maybe I just might
Call my ex lover, but she couldn't take another
One night stand with me
My night should have been done but I wanted more fun
And I'm footloose and fancy free
Drink after drink my nights come alive
The more I think about it how the hell did I survive
All the things I've done over the years
I aint taken the blame on this one lets blame it on the beers
I knew I was in trouble when I started seeing double
But I pressed on anyway
I had my mind set that I was gonna get
The girl to come and play
So I got in my car to drive to the bar
Where this crazy night was born
Then I said oh shit and I heard the siren hit
And the cop blowing on his horn
I fell asleep at the light and it was a scary sight
When the got me to the side of the road
Blew a point two oh was a hell of a show
Damn I wish I just never drove
Drink after drink my nights come alive
The more I think about it how the hell did I survive
All the things I've done over the years
I aint taken the blame on this one lets blame it on the beers
So I'm stuck in jail no cash to pay bail
But I get my one phone call
I call my best friend he says he did it again
Man we really got to talk
You got to calm your ass down lay off the crown
This is getting out of hand
I say I'm sorry dude I don't mean to be rude
But I can't say no to a free kick stand
He says you're gonna get killed if you don't chill
But I don't like his advice
When I get my rum I have so much fun
Sweet tea just wont suffice
You may look at me and think I've lost all common sense
No matter how you look at it I sure as hell lost my innocence
But I have a good excuse please listen up in here
It aint me doing these crazy things lets blame it on the beer
Drink after drink my nights come alive
The more I think about it how the hell have I survive
All the things I've done over the years
Verse 1:
You can take, your high dollar style
Shove it up your ass, ya that'd make me smile
You look real cute with your gelled up hair
C'mon city boy, it's time that you grow a pair
You can'ave the keys to that Porsche I see
I'll just sit with pride, right here in my Chevy
Made in the U S A
Chorus:
I got grease on my hands and mud on my boots
Still hold on to my country roots
Got an Earnhardt tat on my left arm
Born and raised on a Florida farm
I love my Garth and old George Strait
Ya I'll fish with real live bait
I'm Southern grown, Southern born and bred
And I'll be country 'till I'm dead
Verse 2:
I'll take my girl out in the sticks
Yes I do love Carolina chicks
And I point my gun at a ten point buck
And I throw that hoss right there in the bed of my
truck
Hell yes I do love my sweet tea
But every now and then, I need my Jack D
Gotta love the American way
Chorus:
I got grease on my hands and mud on my boots
Still hold on to my country roots
Got an Earnhardt tat on my left arm
Born and raised on a Florida farm
I love my Garth and old George Strait
Ya I'll fish with real live bait
I'm Southern grown, Southern born and bred
A couple Pocahontas legs peakin' out a swimmin' hole
Solo blockin' shots under that soccer goal
Cheerlead her pop-poms on a Saturday night
That's a country boy's kryptonite
A little caramel colored honey, whiskey in a glass
Couple bucks down and a couple bears back
Don't it get a little lip sippin' umber the light
That's a country boy's kryptonite
I can't resist it, I'm addicted
Even Superman would lose his fire
Yea, all it is, it's my weakness
It's a country boy's kryptonite oh yea
Cobra county mud fool kickin' up spray
A Sunday afternoon in a checkered flag ways
And a 12 point bucks sittin' in a plus sign
That's a country boy's kryptonite
I can't resist it, I'm addicted
Even Superman would lose his fire
Yea, all it is, it's my weakness
It's a country boy's kryptonite
Feeling's good, rich brand new Justin's
My baby in a ball cap, that's where it's at
I can't resist it, I'm addicted
Even Superman would lose his fire
Yea, all would guess it's my weakness
It's a country boy's kryptonite
I can't resist it, I'm addicted
Even Superman would lose his fire
Yea, all it is, it's my weakness
It's all the country boy's kryptonite
Lately I've been trading a good sermon and some prayin'
For a stranger in my bed and a night that needs explainin'
I've opened more bottles then I ever have my bible
This dirt road communion sure won't lead me to revival
Between the black label and the letters in red
I've felt what livin' is and what it's like to live dead
I've taken a ride in the devil's Cadillac
I've been so high thought I wasn't comin' back
And just when I think I'm too far-gone
A ringing in my head's the 23rd psalm
I've seen the light, I've seen the darkness
Only God knows where my heart is
I've got my strength, and Lord knows I've got my weakness
Oh, I'm lost somewhere between Jack Daniel's and Jesus
It's my fault that I ain't called my momma in a month on Sundays
She'd smell the whiskey through that phone
I can't stand to hear her heart break
Next week I see my brother Casey for the first time
Since it all went down and I blacked his eye the night after our daddy died
I've taken a ride in the devil's Cadillac
I've been so high thought I wasn't comin' back
And just when I think I'm too far-gone
A ringing in my head's the 23rd psalm
I've seen the light, I've seen the darkness
Only God knows where my heart is
I've got my strength, and Lord knows I've got my weakness
Oh, I'm lost somewhere between Jack Daniel's and Jesus
I ain't afraid to admit I've hit rock bottom
If you wanna see a lifetime full of sins
Just look at me, I've got ‘em
I've taken a ride in the devil's Cadillac
I've been so high thought I wasn't comin' back
And just when I think I'm too far-gone
A ringing in my head's the 23rd psalm
I've seen the light, I've seen the darkness
Only God knows where my heart is
I've got my strength, and Lord knows I've got my weakness
Layin' in my bed, alarm goin' off
Get my feet on the floor, turn the TV on CNN
That stock markets down again
All about who's who, who's got what
Get your name up the ladder, get that extra buck
Yeah their american dream
It's all about the green
Over where i come from
It's a little different son.
It's the color of the tractor in my barn
A fifty acre pasture, ole' horse farm
And rows of pines as far as I can see
It ain't the money in the bank that we ain't got
Na, it's the clover growin' in my deer plot
And her eyes everyday lookin' back at me
Yeah, that's my shades of green.
Hangin' in the woods with an ole' bird dog
Us boys 'round here where'd ever fall from head to toe
Yeah, that's the way we roll
And some put it on with the gun in their hands
And wear it each day, fightin' for this land
Like my daddy did. that was back in '66
It's the color of the tractor in my barn
A fifty acre pasture, ole' horse farm
And rows of pines as far as I can see
It ain't the money in the bank that we ain't got
Na, it's the clover growin' in my deer plot
And her eyes every day lookin' back at me
Yeah, that's my shades of green.
Yeah it's all around, from big cities to small towns.
It's the color of the tractor in my barn
A fifty acre pasture, ole' horse farm
And rows of pines as far as I can see
It ain't the money in the bank that we ain't got
Na, it's the clover growin' in my deer plot
And her eyes every day lookin' back at me
Oh it's her eyes everyday lookin' back at me
Yeah, that's my shades of green.
Oh yeah, thats a country boys shade of green
Layin' in my bed, alarm goin' off
Get my feet on the floor, turn the TV on CNN
Sweet like a Georgia peach, wild as a honeysuckle
Under them jeans she's hidin' a little somethin' somethin'
She got it going on, she like her drink strong
Yea she's a hook line in a hit song
Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Hotter than a summer night, cooler than a caddy
She got me fallin' faster than the autumn leaves
She puts the sugar sweet in my sweet tea
She got me buzzin' like American honey bee
Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotised like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Like a honeysuckle, honey bee
Like Daisy Duke's and the General Lee
Like a Georgia peach she tastes so sweet
Sweep a country boy right off his feet
Got me buzzed like a truck in mud
Like a bucket full of buds and suds
Really wanna know what it is, what it was
Cause look at her, let me tell you cuz
She's so fine like Carolina moonshine
Can't hold a light or candle to her
Cause baby what she do is like
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotised like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Damn Girl Look At Her
Alright
Met a girl at Myrtle Beach on the Board Walk making sweet eyes at me
She can be a Georgia Peach, A Bama Babe or a Carolina Queen
I though Yeah look at that smile daisy dukes that drive me wild
Backwards camo braves hat on cover bands rockin and shes singin along
Chorus:
Girl climb on up into the bed of my truck, slide over to the middle seat you look like you need a rough neck alot more than
a man whos sweet
Come on girl let your hair down live wild and free
When I look inside your eyes I see Your Country as Me
She was hot as fire under neon lights DTF and lookin for a good time
We hit the clubs all night shut em down and watched that sun rise
God blessed blue jeans, blue eyes fallin in love on a miracle mile
Chorus:
Girl climb on up into the bed of my truck, slide over to the middle seat you look like you need a rough neck alot more than
a man whos sweet
She dont like whine she likes Jim Beam and Bud Light, sittin on a tail gate around a Bon Fire
On a Oveye county saturday night
Chorus:
Girl climb on up into the bed of my truck, slide over to the middle seat you look like you need a rough neck alot more than
a man whos sweet
She takes her sweet time when she gets ready
Singin' to a hairbrush “Free Fallin'” with Petty
Walks out with her hair done, I'm like “Woo, damn!”
Keep takin' your time lookin' fine like only a country girl can
Oh, yeah
She get a little wild on a Saturday night
And those pretty little eyes get wide when she sees the light
After she's had a few she's ready to dance
And she can shake it, break it down, get ‘em loud like only a country girl can
She turns every head when she walks by
Lights up the room with her pretty smile
But you better stay away when she gets mad
‘Cause she can make your world fall apart
When she loves she loves with all her heart
And that makes me a lucky man
She can do no wrong, turn me on like only a country girl can
Come on!
She ain't afraid to get a little dirt on her hands
She hop on my tractor while I'm plowin' the land
Rolls up her sleeves workin' on that farmer's tan
But she can rock the boots in her daisy dukes like a country girl can
She turns every head when she walks by
Lights up the room with her pretty smile
But you better stay away when she gets mad
‘Cause she can make your world fall apart
When she loves she loves with all her heart
And that makes me a lucky man
She can do no wrong, turn me on like only a country girl can
She turns every head when she walks by
Lights up the room with her pretty smile
But you better stay away when she gets mad
‘Cause she can make your world fall apart
When she loves she loves with all her heart
And that makes me a lucky man
She can do no wrong, turn me on like only a country girl can
I said she can do no wrong, turn me on like only a country girl can
Cold Corona under palm trees
And Coca Cola in my Jack be
Margarita with guacamole
A couple olives in my Martini
I like drinkin', ‘cause it's fun
I like drinkin' in the evenin' and drinkin' in the sun
You like drinkin', grab you one
I like drinkin', ‘cause it's fun
Pour me one
Chardonnay and candle light
A shot of fire ball, chase it down with Bud Light
Strawberry moonshine by a bonfire
Redbull and vodka make this party high
I like drinkin', ‘cause it's fun
I like drinkin' in the evenin' and drinkin' in the sun
You like drinkin', grab you one
I like drinkin', ‘cause it's fun
Pour me one
Bartender, I've been waitin' all day, hurry up
It ain't too complicated
I'll take it how they make it
On the beach, or on the lake
Fully clothed or but naked
I like drinkin', ‘cause it's fun
I like drinkin' in the evenin' and drinkin' in the sun
You like drinkin', grab you one
I like drinkin', ‘cause it's fun
[Chorus]
I like drinkin', ‘cause it's fun
I like drinkin' in the evenin' and drinkin' in the sun
You like drinkin', grab you one
I like drinkin', ‘cause it's fun
Pour me one
Or two, two, three? Yea yea three three three
That's all?
Why not?
One shot, two shot, three shot, four!
Five shot, seven and I'll take one more
I like drinkin'
She's a pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
Buzz from a cheap wine, first love on a tailgate
A summer night in July, bottle rocket flying high
Fire poppin', body rockin', droppin' under the moonlight.
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls.
She's a backwards hat, hey boys what's up
Strawberry lipstick from a Dixie cup
A quick silver tan line, riding shot gun in my truck
A charm with a peace sign around her neck for a little luck
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls.
That's how she rolls.
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Man a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
My baby's all hands in the air and don't have a care
When her song's on the radio
A little crazy with a blue jean tear
Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go.
She likes to get down, sippin' on coke and crown
Jesus and gypsy soul
Yeah, that's how she rocks, and that's how she rolls.
Yeah, that's how she rolls.
2:21 pm was when I got the call
It was my momma on the other line
And she started to ball
Said son, your daddy was taken away today
There wasn't no way to save him oh it must have been gods way
But please drive home safely there is nothing you can do
Daddys up in heaven and he's watching over you
Yea he was taken home by gods dear grace
Cause the treatments he was about to face
Would have laid him down and made his life to him a living hell
Yeah he loved his kids and loved his wife
Had a bucket list, checked each thing twice
He was everything to everyone yea he was my hero
Dad you were larger than life
Dad he was always my very best friend
And I want so bad to talk to him, yeah I'm struggling again
And he could always fix my heart, there in lonely times like now
But I know that he can hear my prayers, he's with JC smiling down
Were taking care of mama don't you worry about her
Well all see you soon enough, of that I know for sure
He was taken home by gods dear grace
Cause the treatments he was about to face
Would have laid him down and made his life to him a living hell
Yeah he loved his kids and loved his wife
Had a bucket list, checked each thing twice
He was everything to everyone yea he was my hero
Dad you were larger than life
I'm standing here just two months passed
And I'm talking to his stone
Wind picks up and hits my face
I hear my dad say son I'm home
He was taken home by gods dear grace
Cause the treatments he was about to face
Would have laid him down and made his life to him a living hell
Yeah he loved his kids and loved his wife
Had a bucket list, checked each thing twice
He was everything to everyone yea he was my hero
Dad you were larger than life
On a highway in a town north of Atlanta
That radio, it stopped me in my tracks
It was a song I sang, a song I wrote
A couple of years back for ya
And it got me thinkin' of how I miss my Georgia
Cause you're in every song I sing, you're in everything I do
In every breath I take and every I miss you
But I couldn't do a damn thing
No right words that I could say
I couldn't keep you here with a melody and now you're just a memory
But girl you'll always be, in every song I sing
I lived a life and love that you had grown to hate
I had a love affair with the road a stage and my six string
And though I couldn't keep you here, I done all that I could do
And yet you're gone tonight but this song I write it's about you
Cause you're in every song I sing, you're in everything I do
In every breath I take and every I miss you
But I couldn't do a damn thing
No right words that I could say
I couldn't keep you here with a melody and now you're just a memory
But girl you'll always be, in every song I sing
I hope you know every night I take that stage
Girl I'da given up it all to make you stay
But I keep you in my heart in my own way
Through every song I sing, through everything I do
Through every breath I take and every I miss you
Oh but I couldn't do a damn thing
No right words that I could say
I couldn't keep you here with a melody and now you're just a memory
He said boy, you ever been outside of this town?
Ever thought about gettin' out to the west coast?
And down to Mexico, I said no
I just stood there pumpin' his gas
While he rambled on something about Paris, France
And the northern islands and how they dance at night
And how I'm missin' out on life
He said you ain't livin' yet
Yea, that's when I said
If you never slept or kissed in a hay loft
Drove your pickup truck with your shirt off
Let the whistle crow beyond long cline
Then you ain't livin' yet
If you never thrown a lion out from a jungle
Go down the little subways on a dirt road
I'm in a tow truck on the marble
Then you ain't livin' yet
No, you ain't livin' yet
I popped the hood on his Cadillac
And checked the oil while he just laughed
And said you're right, I never tried anything like that before
And I said I could tell by the Mardi Gras beads
And the stack of road maps in your backseat
You've been everywhere but man I swear
This place is different than anywhere
I told him you ain't livin' yet
Now tell me this
You ever put a buck shot through a stop sign?
And felt a burn from your first sip of moonshine?
Met the regional at the red light?
Then you ain't livin' yet
You ever thrown your voice out at a tractor pull?
See a hot girl ride a mechanical bull?
Pulled your heart out on a bar stool?
Then you ain't livin' yet
You said something that got me thinking
I'm thinking I might just stick around
By the way you talk there's a world I've never seen inside of this town
She let me take a look around
I'd trade me this Cadillac for a step sign
Grabbin' us he callin' moon pie
And just soak up this country line
‘Cause I ain't livin' yet
You're right man, you said that you ain't livin' yet
‘Cause I ain't livin' yet
Saturday tailgate, sweet sundress
Everybody's yelling their team's the best
Well man I must confess
I like 'em all
When the southern leaves drop off the trees
My heart stops on every dime I see
Man I get this feelin' every fall
Tuscaloosa and Auburn too
UT, UK, and LSU
Ole Miss, Starkville, Nashville, Tennessee
South Carolina and Arkansas
Gainesville and them Georgia Dogs
Damn I love them girls of the SEC
You can find 'em in every college town
On gameday they're gettin' down
Turnin heads all around the South when they say hey
yall
"Hey yall"
They'll shotgun a beer and take you to church
Cook a mean dinner in a miniskirt
Do a shot of whiskey when them boys score that ball
Tuscaloosa and Auburn too
UT, UK, and LSU
Ole Miss, Starkville, Nashville, Tennessee
South Carolina and Arkansas
Gainesville and them Georgia Dogs
Damn I love them girls of the SEC
I always wanted to ask one out
And after this song here I might try it now...
Tuscaloosa and Auburn too
UT, UK, and LSU
Ole Miss, Starkville, Nashville, Tennessee
South Carolina and Arkansas
Gainesville and them Georgia Dogs
Damn I love them girls of the SEC
Roll Tide Roll
War Eagle
Rocky Top and Tiger Rant
2001 and Woo Pig Sooie
Glory Glory does something to me
Hoddy Toddy
Gator Chomp
My Old Kentucky Home
Go 'Dores
Hail State
Ring around every tailgate
It's the roses just because, yet just because it's Tuesday
And it's lettin' ‘er drive my truck after what she did to the tailgate
And it's holding back her hair after one too many drinks
Yea, it's the little things
Oh, it's the little things
No, she doesn't need a 4 karat diamond ring or a big house to come home to
No, she doesn't need a Hollywood movie scene or a sunset everyday in Malibu
No, all she needs are the little things
And it's watching that damn bachelor every Monday night
And loving her like I don't have her can shut me up even when I'm right
And it's playing her this new song I just wrote home in sol sick string
Yea, it's the little things
Oh, it's the little things
No, she doesn't need a 4 karat diamond ring or a big house to come home to
No, she doesn't need a Hollywood movie scene or a sunset everyday in Malibu
since the beginning of time, girls just ain't got their guys
they've been known to place the blame on that thing between our thighs
they searched our hearts, looked in our eyes, gonna sneak past our souls
but it ain't that hard girls, truth be told, its all how we hold our pole
you can tell a lot about a man, by the way he holds his pole
does he hold it high, does he hold it low,
does he crank it fast or slow
girls you wanna know your man, hey i understand
just head down to a fishing hole
cause you can tell a lot about a man by the way he holds his pole
billy joe yea he's been know to hold his all is life
and tractor ty's the kind of guy to hide his from his wife
and i caught brian peekin' at mine on day when we trolled
as i was reelin' he gotten the feelin' that he wanted to hold my pole
(chorus)
yea you know if its cold outside i ain't gonna be out there holdin' mine
my ole' rod may be past its prime but my baby says it works just fine
(chorus x2)
