Dylan Scott - Livin' My Best Life Lyrics
New Truck
I need a new truck
There ain't nothing wrong with mine
It's got forty something thousand miles
And the engine runs just fine
No, it ain't tore up
Ain't got a scratch, ain't got a dent
The radio works, it don't show dirt
Worth every dime I spent
I was gonna drive it
'Til the wheels fell off
Yeah that was before she slammed the door
Said, "It's over" then got lost
I need one she ain't climbed up in
That ain't played her favorite songs
Need some glass that we ain't fogged up
That her bare feet ain't been on
I need a hood that we ain't laid on
Kissing 'til that sun came up
That's all that's wrong with this one
If you're looking you're in luck
I need a new truck (I need a new truck)
Yeah, I need it right now
Not tomorrow, not next week
Can't take another red light
With her memory over in that seat
If I find one more
Hair tie that slipped off her wrist
One more Chapstick, one more picture
I might push it off a bridge
I need one she ain't climbed up in
That ain't played her favorite songs
Need some glass that we ain't fogged up
That her bare feet ain't been on
I need a hood that we ain't laid on
Kissing 'til that sun came up
That's all that's wrong with this one
If you're looking you're in luck
I need a new truck (I need a new truck)
Nah, I didn't wreck it
But it might as well be
Sitting on blocks in some old shop
The way that girl wrecked me
I need one she ain't climbed up in
That ain't played her favorite songs
Need some glass that we ain't fogged up
That her bare feet ain't been on
I need a hood that we ain't laid on
Kissing 'til that sun came up
That's all that's wrong with this one
If you're looking you're in luck
I need a new truck (I need a new truck)
Yeah, I need a new truck (I need a new truck)
Yeah, I need a new truck (I need a new truck, new truck, new truck)
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Benjamin Joel Johnson, Hunter Phelps, Michael Hardy
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Amen to That
(Amen to that)
(Amen to that)
There's a sunset settin' by a stained glass sky
Man, I ain't much for confessions but I gotta testify
That I fell for an angel in a rocky top hat
Amen (amen)
Amen to that
She's got them sky blue eyes baptized in the dirt
She's got conviction in her kiss that'll take you to church
Takes my demons and my troubles, puts them all in the past
Amen
Amen to that
Hallelujah, praise the good Lord
For giving me that woman I've been praying for
I was lost in the night, she put a light on my path
Amen (amen)
Amen to that
(Amen to that)
She got my mama saying you don't know how lucky you are
She's got a sanctified soul you don't find in a bar
Yeah, I've come a long way from sittin' way in the back
Amen
Amen to that
Hallelujah, praise the good Lord
For giving me that woman I've been praying for
I was lost in the night, she put a light on my path
Amen (amen)
Amen to that
Amen
Amen to that
Ain't it funny how He finds a way to make it all work?
Sometimes He'll take you through Hell to show you Heaven on Earth
It's the redemption in her arms, nah, it ain't on a map
Amen
Amen to that
Hallelujah, praise the good Lord
For giving me that woman I've been praying for
I was lost in the night, she put a light on my path
Amen (amen)
Amen to that
Amen
Amen to that
(Amen to that)
(Amen to that)
(Amen to that)
Writer: James Mcnair, Mark Holman, Michael Hardy, Morgan Wallen
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cant Have Mine
You could find you a girl on a Friday night
Dancin' in the back of a bar
A Sunday morning hands up high
Singin' front row in the choir
You could find you a girl through a friend of a friend
Or she could show up right out of the blue
It don't matter where you find her
Just as long as you
Find you a girl that leaves you speechless
Gets wild on the town but still loves Jesus
One that's worth the wait even when she ain't on time
Find you a girl that loves her daddy
And talkin' 'bout babies makes her happy
Yeah, take it from me, that's the kind you need to find
You just can't have mine
Find you a girl that likes to do all the things you love to do
And even on your worst day
She still thinks you hung the moon
Find you a girl that's like fine wine that just gets better with age
Boy, you'll have it made
If you find you a girl that leaves you speechless
Gets wild on the town but still loves Jesus
One that's worth the wait even when she ain't on time
Find you a girl that loves her daddy
And talkin' 'bout babies makes her happy
Yeah, take it from me, that's the kind you need to find
You just can't have mine
Thank God, she loves me
God knows, I got so lucky
If you want one like I got, you gotta trust me
Find you a girl that leaves you speechless
Gets wild on the town but still loves Jesus
One that's worth the wait even when she ain't on time
Find you a girl that loves her daddy
And talkin' 'bout babies makes her happy
Yeah, take it from me, that's the kind you need to find
You just can't have mine
Nah, you can't have mine
Writer: Dallas Wilson, Dylan Scott, Josh Melton, Matt Alderman
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
In Our Blood
We all get born and we all get a name
And we all get raised, might not be the same
But we all got hearts and we all feel pain
Don't we
And we might do things in a different way
But we all want love and we all need grace
Everybody bleeds red at the end of the day
Don't we
Yeah, it's stronger than the Mississippi
Thicker than water
Runnin' through the veins of the sons and daughters
Passed down from our mothers and fathers blood
Yeah, sins got washed by the Man on the cross with it
Wars got fought, got won, got lost with it
We are who we are and we are because
It's in our blood
It's in the way I talk and the way I pray
The way I walk down the path I take
No, there ain't nobody taking that away from me, from me
Yeah, it's stronger than the Mississippi
Thicker than water
Runnin' through the veins of the sons and the daughters
Passed down from our mothers and fathers blood
Yeah, sins got washed by the Man on the cross with it
Wars got fought, got won, got lost with it
We are who we are and we are because
It's in our blood
It's in our blood (woo)
Ooh, it's in our blood
'Cause we all bleed red at the end of the day
Don't we
Yeah, it's stronger than the Mississippi
Thicker than water
Runnin' through the veins of the sons and the daughters
Passed down from our mothers and fathers blood
Yeah, sins got washed by the Man on the cross with it
Wars got fought, got won, got lost with it
We are who we are and we are because
It's in our blood
Writer: Bradley Peter Rempel, David Fanning, Matt McGinn
Copyright: Lyrics © ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Static
There's something 'bout a red dirt road that makes the sky more blue
Something 'bout the concrete scrapes the roots right off of you
I moved here 'cause making dollars made good sense
Something 'bout them city limits feels more like a fence, yeah
I don't know why but today
Been thinking 'bout life and
I kinda wanna runaway
Go somewhere that I can
Shake all the dust out of my head
Put it on this truck instead
Toss some empties in the bed
Out where nobody knows
You can find me where you can't
Nowhere near no interstate
Turn down the road I know to take that's gonna save my soul
Crank up and gas it 'til there's static on the radio
Don't get me wrong I sure do love the night they drove ol' Dixie down
But I'd rather drive through Dixie 'til I heard it cutting out
Yeah, it ain't gotta be the Smokey mountains
It ain't gotta be Mexico, naw
All I need is a six count from the Texaco
Then I can go and
Shake all the dust out of my head
Put it on this truck instead
Toss some empties in the bed
Out where nobody knows
You can find me where you can't
Nowhere near no interstate
Turn down the road I know to take that's gonna save my soul
Crank up and gas it 'til there's static on the radio
No walls no calls, it's all in my rearview
Sometimes you wanna talk to God somewhere He can hear you
Shake all the dust out of my head
Put it on this truck instead
Yeah
Shake all the dust out of my head
Put it on this truck instead
Toss some empties in the bed
Out where nobody knows
You can find me where you can't
Nowhere near no interstate
Turn down the road I know to take that's gonna save my soul
Crank up and gas it 'til there's static on the radio
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Ben Johnson, Hunter Phelps, Michael Hardy
Copyright: Lyrics © DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Lay Down With You
It's five AM, back at it again
Another day another dime
Getting home to you is what gets me through
Till it's quittin' time
When I walk in the door get to kiss your pretty smile
That's when it all gets better
We can sip a little wine, spend a little time
Baby you and I alone together
The best part of my day is when it's through
Nothing left to do but kick off these boots
And lay down with you
Gonna lock in your eyes
Kiss the whole world goodbye
And every inch of you
I'm gonna wrap you up with all of my love
That's what I'm gonna do
When I walk in the door get to kiss your pretty smile
That's when it all gets better
We can sip a little wine, spend a little time
Baby you and I alone together
The best part of my day is when it's through
Nothing left to do but kick off these boots
And lay down with you
Girl I walk in the door get to kiss your pretty smile
That's when it all gets better
We can sip a little wine, spend a little time
Baby you and I alone together
Yeah, the best part of my day is when it's through
Nothing left to do but kick off these boots
And lay down with you
All I want to do
Is lay down with you
Writer: Dallas Davidson, Dylan Scott, Matthew James Alderman
Copyright: Lyrics © Alfred
Boy I Was Back Then
I used to tear that town up
Used to burn them bars down
Used to act all real tough
Used to try to show out
I hate to say it but the cops used to know my name
A lot of them daddies sure hated me too
I was the reason my momma prayed
Prayed I'd meet a girl like you
I could talk the talk in the back of a bar
Walk the walk any girl to her car
I could drink the drink to just get drunk
Kiss the kiss without falling in love
I did what I did and didn't give a damn
I was who I was, now I am who I am
But you wouldn't love the man
If you'd've known the boy I was back then
I wasn't a good guy, I wasn't a bad guy
But I sure wasn't the guy
That you'd wanna spend your life with
Yeah, when I think about those days
All the nights stayed out past two
I ain't sorry for the hell I raised
'Cause hell it led me straight to you
I could talk the talk in the back of a bar
Walk the walk any girl to her car
I could drink the drink to just get drunk
Kiss the kiss without falling in love
I did what I did and didn't give a damn
I was who I was, now I am who I am
But you wouldn't love the man
If you'd've known the boy I was back then
Back when
I was a wrecking ball, I'd wreck it all
Then I grew up when you made me fall
In love with you
I could talk the talk in the back of a bar
Walk the walk any girl to her car
I could drink the drink to just get drunk
Kiss the kiss without falling in love
I did what I did and didn't give a damn
I was who I was, now I am who I am
But you wouldn't love the man
If you'd've known the boy I was back then
Writer: Dylan Scott, Matthew James Alderman, Thomas Marc Archer, William Bradfore Jr Weatherly
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Livin My Best Life
Thank God
The sun came up again
Made it through another week
So I'ma call my friends
And pour a drink, yolo
Double cup, solo
Take this fast life and turn it into slow-mo
There ain't a single thing that's missin'
Oh, I feel like a kid on Christmas
Yeah, I'm just out here livin', out here livin'
Livin' my best life, aye
And I'm just out here chillin', feelin' like a million
Kickin' it like it's my birthday, hey
I'ma do exactly what I want
I'ma sip sip on somethin' strong, singin'
I'm just out here livin', out here livin'
Livin' my best life, yeah yeah
Alright
You know that I'ma do today like there's no tomorr'a
Be cool with everybody, naw we ain't 'bout that drama
Work a little less just to play a little more
I don't know about y'all but one thing I know for sure is
I'm just out here livin', out here livin'
Livin' my best life, aye
And I'm just out here chillin', feelin' like a million
Kickin' it like it's my birthday, hey
I'ma do exactly what I want
I'ma sip sip on somethin' strong singin'
I'm just out here livin', out here livin'
Livin' my best life, yeah yeah
Woo
Livin' my best life, yeah
Yeah, I'm gonna spend my days
I'm gonna, I'm gonna spend my days
Livin' my best life, yeah
Just livin' my best life
You know that I'm gonna fly away
I'm gonna, I'm gonna fly away
Livin' my best life, mm
Livin' my best life
I'm just out here livin', out here livin'
Livin' my best life, aye
And I'm just out here chillin', feelin' like a million
Kickin' it like it's my birthday, hey
I'ma do exactly what I want
I'ma sip sip on somethin' strong singin'
I'm just out here livin', out here livin'
Livin' my best life, yeah yeah
Come on
I'm livin' my best life, livin' my best life
Alright
Writer: Brian Kelley, Corey Crowder, Thomas Rhett, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Killin Some Time
Yeah, I know that we only get one shot
One life, one chance, yeah, that's all that we got
I'ma make the most of it while I can
Can I get an amen?
I was raised up Sunday in a little white church
By Amazing Grace I learned the word
Yeah, I know where I'm going when I leave this place
But until that day
I'll be killing some time, drinking some beer
Making some noise with the boys down here
Yeah, chasing the girls, chasing the money
Saving it up for a place in the country
Falling in love, making some babies
Making the most what the good Lord gave me
It's a hell of a story till I get my back forty way up in the sky
Until then I'm just killing some time
I miss fishing with granddad on Sunday afternoons
And I miss my buddy who was taken too soon
Yeah, I know where but I don't know when
So till I see him again
I'll be killing some time, drinking some beer
Making some noise with the boys down here
Yeah, chasing the girls, chasing the money
Saving it up for a place in the country
Falling in love, making some babies
Making the most what the good Lord gave me
It's a hell of a story till I get my back forty way up in the sky
Until then I'm just killing some time
Life's too short to sweat the small stuff
Long as I'm living, I'll be living it up
I'll be killing some time, drinking some beer
Making some noise with the boys down here
Yeah, chasing the girls, chasing the money
Saving it up for a place in the country
Falling in love, making some babies
Making the most what the good Lord gave me
It's a hell of a story till I get my back forty way up in the sky
Until then I'm just killing some time
Yeah, just killing some time
Until then I'm just killing some time
Writer: Dylan Scott, James Mcnair, Mark Holman, Matt Alderman
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, MIKE CURB MUSIC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Aint Much Left of Me
I could do without my old truck sittin' out in my drive
I could find another town to love just as much as I love mine
I could do without that twelve-gauge granddaddy gave me
I could do without a lotta things but, baby
Without you, I don't know where I'd be
I'd be lost like a ship wrecked at sea
Ain't no doubt about it, everything about ya's everything I need
Without you, there ain't much left of me
I don't want to live to see the day I don't get to see your smile
I don't wanna wake up if I ain't wakin' up by your side
This house that we built girl, it wouldn't be a home
I'd make it for a while, but I wouldn't make it long
Without you, I don't know where I'd be
I'd be lost like a ship wrecked at sea
Ain't no doubt about it, everything about ya's everything I need
Without you, there ain't much left of me
I was lost before I found you
Now my world spins around you
You're every move I make, you're every breath I take
I pray I never live a day
Without you, girl without you, I don't know where I'd be
I'd be lost like a ship wrecked at sea
Ain't no doubt about it, everything about ya's everything I need
Without you, there ain't much left of me
Ain't much left of me
Writer: Dylan Scott Robinson, Houston Aubrey Paul Phillips, John Cole Taylor, Matt James Alderman, William Anthony Weathers
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Leave Her Alone
I didn't come here looking for nothin'
Then a pretty little thing sat down
Said she's tryna get over something
Lookin' like she's tryna get over it now
So I ordered one, she ordered two
She opened up and started talking 'bout you
She started falling but you're blowing up her phone
Mmm, now it's looking like ya wish ya didn't leave her alone
Here in this bar, gave her the runaround, then broke her heart
Told her all the things that you didn't mean
Every time you came back home, you'd leave
Yeah, you left her alone just to be found
By a guy like me buying rounds
Spin her 'round the dance floor
For a couple more, then take her home
It's my turn to love her
So leave her alone, leave her alone
No, I didn't try hard, I didn't have to
Hell, you did half the work for me
And I know you're all hung up on the fact you
Could never give her what she needs
Now she's on my lips, she's on your mind
I'm in her house and you're driving by
Wondering 'bout the shadows on the wall with the lights on
This is my song, it's lookin' like ya wish ya didn't leave her alone
Here in this bar, gave her the runaround, then broke her heart
Told her all the things that you didn't mean
Every time you came back home, you'd leave
Yeah, you left her alone just to be found
By a guy like me buying rounds
Spin her 'round the dance floor
For a couple more, then take her home
It's my turn to love her
So leave her alone, leave her alone
I could never go and leave her alone like ya did to her
Take it as a loss for what it's worth
Put a diamond on it in due time
You should let it burn, that's a lesson learned that if ya
Leave it alone, ya gotta leave it for good
I swear I'll love her like you never could
And you let her go, so don't look back
Hell, I ain't even mad that ya left her alone
Here in this bar, gave her the runaround, then broke her heart
Told her all the things that you didn't mean
Every time you came back home, you'd leave
Yeah, you left her alone just to be found
By a guy like me buying rounds
Spin her 'round the dance floor
For a couple more then take her home
It's my turn to love her
So leave her alone
Go on and leave her alone
Mmm, now it's looking like you wish you didn't leave her alone
Writer: Dallas Wilson, Keith Smith, Mitchell Tenpenny
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Tough
Boy, I'll teach you how to hunt
How to take a hit when you wanna run
I'll teach you how to drink a beer, drive a stick
Throw a fastball and catch a fish
I'll teach you how to be tough
But when she walks in, she'll mess you up
She'll make you wanna learn to dance and go clean out your truck
You're gonna think you're strong enough
But when she looks you in the eyes and tells you she's in love
Well good luck being tough
When it gets late, drive her home
You'll wanna stay the night, but it's better if you don't
And boy, you're gonna have your first fight
And you won't sleep at all
She'll stay at her best friend's
And won't pick up your calls
But when she walks in, she'll mess you up
Boy, say you're sorry first 'cause that's what a real man does
You're gonna think you're strong enough
But when you almost lose the woman that you love
Oh, good luck being tough
Yeah, good luck being tough
When she walks in, and they say all rise
And she's standing with her daddy in all white
You're gonna think you're strong enough
But hold your breath boy, 'cause here she comes
And good luck being tough
Good luck being tough
Writer: Cameron Bedell, Claire Douglas, Emily Landis
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hell out of Me
I'm that last tab they run at the bar
I'm a good time that goes too far
Yeah, I'm rough around the edges, I'm far from perfection
Call this my country boy confession
I was a dead end road with no headlights
I was good at hello, better at goodbye
Was a one night stop in a settle down town
Was a little more lost than I ever was found
Dancing with the devil, left foot up on the pedal
Chasing everything that I didn't need
It took an angel like you
To love the hell out of me
You showed up when I needed savin'
Like a prayer I didn't know I was prayin', just sayin'
We both know right where'd I'd be
How I got you beats the hell out of me
I was a dead end road with no headlights
I was good at hello, better at goodbye
Was a one night stop in a settle down town
Was a little more lost than I ever was found
Dancing with the devil, left foot up on the pedal
Chasing everything that I didn't need
It took an angel like you
To love the hell out of me, yeah
Your love's automatic
That patience, you have it
For all of my no good bad habits
I was a dead end road with no headlights
I was good at hello, better at goodbye
Was a one night stop in a settle down town
Was a little more lost than I ever was found
Dancing with the devil, left foot up on the pedal
Chasing everything that I didn't need
It took an angel like you
To love the hell out of me
Writer: Adam Craig, Kelsey Hart, Matt Alderman, Tommy Cecil
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Nobody
Baby I see them boys
They always lookin' at you
But I ain't causin' a scene
Cause girl I'm the one that's with you
They can shoot you a wink
They can buy you a drink
Try to steal your attention
They can talk a big talk
They can walk a big walk
But I know you ain't going home with 'em
Girl nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
Yeah nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
Imma love you till the good Lord comes back for me and you
Yeah nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
I know how you like your coffee
And how hot you like your bath
I know what makes you angry
And what makes you laugh
I know the taste of your lips
Every inch of your skin
The little things that turn you on
I know that look in your eyes when they look back at mine
Saying baby take me home
Girl nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
Yeah nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
Imma love you till the good Lord comes back for me and you
Yeah nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
I'm going to love you, love you
The only way that I know
I'm going to love you, love you
Like there's no tomorrow
Yeah nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
Girl nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
Yeah nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
Imma love you till the good Lord comes back for me and you
Girl nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
Yeah nobody, nobody, nobody gonna love you like I do
Writer: Dallas Wilson, Dylan Scott, Matthew James Alderman
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid
Good Times Go by Too Fast
It seems like yesterday we were cutting up in class
No worries in the world except chasing girls and burning gas
Then one day you wake up, you're tossing up them caps
Don't it seem like the good times go by too fast?
Yeah, I wish time would tick a little slower
Sometimes it feels like I blink and then it's over
Better soak it in, better make it last
Live it up while we can
'Cause the good times go by too fast
It feels like yesterday I walked in that bar
Wasn't looking for nothin', now look where we are
We're watching our kids growin' up in a flash
Don't it feel like the good times go by too fast?
Yeah, I wish time would tick a little slower
Sometimes it feels like I blink and then it's over
Better soak it in, better make it last
Live it up while we can
'Cause the good times go by too fast
Before you know it your baby's having babies
You're twenty-one, close your eyes then you're eighty
So laugh every laugh like it's your last
'Cause you can't get 'em back
The good times go by too fast
Yeah, I wish time would tick a little slower
Sometimes it feels like I blink and then it's over
Better soak it in, better make it last
Live it up while we can
'Cause the good times go by too fast
Ooh, the good times go by too fast
The good times go by too fast
Writer: Dylan Scott, Matt Alderman, William Bradfore Jr Weatherly
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Nothing To Do Town
It ain't New York City
And it ain't L.A.
We ain't got no rooftop bars
Like they do on Broadway
It's just a little town square middle of nowhere
Ain't even big enough to be a map dot
We ain't got a lot but we sure do a lot
With the little bit that we got
We got a little something, something we can throw on ice
Find us somewhere that we can drink it while the moon's up high
With your girl and your boys by the fire making noise
In a field on a Friday night
We got some George Strait songs that we turn up loud
Living it up 'til the sun comes back around
Who said there's nothing to do, who said there's nothing to do
Who said there's nothing to do in this nothing to do town
Yeah our way of living, no it ain't complicated
Don't knock it 'til you try it, yeah you might not hate it
Around here we work and we play, cuss and we pray
And at the end of a long hard day
We got a little something, something we can throw on ice
Find us somewhere that we can drink it while the moon's up high
With your girl and your boys by the fire making noise
In a field on a Friday night
We got some Brooks and Dunn songs that we turn up loud
Living it up til the sun comes back around
Who said there's nothing to do, who said there's nothing to do
Who said there's nothing to do in this nothing to do town
It's just a little town square middle of nowhere
Ain't even big enough to be a map dot
We ain't got a lot but we sure do a lot
With the little bit that we got
We got a little something, something we can throw on ice
Find us somewhere that we can drink it while the moon's up high
With your girl and your boys by the fire making noise
In a field on a Friday night
We got some Tim McGraw songs that we turn up loud
Living it up til the sun comes back around
Who said there's nothing to do, who said there's nothing to do
Who said there's nothing to do in this nothing to do town
My little nothing to do town
Writer: Dylan Scott Robinson, John Cole Taylor, Matt James Alderman
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group