Roosevelt Road was too rough for my old truck
Yeah, she'd shake and she'd shimmy
Like Elvis singin' "All Shook Up"
But you can't blame a boy for going
Drive it like you stole it fast
With your window down, brown hair blowin'
Look at me like that
A turned up radio but the static was heavy
Couldn't make out any words but "take me to the levee"
That look on your face was full of wild desire
A-soakin' my soul in gas and settin' my heart on fire
A heart on fire, a heart on fire
A heart on fire
I don't have a single second thought
That doesn't have you in it
Feel those flames again
I'd go back in a New York minute (New York minute)
I miss the freedom of you dancing
On the bow of your daddy's old boat
When my spirit starts sinkin' that picture
Always makes it float, baby
We weren't old enough to drink but we damn sure did it
A hat turned backward singin' "Paradise City"
That look on your face was full of young desire
Soakin' my soul in gas and settin' my heart on fire
Heart on fire, yeah
Turned up radio, but the static was heavy
Couldn't make out any words but "take me to the levee"
That look on your face was full of wild desire
Heart on fire, a heart on fire, a heart on fire
A Heart on fire, fire
A Heart on fire, heart, heart on fire
A heart, a heart on fire
A heart on, heart on fire
Roosevelt road was too much for my old truck
Yeah, she'd shake and she'd shimmy
Like Elvis singin' "All Shook Up"
A heart on fire, a heart on fire, a heart on fire
Eric Church - Heart & Soul Album Lyrics
Eric Church - Heart & Soul Lyrics
Writer: Eric Church
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Heart Of The Night
Come on, let's go baby, don't even pack
This town feels like a cage and honey, I'm not made like that
I can see the maybe in the jasmine of your eye
I'm a Roman candle baby, do you have a light?
Put lightning in this Thunderbird 'tll the metal comes alive
The rhythm of the road will give these horses wings to fly
And my true north is anywhere I can leave it all behind
Let's point this thing west into the chest of the still beating heart of the night
I know the crazy in these words coming from my mouth
But I swear that's where I'm going girl, if we don't leave right now
I'll be your wildfire you be my Santa Ana wind
Turn every town we never been to into somewhere that we've been
Yeah, put lightning in this Thunderbird 'til the metal comes alive
The rhythm of the road will give these horses wings to fly
And my true north is anywhere I can leave it all behind
Let's point this thing west into the chest of the still beating heart of the night
I watched my old man grow older and slower
These factory wages weighing on his shoulders
This town was a boulder that just broke his back
No, I ain't going out like that
Put lightning in this Thunderbird 'til the metal comes alive
Yeah, the rhythm of the road will give these horses wings to fly
And my true north is anywhere I can leave it all behind
Let's point this thing west into the chest of the still beating heart of the night
This town feels like a cage and honey, I'm not made like that
I can see the maybe in the jasmine of your eye
I'm a Roman candle baby, do you have a light?
Put lightning in this Thunderbird 'tll the metal comes alive
The rhythm of the road will give these horses wings to fly
And my true north is anywhere I can leave it all behind
Let's point this thing west into the chest of the still beating heart of the night
I know the crazy in these words coming from my mouth
But I swear that's where I'm going girl, if we don't leave right now
I'll be your wildfire you be my Santa Ana wind
Turn every town we never been to into somewhere that we've been
Yeah, put lightning in this Thunderbird 'til the metal comes alive
The rhythm of the road will give these horses wings to fly
And my true north is anywhere I can leave it all behind
Let's point this thing west into the chest of the still beating heart of the night
I watched my old man grow older and slower
These factory wages weighing on his shoulders
This town was a boulder that just broke his back
No, I ain't going out like that
Put lightning in this Thunderbird 'til the metal comes alive
Yeah, the rhythm of the road will give these horses wings to fly
And my true north is anywhere I can leave it all behind
Let's point this thing west into the chest of the still beating heart of the night
Writer: Eric Church, Jeff Hyde, Jeremy Nathan Spillman, Ryan Tyndell, Travis Hill
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Russian Roulette
Yeah, I'm blowin' the doors off this hang around town
Holdin' this old gun metal grey Chevrolet pedal down
Lead foot in a steel toe
Out runnin' the memories, rackin' up miles
Gettin' gone as I can takin' my chances spinnin' that dial
And so far I'm on a roll, yeah, I'm on a roll
Ain't nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Gettin' shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messin' up my head, playin' Russian Roulette with the radio
It's been touch or go tryin' to get gone, couple close calls
But I just call up a station on down the line
Keep that needle in that red line zone
Yeah, maybe west is best, pick up I-85
Chase that settin' sun 'til it parks in the sky
But hell, I don't know, only thing I know
Ain't nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Gettin' shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messin' up my head, playin' Russian Roulette with the radio
I need a melody without a memory
Take me where I've never been
I hear 'em gunnin' for me
I feel 'em huntin' for me
But I ain't tunin' 'em in
I still ain't over you
But I can feel it comin'
Kind a like the rhythm to these tires hummin'
That signal comes and goes
I hold my breath and hope nothing
A nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Gettin' shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messin' up my head, playin' Russian Roulette with the radio
Messin' up my head, playin' Russian Roulette with the radio
Holdin' this old gun metal grey Chevrolet pedal down
Lead foot in a steel toe
Out runnin' the memories, rackin' up miles
Gettin' gone as I can takin' my chances spinnin' that dial
And so far I'm on a roll, yeah, I'm on a roll
Ain't nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Gettin' shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messin' up my head, playin' Russian Roulette with the radio
It's been touch or go tryin' to get gone, couple close calls
But I just call up a station on down the line
Keep that needle in that red line zone
Yeah, maybe west is best, pick up I-85
Chase that settin' sun 'til it parks in the sky
But hell, I don't know, only thing I know
Ain't nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Gettin' shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messin' up my head, playin' Russian Roulette with the radio
I need a melody without a memory
Take me where I've never been
I hear 'em gunnin' for me
I feel 'em huntin' for me
But I ain't tunin' 'em in
I still ain't over you
But I can feel it comin'
Kind a like the rhythm to these tires hummin'
That signal comes and goes
I hold my breath and hope nothing
A nothing gonna kill these horses tonight
But a song like a bullet from a dashboard light
Gettin' shot through the speakers both left and right in stereo
Messin' up my head, playin' Russian Roulette with the radio
Messin' up my head, playin' Russian Roulette with the radio
Writer: Casey Michael Beathard, Eric Church, Monty Russ Criswell
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group
People Break
Staring at the background, a heartland sky
Smoke from the mill stack turnin' that blue white
Right here was our first time on the hood of my car
Now, it's just a spot where I wonder where you are
People break, people try
Things happen, people cry
Someone leaves, love dies
Someone changes their mind
Baby, I get it I really do
But now I gotta go do the hardest part
Break the news to a broken heart
The ice on Hawk Lake this time of year
Broken and busted just like my bathroom mirror
So hard to see what lies there beneath
Shattered reflections like the pieces of me
People break, people try
Things happen, people cry
Someone leaves, love dies
Someone changes their mind
Baby, I get it I really do
But now I gotta go and do the hardest part
Break the news to a broken heart
And where I'm going now man, I don't really know
This truck felt hungry and she's chewing up this road
Staring through the windshield same heartland sky
But it's a broken heartland tonight
It's a broken heartland tonight
Staring at the background, a heartland sky
People break, people break
Smoke from the mill stack turnin' that blue white
Right here was our first time on the hood of my car
Now, it's just a spot where I wonder where you are
People break, people try
Things happen, people cry
Someone leaves, love dies
Someone changes their mind
Baby, I get it I really do
But now I gotta go do the hardest part
Break the news to a broken heart
The ice on Hawk Lake this time of year
Broken and busted just like my bathroom mirror
So hard to see what lies there beneath
Shattered reflections like the pieces of me
People break, people try
Things happen, people cry
Someone leaves, love dies
Someone changes their mind
Baby, I get it I really do
But now I gotta go and do the hardest part
Break the news to a broken heart
And where I'm going now man, I don't really know
This truck felt hungry and she's chewing up this road
Staring through the windshield same heartland sky
But it's a broken heartland tonight
It's a broken heartland tonight
Staring at the background, a heartland sky
People break, people break
Writer: Eric Church, Luke Laird
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Stick That In Your Country Song
Take me on up to Detroit city
Jails are full, the factories empty
Mommas crying, young boys dying
Under that red white and blue still flying
Drop me off in Baltimore
Where every other window's got a plywood board
Where dreams become drugs and guns
The only way out is to shoot or run
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Take that one to number one, yeah
And get the whole world singing along, yeah
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Sing about the man coming back from war
23 going on 54
He lost a friend, his sight, his hands
Baby girl he'll never see again
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Take that one to number one, yeah
And get the whole world singing along, man
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Light the arrow, pull the bow
Shoot that fire right through my soul
Hit my pride, fist up high
I wanna feel the rush, I wanna feel alive
C'mon, I wanna pound the dash
Stomp the gas, drive too fast
Rock me hard, stop my heart
And blow the speakers right out of this car
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Take that one to number one, yeah
And get the whole world singing along, man
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Stick that in your country song
Take that one to number one
I could sing this all night long, yeah
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Gimme one about the teacher who's
Trying to change a life or two
She'll be rocking out all night with you
Tomorrow she'll back in a red brick school
Where kids are climbing off the walls
It's scary walking down the halls
She's underpaid, she's overworked
Come on man, shout one out to her
Stick that in your country song
Take that one to number one, yeah
And get the whole world singing along
Stick that in your country song
Stick that in your country song
Take that one to number one
And get the whole world singing along, man
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Stick that in your country song, yeah
And get the whole world singing along (singing along)
Stick that in your country song
Jails are full, the factories empty
Mommas crying, young boys dying
Under that red white and blue still flying
Drop me off in Baltimore
Where every other window's got a plywood board
Where dreams become drugs and guns
The only way out is to shoot or run
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Take that one to number one, yeah
And get the whole world singing along, yeah
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Sing about the man coming back from war
23 going on 54
He lost a friend, his sight, his hands
Baby girl he'll never see again
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Take that one to number one, yeah
And get the whole world singing along, man
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Light the arrow, pull the bow
Shoot that fire right through my soul
Hit my pride, fist up high
I wanna feel the rush, I wanna feel alive
C'mon, I wanna pound the dash
Stomp the gas, drive too fast
Rock me hard, stop my heart
And blow the speakers right out of this car
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Take that one to number one, yeah
And get the whole world singing along, man
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Stick that in your country song
Take that one to number one
I could sing this all night long, yeah
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Gimme one about the teacher who's
Trying to change a life or two
She'll be rocking out all night with you
Tomorrow she'll back in a red brick school
Where kids are climbing off the walls
It's scary walking down the halls
She's underpaid, she's overworked
Come on man, shout one out to her
Stick that in your country song
Take that one to number one, yeah
And get the whole world singing along
Stick that in your country song
Stick that in your country song
Take that one to number one
And get the whole world singing along, man
Stick that in your country song, yeah
Stick that in your country song, yeah
And get the whole world singing along (singing along)
Stick that in your country song
Writer: Jeffrey Steele, Davis Holmes Naish
Copyright: Lyrics © 3 RING CIRCUS MUSIC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © 3 RING CIRCUS MUSIC LLC
Never Break Heart
People say it's a crime for bringing a life into the world these days
It's cold, it's a load, it's a heavy stone that the heart can't take
Well, hurt's gonna keep on trying, and pain's gonna keep on crying
But way down deep there's a beat gonna keep on fightin'
So go on and get born heart
And let your mama keep you warm heart
And get down in the dirt heart
Go and get hurt heart
Live and let learn heart
Don't let fear steal your brave heart
Don't let doubt take your faith heart
It's okay to cry
But don't never break heart
If love's like drawing cards with a whiskey gypsy
She's a glass half full, take a pull, then a glass half empty
Well, I say live's made for chances
And eyes are made for glances
When songs are played, legs are made for dancin'
Go on and take her hand heart
And draw a line in the sand heart
Paint some color on a black heart
Don't look back, pull tight on a slack heart
Don't let fear steal your brave heart
Don't let doubt take your faith heart
It's okay to cry
But don't never break heart
And when your time comes heart
When it's all said and done heart
Light starts to fade heart
End of the day but you still wanna stay heart
Go on and be brave heart
Go on keep your faith heart
It's okay to cry
It's okay to cry (it's okay to cry)
It's okay to cry
It's okay to cry (it's okay to cry)
It's cold, it's a load, it's a heavy stone that the heart can't take
Well, hurt's gonna keep on trying, and pain's gonna keep on crying
But way down deep there's a beat gonna keep on fightin'
So go on and get born heart
And let your mama keep you warm heart
And get down in the dirt heart
Go and get hurt heart
Live and let learn heart
Don't let fear steal your brave heart
Don't let doubt take your faith heart
It's okay to cry
But don't never break heart
If love's like drawing cards with a whiskey gypsy
She's a glass half full, take a pull, then a glass half empty
Well, I say live's made for chances
And eyes are made for glances
When songs are played, legs are made for dancin'
Go on and take her hand heart
And draw a line in the sand heart
Paint some color on a black heart
Don't look back, pull tight on a slack heart
Don't let fear steal your brave heart
Don't let doubt take your faith heart
It's okay to cry
But don't never break heart
And when your time comes heart
When it's all said and done heart
Light starts to fade heart
End of the day but you still wanna stay heart
Go on and be brave heart
Go on keep your faith heart
It's okay to cry
It's okay to cry (it's okay to cry)
It's okay to cry
It's okay to cry (it's okay to cry)
Writer: Charles Dick, Eric Church
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Crazyland
Let me take your hat, friend
Tell me what's the matter
'Round here folks call me the Mad Hatter
That's Sad in the corner with his heart on his sleeve
Talking to Regret, who's never gonna leave
Over there playing pool is Fool and Lost
And tending bar tonight that's All My Fault
We all just hang out and listen to Blues
Sing his songs, there's nothing else to do in
Crazyland
Since you said goodbye
It's been crazy, man
Lunatics, liars and also-rans
Waiting on her leaving to come back again
Here in Crazyland
Talking to yourself is the only plan
Giving up on your last give a damn
Here in Crazyland
Pick you out a stool, son
I'll buy the first round
I'll tell you how her leaving
Brought the whole house down
No not that one, that's Sorrows
He's over shaking hands with I Told You So
That's Out Of His Mind that just walked in
He's Ol' Insane's new best friend
It's a whole damn room full of lost whose who's
And you never know who you're gonna run into in
Crazyland
Since she said goodbye
It's been crazy, man
Lunatics, liars and also-rans
Waiting on her leaving to come back again
Here in Crazyland
Talking to yourself is the only plan
Giving up on your last give a damn
Here in Crazyland
I didn't catch your name, friend, sorry 'bout that
Sure nice to meet you, baby, please come back
Tell me what's the matter
'Round here folks call me the Mad Hatter
That's Sad in the corner with his heart on his sleeve
Talking to Regret, who's never gonna leave
Over there playing pool is Fool and Lost
And tending bar tonight that's All My Fault
We all just hang out and listen to Blues
Sing his songs, there's nothing else to do in
Crazyland
Since you said goodbye
It's been crazy, man
Lunatics, liars and also-rans
Waiting on her leaving to come back again
Here in Crazyland
Talking to yourself is the only plan
Giving up on your last give a damn
Here in Crazyland
Pick you out a stool, son
I'll buy the first round
I'll tell you how her leaving
Brought the whole house down
No not that one, that's Sorrows
He's over shaking hands with I Told You So
That's Out Of His Mind that just walked in
He's Ol' Insane's new best friend
It's a whole damn room full of lost whose who's
And you never know who you're gonna run into in
Crazyland
Since she said goodbye
It's been crazy, man
Lunatics, liars and also-rans
Waiting on her leaving to come back again
Here in Crazyland
Talking to yourself is the only plan
Giving up on your last give a damn
Here in Crazyland
I didn't catch your name, friend, sorry 'bout that
Sure nice to meet you, baby, please come back
Writer: Eric Church, Luke Laird, Michael Heeney
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Bunch Of Nothing
Why the long face there, Sammy?
Why'd you come draggin' in here?
Now sit down boy before you hurt yourself
And I'll let you bend my ear
Love is a bitch, ain't it buddy
When baby turns the tables on your head
Know you came in here to bring back her leaving
I'll leave you with this instead
I know every hole in the Clinch River
And I know how to find them bass
I know how to tune a six string Martin
And kick Saturday in the ass
I know how to make that moon shine
I know you want your sunshine back
I know a whole lotta 'bout a lil' somethin', somethin'
And a whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
A whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
Before my mind took a vacation
Had a situation like you got
They tell me that I had a good woman gone bad
But I can't remember what I forgot
Now just kick back and listen up son
I'll help you get to where I am
Get you going full throttle, and leanin' on the bottle
And some bait in a coffee can
Hey, I know every hole in the Clinch River
And I know how to find them bass
I know how to tune a six string Martin
And kick Saturday in the ass
I know how to make that moon shine
I know you want your sunshine back
I know a whole lotta 'bout a lil' somethin', somethin'
And a whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
A whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
I know where to go when you know how to get there
Off you go, hit the road, buzz and a pole, a wing and a prayer, oh boy
Ah, come on Joe
Yeah, I know every hole in the Clinch River
And I know how to find them bass (find them bass, baby)
I know how to tune a six string Martin
And kick Saturday in the ass
Yeah, I know how to make that moon shine
I know you want your sunshine back
I know a whole lotta 'bout a lil' somethin', somethin'
And a whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
A whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
Yeah, a whole bunch of nothing, baby
A whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
Yeah, A whole bunch of nothing, baby
Why the long face there, Sammy?
Why'd you come draggin' in here?
Now sit down boy before you hurt yourself
And I'll let you bend my ear
Love is a bitch, ain't it buddy
When baby turns the tables on your head
Know you came in here to bring back her leaving
I'll leave you with this instead
I know every hole in the Clinch River
And I know how to find them bass
I know how to tune a six string Martin
And kick Saturday in the ass
I know how to make that moon shine
I know you want your sunshine back
I know a whole lotta 'bout a lil' somethin', somethin'
And a whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
A whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
Before my mind took a vacation
Had a situation like you got
They tell me that I had a good woman gone bad
But I can't remember what I forgot
Now just kick back and listen up son
I'll help you get to where I am
Get you going full throttle, and leanin' on the bottle
And some bait in a coffee can
Hey, I know every hole in the Clinch River
And I know how to find them bass
I know how to tune a six string Martin
And kick Saturday in the ass
I know how to make that moon shine
I know you want your sunshine back
I know a whole lotta 'bout a lil' somethin', somethin'
And a whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
A whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
I know where to go when you know how to get there
Off you go, hit the road, buzz and a pole, a wing and a prayer, oh boy
Ah, come on Joe
Yeah, I know every hole in the Clinch River
And I know how to find them bass (find them bass, baby)
I know how to tune a six string Martin
And kick Saturday in the ass
Yeah, I know how to make that moon shine
I know you want your sunshine back
I know a whole lotta 'bout a lil' somethin', somethin'
And a whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
A whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
Yeah, a whole bunch of nothing, baby
A whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
Yeah, A whole bunch of nothing, baby
Why the long face there, Sammy?
Writer: Eric Church, Jeff Hyde
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Love Shine Down
Lady, let your love shine down
Lady, let your love shine down
It's cold and it's dark in this sinner's heart
Lady, let your love shine down
Honey, shake down your hair
Shake down your auburn hair
I can smell the ocean salt in the air
Honey, shake down your hair
Darlin', don't give up on me
That's my message in the bottle on the sea
Lil' S.O.S. from this S.O.B
Darlin', don't give up on me
Been crawling at the bottom
Of this caveman's cave (crawling at the bottom of this caveman's cave)
Clawin' through the night looking for a light
My wide open lowered and my white flag raised (my wide open lowered)
I'm done with not doing you right (and my white flag raised)
Baby, catch a fallen star
It's burnin' up, breakin' apart
Let's bring it back down to a blanket on the ground
Baby, catch this fallen star
Lady, let your love shine down
Lady, let your love shine down
It's cold and it's dark in this sinner's heart
Lady, let your love shine down
Shine down (shine down) (shine down)
Shine down (shine down) (shine down)
Shine down (shine down) (shine down)
Shine down
Let your love shine down
Lady, let your love shine
Love shine down
Lady, let your love shine
Let your love shine down
Lady, let your love shine
Love shine down
Lady, let your love shine
Lady, let your love shine down
It's cold and it's dark in this sinner's heart
Lady, let your love shine down
Honey, shake down your hair
Shake down your auburn hair
I can smell the ocean salt in the air
Honey, shake down your hair
Darlin', don't give up on me
That's my message in the bottle on the sea
Lil' S.O.S. from this S.O.B
Darlin', don't give up on me
Been crawling at the bottom
Of this caveman's cave (crawling at the bottom of this caveman's cave)
Clawin' through the night looking for a light
My wide open lowered and my white flag raised (my wide open lowered)
I'm done with not doing you right (and my white flag raised)
Baby, catch a fallen star
It's burnin' up, breakin' apart
Let's bring it back down to a blanket on the ground
Baby, catch this fallen star
Lady, let your love shine down
Lady, let your love shine down
It's cold and it's dark in this sinner's heart
Lady, let your love shine down
Shine down (shine down) (shine down)
Shine down (shine down) (shine down)
Shine down (shine down) (shine down)
Shine down
Let your love shine down
Lady, let your love shine
Love shine down
Lady, let your love shine
Let your love shine down
Lady, let your love shine
Love shine down
Lady, let your love shine
Writer: Casey Beathard, Eric Church, Jeffrey Steele
Copyright: Lyrics © 3 RING CIRCUS MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © 3 RING CIRCUS MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Heart & Soul is the seventh studio album by American country music singer-songwriter Eric Church. The album was split into three separate albums: Heart (released on April 16, 2021), & (released exclusively as a vinyl record to members of his fan club, called the Church Choir, on April 20, 2021, then released as digital on August 19, 2022) and Soul (released on April 23, 2021).
The album was released by EMI Nashville, who have been Church's label home since 2011's Chief. It was preceded by the singles "Stick That in Your Country Song", which received a nomination for Best Country Solo Performance at the 63rd Annual Grammy Awards, and "Hell of a View".
Performed By:
Eric ChurchThe album was released by EMI Nashville, who have been Church's label home since 2011's Chief. It was preceded by the singles "Stick That in Your Country Song", which received a nomination for Best Country Solo Performance at the 63rd Annual Grammy Awards, and "Hell of a View".
Genre(s): Outlaw country, country rock
Producer(s): Jay Joyce
Length: 85:47
Released: April 23rd, 2021
Year: 2021