Florida Georgia Line - Life Rolls On Lyrics
Life Looks Good
Yeah, baby
That old farm truck in the pasture, it ain't got used in years
But I got a blanket and a guitar and a cooler full of beer
And them stars up in the night sky, baby, whatcha say we count 'em?
Swear the world could end around us and we wouldn't know it here
Life looks good (life looks good)
Sittin' next to you (sittin' next to you)
Up on the hood (up on the hood)
Underneath the moon (underneath the moon)
When life ain't runnin' (when ain't life ain't runnin')
Just like it should (just like it should)
Yeah, lookin' at you, baby, life looks good
Lookin' at you, baby, life looks
Good like a good time Saturday night
Good like the good Lord shining a light
On a little piece of Heaven out here in the woods
Lookin' at you, baby, life looks good (yeah)
That silver lining's golder with you here on my shoulder
I got plans of growing older with your hand in mine
As long as we're together, baby, I can see forever
Life looks good (life looks good)
Sittin' next to you (sittin' next to you)
Up on the hood (up on the hood)
Underneath the moon (underneath the moon)
When life ain't runnin' (when ain't life ain't runnin')
Just like it should (just like it should)
Yeah, lookin' at you, baby, life looks good
Lookin' at you, baby, life looks
Good like a good time Saturday night
Good like the good Lord shining a light
On a little piece of Heaven out here in the woods
Lookin' at you, baby, life looks good, yeah
Woo, oh so good
Life looks good (life looks good)
Sittin' next to you (sittin' next to you)
Up on the hood (up on the hood)
Underneath the moon (underneath the moon)
When life ain't runnin' (when ain't life ain't runnin')
Just like it should (just like it should)
Yeah, lookin' at you, baby, life looks good
Lookin' at you, baby, life looks
Good like a good time Saturday night
Good like the good Lord shining a light
On a little piece of Heaven out here in the woods
Lookin' at you, baby, life looks good
Writer: Brian Kelley, Corey Crowder, Jaren Johnston, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Countryside
When downtown look a little busy (yup)
What you say we get up out the city? (Yup)
Girl, you lookin' Broadway pretty (damn)
You can have any man, but you wanna ride with me
Let's roll on some blacked-out rims
Go to the blacked-out inns
Street lights in the red dust (red dust)
Take it out where it's just us
Let's move to the countryside
Park this truck in the pale moonlight
Just you and the stars up in your eyes, your eyes
Sweet little honeysuckle lips on mine
Tangled up tighter than a Kudzu vine
Ooh, girl, I know, I know you like my country side
Don't need no neon nights
Got a palm tree paradise
Way out in the countryside
Back road, go and turn the Twitty up
Pour a little whiskey in a Dixie cup
Hand-rolled smoke to get you giddy up
Ain't fishin' in the dark, but we gettin' Nitty Gritty
In the glow of the dashboard clock
No, girl, we ain't gon' stop
Gettin' down where the corn grow (corn grow)
Foggin' up shitty windows
Let's move to the countryside
Park this truck in the pale moonlight
Just you and the stars up in your eyes, your eyes
Sweet little honeysuckle lips on mine
Tangled up tighter than a Kudzu vine
Ooh, girl, I know, I know you like my country side
Yeah, baby
My country side
Let's pretend we got the Goodyear stuff
Kiss until the sun comes up
Long night in a short bed (short bed)
Still buzzin' in the mornin'
Let's move to the countryside
Park this truck in the pale moonlight (pale moonlight)
Get the stars up in your eyes, your eyes (your eyes, your eyes)
Sweet little honeysuckle lips on mine
Tangled up tighter than a Kudzu vine
Ooh, girl, I know, I know you like (you like) my country side
Don't need no neon nights
Got a palm tree paradise
Way out in the countryside
Way out in the countryside
Ooh, way out in the countryside
Writer: Blake Redferrin, Jake Rose, Michael Whitworth
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Always Gonna Love You
Like my mama's home cooking after Sunday church
Like an ice cold beer after hard work
Like a hot cup of coffee on your way to town
Like an underdog last second touchdown
Like the feeling that you get when you get a bite
Like the power of a throttle when it's open wide
When the sand runs out of that hourglass
You ain't ever gotta wonder, you ain't gotta ask
I, I, I, I, I
I'm always gonna love you
Always gonna love you, baby
I, I, I, I, I
I'm always gonna love you
Always gonna love you
When the sun burns out and the cows come home
From now 'til forever, somethin' you can count on is
I, I, I, I, I
I'm always gonna love you
Always gonna love you, yeah
Love them freckles that you get in the summertime
And the way you get giddy off a glass of wine
Even the way you take forever and you never on time
Ain't a thing not to love, ain't no wonder why, baby
I, I, I, I, I
I'm always gonna love you
Always gonna love you, baby
I, I, I, I, I
I'm always gonna love you
Always gonna love you
When the sun burns out and the cows come home
From now 'til forever, somethin' you can count on is
I, I, I, I, I
I'm always gonna love you
Always gonna love you, yeah
I'm always gonna love you
Yeah, yeah
I'm always gonna love you
Oh, yes I am
If you ever second guess (I, I, I, I)
Baby, just remember this
And don't you ever forget
Ever forget that, baby
I, I, I, I, I
I'm always gonna love you
Always gonna love you, baby
I, I, I, I, I
I'm always gonna love you
Always gonna love you
When the sun burns out and the cows come home
From now 'til forever, somethin' you can count on is
I, I, I, I, I
I'm always gonna love you
Always gonna love you, yeah
Writer: Brian Kelley, Corey Crowder, Michael Hardy, Ross Copperman, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © CTM Outlander Music LC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hard to Get to Heaven
Lovin' you is spiritual
You lovin' me is a miracle
It's anything but typical
Especially for a guy like me
Naw, it ain't 'cause I'm livin' right
It ain't 'cause I got it all figured out
But I swear that I see the light
Every time you cut the lights out
It ain't hard to get to Heaven when you got an angel
Layin' in bed right by your side
When I got my fingers runnin' through your halo
Girl, I swear it kills me every time
When you kiss me how you kiss me
Touch me how you touch me
Love me how you love me to paradise
It ain't hard to get to Heaven (hard to get to Heaven)
It ain't hard to get to Heaven
Hell, I go there every night
(It ain't hard to get to Heaven)
I don't need a stairway
Just a little dance down the hallway
At the end of every day
Baby, it's as easy as that
It ain't hard to get to Heaven when you got an angel
Layin' in bed right by your side (bed right by your side)
When I got my fingers runnin' through your halo
Girl, I swear it kills me every time (it kills me every time)
When you kiss me how you kiss me
Touch me how you touch me
Love me how you love me to paradise
It ain't hard to get to Heaven (hard to get to Heaven)
It ain't hard to get to Heaven
Hell, I go there every night
Yeah, baby
(It ain't hard to get to Heaven)
Hell, I go there every night
(It ain't hard to get to Heaven)
Naw, it ain't 'cause I'm livin' right
It ain't 'cause I got it all figured out
But I swear that I see the light
Every time you cut the lights out
It ain't hard to get to Heaven when you got an angel
Layin' in bed right by your side (bed right by your side)
When I got my fingers runnin' through your halo
Girl, I swear it kills me every time (it kills me every time)
When you kiss me how you kiss me
Touch me how you touch me
Love me how you love me to paradise
It ain't hard to get to Heaven (hard to get to Heaven)
It ain't hard to get to Heaven
Hell, I go there every night
(Lovin' you is spiritual)
(It ain't hard to get to Heaven)
(You lovin' me is a miracle)
Girl, I go there every night
(It's anything but typical)
Yeah I go, yeah I go, yeah I go (It ain't hard to get to Heaven)
There every night (especially for a guy like me)
Writer: Brian Kelley, Corey Crowder, Josh Thompson, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Long Time Comin
I've been puttin' in the over-hours
Just to make both ends meet
When I get home, you're gettin' in the shower
Girl, tonight it finally hit me that
More of us is what we're missin'
Baby, it's been a long time comin'
Let's spend the whole night lovin'
Make up for lost kisses like I's never gone
Let's get down to business and bring it on home
'Cause it's been a long time comin'
A long time comin'
I've been on the run, I been gunnin'
Yeah, I been out here chasin' dreams
Between the kids and work, there's always something
Standin' in between you and me, so
Break out the red wine, just let it kick in
Baby, it's been a long time comin'
Let's spend the whole night lovin'
Make up for lost kisses like I's never gone
Let's get down to business and bring it on home
'Cause it's been a long time comin'
A long time comin'
Girl, we could use a vacation
Spend the whole week in the sheets
Ain't no more keepin' you waitin', no
I know what you need, yeah
It's been a long time comin'
Let's spend the whole night lovin'
Make up for lost kisses like I's never gone
Let's get down to business and bring it on home
'Cause it's been a long time comin'
Long time comin'
Baby, it's been a long time comin'
Long time comin'
Writer: Brian Kelley, Canaan Lee Smith, Jordan Mark Schmidt, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Aint Worried Bout It
Ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Girl, long as I got your lovin'
Nah, I ain't worried 'bout it
Bills stacked, money's tight
Truck's jacked up, I ain't talkin' sittin' high
Shoot, works, tough, life's, real (that's right)
Thank the Lord it's Friday night and it's time to chill
Got the cooler full (yup) and my baby's here (yup)
We about to kick this night in another gear
I got a truck bed, girl, we can roll around it
Whatever's waitin' up ahead, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't even gotta go big, we can small town it
Long as I got you, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't worried 'bout nothin' (nothin')
Ain't worried 'bout nothin' (nothin')
Girl, long as I got your lovin'
Nah, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't worried 'bout nothin' (nothin')
Ain't worried 'bout nothin' (nothin')
Girl, long as I got your lovin'
Nah, I ain't worried 'bout it
Nah
Me, country, you, perfect (damn)
Makin' all the BS I go through worth it (that's right)
Keep it simple, back to the basics (take it back)
We don't need all them things everybody's chasin'
I got a truck bed, girl, we can roll around it
Whatever's waitin' up ahead, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't even gotta go big, we can small town it
Long as I got you, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't worried 'bout nothin' (worried 'bout nothin')
Girl, long as I got your lovin'
Nah, I ain't worried 'bout it
I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
I ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Girl, long as I got your lovin'
Nah, I ain't worried 'bout it
I got a truck bed, girl, we can roll around it
Whatever's waitin' up ahead, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't even gotta go big, we can small town it
Long as I got you, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't worried 'bout nothin' (nothin')
Ain't worried 'bout nothin' (nothin')
Girl, long as I got your lovin'
Nah, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't worried 'bout nothin' (nothin')
Ain't worried 'bout nothin' (nothin')
Girl, long as I got your lovin'
Nah, I ain't worried 'bout it
Ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Ain't worried 'bout nothin'
Girl, long as I got your lovin'
Writer: Ben Hayslip, Brian Kelley, Corey Crowder, Dallas Davidson, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Beer:30
It's beer thirty, and I'm thirsty
And I been workin' like a dog all week long
So maybe somethin' cold won't hurt me
'Cause it's beer thirty, and it's time to party (yeah, baby)
Get a bottle, get a can
I probably get a couple in each hand
Either I'm half-lit or there's a keg in the corner
I'm considerin' of doin' me a keg-stand
I'm gettin' day drunk
I've had a wild hair here lately
Yeah, it's feelin' like college all over again
'Cause everybody's yellin', "Do somethin' crazy!"
'Cause it's beer thirty, and I'm thirsty
And I been workin' like a dog all week long
So maybe somethin' cold won't hurt me
'Cause it's beer thirty, and it's time to party (y'all)
It's beer thirty, it's time to party, y'all
It's beer thirty, it's time to party, y'all
I hate to lettin' the air in the line
I got a 24 pack for $9.99
And every single one of them sumbitches is mine
And it's a'lookin' like about that time
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout beer thirty, and I'm thirsty
And I been workin' like a dog all week long
So maybe somethin' cold won't hurt me
'Cause it's beer thirty, and it's time to party (yeah, baby)
Yeah, we probably didn't even need a bridge for the song
But we figured that we'd just amuse ya
We put a couple in a funnel and we hit a beer bong
While we got a cold one in the 'cuzzi
Y'all, it's beer thirty, it's time to party
Y'all, it's beer thirty (and I been workin' like a dog all week long)
It's time to party (so maybe somethin' cold won't hurt me)
Y'all, it's beer thirty (I hate to lettin' the air in the line)
It's time to party (I got a 24-pack for $9.99)
Y'all, it's beer thirty (and every single one of them sumbitches is mine)
It's time to party, y'all (and it's a'lookin' like about that time)
Writer: Brian Kelley, Canaan Lee Smith, Corey Crowder, Ernest K. Smith, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
New Truck
Yeah baby
I got a new truck (yup), I got a new ride (whoa)
I got it souped-up (yup), I like it too high (skrt)
I got a new truck (yup), I got a new ride (whoa)
Shawty wanna ride shotty when I roll by (yup)
I got a new truck
Clap back shawty, get up out the way (oh yeah)
I got a new truck
Shawty, get up out the way (it feels good, baby)
Yeah
Got some alligator skin on my Silverado interior
And TV's on the headrest
Made for tearin' up the woods, bunch of horses in the hood
Straight props, pretty good for a redneck
Dang straight, that's my name on them papers
Deuces up, see you later (skrt)
I got a new truck (yup), I got a new ride (whoa)
I got it souped-up (yup), I like it too high (Skrt)
I got a new truck (yup), I got a new ride (whoa)
Shawty wanna ride shotty when I roll by (yup)
I got a new truck
Clap back shawty, get up out the way (oh yeah)
I got a new truck
Shawty, get up out the way (see I know, baby)
Hey
Cashed out on a brand new whip
I did not go to a dealership (nope)
Check out the cowboy drip (damn)
Peanut butter leather kangaroo hide grip (what up girl)
Black chaps with a holster on my hip
If you blowin' smoke, like tobacco, I'ma dip
I've been feelin' real country and western (yeehaw)
Shots fired, anybody wanna test her?
I got a new truck (yup), I got a new ride (whoa)
I got it souped-up (yup), I like it too high (skrt)
I got a new truck (yup), I got a new ride (whoa)
Shawty wanna ride shotty when I roll by (yup)
I got a new truck
Clap back shawty, get up out the way (oh yeah)
I got a new truck
Shawty, get up out the way (yeah)
Still got the blue truck, the one that I been had
But now it's a farm truck, it's still got a dent in the back
So I hit up ol' Musk, said I need a tough truck
Yeah, electric, all-wheel drive, the kind you can plug up
I got a new truck (yup), I got a new ride (whoa)
I got it souped-up (yup), I like it too high (skrt)
I got a new truck (yup), I got a new ride (whoa)
Shawty wanna ride shotty when I roll by (yup)
I got a new truck
Clap back shawty, get up out the way (oh yeah)
I got a new truck (new truck)
I got a new truck
Writer: Brian Kelley, Corey Crowder, Jeffrey Gitelman, Jeffrey Blake Redferrin, Priscilla Renea Hamilton, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Eyes Closed
Thunder hit in the midnight sky
Wind knockin' them power lines down
Tin roof like the Fourth of July
Like the good Lord planned it all out
We ain't gotta light a candle tonight
Girl, I know right where I am
'Cause I know your body like the back of my hand
Like that road that I grew up on, I know every twist and turn
We've been doin' this so long, I memorized your every curve
Girl, don't get me wrong, you're perfect
From your head down to your toes
But I can kiss you, I can hold you, I can love you
I can love you with my eyes closed (with my eyes closed)
I can love you with my eyes closed, yeah (with my eyes closed)
I don't need no moonlight, hell, but go and get that dress undone
I know it's pitch black, but hell, might as well be sittin' on the sun
Takin' it nice and slow
Like that road that I grew up on, I know every twist and turn
We've been doin' this so long, I memorized your every curve
Girl, don't get me wrong, you're perfect
From your head down to your toes
But I can kiss you, I can hold you, I can love you
I can love you with my eyes closed (I can love you)
I can love you with my eyes closed, yeah (I can love you)
(I can love you with my)
If them lights come on, I won't complain (no)
'Cause I know how to love you either way, yeah
Like that road that I grew up on, I know every twist and turn
(I know every twist and turn)
We've been doin' this so long, I memorized your every curve (every curve)
Girl, don't get me wrong, you're perfect
From your head down to your toes (head to your toes)
But I can kiss you, I can hold you, I can love you
I can love you with my eyes closed (I can love you)
I can love you with my eyes closed, yeah (I can love you)
(I can love you with my)
Writer: Brian Kelley, Corey Crowder, Michael Hardy, Ross Copperman, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © CTM Outlander Music LC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Second Guessing
Yeah, baby
Blame it on my youth or my rebel roots
Or the corner booths I called home
One foot out the door, always stoppin' short
Just before the fork in the road
Couldn't jump into the deep end
I was always overthinkin'
Every minute, every hour, every weekend
Since I met you, I
I ain't spent one second guessin'
I made up my mind
I never knew I
Just had to find my direction
Gettin' lost in your eyes
'Cause I've turned days into nights
And spent all of my life askin' questions
Now I don't spend one second guessin' (yeah)
You turned on the lights
Opened up my eyes to a world that I'd never seen
I ain't lookin' back
Worried 'bout the past or the future when you're with me
Now I'm swimmin' in the deep end
Ain't no need for overthinkin'
Girl, you've given life a brand new kind of meanin'
Since I met you, I
I ain't spent one second guessin'
I've made up my mind
I never knew I
Just had to find my direction
Gettin' lost in your eyes
'Cause I've turned days into nights
And spent all of my life askin' questions
Now I don't spend one second guessin' (I don't spend one second)
Oh, yeah, one second guessin', yeah (I don't spend one second)
Since I met you, I
I always knew right where I'm headed
No doubt in my mind (doubt in my mind)
I never knew I
Just had to find my direction
Gettin' lost in your eyes (lost in your eyes)
'Cause I've turned days into nights
And spent all of my life askin' questions
Now I don't spend one second guessin' (I don't spend one second)
I don't spend one second guessin' (I don't spend one second)
One second guessin'
Writer: Andrew Deroberts, Benjamin Simonetti, Brian Kelley, Corey Crowder, Ester Dean, Geoffrey Warburton, Griffen Palmer, Ryan Tedder, Shane McAnally, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Good to Me
I burn some rubber off a truck tire, started me some wildfires
Burnt down bridges that I couldn't build back
Mighta had to learn the hard way, had my share of hard days
How the hell I ever make it through all that?
There must've been a reason
And I can't ever think that
God's been good to me, God's been good to me
On this front porch with my baby, nowhere else I'd rather be
I can just look around, it ain't hard to see
God's been good, so good to me
Breathless feeling on my lungs with a Technicolor Sunset
Settin' like a fire in the night sky
And pull her in and get a kiss, little honey on my lips
Even sweeter than a drip off a beehive
Closest you can get to perfect
Heaven knows I don't deserve it
God's been good to me, God's been good to me
On this front porch with my baby, nowhere else I'd rather be
I can just look around, it ain't hard to see
God's been good, so good to me
Yeah, God's been good, God's been good
Been so good to me
Yeah, God's been good, God's been good
God's been good to me, God's been good to me
On this front porch with my baby, nowhere else I'd rather be
I can just look around and it ain't hard to see, no
God's been good, so good to me
Yeah, God's been good, so good to me
(I burn some rubber off a truck tire, started me some wildfires)
Yes, He has, oh, God's been good to me
(Mighta had to learn the hard way)
Yeah, God's been good, so good to me
Writer: Brian Kelley, Canaan Lee Smith, Corey Crowder, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
U.S. Stronger
Yeah, there's sure been days
That I thought we'd never make it through
But we found a way, and I'm proud to say it's nothin' new
Yeah, it's in our blood, it's the way we'll always be
And it's all because we were raised in the land of the free
When we fall down, we get back up
We shake it off when things get tough
We hit our knees and pray for help
'Cause we ain't ever by ourselves
We lean on love and love to lean on one another
'Cause what don't take us, bend us, break us makes us stronger
We've learned to fight and earned the right to fly the red, the white, the blue
Through all the storms as heroes born a lot like me and you
When we fall down, we get back up
We shake it off when things get tough
We hit our knees and pray for help
'Cause we ain't ever by ourselves
We lean on love and love to lean on one another
'Cause what don't take us, bend us, break us makes us stronger
We're still one nation under God
We go through hell, we learn a lot
We stand, we work for what we got
And thankful as can be
When we fall down, we get back up
We shake it off when things get tough
We hit our knees and pray for help
'Cause we ain't ever by ourselves
We lean on love and love to lean on one another (lean on one another)
'Cause what don't take us, bend us, break us makes us stronger
'Cause what don't take us, bend us, break us makes us stronger
Writer: Brian Kelley, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Life Rolls On
People come, people go
Sometimes you win, sometimes you don't
Either way the wind blows
You gotta love it
Ain't gotta do it by yourself
Don't be afraid to ask for help
Even when it hurts like hell, gotta love it
Oh yeah
As long as my heart's beatin'
And these old lungs keep breathin'
The highs and the lows, yes and the no's
Only gonna make you strong
Yeah, bruh
This world will keep turnin'
The bonfires will keep burnin'
And I don't know what God's thinkin' of
But where we are is where we belong
Oh, and I know it might be alright
Might be all wrong
But life rolls on
And on and on and on
Drivin' past my old house
A wreckin' ball took it down
But I still got them memories, gotta love it
Yes, I do (oh)
As long as my heart's beatin'
And these old lungs keep breathin'
The highs and the lows, yes and the no's
Only gonna make you strong
Yeah, bruh
This world will keep turnin'
Bonfires will keep burnin'
And I don't know what God's thinkin' of
But where we are is where we belong
Oh, and I know it might be alright
Might be all wrong
But life rolls on
And on and on and on (oh, yeah)
I won't give up on you
Please don't give up on me
Things gonna turn out just fine
Someday all the pain (all the pain)
Will be gone
Life rolls (yeah, baby)
As long as my heart's beatin' (beatin')
And these old lungs keep breathin' (breathin')
The highs and the lows, yes and the no's
Only gonna make you strong
Oh, and I know it might be alright
Might be all wrong
But life rolls on
And on and on and on
Life rolls on
And on and on and on
(Life rolls on)
Writer: Alysa Vanderheym, Benjamin D Burgess, Emily Weisband
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.