A little smoke from a grill
A buncha trucks in the field, yeah
This is how the start of a hangover feels
And that Skynyrd ain't helping
Hell, I'm free as a bird too
'Cause it's Friday evening and I got a little bit of payday to lose
Well, damn good time, good to see you again
Yeah, I ain't bumped into you since the last weekend
Called some friends, cracked a beer
Heard a song, there you are
Went from taking it easy to partying hard
You never really know how it happens
All of a sudden, you're just buzzin' and havin'
A damn good time, ah yeah
Well, she was last out of three
Hoppin' out of that Jeep
She made a stop at a cooler and a b-line to me
Said play something country
So, we sang Brooks & Dunn
Ended up on side of a red dirt road in a bed of a half-ton
Thinkin', damn good time, good to see you again
Yeah, I ain't bumped into you since the last weekend
Called some friends, cracked a beer
Heard a song, there you are
Went from taking it easy to partying hard
You never really know how it happens
All of a sudden, you're just buzzin' and havin'
A damn good time
Yeah, a damn good time
Ooh, want the hold to never end
Ooh, kinda like a long-lost friend
Saying, damn good time, good to see you again
Yeah, you got me saying
Damn good time, good to see you again
Well, I ain't bumped into you since the last weekend
Called some friends, cracked a beer
Heard a song, there you are
Went from taking it easy to partying hard
You never really know how it happens
All of a sudden, you're just buzzin' and havin'
A damn good time
(Yeah, havin' a damn good time)
Damn good time
Said, a damn good time
(Yeah, havin' a damn good time)
Damn good time
Come on
Jordan Davis - Bluebird Days Album Lyrics
Jordan Davis - Bluebird Days Lyrics
Writer: Jordan Davis, Matt Dragstrem, Richard Chase Mcgill
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Money Isnt Real
I showed up to the service in a '98 Chevrolet
It was just me and the preacher there to lay him in the ground that day
And I was always jealous of everything I thought he had
He might have died a millionaire, but lookin' at them empty chairs
Guess I ain't got it that bad
'Cause money isn't real
It can't call you like your mama does
It can't make you old friends
It can't make you young again
It can't buy you real love
It's just paper and some ink
It'll never ask you how you feel
A dollar doesn't make you rich when it comes to happiness
Money isn't real
Money isn't real
And I believe in working hard
'Cause it helps when you got it
Keeps the rain outside and the food on the table
And the water running in the faucet
All I'm saying is don't bet your whole life on it
'Cause money isn't real
It can't call you like your mama does
It can't make you old friends
It can't make you young again
It can't buy you real love
It's just paper and some ink
It'll never ask you how you feel
A dollar doesn't make you rich when it comes to happiness
Money isn't real
Money isn't real
Money isn't real
Yeah, you can spend your life saving up
But you'll never have enough
Money isn't real
No matter if you're rich or broke
You can't take it when you go
Money isn't real
It can't call you like your mama does
It can't make you old friends
It can't make you young again
It can't buy you real love
It's just paper and some ink
It'll never ask you how you feel
A dollar doesn't make you rich when it comes to happiness
Money isn't real
Money isn't real
No
Money isn't real
Money isn't real
It was just me and the preacher there to lay him in the ground that day
And I was always jealous of everything I thought he had
He might have died a millionaire, but lookin' at them empty chairs
Guess I ain't got it that bad
'Cause money isn't real
It can't call you like your mama does
It can't make you old friends
It can't make you young again
It can't buy you real love
It's just paper and some ink
It'll never ask you how you feel
A dollar doesn't make you rich when it comes to happiness
Money isn't real
Money isn't real
And I believe in working hard
'Cause it helps when you got it
Keeps the rain outside and the food on the table
And the water running in the faucet
All I'm saying is don't bet your whole life on it
'Cause money isn't real
It can't call you like your mama does
It can't make you old friends
It can't make you young again
It can't buy you real love
It's just paper and some ink
It'll never ask you how you feel
A dollar doesn't make you rich when it comes to happiness
Money isn't real
Money isn't real
Money isn't real
Yeah, you can spend your life saving up
But you'll never have enough
Money isn't real
No matter if you're rich or broke
You can't take it when you go
Money isn't real
It can't call you like your mama does
It can't make you old friends
It can't make you young again
It can't buy you real love
It's just paper and some ink
It'll never ask you how you feel
A dollar doesn't make you rich when it comes to happiness
Money isn't real
Money isn't real
No
Money isn't real
Money isn't real
Writer: Jake Mitchell, Jameson Rodgers, Josh Thompson, Sarah Allison Turner
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Tucson Too Late
I didn't know if we were over or just on the rocks
Was me thinking I can save us just a mirage?
I was burning up a highway, it kept getting longer
With every turn of these tires, she just kept getting goner
And the sky was showing no signs of rain
Ain't nothing delaying that plane
I'm racing through the desert
Thinking I can catch her
But losing ground in this Chevrolet
And that 747 somewhere between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her slip away
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I got to Tucson too late
I wonder if she sat there stirring vodka with a straw
Was she counting down the seconds or maybe having second thoughts?
And was moving on made up in her mind?
Would she have changed it if she knew that I
Was racing through the desert
Thinking I can catch her
But losing ground in this Chevrolet?
And that 747 somewhere between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her slip away (slip away)
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I got to Tucson too late, ooh-ooh
Now she's on some silver wings flying
And me I'm on the bad side of good timing, yeah-yeah
I'm racing through the desert
Thinking I can catch her
But losing ground in this Chevrolet (Chevrolet)
That 747 somewhere between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her slip away (slip away)
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I waited too long
Like a sad country song
Damn, I got to Tucson too late
(Tucson too late)
Too late
Oh, I got to Tucson too late
Was me thinking I can save us just a mirage?
I was burning up a highway, it kept getting longer
With every turn of these tires, she just kept getting goner
And the sky was showing no signs of rain
Ain't nothing delaying that plane
I'm racing through the desert
Thinking I can catch her
But losing ground in this Chevrolet
And that 747 somewhere between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her slip away
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I got to Tucson too late
I wonder if she sat there stirring vodka with a straw
Was she counting down the seconds or maybe having second thoughts?
And was moving on made up in her mind?
Would she have changed it if she knew that I
Was racing through the desert
Thinking I can catch her
But losing ground in this Chevrolet?
And that 747 somewhere between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her slip away (slip away)
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I got to Tucson too late, ooh-ooh
Now she's on some silver wings flying
And me I'm on the bad side of good timing, yeah-yeah
I'm racing through the desert
Thinking I can catch her
But losing ground in this Chevrolet (Chevrolet)
That 747 somewhere between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her slip away (slip away)
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I waited too long
Like a sad country song
Damn, I got to Tucson too late
(Tucson too late)
Too late
Oh, I got to Tucson too late
Writer: Jacob J. Davis, Jordan Carl Davis, Josh Jenkins, Mathew Thomas Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
What My World Spins Around
I love a first cast when the water's glass and the line starts to run
Or that first sip of a cold beer when the working week's done
I love the twilight in the morning 'fore the day wakes up
With the windows down on the first ride in a paid up truck
And I love a slow down in a beach town with an ocean view
And I love a first fall Saturday trip down to Baton Rouge
And I love a six string with the stars out and the campfire glow
But girl, that don't even come close
To the way that it feels when you lean in and kiss me
The way that you dance when you get kinda tipsy
I'm wrapped 'round your finger like this ring I'm wearing
That look in your eye, girl, when you catch me staring
And I don't even know what it is but now that I found it
I can't imagine me living without this
Back forty view on our piece of ground
Watching you watch the sun going down
That's what my world spins around
Well, I finally get it now, when they say you know you know
And yeah, girl, you had me from that first hello
And the only thing better is Heaven above
But until I get there, I'll never get enough of
The way that it feels when you lean in and kiss me
The way that you dance when you get kinda tipsy
I'm wrapped 'round your finger like this ring I'm wearing
That look in your eye, girl, when you catch me staring and
I don't even know what it is but now that I found it
I can't imagine me living without this
Back forty view on our piece of ground
Watching you watch the sun going down
That's what my world spins around
What my world spins around
Oh, yeah
The way that it feels when you lean in and kiss me
The way that you dance when you get kinda tipsy
And I'm wrapped 'round your finger like this ring I'm wearing
And that look in your eye, girl, when you catch me staring and
I don't even know what it is but now that I found it
I can't imagine me living without this
Back forty view on our piece of ground
Watching you watch the sun going down
That's what my world spins around
You're what my world spins around
What my world spins around
Or that first sip of a cold beer when the working week's done
I love the twilight in the morning 'fore the day wakes up
With the windows down on the first ride in a paid up truck
And I love a slow down in a beach town with an ocean view
And I love a first fall Saturday trip down to Baton Rouge
And I love a six string with the stars out and the campfire glow
But girl, that don't even come close
To the way that it feels when you lean in and kiss me
The way that you dance when you get kinda tipsy
I'm wrapped 'round your finger like this ring I'm wearing
That look in your eye, girl, when you catch me staring
And I don't even know what it is but now that I found it
I can't imagine me living without this
Back forty view on our piece of ground
Watching you watch the sun going down
That's what my world spins around
Well, I finally get it now, when they say you know you know
And yeah, girl, you had me from that first hello
And the only thing better is Heaven above
But until I get there, I'll never get enough of
The way that it feels when you lean in and kiss me
The way that you dance when you get kinda tipsy
I'm wrapped 'round your finger like this ring I'm wearing
That look in your eye, girl, when you catch me staring and
I don't even know what it is but now that I found it
I can't imagine me living without this
Back forty view on our piece of ground
Watching you watch the sun going down
That's what my world spins around
What my world spins around
Oh, yeah
The way that it feels when you lean in and kiss me
The way that you dance when you get kinda tipsy
And I'm wrapped 'round your finger like this ring I'm wearing
And that look in your eye, girl, when you catch me staring and
I don't even know what it is but now that I found it
I can't imagine me living without this
Back forty view on our piece of ground
Watching you watch the sun going down
That's what my world spins around
You're what my world spins around
What my world spins around
Writer: Jordan Davis, Matthew Peters Dragstrem, Ryan Hurd
Copyright: Lyrics © Anthem Entertainment
Copyright: Lyrics © Anthem Entertainment
Sunday Saints
You can say whatever you like
About the way we were raised up
Done some wrong, done some right
A few things we ain't proud of
We keep a Bible by the bed and
We keep a bottle in the cabinet
I'll be the first to admit
Got some good and we got some bad habits
We're the cold beer raisers and last call chasers
And fourth quarter prayers when it's on the line
Don't back downers and stand our grounders
And up with the sun-ers after out all night, yeah
Yeah, we're hell bent on calling Heaven home when He calls our name
We're the don't stop believers, the somewhere in between-ers
The Saturday sinners and the Sunday saints
We stay out too late
And probably run a little too hard
Throw some money in the plate
Throw the rest in a tip jar
Still got a few prayers left to pray
Still got a little road left to run
But it's good to know, I ain't the only one
We're the cold beer raisers and last call chasers
And fourth quarter prayers when it's on the line
Don't back downers and stand our grounders
And up with the sun-ers after out all night, yeah
Yeah, we're hell bent on calling Heaven home when He calls our name
We're the don't stop believers, the somewhere in between-ers
The Saturday sinners and the Sunday saints
Oh, them Sunday saints
Still got a little growing up to get
Still got some noise I got to make
But I got a girl I get to love
She gave me two I get to raise
Still got a lot of growing up to do
Still got a lot of read left to read
But it's good to know I'm in good company
Of the cold beer raisers and last call chasers
And fourth quarter prayers when it's on the line
Don't back downers and stand our grounders
And up with the sun-ers after out all night
Yeah, we're hell bent on calling Heaven home when He calls our name
We're the don't stop believers, the somewhere in between-ers
The Saturday sinners and the Sunday saints
Oh, them Sunday saints
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Good Lord, I long to be in the number
Oh, when the saints go marching in
About the way we were raised up
Done some wrong, done some right
A few things we ain't proud of
We keep a Bible by the bed and
We keep a bottle in the cabinet
I'll be the first to admit
Got some good and we got some bad habits
We're the cold beer raisers and last call chasers
And fourth quarter prayers when it's on the line
Don't back downers and stand our grounders
And up with the sun-ers after out all night, yeah
Yeah, we're hell bent on calling Heaven home when He calls our name
We're the don't stop believers, the somewhere in between-ers
The Saturday sinners and the Sunday saints
We stay out too late
And probably run a little too hard
Throw some money in the plate
Throw the rest in a tip jar
Still got a few prayers left to pray
Still got a little road left to run
But it's good to know, I ain't the only one
We're the cold beer raisers and last call chasers
And fourth quarter prayers when it's on the line
Don't back downers and stand our grounders
And up with the sun-ers after out all night, yeah
Yeah, we're hell bent on calling Heaven home when He calls our name
We're the don't stop believers, the somewhere in between-ers
The Saturday sinners and the Sunday saints
Oh, them Sunday saints
Still got a little growing up to get
Still got some noise I got to make
But I got a girl I get to love
She gave me two I get to raise
Still got a lot of growing up to do
Still got a lot of read left to read
But it's good to know I'm in good company
Of the cold beer raisers and last call chasers
And fourth quarter prayers when it's on the line
Don't back downers and stand our grounders
And up with the sun-ers after out all night
Yeah, we're hell bent on calling Heaven home when He calls our name
We're the don't stop believers, the somewhere in between-ers
The Saturday sinners and the Sunday saints
Oh, them Sunday saints
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Good Lord, I long to be in the number
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Writer: Benjy Lashar Davis, Jacob J. Davis, Jordan Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment
No Time Soon
Well, the forecast says some storm clouds are on their way to town
Well into the morning, it'll be coming down
I got one thing on my mind, and you might feel the same
Let's lock ourselves inside this house and listen to it rain
Tonight, I'm like a freight train, I'm rolling home to you
My heart's like a matchbook and your kiss is a fuse
The world's gonna have to kick that door in if it wants in this room
So lay down, I'm 'bout to love you and I ain't stopping no time soon
We'll find our way around the dark, our hands know what to do
The only light we'll ever need is the lightning flashing through
The windowpane and let the thunder shake everything under this roof
'Cause you and me and a night like this is too long overdue
Tonight, I'm like a freight train, I'm rolling home to you
My heart's like a matchbook and your kiss is a fuse
The world's gonna have to kick that door in if it wants in this room
So lay down, I'm 'bout to love you and I ain't stopping no time soon
No time soon
And you can tell that storm to take its sweet time
I'll be taking mine
Tonight, I'm like a freight train, girl, I'm rolling home to you
My heart's like a matchbook and your kiss is a fuse (your kiss is a fuse)
The world's gonna have to kick that door in if it wants in this room
So lay down, I'm 'bout to love you and I ain't stopping no time soon
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
No time soon (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Ain't stopping no time soon (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Lay down, lay down, I'm 'bout to love you (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
And I ain't stopping no time soon
Well into the morning, it'll be coming down
I got one thing on my mind, and you might feel the same
Let's lock ourselves inside this house and listen to it rain
Tonight, I'm like a freight train, I'm rolling home to you
My heart's like a matchbook and your kiss is a fuse
The world's gonna have to kick that door in if it wants in this room
So lay down, I'm 'bout to love you and I ain't stopping no time soon
We'll find our way around the dark, our hands know what to do
The only light we'll ever need is the lightning flashing through
The windowpane and let the thunder shake everything under this roof
'Cause you and me and a night like this is too long overdue
Tonight, I'm like a freight train, I'm rolling home to you
My heart's like a matchbook and your kiss is a fuse
The world's gonna have to kick that door in if it wants in this room
So lay down, I'm 'bout to love you and I ain't stopping no time soon
No time soon
And you can tell that storm to take its sweet time
I'll be taking mine
Tonight, I'm like a freight train, girl, I'm rolling home to you
My heart's like a matchbook and your kiss is a fuse (your kiss is a fuse)
The world's gonna have to kick that door in if it wants in this room
So lay down, I'm 'bout to love you and I ain't stopping no time soon
(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
No time soon (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Ain't stopping no time soon (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Lay down, lay down, I'm 'bout to love you (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
And I ain't stopping no time soon
Writer: Jacob Davis, Jordan Davis, Josh Jenkins, Matt Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Youve Got My Number
Sometimes I wish you would
Just leave me alone
Sometimes I sit and not move
Staring at my phone
Just hopin' on the screen will start shaking
Three dots and a, "Hey, are you awake?"
And all the rules that we made start breaking
You know I
Thought I'd be an old flame by now
You'd be the one that got away somehow
You would've erased my name by now
But, baby, you've got my number
Yeah, this ain't nothing new
And I know what I'm gettin' into
And you know I'm still hung up on you
Baby, you've got my number
I could change it
Put this whole thing in my past
But who am I kidding?
I know that would never last
I wouldn't make it through a Friday night thinking
You need a ride, are you lonely, are you drinking?
I hate the sound of this phone not ringing
You know I
Thought I'd be an old flame by now
You'd be the one that got away somehow
You would've erased my name by now
But, baby, you've got my number
Yeah, this ain't nothing new
And I know what I'm gettin' into
And you know I'm still hung up on you
Baby, you've got my number
You know what I'm thinkin'
You know what I'll say (know what I'm thinkin')
I know it's gonna hurt
But I'm gonna do it anyway, oh
(You know what I'm, you know what I'm)
So come on over
I say, let's give us one more night to do what we do
Ain't that what you're calling for? (Calling for)
Thought I'd be an old flame by now
You'd be the one that got away somehow
You would've erased my name by now
But, baby, you've got my number
Yeah, this ain't nothing new
And I know what I'm gettin' into
And you know I'm still hung-up on you
Baby, you've got my number
You know what I'm thinkin'
You know what I'll say (know what I'm thinkin')
I know it's gonna hurt
But I'm gonna do it anyway
(You know what I'm, you know what I'm)
You know what I'm thinkin'
You know what I'll say
(You know what I'm thinkin')
(You know what I'll say)
Just leave me alone
Sometimes I sit and not move
Staring at my phone
Just hopin' on the screen will start shaking
Three dots and a, "Hey, are you awake?"
And all the rules that we made start breaking
You know I
Thought I'd be an old flame by now
You'd be the one that got away somehow
You would've erased my name by now
But, baby, you've got my number
Yeah, this ain't nothing new
And I know what I'm gettin' into
And you know I'm still hung up on you
Baby, you've got my number
I could change it
Put this whole thing in my past
But who am I kidding?
I know that would never last
I wouldn't make it through a Friday night thinking
You need a ride, are you lonely, are you drinking?
I hate the sound of this phone not ringing
You know I
Thought I'd be an old flame by now
You'd be the one that got away somehow
You would've erased my name by now
But, baby, you've got my number
Yeah, this ain't nothing new
And I know what I'm gettin' into
And you know I'm still hung up on you
Baby, you've got my number
You know what I'm thinkin'
You know what I'll say (know what I'm thinkin')
I know it's gonna hurt
But I'm gonna do it anyway, oh
(You know what I'm, you know what I'm)
So come on over
I say, let's give us one more night to do what we do
Ain't that what you're calling for? (Calling for)
Thought I'd be an old flame by now
You'd be the one that got away somehow
You would've erased my name by now
But, baby, you've got my number
Yeah, this ain't nothing new
And I know what I'm gettin' into
And you know I'm still hung-up on you
Baby, you've got my number
You know what I'm thinkin'
You know what I'll say (know what I'm thinkin')
I know it's gonna hurt
But I'm gonna do it anyway
(You know what I'm, you know what I'm)
You know what I'm thinkin'
You know what I'll say
(You know what I'm thinkin')
(You know what I'll say)
Writer: Jason Gantt, Jordan Davis, Josh Osborne
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Next Thing You Know
You swear that you're stayin' single, next thing you know
You meet a girl at a bar and next thing you know
You get her laughin', it's 2 AM
You're tellin' your buddies three months in
That she ain't movin' in, the next thing you know
There's a U-Haul trailer, next thing you know
Your old apartment is y'all's new place
There goes the carpet but the deer head stays
Next thing you know
You're savin' money like never before
Just to spend it all at a jewelry store
Gettin' down on one knee on her mama's porch
Just prayin' she don't say, "No"
Next thing you know
Your best man gives a half-drunk speech
And you're sunburned on a honeymoon beach
And your left hand's gettin' used to that ring
And there the next two or three years go
Next thing you know
You weren't really tryin', next thing you know
There's a test on the counter, next thing you know
She's standin' there cryin', noddin' her head, "Yes"
You're half excited, half scared to death
'Cause next thing you know
You're wearin' scrubs and a funny white hat
And the doctor's sayin', "How you doin' there, dad?"
And nobody's ever called you that
And you take the drive home slow
Next thing you know
It's first steps, first dates, first car
It's 11:01 wonderin' where they are
You're sayin' that USC's too far
It's amazing how fast seventeen years go
Next thing you know
Next thing you know
Next thing you know
You get to know your wife again
And you're more in love than you've ever been
With a lot of years of remember whens
And still some down the road
'Cause next thing you know
You got a yard full of your kid's kids
And you take 'em to church, teach 'em to fish
And you tell 'em stories every chance you get
About how fast this life down here can go
Next thing you know
(Next thing you know)
Next thing you know
(Next thing you know)
You meet a girl at a bar and next thing you know
You get her laughin', it's 2 AM
You're tellin' your buddies three months in
That she ain't movin' in, the next thing you know
There's a U-Haul trailer, next thing you know
Your old apartment is y'all's new place
There goes the carpet but the deer head stays
Next thing you know
You're savin' money like never before
Just to spend it all at a jewelry store
Gettin' down on one knee on her mama's porch
Just prayin' she don't say, "No"
Next thing you know
Your best man gives a half-drunk speech
And you're sunburned on a honeymoon beach
And your left hand's gettin' used to that ring
And there the next two or three years go
Next thing you know
You weren't really tryin', next thing you know
There's a test on the counter, next thing you know
She's standin' there cryin', noddin' her head, "Yes"
You're half excited, half scared to death
'Cause next thing you know
You're wearin' scrubs and a funny white hat
And the doctor's sayin', "How you doin' there, dad?"
And nobody's ever called you that
And you take the drive home slow
Next thing you know
It's first steps, first dates, first car
It's 11:01 wonderin' where they are
You're sayin' that USC's too far
It's amazing how fast seventeen years go
Next thing you know
Next thing you know
Next thing you know
You get to know your wife again
And you're more in love than you've ever been
With a lot of years of remember whens
And still some down the road
'Cause next thing you know
You got a yard full of your kid's kids
And you take 'em to church, teach 'em to fish
And you tell 'em stories every chance you get
About how fast this life down here can go
Next thing you know
(Next thing you know)
Next thing you know
(Next thing you know)
Writer: Greylan James Egan, Jordan Davis, Josh Osborne, Richard Chase McGill
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Fishing Spot
Late last night, I made up my mind
Set my alarm for 5:05
Coleman full of coffee, rods in the truck
Time to knock off a little tackle box dust
Thirty minute drive and walk down a hill
To a little piece of water where the world stands still
And I still get hung up on that oak tree
Throw that Texas rig you showed me
Learned a lot about life, wetting a line on a muddy riverbank with you
We'd talk pickup trucks to Jesus
Through Redman and Bocephus
You always knew how to listen and just what to say
And that's what brought me out here today
Instead of standing at your stone, I'm sittin' on your rock
Catching up with you at your fishin' spot
Well, I know there's better places
And I got a nice boat at the house
But floating out there, filling up a live well, ain't what today's about
I can still hear you laughing now
When I get hung up on that oak tree
Throw that Texas rig you showed me
Learned a lot about life, wetting a line on a muddy riverbank with you
We'd talk pickup trucks to Jesus
Through Redman and Bocephus
You always knew how to listen and just what to say
And that's what brought me out here today
Instead of standing at your stone, I'm sittin' on your rock
Catching up with you at your fishin' spot
They say, there ain't a bad day fishing
Yeah, and I wish that was true
The only bite I've had, I missed it
But there's nothing like missing you
And I get hung up on that oak tree
Throw that Texas rig you showed me
Learned a lot about life, wetting a line on a muddy riverbank with you
Talkin' pickup trucks to Jesus
Through Redman and Bocephus
You always knew how to listen and just what to say
And that's what brought me out here today
Instead of standing at your stone, I'm sittin' on your rock
Catching up with you at your fishin' spot
Set my alarm for 5:05
Coleman full of coffee, rods in the truck
Time to knock off a little tackle box dust
Thirty minute drive and walk down a hill
To a little piece of water where the world stands still
And I still get hung up on that oak tree
Throw that Texas rig you showed me
Learned a lot about life, wetting a line on a muddy riverbank with you
We'd talk pickup trucks to Jesus
Through Redman and Bocephus
You always knew how to listen and just what to say
And that's what brought me out here today
Instead of standing at your stone, I'm sittin' on your rock
Catching up with you at your fishin' spot
Well, I know there's better places
And I got a nice boat at the house
But floating out there, filling up a live well, ain't what today's about
I can still hear you laughing now
When I get hung up on that oak tree
Throw that Texas rig you showed me
Learned a lot about life, wetting a line on a muddy riverbank with you
We'd talk pickup trucks to Jesus
Through Redman and Bocephus
You always knew how to listen and just what to say
And that's what brought me out here today
Instead of standing at your stone, I'm sittin' on your rock
Catching up with you at your fishin' spot
They say, there ain't a bad day fishing
Yeah, and I wish that was true
The only bite I've had, I missed it
But there's nothing like missing you
And I get hung up on that oak tree
Throw that Texas rig you showed me
Learned a lot about life, wetting a line on a muddy riverbank with you
Talkin' pickup trucks to Jesus
Through Redman and Bocephus
You always knew how to listen and just what to say
And that's what brought me out here today
Instead of standing at your stone, I'm sittin' on your rock
Catching up with you at your fishin' spot
Writer: Jordan Davis, Josh Miller, Josh Thompson, Will Bundy
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
One Beer In Front Of The Other
(She did me like this)
Had a long run of some long nights
Had some cold sweats from seeing taillights
Fading like a Louisiana sunset
Memory's been beating me up and it ain't done yet
Been going through the go 'round
Since you turned this bedroom into a ghost town
So, unless you got a heart that I can borrow
The only way that I can make it to tomorrow
Is putting one beer in front of the other
Linkin' drink rings into another
'Cause your goodbye kinda hurt like a mother
But I'm thinking maybe that I'm on the upper
Of the downside
And lining 'em up into a straight line
I ain't gonna lie
So if you wonder how I'm doing, brother
I'm putting one beer in front of the other
One beer
We had a good thing, yeah, I thought so
Even had your picture taped up to my console
Now I'm the loneliest shade of blue in a rainbow
The only way to make the moving on train go
Is putting one beer in front of the other
Linkin' drink rings into another
'Cause your goodbye kinda hurt like a mother
But I'm thinking maybe that I'm on the upper
Of the downside
And lining 'em up into a straight line
I ain't gonna lie
So if you wonder how I'm doing, brother
I'm putting one beer in front of the other, yeah
Mm, ooh
I ain't there yet, no, I ain't there yet
But I'm finding closure with every cold one that I get
There's light up ahead, there's light up ahead
And it's getting closer with every sip
Putting one beer in front of the other
Linkin' drink rings into another
Because your goodbye kinda hurt like a mother
But I'm thinking maybe that I'm on the upper
Of the downside
And lining 'em up into a straight line
I ain't gonna lie
So if you wonder how I'm doing, brother
I'm putting one beer in front of the other
Had a long run of some long nights
Had some cold sweats from seeing taillights
Fading like a Louisiana sunset
Memory's been beating me up and it ain't done yet
Been going through the go 'round
Since you turned this bedroom into a ghost town
So, unless you got a heart that I can borrow
The only way that I can make it to tomorrow
Is putting one beer in front of the other
Linkin' drink rings into another
'Cause your goodbye kinda hurt like a mother
But I'm thinking maybe that I'm on the upper
Of the downside
And lining 'em up into a straight line
I ain't gonna lie
So if you wonder how I'm doing, brother
I'm putting one beer in front of the other
One beer
We had a good thing, yeah, I thought so
Even had your picture taped up to my console
Now I'm the loneliest shade of blue in a rainbow
The only way to make the moving on train go
Is putting one beer in front of the other
Linkin' drink rings into another
'Cause your goodbye kinda hurt like a mother
But I'm thinking maybe that I'm on the upper
Of the downside
And lining 'em up into a straight line
I ain't gonna lie
So if you wonder how I'm doing, brother
I'm putting one beer in front of the other, yeah
Mm, ooh
I ain't there yet, no, I ain't there yet
But I'm finding closure with every cold one that I get
There's light up ahead, there's light up ahead
And it's getting closer with every sip
Putting one beer in front of the other
Linkin' drink rings into another
Because your goodbye kinda hurt like a mother
But I'm thinking maybe that I'm on the upper
Of the downside
And lining 'em up into a straight line
I ain't gonna lie
So if you wonder how I'm doing, brother
I'm putting one beer in front of the other
Writer: Jacob Davis, Jordan Davis, Josh Jenkins, Matt Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Bluebird Days
It was training wheels on a broke sidewalk, July heat
Back when life was just a pirate ship, plywood fort in a tree
Daddy went to work, Mama stayed home raising us three
Back before it all went south
Words get said, fingers blame
White flags wave, people change
But they used to be sunshine and roses
And their heads were way over their heels
Said they do, then they don't
Ended up dancing right through a minefield
'Cause the truth about livin' a lie is
That the lie never outlives the truth
Two hearts fell in love
And two hearts grew apart
They went their separate ways
And our bluebird days went dark
Splitting holidays and birthdays takes its toll
Between two halves that won't ever be whole
All of his faults and her faults go out the window
It just kinda is what it is
But they used to be sunshine and roses
And their heads were way over their heels
Said they do, then they don't
Ended up dancing right through a minefield
'Cause the truth about livin' a lie is
That the lie never outlives the truth
Two hearts fell in love
And two hearts grew apart
They went their separate ways
And our bluebird days went dark
Bluebird days went dark
Mm
Well, the sky went gray and rain came on
And two lovebirds quit singing their song
They used to be sunshine and roses
Their heads were way over their heels
Said they do, then they don't
Ended up dancing right through a minefield
'Cause the truth about livin' a lie is
That the lie never outlives the truth
Two hearts fell in love
And two hearts grew apart
They went their separate ways
And our bluebird days went dark
Oh, our bluebird days went dark
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Back when life was just a pirate ship, plywood fort in a tree
Daddy went to work, Mama stayed home raising us three
Back before it all went south
Words get said, fingers blame
White flags wave, people change
But they used to be sunshine and roses
And their heads were way over their heels
Said they do, then they don't
Ended up dancing right through a minefield
'Cause the truth about livin' a lie is
That the lie never outlives the truth
Two hearts fell in love
And two hearts grew apart
They went their separate ways
And our bluebird days went dark
Splitting holidays and birthdays takes its toll
Between two halves that won't ever be whole
All of his faults and her faults go out the window
It just kinda is what it is
But they used to be sunshine and roses
And their heads were way over their heels
Said they do, then they don't
Ended up dancing right through a minefield
'Cause the truth about livin' a lie is
That the lie never outlives the truth
Two hearts fell in love
And two hearts grew apart
They went their separate ways
And our bluebird days went dark
Bluebird days went dark
Mm
Well, the sky went gray and rain came on
And two lovebirds quit singing their song
They used to be sunshine and roses
Their heads were way over their heels
Said they do, then they don't
Ended up dancing right through a minefield
'Cause the truth about livin' a lie is
That the lie never outlives the truth
Two hearts fell in love
And two hearts grew apart
They went their separate ways
And our bluebird days went dark
Oh, our bluebird days went dark
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Writer: Chris Lacorte, Jacob J. Davis, Jordan Davis, Josh Dorr
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Part of It
My mama talked her daddy into letting me take her out our junior year
She was a hallway queen, outta my league and I smiled ear to ear
And every night she was in my truck, young love did what it does and
Daddy said, I know ya thought she was the one
And it ain't no fun, but, son, that's part of it
Sometimes you're gonna hurt like hell and have some scars from it
Leave you with a story to tell
Ya live and learn and good ones go
You find out on down the road
And when you lay it all out and get down to the heart of it
Man, that's just life and that's all part of it (that's all part of it)
Grandaddy cut his teeth, planted that seed across eighty acres of land
He'd steady checked that gauge and prayed for rain like he knew the Big Man
All the way 'til the day that he met Him, when daddy read his will to the family
I just about broke down when I found out he went and left me part of it
Sometimes you're gonna hurt like hell and have some scars from it
Leave you with a story to tell
Ya live and learn and good ones go
You find out on down the road
When you lay it all out and get down to the heart of it
Man, that's just life and that's all part of it, yeah
That's all part of it
Heartbreaks faded and I chased a dream up to Tennessee
Met the love of my life, gave me two more
And I don't know who I'd be if they weren't part of it
Sometimes life takes care of itself and heals those scars from it
Leave you with a story to tell
Ya live and learn and good ones go
You find out on down the road
When you lay it all out and get down to the heart of it
Man, that's just life and that's all part of it, yeah
That's all part of it
It's all part of it (it's all part of it, it's all part of it)
That's just a part of it, ooh (it's all part of it)
She was a hallway queen, outta my league and I smiled ear to ear
And every night she was in my truck, young love did what it does and
Daddy said, I know ya thought she was the one
And it ain't no fun, but, son, that's part of it
Sometimes you're gonna hurt like hell and have some scars from it
Leave you with a story to tell
Ya live and learn and good ones go
You find out on down the road
And when you lay it all out and get down to the heart of it
Man, that's just life and that's all part of it (that's all part of it)
Grandaddy cut his teeth, planted that seed across eighty acres of land
He'd steady checked that gauge and prayed for rain like he knew the Big Man
All the way 'til the day that he met Him, when daddy read his will to the family
I just about broke down when I found out he went and left me part of it
Sometimes you're gonna hurt like hell and have some scars from it
Leave you with a story to tell
Ya live and learn and good ones go
You find out on down the road
When you lay it all out and get down to the heart of it
Man, that's just life and that's all part of it, yeah
That's all part of it
Heartbreaks faded and I chased a dream up to Tennessee
Met the love of my life, gave me two more
And I don't know who I'd be if they weren't part of it
Sometimes life takes care of itself and heals those scars from it
Leave you with a story to tell
Ya live and learn and good ones go
You find out on down the road
When you lay it all out and get down to the heart of it
Man, that's just life and that's all part of it, yeah
That's all part of it
It's all part of it (it's all part of it, it's all part of it)
That's just a part of it, ooh (it's all part of it)
Writer: Jacob J. Davis, Jordan Walker, Matt Mckinney, Jordan Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Short Fuse
I used to slam the door to make the pictures rattle
Use words that I knew were gonna tear them down
I lost some good love tryin' to win a battle
Then take off, never think about turnin' 'round
But since you, everything started changing
How I live, how I love, how I'm praying
Now when I close my eyes all I'm asking for is a little more of
Finding blessings in the small stuff
A little more finally letting go of
Things I can't change
A little more "Stop running from the rain"
And a little more "I don't care if I lose"
A little less barroom is my go to
A little more walk in someone else's shoes
And a little more burn in my short fuse
I used to ask for all the things I thought I needed
For a while that worked but now it's not enough
When loving someone becomes more than just a feeling
You need a different kinda help from God above
Finding blessings in the small stuff
A little more "Finally letting go of
Things I can't change"
A little more "Stop running from the rain"
And a little more "I don't care if I lose"
A little less barroom is my go to
A little more walk in someone else's shoes
And a little more burn in my short fuse
A little more give and not as much take
More holding heart and not as much break
A little more stop and thank the Lord for you
And a little more burn in my short fuse
Use words that I knew were gonna tear them down
I lost some good love tryin' to win a battle
Then take off, never think about turnin' 'round
But since you, everything started changing
How I live, how I love, how I'm praying
Now when I close my eyes all I'm asking for is a little more of
Finding blessings in the small stuff
A little more finally letting go of
Things I can't change
A little more "Stop running from the rain"
And a little more "I don't care if I lose"
A little less barroom is my go to
A little more walk in someone else's shoes
And a little more burn in my short fuse
I used to ask for all the things I thought I needed
For a while that worked but now it's not enough
When loving someone becomes more than just a feeling
You need a different kinda help from God above
Finding blessings in the small stuff
A little more "Finally letting go of
Things I can't change"
A little more "Stop running from the rain"
And a little more "I don't care if I lose"
A little less barroom is my go to
A little more walk in someone else's shoes
And a little more burn in my short fuse
A little more give and not as much take
More holding heart and not as much break
A little more stop and thank the Lord for you
And a little more burn in my short fuse
Writer: Emily Lynn Weisband, Jordan Davis, Josh Thompson, Paul Charles Digiovanni
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Whiskey Weak
(Whiskey weak, whiskey weak)
Used to be
A dive bar, a few two for ones
Would get her real far off my mind
In no time
I'd be on my way to moving on (moving on)
Some goodbyes you get over fast
When they leave it's done
But yours ain't like that at all
This last call
Ain't turning out the way I want
'Cause you ain't gettin' gone
Ain't nothin' working like it did before
This ain't lookin' good
All these double pours
Ain't doing what they should
She stole the bright out the neon
Got me running up these tabs
Made every song out the jukebox
Sound nothing but sad
Made my bed feel like razors
My friends feel like strangers
Her "Goodbye" ruined everything
Her leaving even made the whiskey weak (whiskey weak)
(Whiskey weak)
Hey, barkeep
You might wanna check
Them bottles on the shelf
'Cause I ain't feeling nothin' yet
And I should be well on my way
Three sheets to the wind
But I'm still missing her and I'm three doubles in
Ain't nothin' working like it did before
This ain't lookin' good
All these double pours
Ain't doing what they should
She stole the bright out the neon
Got me running up these tabs
Made every song out the jukebox
Sound nothing but sad
Made my bed feel like razors
My friends feel like strangers
Her "Goodbye" ruined everything
Her leaving even made the whiskey weak
And if her memory ain't gonna drown
Then rock bottom's gonna be a long way down
Ain't nothin' working like it did before
This ain't lookin' good
These double pours
Ain't doing what they should
She stole the bright out the neon
Got me running up these tabs
Made every song out the jukebox
Sound nothing but sad
Made my bed feel like razors
My friends feel like strangers
Her "Goodbye" ruined everything
Her leaving even made the whiskey weak
Her leaving even made the whiskey weak
Used to be
A dive bar, a few two for ones
Would get her real far off my mind
In no time
I'd be on my way to moving on (moving on)
Some goodbyes you get over fast
When they leave it's done
But yours ain't like that at all
This last call
Ain't turning out the way I want
'Cause you ain't gettin' gone
Ain't nothin' working like it did before
This ain't lookin' good
All these double pours
Ain't doing what they should
She stole the bright out the neon
Got me running up these tabs
Made every song out the jukebox
Sound nothing but sad
Made my bed feel like razors
My friends feel like strangers
Her "Goodbye" ruined everything
Her leaving even made the whiskey weak (whiskey weak)
(Whiskey weak)
Hey, barkeep
You might wanna check
Them bottles on the shelf
'Cause I ain't feeling nothin' yet
And I should be well on my way
Three sheets to the wind
But I'm still missing her and I'm three doubles in
Ain't nothin' working like it did before
This ain't lookin' good
All these double pours
Ain't doing what they should
She stole the bright out the neon
Got me running up these tabs
Made every song out the jukebox
Sound nothing but sad
Made my bed feel like razors
My friends feel like strangers
Her "Goodbye" ruined everything
Her leaving even made the whiskey weak
And if her memory ain't gonna drown
Then rock bottom's gonna be a long way down
Ain't nothin' working like it did before
This ain't lookin' good
These double pours
Ain't doing what they should
She stole the bright out the neon
Got me running up these tabs
Made every song out the jukebox
Sound nothing but sad
Made my bed feel like razors
My friends feel like strangers
Her "Goodbye" ruined everything
Her leaving even made the whiskey weak
Her leaving even made the whiskey weak
Writer: Jamie Paulin, Jordan Carl Davis, Paul Charles Digiovanni
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment
Midnight Crisis
I wish that I could solve this with a convertible
Or drop a thousand on some boots that ain't returnable
Yeah, it'd be nice, if my hair was gray
I'd dye it back brown and I'd be okay
I wish that I could solve this with a convertible
But this is a midnight crisis
'Cause I ain't got ya
No, I ain't got ya with me
In this midnight crisis
I'm wide awake
I'm playing back our history, oh
All that I'm wanting is you, right now
It hit me right outta the blue
Ain't never felt nothing like this
This is a midnight crisis
I coulda swore I saw your car pull in my driveway (yeah, your car was in my driveway)
And if it did you know I'd let you into my place, mm (yeah, I'd let you into my place)
You'd walk in the room and be the mistake
That would undo all the progress I've made
I coulda swore I saw your car pull in my driveway (oh)
But this is a midnight crisis
'Cause I ain't got ya
No, I ain't got ya with me
In this midnight crisis
I'm wide awake
And I'm playing back our history, oh
All that I'm wanting is you, right now
It hit me right outta the blue
Ain't never felt nothing like this
This is a midnight, a midnight crisis
(Midnight crisis)
Just gotta make it to sunrise (sunrise)
But this is a midnight crisis
'Cause I ain't got ya
No, I ain't got ya with me
In this midnight crisis
I'm wide awake
And I'm playing back our history, oh
All that I'm wanting is you, right now
It hit me right outta the blue (blue)
Ain't never felt nothing like this (felt nothing like this)
This is a midnight, a midnight crisis
All that I'm wanting is you, right now
And it hit me right outta the blue
Ain't never felt nothing like this (felt nothing like this)
This is a midnight (midnight), a midnight crisis
Or drop a thousand on some boots that ain't returnable
Yeah, it'd be nice, if my hair was gray
I'd dye it back brown and I'd be okay
I wish that I could solve this with a convertible
But this is a midnight crisis
'Cause I ain't got ya
No, I ain't got ya with me
In this midnight crisis
I'm wide awake
I'm playing back our history, oh
All that I'm wanting is you, right now
It hit me right outta the blue
Ain't never felt nothing like this
This is a midnight crisis
I coulda swore I saw your car pull in my driveway (yeah, your car was in my driveway)
And if it did you know I'd let you into my place, mm (yeah, I'd let you into my place)
You'd walk in the room and be the mistake
That would undo all the progress I've made
I coulda swore I saw your car pull in my driveway (oh)
But this is a midnight crisis
'Cause I ain't got ya
No, I ain't got ya with me
In this midnight crisis
I'm wide awake
And I'm playing back our history, oh
All that I'm wanting is you, right now
It hit me right outta the blue
Ain't never felt nothing like this
This is a midnight, a midnight crisis
(Midnight crisis)
Just gotta make it to sunrise (sunrise)
But this is a midnight crisis
'Cause I ain't got ya
No, I ain't got ya with me
In this midnight crisis
I'm wide awake
And I'm playing back our history, oh
All that I'm wanting is you, right now
It hit me right outta the blue (blue)
Ain't never felt nothing like this (felt nothing like this)
This is a midnight, a midnight crisis
All that I'm wanting is you, right now
And it hit me right outta the blue
Ain't never felt nothing like this (felt nothing like this)
This is a midnight (midnight), a midnight crisis
Writer: Derrick Adam Southerland, Paul Charles Digiovanni, Jordan Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment
What I Wouldnt Do
The proof is in the whiskey and the champagne in your hand
You smilin' in that picture's got me thinkin' about the damn
I didn't give
And how I let a good thing slip
Right through my hands
If I could do it all again
I wouldn't stand there on the porch
With you and your 4Runner runnin'
I wouldn't call your bluff when you packed it up
Said, I shoulda seen it comin'
I wouldn't watch that cloud of dust
And just keep on actin' tough
I wouldn't tell my friends, "It's all good now
I got more time for fishing."
I wouldn't need an empty bed
To know how bad I miss you in it
No, I don't know how to make it up to you
But I damn sure know just what I wouldn't do
The list of reasons why she's gone is longer than this tab
My mama's still mad at me, I'm still kickin' myself for that
'Cause I know she's always right. I messed it up good, didn't I?
I shoulda bought the ring
And did the thing damn thing
Yeah, if I could hit "Rewind"
I wouldn't stand there on the porch
With you and your 4Runner runnin'
I wouldn't call your bluff when you packed it up
Said, I shoulda seen it comin'
I wouldn't watch that cloud of dust
And just keep on actin' tough
I wouldn't tell my friends, "It's all good now
I got more time for fishing."
I wouldn't need an empty bed
To know how bad, I miss you in it
No, I don't know how to make it up to you (don't know how to make it up to you)
But I damn sure know just what I wouldn't do
To stop those goodbye tears from fallin'
Get those bags out of the car and
Your clothes back in the closet
I wouldn't stand there on the porch
With you and your 4Runner runnin'
I wouldn't call your bluff when you packed it up
Said, I shoulda seen it comin'
I wouldn't watch that cloud of dust
And just keep on actin' tough
I wouldn't tell my friends, "It's all good now
I got more time for fishing."
I wouldn't need an empty bed
To know how bad, I miss you in it
No, I don't know how to make it up to you (don't know how to make it up to you)
But I damn sure know just what I wouldn't do
Yeah, I know what I wouldn't do
You smilin' in that picture's got me thinkin' about the damn
I didn't give
And how I let a good thing slip
Right through my hands
If I could do it all again
I wouldn't stand there on the porch
With you and your 4Runner runnin'
I wouldn't call your bluff when you packed it up
Said, I shoulda seen it comin'
I wouldn't watch that cloud of dust
And just keep on actin' tough
I wouldn't tell my friends, "It's all good now
I got more time for fishing."
I wouldn't need an empty bed
To know how bad I miss you in it
No, I don't know how to make it up to you
But I damn sure know just what I wouldn't do
The list of reasons why she's gone is longer than this tab
My mama's still mad at me, I'm still kickin' myself for that
'Cause I know she's always right. I messed it up good, didn't I?
I shoulda bought the ring
And did the thing damn thing
Yeah, if I could hit "Rewind"
I wouldn't stand there on the porch
With you and your 4Runner runnin'
I wouldn't call your bluff when you packed it up
Said, I shoulda seen it comin'
I wouldn't watch that cloud of dust
And just keep on actin' tough
I wouldn't tell my friends, "It's all good now
I got more time for fishing."
I wouldn't need an empty bed
To know how bad, I miss you in it
No, I don't know how to make it up to you (don't know how to make it up to you)
But I damn sure know just what I wouldn't do
To stop those goodbye tears from fallin'
Get those bags out of the car and
Your clothes back in the closet
I wouldn't stand there on the porch
With you and your 4Runner runnin'
I wouldn't call your bluff when you packed it up
Said, I shoulda seen it comin'
I wouldn't watch that cloud of dust
And just keep on actin' tough
I wouldn't tell my friends, "It's all good now
I got more time for fishing."
I wouldn't need an empty bed
To know how bad, I miss you in it
No, I don't know how to make it up to you (don't know how to make it up to you)
But I damn sure know just what I wouldn't do
Yeah, I know what I wouldn't do
Writer: Emily Reid, Matthew Ryan Mcvaney, Travis Wood
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Buy Dirt
[feat. Luke Bryan]
[Jordan Davis]
Few days before he turned 80
He was sitting out back in a rocker
He said "what you been up to lately?"
I told him chasing a dollar
And in between sips of coffee
He poured this wisdom out
Said if you want my two cents on making a dollar count
Buy dirt
Find the one you can't live without
Get a ring, let your knee hit the ground
Do what you love but call it work
And throw a little money in the plate at church
Send some prayers up and your roots down deep
Add a few limbs to your family tree
And watch their pencils marks, and the grass in the yard
All grow up
'Cause the truth about it is it all goes by real quick
You can't buy happiness
But you can buy dirt
[Luke Bryan]
Before you get caught on that ladder
Let me tell you what it's all about
Find you a few things that matter
That you can put a fence around
And then he laid it out
[Jordan Davis & Luke Bryan]
Buy dirt
Find the one you can't live without
Get a ring, let your knee hit the ground
Do what you love but call it work
And throw a little money in the plate at church
Send some prayers up and your roots down deep
Add a few limbs to your family tree
And watch their pencils marks, and the grass in the yard
All grow up
'Cause the truth about it is it all goes by real quick
You can't buy happiness
But you can buy dirt
[Jordan Davis & Luke Bryan]
You can buy dirt
And thank the good Lord for it
'Cause He ain't makin' any more of it
Buy dirt
Find the one you can't live without
Get a ring, let your knee hit the ground
Do what you love but call it work
And throw a little money in the plate at church
Send some prayers up and your roots down deep
Add a few limbs to your family tree
And watch their pencils marks, and the grass in the yard
All grow up
'Cause the truth about it is it all goes by real quick
You can't buy happiness
But you can buy dirt
[Jordan Davis]
Few days before he turned 80
He was sitting out back in a rocker
He said "what you been up to lately?"
I told him chasing a dollar
And in between sips of coffee
He poured this wisdom out
Said if you want my two cents on making a dollar count
Buy dirt
Find the one you can't live without
Get a ring, let your knee hit the ground
Do what you love but call it work
And throw a little money in the plate at church
Send some prayers up and your roots down deep
Add a few limbs to your family tree
And watch their pencils marks, and the grass in the yard
All grow up
'Cause the truth about it is it all goes by real quick
You can't buy happiness
But you can buy dirt
[Luke Bryan]
Before you get caught on that ladder
Let me tell you what it's all about
Find you a few things that matter
That you can put a fence around
And then he laid it out
[Jordan Davis & Luke Bryan]
Buy dirt
Find the one you can't live without
Get a ring, let your knee hit the ground
Do what you love but call it work
And throw a little money in the plate at church
Send some prayers up and your roots down deep
Add a few limbs to your family tree
And watch their pencils marks, and the grass in the yard
All grow up
'Cause the truth about it is it all goes by real quick
You can't buy happiness
But you can buy dirt
[Jordan Davis & Luke Bryan]
You can buy dirt
And thank the good Lord for it
'Cause He ain't makin' any more of it
Buy dirt
Find the one you can't live without
Get a ring, let your knee hit the ground
Do what you love but call it work
And throw a little money in the plate at church
Send some prayers up and your roots down deep
Add a few limbs to your family tree
And watch their pencils marks, and the grass in the yard
All grow up
'Cause the truth about it is it all goes by real quick
You can't buy happiness
But you can buy dirt
Writer: Jacob J. Davis, Jordan Davis, Josh Jenkins, Matt Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Bluebird Days is the second studio album by American country music singer Jordan Davis.
Bluebird Days is Jordan Davis' second album, following his 2018 release Home State. In between these two albums he released two extended plays: a self-titled one in 2020 and Buy Dirt in 2021.
These respectively included the singles "Almost Maybes" and "Buy Dirt", a duet with Luke Bryan, which is also included on Bluebird Days. Davis wrote most of the songs on the album with his brother Jacob, as well as "Buy Dirt" co-writer Matt Jenkins. Paul DiGiovanni, lead guitarist of the band Boys Like Girls, produced the album.
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Jordan DavisBluebird Days is Jordan Davis' second album, following his 2018 release Home State. In between these two albums he released two extended plays: a self-titled one in 2020 and Buy Dirt in 2021.
These respectively included the singles "Almost Maybes" and "Buy Dirt", a duet with Luke Bryan, which is also included on Bluebird Days. Davis wrote most of the songs on the album with his brother Jacob, as well as "Buy Dirt" co-writer Matt Jenkins. Paul DiGiovanni, lead guitarist of the band Boys Like Girls, produced the album.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Paul DiGiovanni
Length: 53:33
Released: February 17th, 2023
Year: 2023