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Riley Green - Different 'Round Here Lyrics






There Was This Girl

Never knew my old man's truck could even run like that
Should've known better than to take that curve so fast
Daddy pulled up, I was down in a ditch
And he asked me why I did what I did

There was this girl, drink in her hand
Shootin' me a "Let's get into trouble" grin
I ain't never seen somethin' so fine
And I was doin' anything to make her mine
I was out of my mind, she was out of this world
There was this girl

Some folks ask me why I still pick this guitar
They say livin' that life on the road won't get you very far
I say man you should've been down in Tupelo
Seen what was in the front row

There was this girl, beer in her hand
Shootin' me a "Play a little Skynyrd" grin
She's turnin' it up, she's turnin' me on
And I'd play her anything she'd sing along
I was out of my mind, she was out of this world
There was this girl
Yeah, there was this girl

Didn't know a diamond ring could cost so much (damn)
Took six months on a farm 'fore I saved up
All my drinkin' buddies still out on the town
Wonderin' why I ever settled down

But there was this girl, holdin' my hand
Shootin' me a "Start a life together" grin
She's pullin' me in, she's straightenin' me out
And now I know what love is all about
I'm still out of my mind, she's still out of this world
There was this girl

Yeah, there was this girl
Yeah, there was this girl
There was this girl
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Writer: Erik Dylan, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Different Round Here

Round here fast is how the grass grows
Lost is what you find on a back road
Proof's in the whiskey, red's in the dirt
And hard work stops at the fence row

We stand for the flag, and if you don't like it, we don't care
'Cause we do things a little different round here

Brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mommas are love
The right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're...
Doing things a little different round here

Easy's at the end of a long day
Free's how you feel, not what you pay
Simple's how we live, thanks is what we give
And roots in the ground's why we stay

Brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mommas are love
The right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're...
Doing things a little different round here

Rain on a roof is what a song is
Home is where the heart is

Brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mommas are love
The right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're...
Doing things a little different round here
Yeah, we do things a little different round here
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Writer: Jonathan David Singleton, Riley Green, Randy Montana
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Same Old Song

If I found me somebody who could pay me cash money, a dollar for every beer I ever drank
A 10 for every Camel Light, give me 50 for a fist fight, I'd have a million dollars in the bank

Well I'd fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
Wouldn't change one thing even if I could
Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
Be the same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song

Wish I could get a buck for every one of them green head ducks that I've knocked down in that Mississippi mud
And if money grew on trees, then I could by anything
I'd buy the same ol', same old everything

And I'd fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
Wouldn't change one thing even if I could
Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
Be the same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song

Well I might buy my daddy one of them brand new Chevy's, take Mama to town, let her pick out somethin' nice

But I'd fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
Wouldn't change one thing even if I could
Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
Be the same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song

Yeah, same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song
Same old song
And I'd fish this same ol' hole (same ol' hole)
And I'd hunt these same ol' woods (same ol' woods)
And I'd drink these same ol' Coors (same ol' Coors)
And I'd wear these same ol' boots
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Writer: Erik Dylan Anderson, Jonathan Singleton, Riley Green, Jonathan David Singleton
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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In A Truck Right Now

His little feet can't reach the pedal so Daddy works the gas and brakes
Nine years old, "10 and 2," tryin' everything to keep it straight
Dreamin' he's Dale Earnhardt, outside of some little town
Somewhere in a truck right now
Worked all summer for those mud tires, some tint, and a three inch lift
Tryin' to catch a buzz from a couple Buds they stole from Daddy's fridge
Bed full of buddies, a cab full of smoke and a cooler loaded down
Somewhere in a truck right now

There's freedom in the headlights, and Hank comin' out the dash
Left arm out the window, and straight pipes out the back
There's a good ole boy like me out there, just proud to be drivin' around
Somewhere in a truck right now


17, got his daddy's keys, he knows the trouble he's in
'Cause that piece of Heaven ridin' shotgun's supposed to be home by 10:00
But it's way past midnight, parked on the edge of town
Somewhere in a truck right now


There's freedom in the headlights, and Hank comin' out the dash
Left arm out the window, and straight pipes out the back
There's a good ole boy like me out there, just proud to be drivin' around
Somewhere in a truck right now
Somewhere in a truck right now


When I close my eyes, I go there in my mind
And I'm rollin' through those Alabama pines
Somewhere in a truck right now


There's freedom in the headlights, and Hank comin' out the dash
Left arm out the window, with straight pipes out the back
There's a good ole boy like me out there, just proud to be drivin' around
Somewhere in a truck right now


Somewhere in a truck right now
Somewhere in a truck right now
Somewhere in a truck right now
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Writer: Erik Dylan, Randy Ennis Schlappi, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Hard To Leave

Damn, we left a beautiful mess on the hardwood floor
Your dress, my jeans paint a hell of a scene from the night before
The last thing I wanna do is get in my truck
All fingers crossed that Chevy don't fire up

'Cause, girl, you make it hard to leave
You've got some kind of hold on me
You drive me wild, giving me that smile
In my shirt and these sheets
Girl, I can't make these boots
Take a single step away from you
Got a goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Yeah, you make it hard to leave

I wish I had a dime for every single time you've made me late
Pulling these all-nighters might get me fired, but that's okay
I'd trade ten long hours on a roof in the summer heat
For another five minutes with you in this bed with me

'Cause, girl, you make it hard to leave
You've got some kind of hold on me
You drive me wild, giving me that smile
In my shirt and these sheets
Girl, I can't make these boots
Take a single step away from you
Got a goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
Yeah, you make it hard to leave

Lying here with you, the whole world can wait
There's just something 'bout you girl that makes it easy to stay

And hard to leave
You've got some kind of hold on me
You drive me wild, giving me that smile
In my shirt and these sheets
Girl, I can't make these boots
Take a single step away from you
Got a goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Yeah, the goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
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Writer: Randy Ennis Schlappi, Riley Green, Jessi Leigh Alexander
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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I Wish Grandpas Never Died

I wish girls you loved never gave back diamond rings
I wish every porch had a swing
Wish kids still learned to say "sir" and "ma'am"
How to shake a hand
I wish every state had a Birmingham

I wish everybody knew all the words to Mama Tried
I wish Monday mornings felt just like Friday nights

And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
And I wish high school home teams never lost
And back road drinkin' kids never got caught
And I wish the price of gas was low and cotton was high
I wish honky tonks didn't have no closing time
And I wish grandpas never died

I wish Sunday's on a creek bank would never end
Wish I could learn to drive again
Wish the first time, seventeen
She was my everything
Kiss in a Chevrolet could happen every day

I wish everybody overseas was gonna make it home
I wish Country music still got played on Country radio

And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
And I wish high school home teams never lost
And back road drinkin' kids never got caught
And I wish the price of gas was low and cotton was high
I wish honky tonks didn't have no closing time
And I wish grandpas never died
Never died

And I wish good dogs never got grey and old
I wish farms never got sold

And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
I wish high school home teams never lost
And back road drinkin' kids never got caught
And I wish the price of gas was low and cotton was high
I wish honky tonks didn't have no closing time
And I wish grandpas never died
I wish grandpas never died
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Bettin Man

If I was a race car driver
Well, I'd be right behind her
I'd be doing 90 in a 55
Trying to change her mind
And if I was an airplane pilot
I wouldn't be 35 thousand
I'd be drawing I'm sorry in the blue sky
Over isle 65

But if I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
Cussing me to hell an back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a 100 on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man

If I was a radio DJ
Well, I know the songs that I'd play
They'd be about coming home and making up
And falling back in love

But if I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
And cussing me to hell an back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a 100 on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man

If I was a bettin' man

If I was a bettin' man
I wouldn't have folded them winning hands
I wouldn't be sitting here drinkin' beer
Waiting on a second chance

If I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
And cussing me to hell and back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a 100 on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man
I'd put a 100 on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man

A bettin' man
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Numbers On The Cars

Stopped by that house on Nisbet Lake
He sittin' in his easy chair
Watchin' the Sunday evenin' race
Tells me my grandma's in the other room
Guess he forgot we laid her down
It'll be a year come June

Then he mumbles about Vietnam
He don't know who the hell I am
But the drivers, he tells me who they are
He still knows the numbers on the cars

Try to get him out like we used to
Now I load the truck and I drive the boat
'Cause there ain't much he can do
Cast him a line and watched it as it sank
Thinkin' how we used to talk for hours
Now he just stares at the bank
He used to know every stop in this fishin' hole
Though he probably thinks that we're in Mexico
But he knows his way around that boat
Even in the dark
And he still knows the numbers on the cars

I know he ain't all there
But I don't care
My mind still full of memories with him
And he may not know
All the words to the song
He still knows Merle Haggard's voice when he hears it

Stopped by that house on Nisbet Lake
With a couple of tickets
To go see the Sunday evenin' race
As we watched those cars fly around the track
I asked the Lord for just one more time bring my old friend back
Then somewhere around lap 23
The old man turned and smiled at me
For a moment I know he knows where we are
'Cause he still knows the numbers
He still knows the numbers
He still knows the numbers on the cars
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Writer: Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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My First Everything

You were in that two-piece in the bucket seat
Of my old man's red Camaro
Rolling down to Port Saint Joe
That FM dial cranked up to ten had Mellencamp
And I was picking out little pink houses
All the way down the coast

I got lost in your smile
I was flying down 59
And taking in every mile

That first time loving feeling
Midnight kiss I'm stealin'
Pullin' me in like we were there all along
First-time tequila buzz
Thinkin' every song that played was us
Singin' all the wrong words all night long
You were my first love
My first broken heart
That's all you were to me
Just my first everything

We left our shoes and our clothes
Up on the dock and we found an empty spot
Threw a blanket down in the sand
We tried to take it slow
For moving fast just to make it last
But when the sun came up on us, I was a man

That first time loving feeling
Midnight kiss I'm stealin'
Pullin' me in like we were there all along
First-time tequila buzz
Thinkin' every song that played was us
Singin' all the wrong words all night long
You were my first love
My first broken heart
That's all you were to me
Just my first everything
You were my first everything

If I only get one first time
Well, lookin' back, girl
I'm glad that you were mine

That first time loving feeling
Midnight kiss I'm stealin'
Pullin' me in like we were there all along
First-time tequila buzz
Thinkin' every song that played was us
Singin' all the wrong words all night long
You were my first love
My first broken heart
That's all you were to me
Just my first everything
You were my first everything
Just my first everything
My first everything
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Writer: Erik Dylan, Justin Weaver, Riley Green, Tyler Reeve
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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In Love By Now

Bet she's got them windows rolled down
Tom Petty's on, she's singin' along
Bet she's all tanned up from that summer sun

And she might be dancin'
To a long-haired cover band on the coast
But if I know her
She ain't dancin' alone

She's probably in love by now
A girl like that
Don't stay lonely long
And I bet she's already found
Somebody else
And he ain't doin' her wrong
Wouldn't do no good
Even if I could
Somehow track her down
She's probably in love by now

Bet she's prettying up some old boy's
Shotgun seat, toenails painted pink
I bet those RayBans are holdin' that blonde hair back

I bet he's holdin' her close at night
And she ain't losin' any sleep
If I know her
She sure ain't thinkin' bout me

She's probably in love by now
A girl like that
Don't stay lonely long
And I bet she's already found
Somebody else
And he ain't doin' her wrong
Wouldn't do no good
Even if I could
Somehow track her down
She's probably in love by now
Yeah she's probably in love

Wherever she is out there tonight
I bet her heart ain't hurtin' like mine

She's probably in love by now
Yeah she's probably in love by now

She's probably in love by now
A girl like that
Don't stay lonely long
And I bet she's already found
Somebody else
And he ain't doin' her wrong
Wouldn't do no good
Even if I could
Somehow track her down
She's probably in love by now

Yeah she's probably in love
She's probably in love by now
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Writer: Ben Hayslip, Marv Green, Rhett Akins, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Get That Man A Beer

Well, I heard they got married and they bought a little place
He worked nights, and she worked days
And they had two mean kids
His old dog and her wandering eyes

Well, I heard she's up to her old tricks again
And she did what she did to me to him
And the whole town knew it
Hell, I guess I dodged a bullet

So, if you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar
With a scar
On his left eye:
It's from a mean right hook of mine

He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
That he might've did me a favor

So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?

Well, I can see him there and he's sitting in the same ole stool
That I broke in when she broke me in two
And looking back now
Well, I reckon I owe him a round

So, if you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar
With a scar
On his left eye:
It's from a mean right hook of mine

He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
He might've did me a favor

So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?

If you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar
With a scar
On his left eye:
It's from a mean right hook of mine

He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
He might've did me a favor

So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?

Yeah, somebody, get that man a beer
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Writer: Channing Wilson, Jonathan David Singleton, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Break Up More Often

When you left the other night, I didn't think I'd see you again
It was a hell of a fight, it felt like it was the end
You broke down, we broke up, we were sayin' it was over
Here I am now, with your head on my shoulder

If tellin' each other goodbye is gonna lead to a long slow kiss
And if you tearin' out my drive is gonna get us makin' love like this
'Cause it's crazy to think that yesterday we weren't even talkin'
If this is how it's gonna be, then baby maybe we should break up more often

You left the charger by the bed, and that jacket that you always wore
So I shot you that text, said they're sittin' outside on the porch
But last night you showed up, I saw you standin' there at my door
Now that dress you had on is layin' on my floor

If tellin' each other goodbye is gonna lead to a long slow kiss
If you tearin' out my drive is gonna get us makin' love like this
'Cause it's crazy to think that yesterday we weren't even talkin'
If this is how it's gonna be, then baby maybe we should break up more often

And I don't even know what the fight was even over
But look us now, girl we've never been closer

If tellin' each other goodbye is gonna lead to a long slow kiss
If you tearin' out my drive is gonna get us makin' love like this
'Cause it's crazy to think that yesterday we weren't even talkin'
If this is how it's gonna be, then baby maybe we should break up more often

Let's break up more often
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Writer: Chris Dubois, Lynn Hutton, Riley Green
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Runnin with a Angel

Well, I heard they got married and they bought a little place
He worked nights, and she worked days
And they had two mean kids
His old dog and her wandering eyes

Well, I heard she's up to her old tricks again
And she did what she did to me to him
And the whole town knew it
Hell, I guess I dodged a bullet

So, if you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar
With a scar
On his left eye:
It's from a mean right hook of mine

He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
That he might've did me a favor

So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?

Well, I can see him there and he's sitting in the same ole stool
That I broke in when she broke me in two
And looking back now
Well, I reckon I owe him a round

So, if you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar
With a scar
On his left eye:
It's from a mean right hook of mine

He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
He might've did me a favor

So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?

If you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar
With a scar
On his left eye:
It's from a mean right hook of mine

He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
He might've did me a favor

So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?

Yeah, somebody, get that man a beer
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Writer: Riley Green
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Outlaws Like Us

"Outlaws Like Us"

Who's gonna give a middle finger to a man give a damn about Jesus and Jones
Who's gonna fight, turn a a wrong into right, throw a punch when your back's to the wall
Who's gonna drive them old trucks
Who're you gonna call when you're stuck

Outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight and cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
It's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us

We drink our beer, five o-clock, two for one at a bar where they know our last name
We stand our ground living high, we was raised, raise 'em up boys
Cause we ain't ashamed
We still got pride in the South
We don't let that flag hit the ground

Outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight and cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
It's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us
With outlaws like us

Buddy don't try pushing us
Cause we still got guns in our trucks

Outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight and cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
It's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us

Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight and cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
It's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us
Outlaws like us

Who's gonna give a middle finger to a man to the man
Give a damn about Jesus and Jones
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Writer: Erik Dyylan, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Different 'Round Here is the debut studio album by American country music singer Riley Green. It was released on September 20, 2019, via BMLG Records.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Dann Huff, Tyler Reeve, Ilya Toshinsky
Length: 49:03
Released: September 20th, 2019
Year: 2019

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