I've used words like bullets for the sake of my own pride
Paced holes in the hardwood in the name of bein' right
I've held back forgiveness, standin' alone on my own ground
But I see it different now
I've bet my life on that Everest I was climbin'
Bet my life on the crooked road that I was ridin'
Not every battle's worth it, I'll admit where I've gone wrong
But fightin' for your love
That's the hill I wanna die on
Forget about the dishes or the stupid things I said
I'll stay up all night to fix it so we can put it all to bed
Even if I'm right and I win
Oh, your heart'll feel the weight and I'll lose anyway
I've bet my life on that Everest I was climbin'
Bet my life on the crooked road that I was ridin'
Not every battle's worth it, I'll admit where I've gone wrong
But fightin' for your love
That's the hill I wanna die on, mm
(Ooh ooh ooh)
The hill I wanna die on
I've bet my life on this thing we built together
Built my life on you and me forever
Not every battle's worth it, I'll admit where I've gone wrong (I've gone wrong)
But fightin' for your love
Yeah, fightin' for your love
That's the hill I wanna die on
The hill I wanna die on
Thomas Rhett - Where We Started Album Lyrics
Thomas Rhett - Where We Started Lyrics
Writer: Emily Weisband, Jordan Reynolds, Lori Mckenna
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Church Boots
Click-clack, yeah
Church boots
Yeah, my old truck is my new truck
It'll get me A to B and then to you truck
My coffee cup looks like my whiskey glass
Yeah, most folks stay the same here
Same town, sundown, drink the same beer
And my future looks a lot like my past
Nothin' wrong with that
Yeah, my old guitar is my new guitar
And the hole-in-the-wall is my only bar
And the jeans with the rip in the knee
Are the ones that I wear on Friday night
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt
Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew
Yeah, my work boots are my church boots (woo hoo hoo hoo)
My church boots (yeah yeah) (woo hoo hoo hoo)
Click-clack (woo hoo hoo hoo)
Got the same luck that my dad did
And when I'm eighty, I'ma probably be the same kid
I'm a redneck, long-haired son of a country song
And my first love is my same love
And I kiss her every mornin' when I wake up
And I plan to every mornin' 'til I'm gone
Ain't nothin' wrong
My old guitar is my new guitar
And the hole-in-the-wall is my only bar
And the jeans with the rip in the knee
Are the ones that I wear on Friday night
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt
Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew
Yeah, my work boots are my church boots (woo hoo hoo hoo)
My church boots (yeah yeah) (woo hoo hoo hoo)
Click-clack (woo hoo hoo hoo)
They're all scuffed up, man, just like me
Tell a little story 'bout my history
Little mud on the back and a rip on the side
Don't think the good Lord minds
My church boots, mm
Are my work boots and my party boots
And I'll probably wear 'em to the beach too, you get the idea
Yeah, my old guitar is my new guitar
And the hole-in-the-wall is my only bar
And the jeans with the rip in the knee
Are the ones that I wear on Friday night
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt (makin' that money on the same dirt)
Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew
Yeah, my work boots are my church boots
Work boots are my church boots (woo hoo hoo hoo)
My church boots (woo hoo hoo hoo)
Yeah, yeah (click-clack) (woo hoo hoo hoo)
Yeah, my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt, yeah
Mm-mm-mm
Church boots
Yeah, my old truck is my new truck
It'll get me A to B and then to you truck
My coffee cup looks like my whiskey glass
Yeah, most folks stay the same here
Same town, sundown, drink the same beer
And my future looks a lot like my past
Nothin' wrong with that
Yeah, my old guitar is my new guitar
And the hole-in-the-wall is my only bar
And the jeans with the rip in the knee
Are the ones that I wear on Friday night
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt
Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew
Yeah, my work boots are my church boots (woo hoo hoo hoo)
My church boots (yeah yeah) (woo hoo hoo hoo)
Click-clack (woo hoo hoo hoo)
Got the same luck that my dad did
And when I'm eighty, I'ma probably be the same kid
I'm a redneck, long-haired son of a country song
And my first love is my same love
And I kiss her every mornin' when I wake up
And I plan to every mornin' 'til I'm gone
Ain't nothin' wrong
My old guitar is my new guitar
And the hole-in-the-wall is my only bar
And the jeans with the rip in the knee
Are the ones that I wear on Friday night
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt
Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew
Yeah, my work boots are my church boots (woo hoo hoo hoo)
My church boots (yeah yeah) (woo hoo hoo hoo)
Click-clack (woo hoo hoo hoo)
They're all scuffed up, man, just like me
Tell a little story 'bout my history
Little mud on the back and a rip on the side
Don't think the good Lord minds
My church boots, mm
Are my work boots and my party boots
And I'll probably wear 'em to the beach too, you get the idea
Yeah, my old guitar is my new guitar
And the hole-in-the-wall is my only bar
And the jeans with the rip in the knee
Are the ones that I wear on Friday night
And my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt (makin' that money on the same dirt)
Go straight from the farm to the bar to the back row pew
Yeah, my work boots are my church boots
Work boots are my church boots (woo hoo hoo hoo)
My church boots (woo hoo hoo hoo)
Yeah, yeah (click-clack) (woo hoo hoo hoo)
Yeah, my T-shirt is my good shirt
Makin' money and I party on the same dirt, yeah
Mm-mm-mm
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Ernest Smith, Jesse Frasure, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Bass Pro Hat
Hmm, yeah
Some people think that paradise is
Somewhere sunny and seventy-five, yeah
I'll admit that it sounds pretty sweet, man
But I got 'em beat man who needs a beach when
My baby got a Bass Pro hat turned back
In the cab of my tractor, yeah
She's up in my lap singin' songs with the words wrong
But it don't matter, no no
Ain't got a lot, but we got it made
Steady fallin' like a springtime rain
Sweet tea slow goin' nowhere fast
Might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
It might sound crazy but we like it like that
Old boots and worn out jeans
Mom and them living down the street
Yeah, I'm luckier than lucky number seven
Ridin' 'round and holdin' onto heaven when
My baby got a Bass Pro hat turned back
In the cab of my tractor, yeah
She's up in my lap singin' songs with the words wrong
But it don't matter, no no
Ain't got a lot, but we got it made
Steady fallin' like a springtime rain
Sweet tea slow goin' nowhere fast
Might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
It might sound crazy but we like it like that
Ooh
Like blackberry jam on a homemade biscuit
Ooh
Yeah, that's what I call small town livin' when
My baby got a Bass Pro hat turned back
In the cab of my tractor, yeah
She's up in my lap singin' songs with the words wrong
But it don't matter, no
Ain't got a lot, but we got it made
Steady fallin' like a springtime rain
Sweet tea slow goin' nowhere fast
Might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
It might sound crazy but we like it like that (yeah yeah)
It might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah (yeah yeah)
Ooh, hey yeah (yeah yeah)
It might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
Some people think that paradise is
Somewhere sunny and seventy-five, yeah
I'll admit that it sounds pretty sweet, man
But I got 'em beat man who needs a beach when
My baby got a Bass Pro hat turned back
In the cab of my tractor, yeah
She's up in my lap singin' songs with the words wrong
But it don't matter, no no
Ain't got a lot, but we got it made
Steady fallin' like a springtime rain
Sweet tea slow goin' nowhere fast
Might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
It might sound crazy but we like it like that
Old boots and worn out jeans
Mom and them living down the street
Yeah, I'm luckier than lucky number seven
Ridin' 'round and holdin' onto heaven when
My baby got a Bass Pro hat turned back
In the cab of my tractor, yeah
She's up in my lap singin' songs with the words wrong
But it don't matter, no no
Ain't got a lot, but we got it made
Steady fallin' like a springtime rain
Sweet tea slow goin' nowhere fast
Might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
It might sound crazy but we like it like that
Ooh
Like blackberry jam on a homemade biscuit
Ooh
Yeah, that's what I call small town livin' when
My baby got a Bass Pro hat turned back
In the cab of my tractor, yeah
She's up in my lap singin' songs with the words wrong
But it don't matter, no
Ain't got a lot, but we got it made
Steady fallin' like a springtime rain
Sweet tea slow goin' nowhere fast
Might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
It might sound crazy but we like it like that (yeah yeah)
It might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah (yeah yeah)
Ooh, hey yeah (yeah yeah)
It might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
Writer: Josh Miller, Josh Thompson, Matt Dragstrem, Thomas Rhett
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Anything Cold
Well, I'm hot and I'm sober, sun beatin' down on my shoulders
Hair shy of hungover, baby, you know what I need
I got one empty koozie, girl, you know I ain't boujee
I don't care I ain't choosy, so roll the dice for me
I'll even take a Zima, vodka in an Aquafina, or a margarita made in a can
Anything cold with alcohol
Soon as I'm poppin' that top and I got no troubles at all
Reach your hand in that cooler, baby, it's your call
Hand me anything cold with alcohol
Rolling Rock and I'm rollin', shot of Patrón and I'm golden
I'd be so happy holdin' a Corona and you
Yeah it's Friday and sunny, work can wait until Monday
Girl, be my drinkin' buddy and help me throw back a few
So sit down right beside me
And, baby, just surprise me
Somethin' lemon somethin' limey
As long as you can find me
Anything cold with alcohol
Soon as I'm poppin' that top and I got no troubles at all
Reach your hand in that cooler, baby, it's your call
Hand me anything cold with alcohol
(Ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh)
(Ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh)
So reach your hand down in that ice
Thirty-seven Fahrenheit
Could be heavy could be light
'Cause you know what I like (you know what I like)
Anything cold with alcohol
Soon as I'm poppin' that top and I got no troubles at all
Make it a Coke with some Jack or black cherry White Claw
Hand me anything cold with alcohol
(Anything cold with alcohol)
Hand me anything cold with alcohol
(Ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh)
(Ooh ooh-ooh)
Hair shy of hungover, baby, you know what I need
I got one empty koozie, girl, you know I ain't boujee
I don't care I ain't choosy, so roll the dice for me
I'll even take a Zima, vodka in an Aquafina, or a margarita made in a can
Anything cold with alcohol
Soon as I'm poppin' that top and I got no troubles at all
Reach your hand in that cooler, baby, it's your call
Hand me anything cold with alcohol
Rolling Rock and I'm rollin', shot of Patrón and I'm golden
I'd be so happy holdin' a Corona and you
Yeah it's Friday and sunny, work can wait until Monday
Girl, be my drinkin' buddy and help me throw back a few
So sit down right beside me
And, baby, just surprise me
Somethin' lemon somethin' limey
As long as you can find me
Anything cold with alcohol
Soon as I'm poppin' that top and I got no troubles at all
Reach your hand in that cooler, baby, it's your call
Hand me anything cold with alcohol
(Ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh)
(Ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh)
So reach your hand down in that ice
Thirty-seven Fahrenheit
Could be heavy could be light
'Cause you know what I like (you know what I like)
Anything cold with alcohol
Soon as I'm poppin' that top and I got no troubles at all
Make it a Coke with some Jack or black cherry White Claw
Hand me anything cold with alcohol
(Anything cold with alcohol)
Hand me anything cold with alcohol
(Ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh, ooh ooh-ooh)
(Ooh ooh-ooh)
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jesse Frasure, Shane Mcanally, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Angels
I don't talk to God like you always tell me I should
I don't live my life every day like you prayed that I would, uh
Yeah, I'm a mess of a man with lessons to learn
You're the last thing on earth I deserve
You shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock and said, adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Maybe angels don't always have wings
I ain't that type of guy that miracles wake up next to
For too long, I didn't know what I had, but dang, these days I do
If I make it to Heaven, it'll be by a hair
But one look at you and I'm there
You shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock and said, adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Maybe angels don't always have
Wings and halos
But hey, what do I know?
'Cause I dang near drug one through hell
But you shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock and said, adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Whoa, now I believe that maybe angels don't always have wings
Mm
They don't always have wings
I don't live my life every day like you prayed that I would, uh
Yeah, I'm a mess of a man with lessons to learn
You're the last thing on earth I deserve
You shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock and said, adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Maybe angels don't always have wings
I ain't that type of guy that miracles wake up next to
For too long, I didn't know what I had, but dang, these days I do
If I make it to Heaven, it'll be by a hair
But one look at you and I'm there
You shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock and said, adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Maybe angels don't always have
Wings and halos
But hey, what do I know?
'Cause I dang near drug one through hell
But you shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock and said, adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Whoa, now I believe that maybe angels don't always have wings
Mm
They don't always have wings
Writer: Jaten Collin Dimsdale, Josh Thompson, Julian Bunetta, Thomas Rhett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Half Of Me
Yeah, I'm supposed to mow the grass today
I'm supposed to fix the fence
But with the sun beatin' down on me
It's hard to make it make sense
Half of me wants a cold beer
Yeah, that's the cold hard truth
And with a 'frigerator stocked full of 'em
Tell me, what's a boy to do?
I ain't even tryna fight, it's already been decided
The sky and the mountains are blue
Half of me wants a cold beer
And the other half does too
Yeah, I kinda need to wash my truck
But hell, I kinda don't care
I think old Alan Jackson said it best
"It's 5 o'clock somewhere"
Half of me wants a cold beer
Yeah, that's the cold hard truth
And with a 'frigerator stocked full of 'em
Tell me, what's a boy to do?
I ain't even tryna fight, it's already been decided
The sky and the mountains are blue
Half of me wants a cold beer
Yeah, the other half does too
Yeah, yeah
Half of me wants a cold beer
If I did what I should be doing
Buddy, that would really ruin all the fun, yeah
There's a world of bad decisions out there
But this ain't one
'Cause half of me wants a cold, cold beer
Yeah, that's the cold hard truth (yeah, it is)
And with a 'frigerator stocked full of 'em
Tell me, what's a boy to do?
I ain't even tryna fight, it's already been decided
The sky and the mountains are blue
Half of me wants a cold beer
And the other half does too
Yeah, half of me wants a cold, cold beer
The other half wants two
Woo hoo
(That sounds good, but I can't tell if it's 'cause you're in it or not)
I'm supposed to fix the fence
But with the sun beatin' down on me
It's hard to make it make sense
Half of me wants a cold beer
Yeah, that's the cold hard truth
And with a 'frigerator stocked full of 'em
Tell me, what's a boy to do?
I ain't even tryna fight, it's already been decided
The sky and the mountains are blue
Half of me wants a cold beer
And the other half does too
Yeah, I kinda need to wash my truck
But hell, I kinda don't care
I think old Alan Jackson said it best
"It's 5 o'clock somewhere"
Half of me wants a cold beer
Yeah, that's the cold hard truth
And with a 'frigerator stocked full of 'em
Tell me, what's a boy to do?
I ain't even tryna fight, it's already been decided
The sky and the mountains are blue
Half of me wants a cold beer
Yeah, the other half does too
Yeah, yeah
Half of me wants a cold beer
If I did what I should be doing
Buddy, that would really ruin all the fun, yeah
There's a world of bad decisions out there
But this ain't one
'Cause half of me wants a cold, cold beer
Yeah, that's the cold hard truth (yeah, it is)
And with a 'frigerator stocked full of 'em
Tell me, what's a boy to do?
I ain't even tryna fight, it's already been decided
The sky and the mountains are blue
Half of me wants a cold beer
And the other half does too
Yeah, half of me wants a cold, cold beer
The other half wants two
Woo hoo
(That sounds good, but I can't tell if it's 'cause you're in it or not)
Writer: Josh Thompson, Rhett Akins, Thomas Rhett Akins, William L. Bundy
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Bring The Bar
(Da da, da da, da)
(Da da, da da)
Yeah, I know I was gonna pick you up at eight
But I was thinkin' we could change it up
'Cause clubs are overrated, all our friends can wait
And we just need the two of us
(oh oh)
So tell me whatchya drinkin'
'Cause baby, I was thinkin'
I could just come over tonight
Baby, you don't need to get all dressed up
You ain't gotta wear your high heeled shoes
We ain't gotta pay no cover downtown
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
You want tequila or some Cabernet?
Say the word I got you, babe
I'll be there in a minute or two
We ain't gotta go nowhere to party
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
All we need's a speaker, we don't need no band
Tell me girl what you wanna hear
(Tell me girl what you wanna hear)
We don't need 'em watchin', baby, when we dance
We ain't gotta go anywhere
I'll be your bartender
I'll be your shot sender
Pour you up a night we won't remember
Baby, you don't need to get all dressed up
You ain't gotta wear your high heeled shoes
We ain't gotta pay no cover downtown
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
You want tequila or some Cabernet?
Say the word I got you, babe
I'll be there in a minute or two
We ain't gotta go nowhere to party
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
(I can bring the bar to you)
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
(I can bring the bar to you)
No, I don't want anybody
Anybody but you
No, I don't want any party
Just a party for two
There ain't no closin' time
There ain't no last call
We'll kill the lights and take it down the hall
Baby, you don't need to get all dressed up
You ain't gotta wear your high heeled shoes (ain't gotta wear)
We ain't gotta pay no cover downtown (ain't gotta pay no cover)
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
You want tequila or some Cabernet?
Say the word I got you, babe
I'll be there in a minute or two
We ain't gotta go nowhere to party
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
(Baby, let me bring the bar to you)
We ain't gotta go nowhere to party
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
(Da da, da da)
Yeah, I know I was gonna pick you up at eight
But I was thinkin' we could change it up
'Cause clubs are overrated, all our friends can wait
And we just need the two of us
(oh oh)
So tell me whatchya drinkin'
'Cause baby, I was thinkin'
I could just come over tonight
Baby, you don't need to get all dressed up
You ain't gotta wear your high heeled shoes
We ain't gotta pay no cover downtown
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
You want tequila or some Cabernet?
Say the word I got you, babe
I'll be there in a minute or two
We ain't gotta go nowhere to party
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
All we need's a speaker, we don't need no band
Tell me girl what you wanna hear
(Tell me girl what you wanna hear)
We don't need 'em watchin', baby, when we dance
We ain't gotta go anywhere
I'll be your bartender
I'll be your shot sender
Pour you up a night we won't remember
Baby, you don't need to get all dressed up
You ain't gotta wear your high heeled shoes
We ain't gotta pay no cover downtown
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
You want tequila or some Cabernet?
Say the word I got you, babe
I'll be there in a minute or two
We ain't gotta go nowhere to party
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
(I can bring the bar to you)
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
(I can bring the bar to you)
No, I don't want anybody
Anybody but you
No, I don't want any party
Just a party for two
There ain't no closin' time
There ain't no last call
We'll kill the lights and take it down the hall
Baby, you don't need to get all dressed up
You ain't gotta wear your high heeled shoes (ain't gotta wear)
We ain't gotta pay no cover downtown (ain't gotta pay no cover)
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
You want tequila or some Cabernet?
Say the word I got you, babe
I'll be there in a minute or two
We ain't gotta go nowhere to party
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Ah, yeah yeah yeah
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
(Baby, let me bring the bar to you)
We ain't gotta go nowhere to party
Baby, I can bring the bar to you
Writer: Ashley Gorley, Jesse Frasure, Parker Welling, Rhett Akins, Thomas Rhett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Paradise
It happens every time
Pop that top, squeeze that lime
I get to feelin' like a Buffett song
Blame it on your sunkissed tan
Your hand there in my hand
Every day's a trip that you send me on
It don't take much and it won't take long
'Til I'm goin', goin', gone and
We let that sun do its sunset thing
I pour a little pull me closer whiskey drink
I'm just happy to be sittin' in your southern breeze
So come and kiss me like you did when we were seventeen
Your green eyes got me goin'
Off where them waves are rollin'
Livin' on your summertime
If you wonder what lovin' you looks like
I call it paradise
You call me crazy but I'm just a ukulele
On your white sand beach that you're strummin' on
Long as I'm the melody
I'd say I'm one lucky me
If I get to be the song that you're hummin' on
It don't take much and it won't take long
Until I'm goin', goin', gone and
We let that sun do its sunset thing
I pour a little pull me closer whiskey drink
I'm just happy to be sittin' in your southern breeze
So come and kiss me like you did when we were seventeen
Your green eyes got me goin'
Off where them waves are rollin'
Livin' on your summertime
If you wonder what lovin' you looks like
I call it paradise
I call it paradise, oh yeah
Yeah, girl, when we're together
I go to sunny weather
Yeah, you make perfect better every time
Your kiss is just so magic
One touch it's automatic
Like that I'm soakin' up the blue in your sky and
We let that sun do its sunset thing
I pour a little pull me closer whiskey drink
I'm just happy to be floatin' in your southern breeze
So come and kiss me like you did when we were seventeen
Your green eyes got me goin'
Off where them waves are rollin'
Livin' on your summertime
If you wonder what lovin' you looks like
I call it paradise
I call it paradise, oh yeah
Pop that top, squeeze that lime
I get to feelin' like a Buffett song
Blame it on your sunkissed tan
Your hand there in my hand
Every day's a trip that you send me on
It don't take much and it won't take long
'Til I'm goin', goin', gone and
We let that sun do its sunset thing
I pour a little pull me closer whiskey drink
I'm just happy to be sittin' in your southern breeze
So come and kiss me like you did when we were seventeen
Your green eyes got me goin'
Off where them waves are rollin'
Livin' on your summertime
If you wonder what lovin' you looks like
I call it paradise
You call me crazy but I'm just a ukulele
On your white sand beach that you're strummin' on
Long as I'm the melody
I'd say I'm one lucky me
If I get to be the song that you're hummin' on
It don't take much and it won't take long
Until I'm goin', goin', gone and
We let that sun do its sunset thing
I pour a little pull me closer whiskey drink
I'm just happy to be sittin' in your southern breeze
So come and kiss me like you did when we were seventeen
Your green eyes got me goin'
Off where them waves are rollin'
Livin' on your summertime
If you wonder what lovin' you looks like
I call it paradise
I call it paradise, oh yeah
Yeah, girl, when we're together
I go to sunny weather
Yeah, you make perfect better every time
Your kiss is just so magic
One touch it's automatic
Like that I'm soakin' up the blue in your sky and
We let that sun do its sunset thing
I pour a little pull me closer whiskey drink
I'm just happy to be floatin' in your southern breeze
So come and kiss me like you did when we were seventeen
Your green eyes got me goin'
Off where them waves are rollin'
Livin' on your summertime
If you wonder what lovin' you looks like
I call it paradise
I call it paradise, oh yeah
Writer: Ernest K. Smith, Josh Thompson, Matthew Peters Dragstrem, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Death Row
Yeah, just last week I went to prison
To see some boys down on death row
Brought some guitars and my buddies
To play some songs I thought they'd know, huh
Yeah, I could feel myself tremblin'
When I shook one of their hands
I thought that he would be a monster
It turns out he's a whole lot like I am
Yeah, we talked huntin', we talked fishin'
Like I do with boys back home
How Jesus is the ticket
And narrow is the road
About how all we need's forgiveness
'Fore we see them streets of gold
Yeah, I learned a lot about livin' from them boys down on death row
One of 'em's name was Johnny
Ain't touched the grass in thirty years
Maybe, I ain't supposed to feel sorry, naw
But it 'bout brought me to tears
Then it hit me, we're all human
Ain't always proud of what we've done
Everybody's days are numbered
Only difference is they all know which one
We talked huntin', we talked fishin'
Like I do with boys back home
How Jesus is the ticket
And narrow is the road
About how all we need's forgiveness
'Fore we see them streets of gold
Yeah, I learned a lot about livin' from them boys down on death row
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
One of 'em sang, "Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound"
With one hand raised and one foot chained to the ground
Yeah, he sang it like he knew he'd just been found
Yeah, that next week, they laid him six feet down
Oh oh
I can't say that he's in Heaven, who am I to judge his soul?
But Jesus don't play favorites, ain't a name that He don't know
Yeah, I learned that and then some, from the boys down on death row
I learned all that and then some, from the boys down on death row
To see some boys down on death row
Brought some guitars and my buddies
To play some songs I thought they'd know, huh
Yeah, I could feel myself tremblin'
When I shook one of their hands
I thought that he would be a monster
It turns out he's a whole lot like I am
Yeah, we talked huntin', we talked fishin'
Like I do with boys back home
How Jesus is the ticket
And narrow is the road
About how all we need's forgiveness
'Fore we see them streets of gold
Yeah, I learned a lot about livin' from them boys down on death row
One of 'em's name was Johnny
Ain't touched the grass in thirty years
Maybe, I ain't supposed to feel sorry, naw
But it 'bout brought me to tears
Then it hit me, we're all human
Ain't always proud of what we've done
Everybody's days are numbered
Only difference is they all know which one
We talked huntin', we talked fishin'
Like I do with boys back home
How Jesus is the ticket
And narrow is the road
About how all we need's forgiveness
'Fore we see them streets of gold
Yeah, I learned a lot about livin' from them boys down on death row
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
One of 'em sang, "Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound"
With one hand raised and one foot chained to the ground
Yeah, he sang it like he knew he'd just been found
Yeah, that next week, they laid him six feet down
Oh oh
I can't say that he's in Heaven, who am I to judge his soul?
But Jesus don't play favorites, ain't a name that He don't know
Yeah, I learned that and then some, from the boys down on death row
I learned all that and then some, from the boys down on death row
Writer: Ashley Gorley, Thomas Rhett, Zach Crowell
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Mamas Front Door
Your mama's front door, scared the hell out of me
Marching up to it, just barely sixteen
They said, "Be back by 10", and at 9:54
I kissed you goodnight at your mama's front door
You'd sneak me in and I'd sneak you out
And we cuss that hinge for being too loud
That time I broke up, I'm forget now what for
But I 'bout broke down your mama's front door
Today it just hit me, that I got some history
With every square inch of that faded brick porch
It's crazy to think how much my life has changed now
And it just keeps changing a little bit more
Every time I show up at your mama's front door
Yeah, I've left some flowers on that welcome mat
Showed up unannounced for a talk with your dad
It wasn't a mystery what I was there for
But he gave me his blessin' at your mama's front door
Today it just hit me that I got some history
With every square inch of that faded brick porch
It's crazy to think how much my life has changed now
And it just keeps changing a little bit more
Every time I show up at your mama's front door
Oh oh oh
At your mama's front door
Yeah yeah, yeah
I'm at your mama's front door
I had to knock with my knee
Got three crazy kids hangin' all over me
When I sat 'em down, my heart fell through the floor
Watching 'em run through your mama's front door
Yeah, life just keeps changin' just a little bit more
Every time I show up at your mama's front door
Marching up to it, just barely sixteen
They said, "Be back by 10", and at 9:54
I kissed you goodnight at your mama's front door
You'd sneak me in and I'd sneak you out
And we cuss that hinge for being too loud
That time I broke up, I'm forget now what for
But I 'bout broke down your mama's front door
Today it just hit me, that I got some history
With every square inch of that faded brick porch
It's crazy to think how much my life has changed now
And it just keeps changing a little bit more
Every time I show up at your mama's front door
Yeah, I've left some flowers on that welcome mat
Showed up unannounced for a talk with your dad
It wasn't a mystery what I was there for
But he gave me his blessin' at your mama's front door
Today it just hit me that I got some history
With every square inch of that faded brick porch
It's crazy to think how much my life has changed now
And it just keeps changing a little bit more
Every time I show up at your mama's front door
Oh oh oh
At your mama's front door
Yeah yeah, yeah
I'm at your mama's front door
I had to knock with my knee
Got three crazy kids hangin' all over me
When I sat 'em down, my heart fell through the floor
Watching 'em run through your mama's front door
Yeah, life just keeps changin' just a little bit more
Every time I show up at your mama's front door
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Chase Mcgill, Matthew Peters Dragstrem, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Slow Down Summer
Your shades on my dashboard, shoes on my floorboard
Lived in that old Chevrolet
We were two Roman candles, too hot to handle
Two hearts that couldn't be tamed
Yeah, we knew what was comin'
And laughed it off like it was nothin'
Oh, but time kept on runnin' and runnin' away
Yeah, what can I say
We had our hopes up and the windows down
Fallin' fast in a one-lane town
Tangled up with your lips on mine
Never seen a brighter green in those eyes and
I put my jacket on your shoulder
Wishin' the weather wasn't gettin' colder
Letting you go, holdin' onto each other
Closin' our eyes, sayin', "Slow down, summer"
(Slow down, summer, summer, summer, summer)
I was beggin' those leaves, "Don't go changin' on me"
Friday night lights, stay away
But the fourth of July was just smoke in the sky
And our sunburns were startin' to fade
Yeah, we knew what was comin'
And laughed it off like it was nothin'
Oh, but time kept on runnin' and runnin' away
Yeah, those were the days
We had our hopes up and the windows down
Fallin' fast in a one-lane town
Tangled up with your lips on mine
Never seen a brighter green in those eyes and
I put my jacket on your shoulder
Wishin' the weather wasn't gettin' colder
Letting you go, holdin' onto each other
Closin' our eyes, sayin', "Slow down, summer"
(Slow down, summer, summer, summer)
Why couldn't you slow down, summer?
Just wait a minute, we weren't finished
Can we just hold onto each other?
Take me back to the beginnin'
Oh
Slow down, summer (summer, summer, summer, summer)
Slow down, summer (summer)
Yeah, those were the days
We had our hopes up and the windows down
Fallin' fast in a one-lane town
Tangled up with your lips on mine
Never seen a brighter green in those eyes and
I put my jacket on your shoulder
Wishin' the weather wasn't gettin' colder
Letting you go, holdin' onto each other
Closin' our eyes, sayin', "Slow down, summer"
Oh (slow down, summer, summer, summer)
Slow down, summer, yeah
Why couldn't you slow down, summer?
Why couldn't you slow down?
Slow down
Why couldn't you slow down, summer?
Lived in that old Chevrolet
We were two Roman candles, too hot to handle
Two hearts that couldn't be tamed
Yeah, we knew what was comin'
And laughed it off like it was nothin'
Oh, but time kept on runnin' and runnin' away
Yeah, what can I say
We had our hopes up and the windows down
Fallin' fast in a one-lane town
Tangled up with your lips on mine
Never seen a brighter green in those eyes and
I put my jacket on your shoulder
Wishin' the weather wasn't gettin' colder
Letting you go, holdin' onto each other
Closin' our eyes, sayin', "Slow down, summer"
(Slow down, summer, summer, summer, summer)
I was beggin' those leaves, "Don't go changin' on me"
Friday night lights, stay away
But the fourth of July was just smoke in the sky
And our sunburns were startin' to fade
Yeah, we knew what was comin'
And laughed it off like it was nothin'
Oh, but time kept on runnin' and runnin' away
Yeah, those were the days
We had our hopes up and the windows down
Fallin' fast in a one-lane town
Tangled up with your lips on mine
Never seen a brighter green in those eyes and
I put my jacket on your shoulder
Wishin' the weather wasn't gettin' colder
Letting you go, holdin' onto each other
Closin' our eyes, sayin', "Slow down, summer"
(Slow down, summer, summer, summer)
Why couldn't you slow down, summer?
Just wait a minute, we weren't finished
Can we just hold onto each other?
Take me back to the beginnin'
Oh
Slow down, summer (summer, summer, summer, summer)
Slow down, summer (summer)
Yeah, those were the days
We had our hopes up and the windows down
Fallin' fast in a one-lane town
Tangled up with your lips on mine
Never seen a brighter green in those eyes and
I put my jacket on your shoulder
Wishin' the weather wasn't gettin' colder
Letting you go, holdin' onto each other
Closin' our eyes, sayin', "Slow down, summer"
Oh (slow down, summer, summer, summer)
Slow down, summer, yeah
Why couldn't you slow down, summer?
Why couldn't you slow down?
Slow down
Why couldn't you slow down, summer?
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jesse Vernon Frasure, Rhett Akins, Sean Maxwell Douglas, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Simple As A Song
(If I give my heart)
(If I give my heart)
Just take it don't break it
I want the real thing baby don't fake it, I
I wanna know what heaven feels like
Like Johnny and June kinda Walk The Line, we got
Nothin' but just us tonight, I wanna
Feel that stand the test of time, baby, the
Kind of thing you wanna put on repeat
So wrap me up in your melody
Love me simple, love me slow
Love me easy as a river rolls
Love me like a six string strummin' on a porch swing
Back seat, love me like we're sixteen, classic like
1950 if you're with me
Wanna feel every word when you kiss me
In your arms, baby, all night long
If you're gonna love me, baby, love me simple as a song
Oh
Baby, love me simple as a song
Ooh oh oh (If I give my heart)
Just believe it, always mean it
Don't let anything ever get between it, girl
You got it beatin' like a dance floor if you
If you want it then it's all yours, if you're
Gonna hold it, hold it tight 'cause
It's been broken once or twice, but
I'll be the rhythm you can sing to
Like one, two, three chords and the truth, yeah
Love me simple, love me slow
Love me easy as a river rolls
Love me like a six string strummin' on a porch swing
Back seat, love me like we're sixteen, classic like
1950 if you're with me
Wanna feel every word when you kiss me
In your arms, baby, all night long
If you're gonna love me, baby, love me simple as a song
Oh, yeah simple as a song, oh
(If I give my heart)
Will you give yours back to me
And treat it like your own (If I give my heart)
Love me simple, love me slow
Love me easy as a river rolls
Love me like a six string strummin' on a porch swing
Back seat, love me like we're sixteen, classic like
1950 if you're with me
Wanna feel every word when you kiss me
In your arms, baby, all night long
If you're gonna love me
Baby, love me simple as a song
Baby, love me simple as a song
Oh, yeah (If I give my heart)
Just believe it, always mean it
Don't let anything ever get between it, girl
If you're gonna love me
Baby, love me simple as a song
(If I give my heart)
Just take it don't break it
I want the real thing baby don't fake it, I
I wanna know what heaven feels like
Like Johnny and June kinda Walk The Line, we got
Nothin' but just us tonight, I wanna
Feel that stand the test of time, baby, the
Kind of thing you wanna put on repeat
So wrap me up in your melody
Love me simple, love me slow
Love me easy as a river rolls
Love me like a six string strummin' on a porch swing
Back seat, love me like we're sixteen, classic like
1950 if you're with me
Wanna feel every word when you kiss me
In your arms, baby, all night long
If you're gonna love me, baby, love me simple as a song
Oh
Baby, love me simple as a song
Ooh oh oh (If I give my heart)
Just believe it, always mean it
Don't let anything ever get between it, girl
You got it beatin' like a dance floor if you
If you want it then it's all yours, if you're
Gonna hold it, hold it tight 'cause
It's been broken once or twice, but
I'll be the rhythm you can sing to
Like one, two, three chords and the truth, yeah
Love me simple, love me slow
Love me easy as a river rolls
Love me like a six string strummin' on a porch swing
Back seat, love me like we're sixteen, classic like
1950 if you're with me
Wanna feel every word when you kiss me
In your arms, baby, all night long
If you're gonna love me, baby, love me simple as a song
Oh, yeah simple as a song, oh
(If I give my heart)
Will you give yours back to me
And treat it like your own (If I give my heart)
Love me simple, love me slow
Love me easy as a river rolls
Love me like a six string strummin' on a porch swing
Back seat, love me like we're sixteen, classic like
1950 if you're with me
Wanna feel every word when you kiss me
In your arms, baby, all night long
If you're gonna love me
Baby, love me simple as a song
Baby, love me simple as a song
Oh, yeah (If I give my heart)
Just believe it, always mean it
Don't let anything ever get between it, girl
If you're gonna love me
Baby, love me simple as a song
Writer: Josh Thompson, Luke Laird, Thomas Rhett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Us Someday
I do and a ring on your hand
Raise a toast with some cheap champagne
Tears fall from your daddy on your first dance
Couple cans on a Chevrolet
Right now feels like forever
Like it's a million miles away
But I can see us together
My love, that'll be us someday
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Couple kids runnin' wild in the backyard
Handprints in a new driveway
Road trips in a packed-out old car
Little league on a Saturday
You call me a crazy dreamer
But I'm gonna dream away
Close my eyes and I swear I see it
My love, that'll be us someday
(Oh oh, oh) that'll be us someday
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Ooh, you can't control the way life's gonna go
But if there's one thing that I know
Is you and me in an old rockin' chair
You're still pretty and I'm turnin' gray
Thinkin' back on the memories we shared
Thinkin' 'bout what you used to say
Boy, you're a crazy dreamer
But I knew in that moment babe
Our love would just grow deeper
My love, that'll be us someday
(Oh oh, oh oh)
I knew back then that would be us someday (oh oh, oh oh)
(Oh oh, oh oh) That would be us someday
(Oh oh, oh oh) oh, That'll be us someday
Raise a toast with some cheap champagne
Tears fall from your daddy on your first dance
Couple cans on a Chevrolet
Right now feels like forever
Like it's a million miles away
But I can see us together
My love, that'll be us someday
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Couple kids runnin' wild in the backyard
Handprints in a new driveway
Road trips in a packed-out old car
Little league on a Saturday
You call me a crazy dreamer
But I'm gonna dream away
Close my eyes and I swear I see it
My love, that'll be us someday
(Oh oh, oh) that'll be us someday
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh
Ooh, you can't control the way life's gonna go
But if there's one thing that I know
Is you and me in an old rockin' chair
You're still pretty and I'm turnin' gray
Thinkin' back on the memories we shared
Thinkin' 'bout what you used to say
Boy, you're a crazy dreamer
But I knew in that moment babe
Our love would just grow deeper
My love, that'll be us someday
(Oh oh, oh oh)
I knew back then that would be us someday (oh oh, oh oh)
(Oh oh, oh oh) That would be us someday
(Oh oh, oh oh) oh, That'll be us someday
Writer: Amy Wadge, Jesse Frasure, Rhett Akins, Thomas Rhett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Somebody Like Me
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
I said, "Hey girl, what you drinkin'?"
She said, "I'm 'on stop you right there, right now"
I said, "Hold up girl, that wasn't my intention
I just think you're beautiful, can I buy you a round?"
She said, "I'm all over relationships
Yeah, just came off of that buzz
Yeah, I ain't lookin' for nothin' serious
Oh, but if I was"
He can't be afraid to get his white truck muddy
He gotta pick me over all of his buddies
Somebody that's fit but not too athletic
Somebody that's tough but a little poetic
Somebody that don't come from trust fund money
Somebody that thinks all my bad jokes sound funny
Yeah, call me crazy but it's easy to see (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Yeah baby, I think that you're lookin' for someone like me, oh yeah
Somebody like me
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
She said, "You're either cocky or confident
Or a little bit of both, I ain't decided yet
It's a little bit cute to be honest"
I said, "Naw girl, you're just being modest but anyway
He can't be blowin' up my phone
He can't be callin' askin' when I'm comin' home
I'm so sorry it must be the Tanqueray
Guess what I'm tryin' to say?"
He can't be afraid to get his white truck muddy
He gotta pick me over all of his buddies
Somebody that's fit but not too athletic
Somebody that's tough but a little poetic
Somebody that don't come from trust fund money
Somebody that thinks all my bad jokes sound funny
Yeah, call me crazy but it's easy to see
Yeah, baby, I think that you're lookin' for someone like me, oh yeah
Somebody like me
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Oh, let me tell you what she said
He can't be afraid to get his white truck muddy
He gotta pick me over all of his buddies
Somebody who's fit but not too athletic
Somebody who's tough but a little poetic (just a little bit)
Somebody that don't come from trust fund money
Somebody that thinks all my bad jokes sound funny (all my bad jokes sound funny)
Yeah, call me crazy but it's easy to see (it's so easy to see)
Yeah baby, I think that you're lookin' for someone like me
(I know you're lookin' babe, I know you're lookin' babe)
For somebody like me
(Somebody like)
(Somebody like, somebody like me)
(Somebody like, somebody like me)
Baby, I think that you're lookin' for someone like me
I said, "Hey girl, what you drinkin'?"
She said, "I'm 'on stop you right there, right now"
I said, "Hold up girl, that wasn't my intention
I just think you're beautiful, can I buy you a round?"
She said, "I'm all over relationships
Yeah, just came off of that buzz
Yeah, I ain't lookin' for nothin' serious
Oh, but if I was"
He can't be afraid to get his white truck muddy
He gotta pick me over all of his buddies
Somebody that's fit but not too athletic
Somebody that's tough but a little poetic
Somebody that don't come from trust fund money
Somebody that thinks all my bad jokes sound funny
Yeah, call me crazy but it's easy to see (la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Yeah baby, I think that you're lookin' for someone like me, oh yeah
Somebody like me
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
She said, "You're either cocky or confident
Or a little bit of both, I ain't decided yet
It's a little bit cute to be honest"
I said, "Naw girl, you're just being modest but anyway
He can't be blowin' up my phone
He can't be callin' askin' when I'm comin' home
I'm so sorry it must be the Tanqueray
Guess what I'm tryin' to say?"
He can't be afraid to get his white truck muddy
He gotta pick me over all of his buddies
Somebody that's fit but not too athletic
Somebody that's tough but a little poetic
Somebody that don't come from trust fund money
Somebody that thinks all my bad jokes sound funny
Yeah, call me crazy but it's easy to see
Yeah, baby, I think that you're lookin' for someone like me, oh yeah
Somebody like me
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la)
Oh, let me tell you what she said
He can't be afraid to get his white truck muddy
He gotta pick me over all of his buddies
Somebody who's fit but not too athletic
Somebody who's tough but a little poetic (just a little bit)
Somebody that don't come from trust fund money
Somebody that thinks all my bad jokes sound funny (all my bad jokes sound funny)
Yeah, call me crazy but it's easy to see (it's so easy to see)
Yeah baby, I think that you're lookin' for someone like me
(I know you're lookin' babe, I know you're lookin' babe)
For somebody like me
(Somebody like)
(Somebody like, somebody like me)
(Somebody like, somebody like me)
Baby, I think that you're lookin' for someone like me
Writer: Josh Thompson, Matthew Dragstrem, Rhett Akins, Thomas Rhett Akins, Matthew Peters Dragstrem
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Where We Started
I'd come through around two
And pick you up right after your shift
And drive that Chevrolet like a getaway
You'd be counting your tips
Windows down and screaming, "I will wait for us
Everybody, just wait for us
Yeah, we're comin' just wait for us"
Those days when you're brokenhearted
And you're gettin' knocked down and you're sayin'
"Don't you know how far we're gonna go just
Look at the road and think about where we started
Keep your eyes on me 'cause talk is cheap
We're all we need, yeah
Darlin', I know how far we're gonna go just
Look at that road and think about where we started"
I'd be playin' my guitar singin'
Them covers in an empty room (covers in an empty room)
You know one day I would make a
Livin' outta singin' 'bout you (livin' outta singin' 'bout you)
Windows down and screamin', I will wait for us
Everybody, just wait for us
Yeah, we're comin' just wait for us
Those days when you're brokenhearted
And you're gettin' knocked down and you're sayin'
"Don't you know how far we're gonna go just
Look at the road and think about where we started
Keep your eyes on me 'cause talk is cheap
We're all we need, yeah
Darlin', I know how far we're gonna go just
Look at the road and think about where we started"
And how far we're gonna go
And all the things we're gonna see
If you wonder 'bout our future
Think about our history
Those days when you're brokenhearted
And you're gettin' knocked down and you're sayin'
"Don't know how we're gonna go just (don't know)
Look at the road and think about where we started (that road)
Keep your eyes on me 'cause talk is cheap
We're all we need, yeah
Darlin', I know how far we're gonna go just
Look at the road and think about where we started"
Mm, oh, where we started
And pick you up right after your shift
And drive that Chevrolet like a getaway
You'd be counting your tips
Windows down and screaming, "I will wait for us
Everybody, just wait for us
Yeah, we're comin' just wait for us"
Those days when you're brokenhearted
And you're gettin' knocked down and you're sayin'
"Don't you know how far we're gonna go just
Look at the road and think about where we started
Keep your eyes on me 'cause talk is cheap
We're all we need, yeah
Darlin', I know how far we're gonna go just
Look at that road and think about where we started"
I'd be playin' my guitar singin'
Them covers in an empty room (covers in an empty room)
You know one day I would make a
Livin' outta singin' 'bout you (livin' outta singin' 'bout you)
Windows down and screamin', I will wait for us
Everybody, just wait for us
Yeah, we're comin' just wait for us
Those days when you're brokenhearted
And you're gettin' knocked down and you're sayin'
"Don't you know how far we're gonna go just
Look at the road and think about where we started
Keep your eyes on me 'cause talk is cheap
We're all we need, yeah
Darlin', I know how far we're gonna go just
Look at the road and think about where we started"
And how far we're gonna go
And all the things we're gonna see
If you wonder 'bout our future
Think about our history
Those days when you're brokenhearted
And you're gettin' knocked down and you're sayin'
"Don't know how we're gonna go just (don't know)
Look at the road and think about where we started (that road)
Keep your eyes on me 'cause talk is cheap
We're all we need, yeah
Darlin', I know how far we're gonna go just
Look at the road and think about where we started"
Mm, oh, where we started
Writer: Ashley Gorley, Jesse Frasure, Jon Bellion, Thomas Rhett
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Where We Started is the sixth studio album by American country music singer Thomas Rhett, released by Big Machine Records' Valory imprint on April 1, 2022. Rhett collaborated with Katy Perry, Riley Green, Tyler Hubbard and Russell Dickerson.
The album was preceded by its lead single "Slow Down Summer" which peaked at No. 43 on Billboard Hot 100.
The album debuted at number 12 on US Billboard 200 with 29,000 album-equivalent units.
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Thomas RhettThe album was preceded by its lead single "Slow Down Summer" which peaked at No. 43 on Billboard Hot 100.
The album debuted at number 12 on US Billboard 200 with 29,000 album-equivalent units.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Julian Bunetta, Matt Dragstrem, Jesse Frasure, Dann Huff
Length: 46:13
Released: April 1st, 2022
Year: 2022