Tim McGraw - Damn Country Music Lyrics
Here Tonight
Got rambling in my boots
There's a lot of strings that I've cut loose
I ain't afraid of taking flight
But I'd rather be right here tonight, oh
There's a greener grass on down the road
There's a million places left to go
With a brighter moon in a bigger sky
But I'd rather be right here tonight, oh
There's something in the air
There's something in the wine
That something's got me feeling
I ain't packing up and leaving this time
I'd rather be right here tonight
Woah, yeah
LA to the Outer Banks
Coeur d'Alene to Pontchartrain
Yea, Colorado got me high
But I'd rather be right here tonight, oh
There's something in the air
There's something in the wine
That something's got me feeling
I ain't packing up and leaving this time
I'd rather be right here tonight
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, oh
No better place than where you stand
Tear up those tomorrow plans
You only get to live one time
So let's live it up right here tonight
There's something in the air
There's something in the wine
That something's got me feeling
I ain't packing up and leaving this time
There's something in the air
There's something in the wine
That something's got me feeling
I ain't packing up and leaving this time
I'd rather be right here tonight
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh, stop
Writer: BRETT BEAVERS, JOHN THOMAS OSBORNE, THOMAS JOHN OSBORNE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Losin You
You're in the blue breeze blowin'
Across the sugar white sand
And the roar of the wheels
When I'm tryin' to land
In a Hank Williams tune
And a Coltrane song
In the dead of the night
And at the break of dawn
It never gets old
And it's always new
Everywhere I go
I keep on losin' you
In the words of a poet
No one reads anymore
In the shadows and sunlight
Crawling across the floor
In airport lounges
In motel rooms
In the Starbucks line
Under quarter moons
Between the little white lies
And the cold hard truth
Is everywhere I am
Girl I'm still losin' you
Yeah you kissed me one last time
Made that driveway gravel fly
Red taillights lit like a spark
Just the start of a long goodbye
And some memories just won't fade
Not a damn thing you can do
So girl if you're long gone
How come I keep on losin' you?
In Seattle and Vegas
Old rodeos
And lonesome dove
And the last pictue show
In a truck stop parking lot
Gasoline rainbow
The burn of the whiskey
Neon smoke
I close my eyes
And you're right there
Yeah you kissed me one last time
Making that driveway gravel fly
Red taillights lit like a spark
Just the start of a long goodbye
And some memories just won't fade
Not a damn thing you can do
So girl if you're long gone
How come I keep on losin' you?
Missin' you
Red wine, slow dance, kissin' you
Late night drivin'
Wishin' you were still here
Turnin' that radio
Searchin' for a song to listen to
And some memories just won't fade
Not a damn thing you can do
So girl if you're long gone
How come I keep on losin' you?
Guess I'll keep holdin' on
And I'll just keep on losin' you
Missin' you
Red wine, slow dance, kissin' you
Searchin' for a song to listen to
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
Writer: Matt Dragstrem, Rodney Clawson, Tom Douglas
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
How Ill Always Be
I'm a little more beer bottle beer joint than a fancy bar
I'm a little more sitting up high on the road than a little car
I'm a little more bust ya back than take it for free
And that's how I'll always be
I'm a little more lose my temper than to sit on back
I'm a little more ol' Hank Williams than that trendy crap
I love a flat wood ol' front porch made of an old oak tree
And that's how I'll always be
I'll always be a fan of ol' stray dogs and guitars playin'
One room churches, back road walks and front porch swingin'
Sunset skies, bonfire nights, I love the simple things
That's how I'll always be
I got friends that say I live a little like cool hand Luke
Fast cars and motorcycles raisin' hell in cowboy boots
But hey on Sunday morning I'll take the back row seat
That's how I'll always be
I'll always be a fan of ol' stray dogs and guitars playin'
One room churches, back road walks and front porch swingin'
Sunset skies, bonfire nights, I love the simple things
That's how I'll always be
I'm a fan of chert rock bouncing off a Chevy fender
That feeling that you get that first time she lets ya kiss her
Rusty roofs that rattle when the rain is fallin' down
Handshake deals fresh cut hay fields and hometowns
I'll always be a fan of ol' stray dogs and guitars playin'
One room churches, back road walks and front porch swingin'
Sunset skies, bonfire nights, I love the simple things
That's how I'll always be
That's how I'll always be
That's how I'll always be
That's how I'll always be
Writer: CHRIS JANSON, JAMIE PAULIN, JEREMY STOVER
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment
Damn Country Music
I packed it all on a whim
Threw an old Hank cassette tape in
Dad's 84 rusty Ford
He swore we'd never make it
I quit my job, let my momma down
Broke an angel's heart on the way out of town
Pulled my roots from the ground
For the hum of wheels on the blacktop
The strum of strings on a flat top
It's a neon fever
For a small town dreamer
Tells you everything you have is worth losing
Damn country music
You might get lost in the lights
The things that keep you up all night
Whiskey straight at 3 AM
Chasing songs in your head
It's the sweetest highs, the lowest lows
It's needing yes, and hearing no
Just another soul sold
Believe me, I know
It's the hum of wheels on a blacktop
The strum of strings on a flat top
It'll take you, break you
Damn sure, make you
Do things, you never thought you'd be doing
Damn country music
When the money, the fame,
The lights on your name
All fade away
Well you'll still be a slave to...
The hum of wheels on a blacktop
The strum of strings on a flat top
It's a neon fever
For a small town dreamer
Tells you everything you have is worth losing
Damn country music
Damn country music
Writer: JOSH THOMPSON, JESSI LEIGH ALEXANDER, CARY RYAN BARLOWE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Spirit Music Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Downtown Music Publishing
Love Runs
Love walks into a bar
And gets you to buy her a drink
Love walks you out to the dancefloor
Right when the band starts to sing
Love walks you to a corner booth
Into her life and back through yours
Love walks you out to her car
Right up to her front door
Then love runs through your veins
Like the wax of a candle flame
The first time that she says your name
And you just come undone
Then love runs through her hair
Like your fingers while you stare
Into her eyes thinking she might be the one
When love walks love runs
Love walks you through the calling
The calling up of her old man
Love walks you down the sandy aisle
To put forever on her hand
Love walks you through the highs and lows
Love walks you to your knees
Love walks you over that burning bridge
Between the fights and I'm sorries
Then love runs through your veins
A little less night a little more day
There's still a fire there's still a flame
And you know she's still the one
Then love runs you crazy like
A runaway train that runs your life
Way too fast and reckless like a bullet from a gun
Love walks love runs
One day love turns into war
Says i can't do this anymore
Then one day love walks out the door
Then love runs fast as it can
After those tail lights for one more chance
Waving your broken heart in your hands
That kind of coming undone
Then love runs down your face
And it won't stop until she hits the breaks
And you're holding her in your arms
Til that black sky turns to sun
Whoa
Love walks love runs
Love walks love runs
Whoa yeah
Whoa oh
Love walks love runs
Writer: ANDREW M. DORFF, BRAD D. WARREN, BRETT D. WARREN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
What Youre Lookin For
Baby, go on and do what you gotta do
I'll never be the man that you want me too
Just keep me somewhere in your young, wild memory
And whenever you finally get to
Wherever your heart leads
I hope you find someone to love
And every dream that you dream of
I'm not the one you need and you know it
You're gonna leave, so baby, get going
I won't try to stop you anymore
Yea somewhere on the other side of that front door
I hope you find what you're looking for
This has been coming down for a long, long time
I ain't gonna change and i can't change your mind
Just look back on me like a sun-soaked yesterday
And wherever your life leads you
Somewhere along the way
I hope you find someone to love
And every dream that you dream of
I'm not the one you need and you know it
You're gonna leave, so baby, get going
I won't try to stop you anymore
Yea somewhere on the other side of that front door
I hope you find what you're looking for
I don't wanna slow you down
Don't wanna hold you down
You're better off without me
I just wanna see you smile
Girl i miss your smile
Wanna see you happy
I hope you find someone to love
And every dream that you dream of
I'm not the one you need and you know it
You're gonna leave, so baby, get going
I won't try to stop you anymore
Yea somewhere on the other side of that front door
I hope you find what you're looking for
Baby, go on and do what you gotta do
I'll never be the man that you want me too
Writer: ANGELO T. PETRAGLIA, BRETT JAMES, TROY VERGES
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Top Of The World
We could have a little double wide planted in an empty field
We could have a big old white picket wrap around on a hill
Don't make a difference to me baby, where the wind takes me, long as I'm with you girl
We could have something or nothing
Still be sitting on top of the world
'Cause when you got love, like we got love
I'm holding on to heaven, holding on to you
When you got one, like I got one
Anyway you looking, it's a hell of a view
Don't know where we're gonna be
But I know we're gonna be
Sitting on top of the world
So keep hanging on to me
Yeah, don't you wanna be
Sitting on top of the world
Top of the world
We could be rolling on a couple of Goodyear's and painted rust
We could be strolling barefoot in the sand, in the setting sun
Yeah, any way you kiss me, flips me and gets me the right kind of tipsy, girl
We could be somewhere or nowhere and still be sitting on top of the world
'Cause when you got love, like we got love
I'm holding on to heaven, holding on to you
When you got one, like I got one
Anyway you looking, it's a hell of a view
Don't know where we're gonna be
But I know we're gonna be
Sitting on top of the world
So keep hanging on to me
Yeah, don't you wanna be
Sitting on top of the world
Top of the world
'Cause when you got love, like we got love
I'm holding on to heaven, holding on to you
When you got one, like I got one
Anyway you looking, it's a hell of a view
When you got love, like we got love
I'm holding on to heaven, holding on to you
When you got one, like I got one
Anyway you looking, it's a hell of a view
Don't know where we're gonna be
But I know we're gonna be
Sitting on top of the world
So keep hanging on to me
Yeah, don't you wanna be
Sitting on top of the world
Top of the world
'Cause when you got love, like we got love
Sitting on top of the world
'Cause when you got love, like we got love
Sitting on top of the world
'Cause when you got love, like we got love
Sitting on top of the world
'Cause when you got love, like we got love
Sitting on top of the world
Writer: JON NITE, JOSH OSBORNE, JIMMY ROBBINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group
Dont Make Me Feel At Home
Room number 10 at the holiday inn
I softly knocked upon the door
Both excited and ashamed
I slipped off my ring
Somethin' I'd never done before
The door open wide she welcomed me inside
Took my coat and offered me a drink
I just shook my head
I sat down on the bed
I looked her in the eye
And said no thanks
Don't make me feel at home
Cuz there ain't nothin there but wood and stone
Loneliness is all I feel inside those walls
And I can't go home
Please make me feel the way
She hasn't made me feel in way too long
Warm me with your touch
Make me feel loved
Don't make me feel at home
There's no love at home
Is it right or is it wrong
Does it matter if no one really cares
When she took my hand
I told her once again
As I took the ribbon from her hair
Don't make me feel at home
Cuz there ain't nothin there but wood and stone
Loneliness is all I feel inside those walls
And I can't go home
Please make me feel the way
She hasn't made me feel in way too long
Warm me with your touch
Make me feel loved
Don't make me feel at home
Warm me with your touch
Make me feel loved
Don't make me feel at home
Writer: LEWIS, WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Want You Back
I've been walkin' 'round, all over this town
Tried to shake your shadow but you follow me 'round
Baby it don't matter what I do
It all keeps comin' back to you
I've been stayin' up, I've been losin' sleep
All them country songs sayin' pour another drink
Baby that won't drown out what we had, and girl...
I want you back, back in my arms
Back of the yellow cab, chasin' kisses in the dark
Back, back to your place
With your red wine lips sayin' come here baby
I don't know what I was thinkin' when I let you go
And I ain't even gonna act
Like I don't need you, miss you, wish that you would
Come on home
Baby I want you back
Want you back
Want you back
Want you back
The color of the night, baby it ain't like
Like it used to be when we were burnin' it bright
But then the fire turned ice cold
And now it's all smoke and shadows
Wanna grab the phone, wanna call you up
Tell you that I'll take it just the way that it was
Every little fight, the makin' up all night
All the good, all the bad...
I want you back, back in my arms
Back of the yellow cab, chasin' kisses in the dark
Back, back to your place
With your red wine lips sayin' come here baby
I don't know what I was thinkin' when I let you go
And I ain't even gonna act
Like I don't need you, miss you, wish that you come on home
Baby I want you back
Tell me what I've gotta do
Ain't no getting over you
Girl there ain't no movin' on
All I want is what we had
Baby I just want you back
I don't know what I was thinkin' when I let you go
And I ain't even gonna act
Like I don't need you, miss you, wish that you come on home
Baby I want you back
I want you back
I want you back
I want you back
Want you back
Writer: ASHLEY GORLEY, HILLARY LINDSEY, RODNEY CLAWSON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
California
It's a 3 day drive - if she drives all night
Say's she's leavin' at the crack of dawn
Well she might still be lyin' here with me
But in her heart she's already gone
Already packed up, the altima's gassed up
She's done put the map up there on the dash
I'm all tore up just tryin' to man up
Dammin' these tears up but can't hold 'em back
(Cuz) she's in love with California
And that west coast sunshine dream
These ain't no holly woods
And these hills ain't Beverly
Ain't no beaches on these backroads
No sunset on the boulevard
She's in love with California
And breakin' my heart
Got a waitress job waitin' in an ihop
Throw a rock and hit universal city
Got a glamour shot in her hip pocket
Hopin' somebody'll think she's pretty
By this time tomorrow she'll hit Colorado
I'll be drownin' my sorrow in a bottle of beam
Before she hits flagstaff maybe she'll backtrack
But I wouldn't bet that if I was me
(Cuz) she's in love with California
And that west coast sunshine dream
These ain't no holly woods
And these hills ain't Beverly
Ain't no beaches on these backroads
No sunset on the boulevard
She's in love with California
And breakin' my heart
She was all mine
But now it's go time
She's in love with California
And that west coast sunshine dream
These ain't no holly woods
And these hills ain't Beverly
There ain't no beaches on these backroads
No sunset on the boulevard
She's in love with California
And breakin' my heart
She's in love with California
And breakin' my heart
Oh she's breakin' my heart
Writer: John Rich, Rodney Clawson, Vicky McGhee
Copyright: Lyrics © Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs, BMG Rights Management
Humble And Kind
You know there's a light that glows by the front door
Don't forget the keys under the mat
Childhood stars shine, always stay humble and kind
Go to church 'cause your momma says to
Visit grandpa every chance that you can
It won't be waste of time
Always stay humble and kind
Hold the door, say please, say thank you
Don't steal, don't cheat, and don't lie
I know you got mountains to climb but
Always stay humble and kind
When the dreams you're dreamin' come to you
When the work you put in is realized
Let yourself feel the pride but
Always stay humble and kind
Don't expect a free ride from no one
Don't hold a grudge or a chip and here's why
Bitterness keeps you from flying
Always stay humble and kind
Know the difference between sleeping with someone
And sleeping with someone you love
I love you ain't no pick up line so
Always stay humble and kind
Hold the door, say please, say thank you
Don't steal, don't cheat, and don't lie
I know you got mountains to climb but
Always stay humble and kind
When those dreams you're dreamin' come to you
When the work you put in is realized
Let yourself feel the pride but
Always stay humble and kind
When it's hot, eat a root beer popsicle
Shut off the AC and roll the windows down
Let that summer sun shine
Always stay humble and kind
Don't take for granted the love this life gives you
When you get where you're goin'
Don't forget turn back around
And help the next one in line
Always stay humble and kind
Writer: Lori Mckenna
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Everybodys Lookin
Jimmy's got it slicked back
Chillin' on a six pack
Rollin' that el dorado
A little somethin' in the tape deck
Not so redneck
Teein' up for the night
Got the armor all sheen
And some wallet green
From a check out counter lotto
He's pullin' up slow
She's solid gold
Slidin' in on the right (side)
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
To take a little edge off the day yea
A little smoke a laugh drinks on the dash lovin'
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Amy's done clocked out
40 hours knocked out
Sippin' on a gin and tonic
Apron off
And her feel good on
Sittin' on the step outside
Watchin' that sunset
Not quite buzzed yet
But sneakin' right up on it
Waitin' for the low beams
Slowly comin' on up the drive
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
To take a little edge off the day yea
A little smoke a laugh drinks on the dash lovin'
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
He backs it out and takes a left
She lights 'em both a cigarette
He points that el dorado west
And loves the way she smiles
A ring has never crossed his mind
If you asked her man she's just fine
With kickin' back and killin' time
Sometimes the right thing's hard to find (but)
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
To take a little edge off the day yea
A little smoke a laugh drinks on the dash lovin'
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
Everybody's lookin' for somethin'
To take a little edge off the day yea
A little smoke a laugh drinks on the dash lovin'
Everybody lookin' for somethin'
Writer: LUKE ROBERT LAIRD, RODNEY DALE CLAWSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Kiss A Girl
So you meet her outside the club
And neither one of you is looking for love
Everybody's leaving
She gives you her number
Think you might call her
It's just another in the long line of lonely hearts
You turn around to say goodbye
Everything else you ever felt
Feels like a lie
Then your eyes meet
And everything changes
You can't remember your own name
And it's cherry red sweet, boy
You don't you're gonna change your world
When you kiss a girl
Then it's roses, roller coasters and panama city
A million tan bodies
None of them are as pretty
Sundresses scattered on the hardwood floor
And it's not your bathroom anymore
You think you're gonna faint at the justice of the peace
You wake up next to her
The sun rises in the east
And it's sleepy and warm, boy
You don't know you're gonna change your world
When you kiss a girl
She knows what you're thinking
Before you can think it
Says she's not thirsty when she takes yours and drinks it
She's an angel from heaven, stubborn as hell
And she knows all your secrets but she'll never tell
A few ups, a few downs, makeups and fights
She wakes you up in the middle of the night
And she says it's time
You hear that baby cry
And you finally realize the reason why
You kissed some girl
Oh, you kiss a girl
You kissed the girl
Writer: MONTY POWELL, KEITH LIONEL URBAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Country And Western
We are the black-haired girls
With the streaks of red
And ten thousand sky-blue seats
In an open-air shed
Hearin' that thunder bass-drum kick
As the amplifiers scream
We are the neon midnight riders
On the field of broken dreams
Long as the good lord's willin' and the creek don't rise
Beer needs chillin' and the baby cries
Hearts get shot by cupid's arrow
The road to heaven is straight and narrow
Long as there's sawdust on that old dancefloor
And love still hides behind closed doors
Steel guitars keep on ringin'
Waylon and Willie keep on singin'
You can swing it, you can sway it
You can bet we'll keep on playin'
Long as the wheel in the sky still turns
We are country and Western
Country and Western
The sundress girls
In the cowboy boots
The Wall Street guy
With that Neil McCoy tattoo
The back-road buck and Merle traditionalists
Whole lot of love and never been kissed
The storytellers, city-dwellers
Four on the floor with fine wine cellars
Spreadin' those blankets on the lawn
With a bucket of suds, singin'
Long as the good lord's willin' and the creek don't rise
Beer needs chillin' and the baby cries
Hearts get shot by cupid's arrow
The road to heaven is straight and narrow
Long as there's sawdust on that old dancefloor
And love still hides behind closed doors
Steel guitars keep on ringin'
Waylon and Willie keep on singin'
You can swing it, you can sway it
You can bet we'll keep on playin'
Long as the wheel in the sky still turns
We are country and Western
We're all country and Western
We're northern and southern
Sisters and brothers
Motor city down to Mississippi
Vegas lights to Atlantic City, yeah
Long as there's sawdust on that old dance floor
And love still hides behind close doors
Steel guitars keep on ringin'
Waylon and Willie keep on singin'
You can swing it, you can sway it
You can bet we'll keep on playin'
Long as the wheel in the sky still turns
We are country and Western
Fiddle and strings in the boombox beat (we're all country and Western)
Hip-hop, flat-tops and flip-flop feet (we're all country and Western)
Two-lane roads to the city streets (we're all country and Western)
Makin' the bitter, baby, a little more sweet (we are country and Western)
Writer: MATT DRAGSTREM, RODNEY CLAWSON, TOM DOUGLAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC