This rock we're rolling on
Is like a circus ride that don't last long
Round and round we go and then we're gone
We waste time chasing ghosts
And overlook the things that matter most
We get so caught up in the maybes
Just trying to be somebody baby
I was slowly going crazy
Building up a stack of bones
Keeping up with the Jones
Getting us all so jacked and jaded
Baby if you're asking me
Love is really all we need
Everything else is overrated, overrated
We amputate the heart
Cause we can't let 'em see the broken part
Water down the wine and jump the shark
We build our castles tall
Just so we can have the higher walls
It don't matter where you came from
Or where it is you get your name from
We're going down if we don't change some
Building up a stack of bones
Keeping up with the Jones
Getting us all so jacked and jaded
Baby if you're asking me
Love is really all we need
Everything else is overrated, overrated
We're all running after something
But if it ain't love it's nothing
It don't matter where you came from
Or where it is you get your name from
We're going down if we don't change some
I'm talking 'bout a ball of flames, son
Building up a stack of bones
Keeping up with the Jones
Getting us all so jacked and jaded
Baby if you're asking me
Love is really all we need
Everything else is overrated, overrated, yeah
Overrated, overrated, overrated
Tim McGraw - Sundown Heaven Town Album Lyrics
Tim McGraw - Sundown Heaven Town Lyrics
Writer: MELVERN RIVERS II RUTHERFORD, SHANE L. MCANALLY, JOSH OSBORNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY, Spirit Music Group
City Lights
She was like a brand new song on an old guitar
Supernova in a mason jar
Every boy in town wanted to show her around
As a dirt road, fence row, kudzu king
Beating along this American dream
Wrecked out the truck when she showed up
She had a fire inside her faraway eyes
And I knew just where to take her that night
And we got high on top of that ridge
We could see for miles, past the corn and the cotton and the river bridge
When the sun went down, there she was
Shinning like a big old sky full of diamond dust
I'm a cigarette burnin' slow on a summer night
She's city lights
She's like a broken heart you can't wait to have
A shooting star that falls too fast
Try holding on, it's already gone
I searched that radio low and high
Tryin' to find a song to make a memory by
And I did alright, for a small town guy
But even in my arms I knew
I'd never shine as bright as her city lights do
We got high on top of that ridge
We could see for miles, past the corn and the cotton and the river bridge
When the sun went down, there she was
Shinning like a big old sky full of diamond dust
I'm a cigarette burnin' slow on a summer night
She's city lights
We got high on top of that ridge
We could see for miles, past the corn and the cotton and the river bridge
And when the sun went down, there she was
Shinning like a big old sky full of diamond dust
I'm a cigarette burnin' slow on a summer night
She's city lights
She's city lights
She's my city lights, city lights
She's my city lights, city lights
She's my city lights, city lights
She's my city lights, city lights
Supernova in a mason jar
Every boy in town wanted to show her around
As a dirt road, fence row, kudzu king
Beating along this American dream
Wrecked out the truck when she showed up
She had a fire inside her faraway eyes
And I knew just where to take her that night
And we got high on top of that ridge
We could see for miles, past the corn and the cotton and the river bridge
When the sun went down, there she was
Shinning like a big old sky full of diamond dust
I'm a cigarette burnin' slow on a summer night
She's city lights
She's like a broken heart you can't wait to have
A shooting star that falls too fast
Try holding on, it's already gone
I searched that radio low and high
Tryin' to find a song to make a memory by
And I did alright, for a small town guy
But even in my arms I knew
I'd never shine as bright as her city lights do
We got high on top of that ridge
We could see for miles, past the corn and the cotton and the river bridge
When the sun went down, there she was
Shinning like a big old sky full of diamond dust
I'm a cigarette burnin' slow on a summer night
She's city lights
We got high on top of that ridge
We could see for miles, past the corn and the cotton and the river bridge
And when the sun went down, there she was
Shinning like a big old sky full of diamond dust
I'm a cigarette burnin' slow on a summer night
She's city lights
She's city lights
She's my city lights, city lights
She's my city lights, city lights
She's my city lights, city lights
She's my city lights, city lights
Writer: DERIC RUTTAN, JONATHAN SINGLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Shotgun Rider
Roll, won't you come roll with me
Slow, fast, full speed
Girl, wherever sweet time takes us
Hang with me down this old road
Only God knows where we'll go
Don't matter long as I've got your love
I don't ever want to wake up
Lookin' into someone else's eyes
Another voice calling me baby
On the other end of the phone
A new girl puttin' on her makeup
Before dinner on Friday night
No, I don't ever wanna know
No other shotgun rider, beside me, singin' to the radio
Whoa, oh oh
Slide, slide over nice and close
Lay your head down on my shoulder
You can fall asleep I'll let you
Dream, life ain't nothing but a dream, don't wanna be
Cruisin' through this dream without you
I don't ever want to wake up
Lookin' into someone else's eyes
Another voice calling me baby
On the other end of the phone
A new girl puttin' on her makeup
Before dinner on Friday night
No, I don't ever wanna know
No other shotgun rider, beside me, singin' to the radio
Oh oh, oh oh
No other shotgun rider
I don't ever want to wake up
Lookin' into someone else's eyes
Another voice calling me baby
On the other end of the phone
A new girl puttin' on her makeup
Before dinner on Friday night
No, I don't ever wanna know
No other shotgun rider, beside me, singin' to the radio
Oh oh, whoa
No other shotgun rider
Oh oh, oh oh
Singin' to the radio
Oh oh, oh oh
You're my shotgun rider
Slow, fast, full speed
Girl, wherever sweet time takes us
Hang with me down this old road
Only God knows where we'll go
Don't matter long as I've got your love
I don't ever want to wake up
Lookin' into someone else's eyes
Another voice calling me baby
On the other end of the phone
A new girl puttin' on her makeup
Before dinner on Friday night
No, I don't ever wanna know
No other shotgun rider, beside me, singin' to the radio
Whoa, oh oh
Slide, slide over nice and close
Lay your head down on my shoulder
You can fall asleep I'll let you
Dream, life ain't nothing but a dream, don't wanna be
Cruisin' through this dream without you
I don't ever want to wake up
Lookin' into someone else's eyes
Another voice calling me baby
On the other end of the phone
A new girl puttin' on her makeup
Before dinner on Friday night
No, I don't ever wanna know
No other shotgun rider, beside me, singin' to the radio
Oh oh, oh oh
No other shotgun rider
I don't ever want to wake up
Lookin' into someone else's eyes
Another voice calling me baby
On the other end of the phone
A new girl puttin' on her makeup
Before dinner on Friday night
No, I don't ever wanna know
No other shotgun rider, beside me, singin' to the radio
Oh oh, whoa
No other shotgun rider
Oh oh, oh oh
Singin' to the radio
Oh oh, oh oh
You're my shotgun rider
Writer: Marv Green, Troy Verges, Hillary Lindsey
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, ENDURANCE MUSIC GROUP, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, ENDURANCE MUSIC GROUP, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Dust
It's rolling in the wind, you can see it in the air
Where I come from, man, it's everywhere
Coming up in a cloud behind a one way plow
Colors up the sky when the sun goes down
Oh, drifting up and down that main street drag
Oh, baby wrote her name in it on the dash
Dust in the rear-view heading to see her
Dust on the bottle, coming out of them speakers
Dust on my boots, dust on my truck
Probably got a little running in my blood
From the road I ride with that laid back seat
She's sitting in on the passenger side
Everything I know, everything I love
Covered up in dust
When the moon comes up it kind of settles on down
But we stir it back up when we're riding around
Dust on the top of a cold beer can
Before I take a sip I wipe it off with my hand
Oh, couple of days without no rain
Oh, shoot, it's probably coming from a mile away
Dust in the rear-view heading to see her
Dust on the bottle, coming out of them speakers
Dust on my boots, dust on my truck
Probably got a little running in my blood
From the road I ride with that laid back seat
She's sitting in on the passenger side
Everything I know, everything I love
Is covered up in dust
Oh, drifting up and down that main street drag
Oh, baby wrote her name in it on the dash
Dust in the rear-view, in the cedar
Dust on the bottle, coming out of them speakers
Dust on my boots, dust on my truck
Probably got a little running in my blood
From the road I ride with that laid back seat
She's sitting in on the passenger side
Everything I know, everything I love
Is covered up in dust
Is covered up in dust
Is covered up in dust
Is covered up in dust
Where I come from, man, it's everywhere
Coming up in a cloud behind a one way plow
Colors up the sky when the sun goes down
Oh, drifting up and down that main street drag
Oh, baby wrote her name in it on the dash
Dust in the rear-view heading to see her
Dust on the bottle, coming out of them speakers
Dust on my boots, dust on my truck
Probably got a little running in my blood
From the road I ride with that laid back seat
She's sitting in on the passenger side
Everything I know, everything I love
Covered up in dust
When the moon comes up it kind of settles on down
But we stir it back up when we're riding around
Dust on the top of a cold beer can
Before I take a sip I wipe it off with my hand
Oh, couple of days without no rain
Oh, shoot, it's probably coming from a mile away
Dust in the rear-view heading to see her
Dust on the bottle, coming out of them speakers
Dust on my boots, dust on my truck
Probably got a little running in my blood
From the road I ride with that laid back seat
She's sitting in on the passenger side
Everything I know, everything I love
Is covered up in dust
Oh, drifting up and down that main street drag
Oh, baby wrote her name in it on the dash
Dust in the rear-view, in the cedar
Dust on the bottle, coming out of them speakers
Dust on my boots, dust on my truck
Probably got a little running in my blood
From the road I ride with that laid back seat
She's sitting in on the passenger side
Everything I know, everything I love
Is covered up in dust
Is covered up in dust
Is covered up in dust
Is covered up in dust
Writer: RHETT AKINS, RODNEY CLAWSON, BEN HAYSLIP
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Diamond Rings And Old Barstools
Diamond rings and old barstools
One's for queens and one's for fools
One's the future and one's the past
One's forever and one won't last
It ain't like midnight and cigarette smoke
It ain't like watered down whiskey and coke
I guess some things just don't mix like you hoped
Like me and you
And diamond rings and old barstools
The wrongs and rights, the highs and lows
The "I love you's," the "I told you so's"
Past few miles to wherever is home
Another morning waking up alone
It ain't like midnight and cigarette smoke
It ain't like watered down whiskey and coke
I guess some things just don't mix like you hoped
Like me and you
And diamond rings and old barstools
We ain't like midnight and cigarette smoke
Nothing like watered down whiskey and coke
I guess some things just don't mix like you hoped
Like me and you
And diamond rings and old barstools
One's for queens and one's for fools
One's the future and one's the past
One's forever and one won't last
It ain't like midnight and cigarette smoke
It ain't like watered down whiskey and coke
I guess some things just don't mix like you hoped
Like me and you
And diamond rings and old barstools
The wrongs and rights, the highs and lows
The "I love you's," the "I told you so's"
Past few miles to wherever is home
Another morning waking up alone
It ain't like midnight and cigarette smoke
It ain't like watered down whiskey and coke
I guess some things just don't mix like you hoped
Like me and you
And diamond rings and old barstools
We ain't like midnight and cigarette smoke
Nothing like watered down whiskey and coke
I guess some things just don't mix like you hoped
Like me and you
And diamond rings and old barstools
Writer: Barry George Dean, Jonathan David Singleton, Luke Robert Laird
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Words Are Medicine
For the light sleeper, the street sweeper,
Promise breaker, promise keeper,
The astronaut, the acrobat,
The underdog who is coming back.
Maybe you're Hooked On Phonics or Mary Jane;
Coca Cola or cocaine.
We're just a different kind of the same, yeah.
Sticks and stones can break you.
But words are medicine, words are medicine.
When I'm black and blue, I'm broken and bruised,
I hear your voice again.
Words are medicine.
The beautician, the mortician,
The blinded sided, the night vision,
The baptized, the chicken fried,
The rolled tide, the unforgiven.
For the girl who is lost in romance novels,
The guy who sees through whiskey goggles
We're just a different kind of the same, yeah.
Sticks and stones can break you.
But words are medicine, words are medicine.
When you're black and blue, you're broken and bruised,
Just hear my voice again:
Words are medicine.
I do. I will.
I believe in you still.
I have a dream.
Imagine.
A shiny city on a hill.
I'm sorry. Forgive me.
I love you.
I love you.
Words are medicine. Words are medicine.
When you're black and blue, you're broken and bruised,
Just hear my voice again:
Words are medicine. Words are medicine.
When we're black and blue, we're broken and bruised,
I hear your song , my friend.
Words are medicine. Words are medicine.
Words are medicine. Words are medicine.
Promise breaker, promise keeper,
The astronaut, the acrobat,
The underdog who is coming back.
Maybe you're Hooked On Phonics or Mary Jane;
Coca Cola or cocaine.
We're just a different kind of the same, yeah.
Sticks and stones can break you.
But words are medicine, words are medicine.
When I'm black and blue, I'm broken and bruised,
I hear your voice again.
Words are medicine.
The beautician, the mortician,
The blinded sided, the night vision,
The baptized, the chicken fried,
The rolled tide, the unforgiven.
For the girl who is lost in romance novels,
The guy who sees through whiskey goggles
We're just a different kind of the same, yeah.
Sticks and stones can break you.
But words are medicine, words are medicine.
When you're black and blue, you're broken and bruised,
Just hear my voice again:
Words are medicine.
I do. I will.
I believe in you still.
I have a dream.
Imagine.
A shiny city on a hill.
I'm sorry. Forgive me.
I love you.
I love you.
Words are medicine. Words are medicine.
When you're black and blue, you're broken and bruised,
Just hear my voice again:
Words are medicine. Words are medicine.
When we're black and blue, we're broken and bruised,
I hear your song , my friend.
Words are medicine. Words are medicine.
Words are medicine. Words are medicine.
Writer: TOM DOUGLAS, DAVID HODGES, ZAC MALOY
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Sick Of Me
You're probably sippin' lemonade and reading Hemingway
Underneath that tree out back in that same house
Where all that love was made
I'm sinkin' down on some corduroy couch
Empty bottles all around, quarter after two
And I'm still tryin' to start my day
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time
'Cause all I wanna tell you is you were right
And I miss you and I'm sick of me too
My wandering eye, my little white lies
All the hell I've raised
All the times I made you cry like rain
Tired of lookin' at myself, wishin' I was someone else
Tired of nothin' to lose, tired of nothin' left
I've been thinkin' lately, maybe it's time to change
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time
'Cause all I wanna tell you is you were right
I miss you and I'm sick of me too
I wanna be your everything, not just a bad memory
I'd rather be your sweet dream come true
I'm sick of me too
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time
'Cause all I wanna tell you is you were right
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time
'Cause all I wanna tell you is you were right
And I miss you and I'm sick of me too
I'm sick of me too
Yeah I'm sick of me
And I'm sick of me too
Underneath that tree out back in that same house
Where all that love was made
I'm sinkin' down on some corduroy couch
Empty bottles all around, quarter after two
And I'm still tryin' to start my day
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time
'Cause all I wanna tell you is you were right
And I miss you and I'm sick of me too
My wandering eye, my little white lies
All the hell I've raised
All the times I made you cry like rain
Tired of lookin' at myself, wishin' I was someone else
Tired of nothin' to lose, tired of nothin' left
I've been thinkin' lately, maybe it's time to change
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time
'Cause all I wanna tell you is you were right
I miss you and I'm sick of me too
I wanna be your everything, not just a bad memory
I'd rather be your sweet dream come true
I'm sick of me too
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time
'Cause all I wanna tell you is you were right
Maybe I should call you up right out of the blue
Maybe you'll pick up and maybe I'll get through this time
'Cause all I wanna tell you is you were right
And I miss you and I'm sick of me too
I'm sick of me too
Yeah I'm sick of me
And I'm sick of me too
Writer: ANDREW M. DORFF, JONATHAN DAVID SINGLETON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Meanwhile Back At Mama's
Running round in this new truck
Bank let's me borrow from month to month
Running out of credit and find a little cash on the radio
Standing still they're blowing past
Numbers on cars going Nascar fast
What I wouldn't give for a slow down, don't you know
'Cause where I come from, only the horses run
When the day is done, we take it easy
Meanwhile back at Mama's
The porch lights on, come on in if you wanna
Suppers on the stove, and beer's in the fridge
Red sun sinking out low on the ridge
Games on the tube and daddy smoked cigarettes
Whiskey keeps his whistle wet
Funny the things you thought you'd never miss
In a world gone crazy as this
Well I found a girl and we don't fit in here
Talk about how hard it is to breathe here
Even with the windows down, can't catch a southern breeze here
One of these days gonna pack it up and leave here
'Cause meanwhile back at Mama's
The porch lights on, come on in if you wanna
Suppers on the stove, and beer's in the fridge
Red sun sinking out low on the ridge
Games on the tube and daddy smoked cigarettes
Whiskey keeps his whistle wet
Funny the things you thought you'd never miss
In a world gone crazy as this
Oh I miss yeah a little dirt on the road
I miss corn growing in a row
I miss being somebody everybody knows there
Everybody knows everybody
I miss those small town roots
Walking around in muddy boots
The sound of rain on an old tin roof
It's time we head on back
'Cause meanwhile back at Mama's
The for sale signs going up and I'm gonna
Dump this truck and the little I've got
On a loan to own and a 3 acre lot
Put supper on the stove and beer in the fridge
Going for broke, yeah we're gonna be rich
Watch the sun settin' on the ridge
Baby tell me whatcha think about this,
Me and you back at Mama's
Yeah, me and you back at Mama's
Bank let's me borrow from month to month
Running out of credit and find a little cash on the radio
Standing still they're blowing past
Numbers on cars going Nascar fast
What I wouldn't give for a slow down, don't you know
'Cause where I come from, only the horses run
When the day is done, we take it easy
Meanwhile back at Mama's
The porch lights on, come on in if you wanna
Suppers on the stove, and beer's in the fridge
Red sun sinking out low on the ridge
Games on the tube and daddy smoked cigarettes
Whiskey keeps his whistle wet
Funny the things you thought you'd never miss
In a world gone crazy as this
Well I found a girl and we don't fit in here
Talk about how hard it is to breathe here
Even with the windows down, can't catch a southern breeze here
One of these days gonna pack it up and leave here
'Cause meanwhile back at Mama's
The porch lights on, come on in if you wanna
Suppers on the stove, and beer's in the fridge
Red sun sinking out low on the ridge
Games on the tube and daddy smoked cigarettes
Whiskey keeps his whistle wet
Funny the things you thought you'd never miss
In a world gone crazy as this
Oh I miss yeah a little dirt on the road
I miss corn growing in a row
I miss being somebody everybody knows there
Everybody knows everybody
I miss those small town roots
Walking around in muddy boots
The sound of rain on an old tin roof
It's time we head on back
'Cause meanwhile back at Mama's
The for sale signs going up and I'm gonna
Dump this truck and the little I've got
On a loan to own and a 3 acre lot
Put supper on the stove and beer in the fridge
Going for broke, yeah we're gonna be rich
Watch the sun settin' on the ridge
Baby tell me whatcha think about this,
Me and you back at Mama's
Yeah, me and you back at Mama's
Writer: Jaren Ray Johnston, Jeffrey Steele, Tom Douglas
Copyright: Lyrics © 3 RING CIRCUS MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © 3 RING CIRCUS MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Keep On Truckin
So your top don't pop, and your roll don't rock.
The clock don't stop cause your feet don't feel the groove.
Your high feels low, and your cash don't flow.
Get up and go,it just ain't in the mood.
So put your arm out the window, let your hand start surfin'.
Ain't no thing, everything ain't working.
Throw a little love till the world stops hurting, keep on, keep on, keep on.
Everybody's going through a little something something.
Sing a little song with a guitar strumming.
Smile on ya brother, heard the good lord's coming.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on truckin'.
So your dog don't bark, and your flame don't spark.
Your old broken heart, just can't catch a break.
So your flop don't flip, cause your hop don't hip.
And those suds ya sip, can't take the pain away, no.
So put your arm out the window, let your hand start surfin'.
Ain't no thing, everything ain't working.
Throw a little love till the world stops hurting, keep on, keep on, keep on.
Everybody's going through a little something something.
Sing a little song with a guitar strumming.
Smile on ya brother, heard the good lord's coming.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on truckin'.
Keep on keeping on. Keep on riding down that rocky roads you're rolling on.
So put your arm out the window, let your hand start surfin'.
Ain't no thing, everything ain't working.
Throw a little love till the world stops hurting, keep on, keep on, keep on.
Everybody's going through a little something something.
Sing a little song with a guitar strumming.
Smile on ya brother, heard the good lord's coming.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on truckin'.
Yeah keep on trucking.
Put your arm out the window, let it go where the wind blows.
Keep on truckin'.
The clock don't stop cause your feet don't feel the groove.
Your high feels low, and your cash don't flow.
Get up and go,it just ain't in the mood.
So put your arm out the window, let your hand start surfin'.
Ain't no thing, everything ain't working.
Throw a little love till the world stops hurting, keep on, keep on, keep on.
Everybody's going through a little something something.
Sing a little song with a guitar strumming.
Smile on ya brother, heard the good lord's coming.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on truckin'.
So your dog don't bark, and your flame don't spark.
Your old broken heart, just can't catch a break.
So your flop don't flip, cause your hop don't hip.
And those suds ya sip, can't take the pain away, no.
So put your arm out the window, let your hand start surfin'.
Ain't no thing, everything ain't working.
Throw a little love till the world stops hurting, keep on, keep on, keep on.
Everybody's going through a little something something.
Sing a little song with a guitar strumming.
Smile on ya brother, heard the good lord's coming.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on truckin'.
Keep on keeping on. Keep on riding down that rocky roads you're rolling on.
So put your arm out the window, let your hand start surfin'.
Ain't no thing, everything ain't working.
Throw a little love till the world stops hurting, keep on, keep on, keep on.
Everybody's going through a little something something.
Sing a little song with a guitar strumming.
Smile on ya brother, heard the good lord's coming.
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on truckin'.
Yeah keep on trucking.
Put your arm out the window, let it go where the wind blows.
Keep on truckin'.
Writer: BRAD WARREN, BLAIR DALY, BRETT WARREN, TIM MCGRAW
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Last Turn Home
Somewhere familiar, a safe place to land
That feeling you get when you finally come back
I got all these burdens rollin' round in my head
Once I round that corner girl you put 'em all to rest
I can feel it, feel it
Got the wheels spinnin', spinnin'
Pullin' me in like I've been here all along
Like I was never gone
Oh, Oh, thank God that we don't have to be alone
Closer I get the more that my heart knows
You're like that last turn home
That last turn home
And my life, and my mind jumped right off the track
You are the one place I don't need a map
I can almost see it, see it
Baby I need it, need it
Hold me in your arms like you're never gonna let me go
And never let me go
Oh, Oh, thank God that we don't have to be alone
Closer I get the more that my heart knows
You're like that last turn home
That last turn home
I can feel it, feel it
Got the wheels spinnin', spinnin'
Pullin' me in like I've been here all along
Like I was never gone
I can almost see it, see it
Baby I need it, need it
Hold me in your arms like you're never gonna let me go
And never let me go
Oh...Oh thank God that we don't have to be alone
Closer I get the more that my heart knows
You're like that last turn home
That last turn home
That last turn home
That feeling you get when you finally come back
I got all these burdens rollin' round in my head
Once I round that corner girl you put 'em all to rest
I can feel it, feel it
Got the wheels spinnin', spinnin'
Pullin' me in like I've been here all along
Like I was never gone
Oh, Oh, thank God that we don't have to be alone
Closer I get the more that my heart knows
You're like that last turn home
That last turn home
And my life, and my mind jumped right off the track
You are the one place I don't need a map
I can almost see it, see it
Baby I need it, need it
Hold me in your arms like you're never gonna let me go
And never let me go
Oh, Oh, thank God that we don't have to be alone
Closer I get the more that my heart knows
You're like that last turn home
That last turn home
I can feel it, feel it
Got the wheels spinnin', spinnin'
Pullin' me in like I've been here all along
Like I was never gone
I can almost see it, see it
Baby I need it, need it
Hold me in your arms like you're never gonna let me go
And never let me go
Oh...Oh thank God that we don't have to be alone
Closer I get the more that my heart knows
You're like that last turn home
That last turn home
That last turn home
Writer: ERIC ARJES, MAREN LARAE MORRIS, RYAN JAMES HURD
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Downtown Music Publishing
Portland Maine
I don't want to be talking on the phone every night
Six PM, which timezone, yours or mine?
Ain't gonna worry where you are, who you're with
Let's just agree, this is it
Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
Leave your bags in the car, keep it running
I won't pretend, I don't want these things
But Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
I don't want to know, I don't want to know
See I'm just saving us some trouble somewhere down the line
This kind of town you just leave behind
And you don't know it yet, but you won't come back
I ain't going nowhere and you know that
Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
Leave your bags in the car, keep it running
I won't pretend, I don't want these things
But Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
And you can go ahead and hate me, that's just fine
It doesn't matter either way, I'm right
Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
Leave your bags in the car, keep it running
I won't pretend, I don't want these things
But Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
I don't want to know, I don't want to know
I don't want to know
Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
Six PM, which timezone, yours or mine?
Ain't gonna worry where you are, who you're with
Let's just agree, this is it
Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
Leave your bags in the car, keep it running
I won't pretend, I don't want these things
But Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
I don't want to know, I don't want to know
See I'm just saving us some trouble somewhere down the line
This kind of town you just leave behind
And you don't know it yet, but you won't come back
I ain't going nowhere and you know that
Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
Leave your bags in the car, keep it running
I won't pretend, I don't want these things
But Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
And you can go ahead and hate me, that's just fine
It doesn't matter either way, I'm right
Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
Leave your bags in the car, keep it running
I won't pretend, I don't want these things
But Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
I don't want to know, I don't want to know
I don't want to know
Portland, Maine, I don't know where that is
Writer: ABE STOKLASA, DONOVAN WOODS
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Lookin' For That Girl
That girl, she's a party, all nighter
Little 'Funky Cold Medina
Little 'Strawberry Winer
That girl, she's a love gone stringer
Me a year old bum country singer
That girl, she's the walk on the wild side
She's the day glory snow ride
Low ride, good time
If you see her tell her I'm lookin' for
That girl, that girl, that girl
Hard to find, I'll be spending every night
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Sun down, heaven town
Drivin' 'round, hittin' the bars
Shooting the stars
Rollin' up on every party
Wonder where you are
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Driving me crazy
Something says, baby, yeah
Baby, you're that girl, that girl, that girl, that girl
That girl she's a sugar-sweet drive by
Hold my dreams in her blue jeans oh my
Yellow hammer south Georgia
Mississippi chick
Drink cherry wine
Louisiana lipstick
That girl likes to drink it up real loud
Blowing smoke in a back broke rebel cloud
Drop it down summer heat
I gotta seat up high, silver rebel seat
Waiting for that girl, that girl, that girl
Hard to find
Got me spending every night
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Somewhere in heaven's town
Driving wild, hitting the bars
Shooting the stars
Rollin' up on every party
Wonder where you are
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Driving me crazy
Something says, baby, yeah
Baby, you're that girl
Hair like a field of corn
Body like a honey comb
Smile like a country song
Baby, where you've been?
That girl, that girl, that girl
That girl, that girl, that girl
Looking for that girl, that girl, that girl
Hard to find
Got me spending every night
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Somewhere in heaven's town
Driving wild, hitting the bars
Shooting the stars
Rollin' up on every party
Wonder where you are
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Driving me crazy
Something says, baby, yeah
Baby, you're that girl, that girl, that girl, that girl
Yeah, maybe you're that girl, that girl, that girl, that girl
I've been waiting for that girl
Hair like a field of corn
Body like a honey comb
Smile like a country song
Baby, climb on in
Little 'Funky Cold Medina
Little 'Strawberry Winer
That girl, she's a love gone stringer
Me a year old bum country singer
That girl, she's the walk on the wild side
She's the day glory snow ride
Low ride, good time
If you see her tell her I'm lookin' for
That girl, that girl, that girl
Hard to find, I'll be spending every night
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Sun down, heaven town
Drivin' 'round, hittin' the bars
Shooting the stars
Rollin' up on every party
Wonder where you are
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Driving me crazy
Something says, baby, yeah
Baby, you're that girl, that girl, that girl, that girl
That girl she's a sugar-sweet drive by
Hold my dreams in her blue jeans oh my
Yellow hammer south Georgia
Mississippi chick
Drink cherry wine
Louisiana lipstick
That girl likes to drink it up real loud
Blowing smoke in a back broke rebel cloud
Drop it down summer heat
I gotta seat up high, silver rebel seat
Waiting for that girl, that girl, that girl
Hard to find
Got me spending every night
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Somewhere in heaven's town
Driving wild, hitting the bars
Shooting the stars
Rollin' up on every party
Wonder where you are
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Driving me crazy
Something says, baby, yeah
Baby, you're that girl
Hair like a field of corn
Body like a honey comb
Smile like a country song
Baby, where you've been?
That girl, that girl, that girl
That girl, that girl, that girl
Looking for that girl, that girl, that girl
Hard to find
Got me spending every night
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Somewhere in heaven's town
Driving wild, hitting the bars
Shooting the stars
Rollin' up on every party
Wonder where you are
Lookin' for that girl, that girl, that girl
Driving me crazy
Something says, baby, yeah
Baby, you're that girl, that girl, that girl, that girl
Yeah, maybe you're that girl, that girl, that girl, that girl
I've been waiting for that girl
Hair like a field of corn
Body like a honey comb
Smile like a country song
Baby, climb on in
Writer: JAMES SLATER
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment
Still On The Line
Are you still there?
I've got a bad connection
It's pouring rain, 2 a.m.
And I'm in the middle of nowhere
I don't know what to say (I'm saying it)
I don't know what to do (I'm doin' it)
All I really know is I know I need you, I need you
I just called to hear you breathing
Your last words before you're sleeeping
I can't sleep without your body next to mine
Yeah, I know I'm always leaving
Breaking your heart, breaking even
I'm just a number in the middle of the night
But, I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
Am I lonely?
Yeah, of course I am
Smoke green nights and red tail lights
Got me slowly going crazy
I don't know what to say (I'm saying it)
I don't know what to do (I'm doin' it)
All I really know is I know I need you, I need you
I just called to hear you breathing
Your last words before your sleeeping
I can't sleep without your body next to mine
Yeah, I know I'm always leaving
Breaking your heart breaking even
I'm just a number in the middle of the night
But, I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
I just called to hear you breathing
Your last words before your sleeping
I can't sleep without your body next to mine
Ya, I know I'm always leaving
Breaking your heart breaking even
I'm just a number in the middle of the night
But, I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
I've got a bad connection
It's pouring rain, 2 a.m.
And I'm in the middle of nowhere
I don't know what to say (I'm saying it)
I don't know what to do (I'm doin' it)
All I really know is I know I need you, I need you
I just called to hear you breathing
Your last words before you're sleeeping
I can't sleep without your body next to mine
Yeah, I know I'm always leaving
Breaking your heart, breaking even
I'm just a number in the middle of the night
But, I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
Am I lonely?
Yeah, of course I am
Smoke green nights and red tail lights
Got me slowly going crazy
I don't know what to say (I'm saying it)
I don't know what to do (I'm doin' it)
All I really know is I know I need you, I need you
I just called to hear you breathing
Your last words before your sleeeping
I can't sleep without your body next to mine
Yeah, I know I'm always leaving
Breaking your heart breaking even
I'm just a number in the middle of the night
But, I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
I just called to hear you breathing
Your last words before your sleeping
I can't sleep without your body next to mine
Ya, I know I'm always leaving
Breaking your heart breaking even
I'm just a number in the middle of the night
But, I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
I'm still on the line
Writer: STEVEN MCMORRAN, BOB DIPIERO, JON NITE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Walt Disney Music Company
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Walt Disney Music Company
Lincoln Continentals And Cadillacs
I said is that you in the old picture back behind the bar
Leaning up against the classic car
Sure look cool, man, in your three piece with your snake skin boots
Hey that sure is cute
Little honey, sitting in the front seat
Touching up her lipstick with her hoop silver earrings
He said damn right I hung it there cause boy she takes me back
To the days with Lincoln Continentals and Cadillacs
She was a queen of the red white and bell bottom blues
Back in the she'd write her number on a matchbook days
When you'd take her out for a drink and then you'd walk her back
To your Lincoln Continental or your Cadillac
She looks so good, cruising up and down
This don't take no shit from no one all-American downtown
Main street all lined up with shiny and black
Lincoln Continentals and Cadillacs
He said that sweet girl, she moved on when time slows down
But I just kept on hanging around
And that sweet ride cost me too much when the town dried up
Let the bank take it back, paid in cash
For that old Ford truck sitting right out front
And this picture's all I have left of
And I always thought she would have but she never came back
No, she never came back
And I did so miss that queen of the red white and bell bottom blues
Back in the she'd write her number on a matchbook days
When you'd take her out for a drink and then you'd walk her back
To your Lincoln Continental or your Cadillac
She looks so good, cruising up and down
This don't take no shit from no one all-American downtown
Main street laying down that hard earned cash on that
Lincoln Continentals and Cadillacs
She looks so good, cruising up and down
This don't take no shit from no one all-American downtown
Main street all lined up with shiny and black
Lincoln Continentals and Cadillacs
Leaning up against the classic car
Sure look cool, man, in your three piece with your snake skin boots
Hey that sure is cute
Little honey, sitting in the front seat
Touching up her lipstick with her hoop silver earrings
He said damn right I hung it there cause boy she takes me back
To the days with Lincoln Continentals and Cadillacs
She was a queen of the red white and bell bottom blues
Back in the she'd write her number on a matchbook days
When you'd take her out for a drink and then you'd walk her back
To your Lincoln Continental or your Cadillac
She looks so good, cruising up and down
This don't take no shit from no one all-American downtown
Main street all lined up with shiny and black
Lincoln Continentals and Cadillacs
He said that sweet girl, she moved on when time slows down
But I just kept on hanging around
And that sweet ride cost me too much when the town dried up
Let the bank take it back, paid in cash
For that old Ford truck sitting right out front
And this picture's all I have left of
And I always thought she would have but she never came back
No, she never came back
And I did so miss that queen of the red white and bell bottom blues
Back in the she'd write her number on a matchbook days
When you'd take her out for a drink and then you'd walk her back
To your Lincoln Continental or your Cadillac
She looks so good, cruising up and down
This don't take no shit from no one all-American downtown
Main street laying down that hard earned cash on that
Lincoln Continentals and Cadillacs
She looks so good, cruising up and down
This don't take no shit from no one all-American downtown
Main street all lined up with shiny and black
Lincoln Continentals and Cadillacs
Writer: LUKE ROBERT LAIRD, RODNEY DALE CLAWSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Kids Today
Want something different than our mommas and our dads
Growing up ain't easy in a world that's going mad
Want to call music that we can call our own
Misunderstood, up to no good, and blamed for being stoned
Holes in our stories and tattoos on our skin
Sometimes standing out's the only way we can fit in
Somewhere in the future we'll be running from our past
Well we don't know no better, we just want to make it last
Kids today, young and crazy, making all the same mistakes
Thinking, baby, all we've got is time to waste, and hearts to break
Bending rules, there's nothing like that live forever attitude
Get caught up in the good old days until they're gone
Ain't nothing wrong with kids today
We don't listen, but we hear more than you think
Gonna learn the hard way how to love and how to drink
No we don't want to wait for anything worth waiting for
We ain't doing nothing that ain't been done before
Kids today, young and crazy, making all the same mistakes
Thinking, baby, all we've got is time to waste, and hearts to break
Bending rules, there's nothing like that live forever attitude
Get caught up in the good old days until they're gone
Ain't nothing wrong with kids today
Ain't nothing wrong with having fun
And running from the life we don't know's about to come
Kids today, young and crazy, making all the same mistakes
Thinking, baby, all we've got is time to waste, and hearts to break
Bending rules, there's nothing like that live forever attitude
Get caught up in the good old days until they're gone
Ain't nothing wrong with kids today
Growing up ain't easy in a world that's going mad
Want to call music that we can call our own
Misunderstood, up to no good, and blamed for being stoned
Holes in our stories and tattoos on our skin
Sometimes standing out's the only way we can fit in
Somewhere in the future we'll be running from our past
Well we don't know no better, we just want to make it last
Kids today, young and crazy, making all the same mistakes
Thinking, baby, all we've got is time to waste, and hearts to break
Bending rules, there's nothing like that live forever attitude
Get caught up in the good old days until they're gone
Ain't nothing wrong with kids today
We don't listen, but we hear more than you think
Gonna learn the hard way how to love and how to drink
No we don't want to wait for anything worth waiting for
We ain't doing nothing that ain't been done before
Kids today, young and crazy, making all the same mistakes
Thinking, baby, all we've got is time to waste, and hearts to break
Bending rules, there's nothing like that live forever attitude
Get caught up in the good old days until they're gone
Ain't nothing wrong with kids today
Ain't nothing wrong with having fun
And running from the life we don't know's about to come
Kids today, young and crazy, making all the same mistakes
Thinking, baby, all we've got is time to waste, and hearts to break
Bending rules, there's nothing like that live forever attitude
Get caught up in the good old days until they're gone
Ain't nothing wrong with kids today
Writer: BLAIR DALY, BRAD WARREN, BRETT WARREN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Im Feelin You
I'm feeling you like a buzz on Sunday
Tripping on you like I'm falling in honey
That way you move gets me drunk on your groove
I'm feeling you like a stack of the house's money
That night on the beach, that one we didn't want to end
Hits me like lightning on the skin
Let's go there again, let's do that again
Baby let's drive, baby let's drive
Baby let's go somewhere, anywhere tonight
Just me and you, just me and you
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
Baby let's go, baby let's go slow
Down any old road you want to go
Slide it on over til you run out of room
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
I'm feeling you, feeling you, feeling you
You're the heat coming off of that fire
Just when I think I can't get no higher
I'm floating off the ground, we're spinning round and round
Like a DJ kicking that funky sound
Baby let's drive, baby let's drive
Baby let's go somewhere, anywhere tonight
Just me and you, just me and you
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
Baby let's go, baby let's go slow
Down any old road you want to go
Slide it on over til you run out of room
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
I'm feeling you, feeling you, feeling you
I'm feeling you girl like a shot of Jack
Hitting me harder than a heart attack
All the way gone, don't want to come back
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
Running all over me like a runaway train
Trying to hold on but there ain't no way
What you want to do, want to do?
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
Baby let's drive, baby let's drive
Baby let's go somewhere, anywhere tonight
Just me and you, just me and you
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
Baby let's go, baby let's go slow
Down any old road you want to go
Slide it on over til you run out of room
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
I'm feeling you, feeling you, feeling you
Tripping on you like I'm falling in honey
That way you move gets me drunk on your groove
I'm feeling you like a stack of the house's money
That night on the beach, that one we didn't want to end
Hits me like lightning on the skin
Let's go there again, let's do that again
Baby let's drive, baby let's drive
Baby let's go somewhere, anywhere tonight
Just me and you, just me and you
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
Baby let's go, baby let's go slow
Down any old road you want to go
Slide it on over til you run out of room
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
I'm feeling you, feeling you, feeling you
You're the heat coming off of that fire
Just when I think I can't get no higher
I'm floating off the ground, we're spinning round and round
Like a DJ kicking that funky sound
Baby let's drive, baby let's drive
Baby let's go somewhere, anywhere tonight
Just me and you, just me and you
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
Baby let's go, baby let's go slow
Down any old road you want to go
Slide it on over til you run out of room
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
I'm feeling you, feeling you, feeling you
I'm feeling you girl like a shot of Jack
Hitting me harder than a heart attack
All the way gone, don't want to come back
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
Running all over me like a runaway train
Trying to hold on but there ain't no way
What you want to do, want to do?
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
Baby let's drive, baby let's drive
Baby let's go somewhere, anywhere tonight
Just me and you, just me and you
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
Baby let's go, baby let's go slow
Down any old road you want to go
Slide it on over til you run out of room
I'm feeling you, I'm feeling you
I'm feeling you, feeling you, feeling you
Writer: BRAD WARREN, BRETT WARREN, LANCE MILLER, DEREK GEORGE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group
The View
All the girls want to love the way I drink my drink
The way I sing, the way I sing
All the boys want to love the way you wear your jeans
You do that thing, you do that thing
Hitting me like a laser beam
Our energy is a wild thing
I can't believe it's you and me
All of them gotta hate it when we up and leave
They don't see what we don't see what we say
You're all I see and all you see is me
So stay tonight, we've got the view, ooh
Up so high, we've got the view, ooh
Stay tonight, hey
Let em stare, let em talk
Let em say anything they want
Let em stare, let em talk
Let em say anything they want
They don't see what we don't see what we say
So stay tonight, we've got the view, ooh
Up so high, we've got the view, ooh
Stay tonight, hey
All of them gonna hate it when we up and leave
They don't see what we see
All of them gonna hate it when we up and leave
You're all I see and all you see is me
So stay tonight, we've got the view, ooh
Up so high, we've got the view, ooh
So stay tonight, we've got the view, hey
We've got the view, hey
We've got the view, hey
We've got the view, hey
The way I sing, the way I sing
All the boys want to love the way you wear your jeans
You do that thing, you do that thing
Hitting me like a laser beam
Our energy is a wild thing
I can't believe it's you and me
All of them gotta hate it when we up and leave
They don't see what we don't see what we say
You're all I see and all you see is me
So stay tonight, we've got the view, ooh
Up so high, we've got the view, ooh
Stay tonight, hey
Let em stare, let em talk
Let em say anything they want
Let em stare, let em talk
Let em say anything they want
They don't see what we don't see what we say
So stay tonight, we've got the view, ooh
Up so high, we've got the view, ooh
Stay tonight, hey
All of them gonna hate it when we up and leave
They don't see what we see
All of them gonna hate it when we up and leave
You're all I see and all you see is me
So stay tonight, we've got the view, ooh
Up so high, we've got the view, ooh
So stay tonight, we've got the view, hey
We've got the view, hey
We've got the view, hey
We've got the view, hey
Writer: TOM PEYTON, ERIC BURTON FREDERIC, N RUSSO, A RYAN, N SCHULLER, JOSEPH MICHAEL SPARGUR
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Black Jacket
I remember how it felt we were sittin' on the roof
You were in my black jacket drinkin' up the view
We were Romeo and Juliet smoking Lite cigarettes
All night long
Countin' yellow cabs we were showing tattoos
On top of the world we had nothing to lose
Fallin' like snowflakes crashin' out at your place
What went wrong
If I see you out tonight
You'll think I'm doin' alright
'Cause you can't see
What's underneath this black Jacket is a broken heart and
And I never take it off
'Cause I just can't hang it up
It's too torn apart this
Black jacket has a broken heart
I still use your umbrella when I'm walking in the rain
I cant help but crack a smile every time I hear a train
I never got your music till you left and made me use it
Just to keep you around
It's a small world town
If I see you out tonight
You'll think I'm doin' alright
'Cause you can't see
What's underneath this black Jacket is a broken heart
I never take it off
'Cause I just can't hang it up
It's too torn apart this
Black jacket has a broken heart
One day I'm gonna take it off
Set it up in flames
Oh I won't even hear it, when somebody says your name
Nothing left to hide
I won't even hurt
Yeah, I'll be alright in a white T-shirt, but
If I see you out tonight
If I see you out tonight
You'll think I'm doin' alright
'Cause you can't see
What's underneath this black Jacket is a broken heart and
I never take it off
'Cause I just can't hang it up
It's too torn apart this
Black jacket has a broken heart
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
You were in my black jacket drinkin' up the view
We were Romeo and Juliet smoking Lite cigarettes
All night long
Countin' yellow cabs we were showing tattoos
On top of the world we had nothing to lose
Fallin' like snowflakes crashin' out at your place
What went wrong
If I see you out tonight
You'll think I'm doin' alright
'Cause you can't see
What's underneath this black Jacket is a broken heart and
And I never take it off
'Cause I just can't hang it up
It's too torn apart this
Black jacket has a broken heart
I still use your umbrella when I'm walking in the rain
I cant help but crack a smile every time I hear a train
I never got your music till you left and made me use it
Just to keep you around
It's a small world town
If I see you out tonight
You'll think I'm doin' alright
'Cause you can't see
What's underneath this black Jacket is a broken heart
I never take it off
'Cause I just can't hang it up
It's too torn apart this
Black jacket has a broken heart
One day I'm gonna take it off
Set it up in flames
Oh I won't even hear it, when somebody says your name
Nothing left to hide
I won't even hurt
Yeah, I'll be alright in a white T-shirt, but
If I see you out tonight
If I see you out tonight
You'll think I'm doin' alright
'Cause you can't see
What's underneath this black Jacket is a broken heart and
I never take it off
'Cause I just can't hang it up
It's too torn apart this
Black jacket has a broken heart
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Writer: BLAIR DALY, BRAD WARREN, BRETT WARREN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Sundown Heaven Town is the thirteenth studio album by American country music artist Tim McGraw. It was released on September 16, 2014 by Big Machine Records.
Performed By:
Tim McGrawGenre(s): Country
Producer(s): Byron Gallimore, Tim McGraw
Length: 50:08
Released: September 16th, 2014
Year: 2014