My Kinda Party

My Kinda Party

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  1. Tattoos On This Town Lyrics Video
  2. Dirt Road Anthem Lyrics Video
  3. Church Pew Or Bar Stool Lyrics
  4. Just Passing Through Lyrics
  5. Fly Over States Lyrics Video
  6. My Kinda Party Lyrics Video
  7. I Ain't Ready To Quit
  8. It Ain't Easy
  9. Country Boy's World
  10. The Heartache That Don't Stop Hurting
  11. Texas Was You
  12. Don't You Wanna Stay Video
  13. See You When I See You Lyrics
  14. If She Could See Me Now Lyrics
  15. Days Like These Lyrics
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Lyrics

Tattoos On This Town

(Neil Thrasher/Wendell Mobley/Michael Dulaney)

There’s still black marks on that county road,
Where we drag raced our pickups, and mustangs,
And weathered all the sun and rain,
And to this day up on that overpass,
Even underneath the new paint, you can still see,
Ali will you marry me,
Take a ride, look around, and there ain’t no doubt

CHORUS
It sure left its mark on us,
We sure left our mark on it,
We let the world know we were here,
With everything we did,
We laid a lot of memories down,
Like tattoos on this town.

There’s still a rope burn on that oak branch,
That hangs over the river, I still got the scar,
From swingin’ out a little too far,
There ain’t a corner of this hallowed ground,
That we ain’t laughed or cried on,
It’s where we loved, lived and learned real life stuff,
It’s everything we’re made of,

CHORUS

Everywhere there we are,
It hits me right, in my heart,

CHORUS
And we’ll always be hanging around
Like tattoos on this town
Like tattoos on this town

© 2010 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI), Boatwright Baby (BMI), Desert Treasure Music (BMI). All rights admin. by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI) Feet In The Creek Music/BMG Gold Songs (ASCAP)

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Dirt Road Anthem

(Brantley Gilbert/Colt Ford)

Yeah I’m chillin’ on a dirt road
Laid back swervin’ like I’m George Jones
Smoke rollin’ out the window
An ice cold beer sittin’ in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I’m turnin’ off a real life drive and that’s right
I’m hittin’ easy street on mud tires

Back in the day Potts farm was the place to go
Load the truck up hit the dirt road,
Jump the barbed wire, spread the word,
Light the bonfire then call the girls
King in the can and the Marlboro man
Jack n’ Jim were a few good men,
Where you learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too,
Better watch out for the boys in blue
And all this small town he said, she said,
Ain’t it funny how rumors spread
Like I know somethin’ ya’ll don’t know, man that talk is getting old
You better mind your business man, watch your mouth,
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out
I’m tired of talkin’ man y’all ain’t listenin’
Them ol’ dirt roads, is what y’all missin’

Yeah I’m chillin’ on a dirt road
Laid back swervin’ like I’m George Jones
Smoke rollin’ out the window
An ice cold beer sittin’ in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I’m turnin’ off a real life drive that’s right
I’m hittin’ easy street on mud tires

I sit back and think about them good old days
The way we were raised in our southern ways
And we like cornbread and biscuits
And if it’s broke ‘round here we fix it
I can take ya’ll where you need to go
Down to my hood back in them woods
We do it different round here that’s right
But we sure do it good and we do it all night
So if you really want to know how it feels
To get off the road with trucks and four wheels
Jump on in and man tell your friends
We’ll raise some hell where the black top ends

I’m chillin’ on a dirt road
Laid back swervin’ like I’m George Jones
Smoke rollin’ out the window
An ice cold beer sittin’ in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I’m turnin’ off a real life drive and that’s right
I’m hittin’ easy street on mud tires
Let’s ride

Yeah I’m chillin’ on a dirt road
Laid back swervin’ like I’m George Jones
Smoke rollin’ out the window
An ice cold beer sittin’ in the console
Memory lane up in the headlights
Its got me reminiscing on them good times
I’m turnin’ off a real life drive and that’s right
I’m hittin’ easy street on mud tires
Let’s ride

© 2010 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI), Indiana Angel Music (BMI) All rights admin by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI)
Average Joes Entertainment Group, LLC d/b/a Average ZJS Music
Publishing (BMI).

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Church Pew Or Bar Stool

(Josh Thompson/Adam Craig/Michael Howard)

Not a whole lot going on, a small town Friday night
Revving up at a red light, on your mark get set go
Past a mom and pop restaurant
Same four trucks parked out front
I guess you gotta make your own fun
When you’re stuck in a place this slow

There’s only two means of salvation around here that seem to work
Whiskey or the Bible, a shot glass or revival

CHORUS:
When you don’t seem to run on either side of the fence
People act like you don’t make sense
These big town dreams that I’ve been chasing
Will never come true if I wind up staying
And I don’t want, to fall in, the same rut
That everybody here seems to be stuck in now
Why do I hang around
In this church pew or bar stool kind of town

I’m like that AM station, that never comes in right
Till you pass the city limit sign, that’s the only time it all gets clear
Well it’s crystal clear that I, just need to find
A place where there is no lines
And nothing like it is around here

Someplace where it don’t feel like this world revolves around
Whiskey or the Bible, a shot glass or revival

CHORUS

Here it sometimes feels just like this world revolves around Whiskey or the Bible, a shot glass or revival

CHORUS

Yeah I need to get out, of this church pew or bar stool kind of town
Yeah yeah

© 2010 Sony/ATV Cross Keys Publishing / Songs Of Canalco / K10 Publishing (ASCAP) Ash Street Publishing d/b/a Ash Street Music (ASCAP) In-Tune Nashville Music Publishing (BMI)
DeAnne Deming Howard Music (ASCAP)

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Just Passing Through

(David Lee Murphy/Kim Tribble)

Well I can hear that rooster crowin’ down the road
I felt my eyes open up real slow and I looked around
Makin’ sure I hadn’t checked out
Cause there was an angel lying next to me
And I figured heaven’s where I must be
Oh but it was you, and baby what else could I do
In that bed I said a little prayer,
For one more day I’m still here

CHORUS
It’s your world and I’m just in it
Ain’t no other way to spin it
Lucky me just being there when I get to hold you
I’m just here to love you girl
It’s your world and I’m just passing through

I dig in my heels and try to slow this down
I want my life to revolve around, everything you do
Oh but that’s all up to you
Everything good seems to go so fast
It’s kinda like one big party you crash you weren’t counting on
One day you’re here and gone
Baby all I wanna do is lay right here
And hope it all don’t disappear

CHORUS

CHORUS

I’m just here to love you girl
It’s your world and I’m just passing through

© 2010 Old Desperados, LLC/N2D Publishing Co., Inc. (ASCAP) (Adm by Carol Vincent and Associates, LLC) All Rights Reserved. Tunes of RPM (SESAC), Songs of Category 5 (SESAC) admin by Tunes of RPM

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Fly Over States

(Neil Thrasher/Michael Dulaney)

A couple guys in first class on a flight
From New York to Los Angeles
Kinda making small talk killin’ time
Flirting with the flight attendants
Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma

Just a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms
Man, it all looks the same
Miles and miles of back roads and highways
Connecting little towns with funny names
Who’d want to live down there, in the middle of nowhere

They’ve never drove through Indiana
Met the man who plowed that earth
Planted that seed, busted his ass for you and me
Or caught a harvest moon in Kansas
They’d understand why God made
Those fly over states

I bet that mile long Santa Fe
Freight train engineer’s seen it all
Just like that flatbed cowboy
Stacking US Steel on a three day haul
Roads and rails under their feet
Yeah, that sounds like a first class seat

On the plains of Oklahoma
With a windshield sunset in your eyes
Like a watercolored painted sky
You’ll think heavens doors have opened
You’ll understand why God made
Those fly over states

Take a ride across the badlands
Feel that freedom on your face
Breathe in all that open space
Meet a girl from Amarillo
You’ll understand why God made
You might even wanna plant your stakes
In those fly over states

Have you ever been through Indiana
On the plains of Oklahoma
Take a ride

© 2010 Sweet Summer Music/BMG Gold Songs (ASCAP) Major Bob Music, Inc. (ASCAP) Circle C Songs / Mojave Rain Music (Administered by Full Circle Music Publishing LLC) ASCAP

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My Kinda Party

(Brantley Gilbert)

Worked all week,
Cleaned up clean cut and clean shaved,
I got the cover off the sixty-eight,
I fired it up and let them horses sing
A little pretty thing,
A little tanned legged Georgia dream,
She’s rockin’ them holey jeans,
And baby what you got goin on Saturday

You know, word’s got it, there’s gonna be a party,
Outta town about half a mile,
Four wheel drives and big mud tires, Muscadine wine

CHORUS
Oh baby you can find me, on the back of a jacked up tailgate,
Sittin’ round watchin’ all these pretty things,
Get down in that Georgia clay
And I’ll find peace, at the bottom of a real tall cold drink,
I’m chillin’ to some Skynyrd and some old Hank,
Let’s get this thing started, it’s my kind of party,

Well if you wanna drink,
Go baby just do your thing,
But give up your keys,
Hell why drive when you can stay with me
And then after while,
We’ll sneak away from the bonfire,
Walk by the moonlight and down to the riverside,
Gotcha sippin on some moonshine,

Baby if you’re in the mood and
You can settle for a one night rodeo,
If you can be my tan legged Juliet
I’ll be your redneck Romeo

CHORUS

CHORUS
Haha, ya’ll ready for this, ya’ll go on and turn it on up, ha

© 2010 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI), Indiana Angel Music (BMI). All rights admin by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI)

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I Ain’t Ready To Quit

(Thomas Rhett Akins/Jaron Boyer/Ben Stennis)

Something ‘bout lighting up a Marlboro red
And that nicotine rushing to my head
And the taste of Southern Comfort on my lips
Tells me I ain’t ready to quit

There’s something ‘bout driving way too fast
Switching gears and hammerin’ on the gas
And the fact that they ain’t caught me yet
Tells me I ain’t ready to quit

CHORUS
Don’t start thinking I’m gonna stop
Givin’ it all I got
And you think you’ve seen love
You ain’t seen nothing yet
How could I ever get tired
Of waking up by your side
And the taste of your sweet kiss
Tells me I ain’t ready to quit

There’s something ‘bout the way you say my name
That drives this ole country boy insane
So baby don’t stop loving me like this
Cause I ain’t ready to quit

CHORUS

CHORUS

©2010 EMI Blackwood Music Inc. (BMI) 4T4 Music (SESAC) and Bug Music – Pacific Wind Music (SESAC). All Rights on Behalf of 4T4 Music administered by Bug Music – Pacific Wind Music. Pickin’ Publishing (BMI)

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See You When I See You

(Tony Martin / Wendell Mobley / Neil Thrasher)

Let’s don’t say goodbye
I hate the way it sounds
So if you don’t mind
Let’s just say for now

CHORUS
See you when I see you
Another place some other time
If I ever get down your way
Or you’re ever up around mine
We’ll laugh about the old days
And catch up on the new
Yeah I’ll see you when I see you
And I hope it’s someday soon

God made this old world round
And maybe it’s that way
So that paths that we go down
Yeah will cross again someday
And someday I’ll…

CHORUS

FINAL CHORUS
See you when I see you
Another place some other time
If I ever get down your way
If you’re ever up around mine – just stop by
We’ll laugh about the old days
And catch up on the new
Yeah I’ll see you when I see you
Till then my prayers are with you
And I hope it’s someday soon

I’ll see you when I see you

© 2010 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI), Boatwright Baby (BMI). All rights admin. by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI) Sony/ATV Tree Publishing / Goldwatch Music (BMI) Feet In The Creek Music/BMG Gold Songs (ASCAP)

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If She Could See Me Now

(Bryan Edwards/Bill Luther/Justin Weaver)

There wasn’t a stone I didn’t throw
When I wrecked it
My foolish words so cruel and cold
Were disconnected
Tell me why
When she cried
All I did was close my eyes

CHORUS
But if she could see me now
If she could see me breaking down
Maybe she’d turn around
If she could see me now

Now the sunshine feels like rain
Trying to drown me
And the world feels out of place
All around me
So I wait
And I pray
That I’ll run into her someday

CHORUS

There’s so many things I wish I could tell her show her
Just how bad I really need her miss her love her

CHORUS
CHORUS

If she could see me now

©2010 BE Platinum Music (BMI) Sony/ATV Tree Publishing / This Town Music (BMI) Music Of Stage Three / Songs Of Cornman (BMI)
Administered by Stage Three Music (U.S.) Inc. All Rights Reserved. Used by Permission. International Copyright Secured.

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Days Like These

(Neil Thrasher/busbee/Wendell Mobley)

Ain’t no cloud up in my sky… I couldn’t worry if I tried
I got an open road just daring me
To pick you up and take you for a ride

Got a new shine on my car… the sun is tanning my left arm
And while I’m waiting on the red light
I’m burning up a little air guitar yeah

CHORUS
Turn it up a little bit louder turn it up I love this song
C’mon girl the world is ours let’s do something right or wrong
Life is short and let’s go live it ain’t no time for wastin’ time
Days like these… they go by way too fast
Yeah days like these… you wanna make ‘em last

Rest your feet up on the dash leave your toe prints on the glass
Sing it like you mean it baby
Close your eyes and lay your head on back
What’d you say… what was that oh

CHORUS

Speakers… laying in the truck bed no this day ain’t done yet
Till the sun goes down…

CHORUS
Days like these… they go by way too fast
Yeah days like these… you wanna make ‘em last

© 2010 Feet In The Creek Music/BMG Gold Songs (ASCAP)
Hello I Love You Music/BMG Platinum Songs (BMI) Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI) Boatwright Baby (BMI) All rights admin. by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI)

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