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Sometimes I'm the guy with the boys kicking it back
Or the guy with the guitar singing on a country track
I might be the guy with an ice cold can, stirring up dust on some old farmland
When I walk into the party with you girl, you change all that
I'm just the guy with the girl everybody wants to know
Wishin' you were there alone
Wonderin' how I ever got your little hand in mine
Lookin' over at ya like "ain't she beautiful?"

She says she hates to sleep alone but she'll do it tonight
She wants to grab her telephone but she knows it ain't right
So if he won't call, she'll survive
And if he don't care, she'll get by
Climb into bed, bury her head and cry.

From the beginning he was all anyone could have been
They were delirious with love, they were certain to win

Austin (оригинал Blake Shelton)

Остин
She left without leavin' a number
Said she needed to clear her mind
He figured she'd gone back to Austin
'Cause she talked about it all the time
It was almost a year before she called him up

Without even trying, when I close my eyes
I see you walking 'round the side of my head
Looking up at the sky
Shining brighter than single a sunrise
It's ever burnin' red
And I wanna hold you, hold you
Rolling in the warm sunshine
And if I never told you, told you

"Bet You Still Think Of Me"

Baby where are you going now?
Do you ever really know?
Oh, you hate to be tied down
But you hate to sleep alone

I bet you still think about me

(feat. Pistol Annies)

Well the boys 'round here don't listen to The Beatles
Run ole Bocephus through a jukebox needle
At a honky-tonk, where their boots stomp
All night; what? (That's right)
Yea, and what they call work, digging in the dirt
Gotta get it in the ground 'fore the rain come down

Been forever since I've been gone
Haven't held you in so long
Miss you more than words can say
Guess we've got a little off track
But love knows a way back
Through the storms and pouring rain

Got my hands on the wheel and I'm flying

[Verse 1]
Girl you're getting over him and I'm getting over her
The eyes have it made, ain't gotta say a word
Misery loves company, that's why it's you and me
Buying each other drinks
Back at the bar, as thick as thieves
Stealing these little sips
Doing our best to make the best of the worst of it

Yeah, you and your friends, ten years old
Sneaking Beech-Nut on back in the row
Sell it at market on Saturdays
Halloween getting lost with a girl in the maze
Throwing cobs at the cars that are passing
Sheriff comes out and you hide and you laugh
And praying for the sun, praying for the rain
Praying over muffins that your grandma made

You ever wondered why country songs say the same old thing,
Like a broken record skipping down on main,
Pretty girls, pickups and cut-off jeans?
You know what I mean

Dirt roads, corn rows and homemade wine
Juke joints, jumping on the county line
Heard 'em singing 'bout it a million times

Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low
makin that bacon, row by row
can't get them muscles at the YMCA
it's from choppin' cotton, cuttin' corn and slingin' that hay
been heavy liftin' since the crack of dawn
no doubt about it that boy's country strong

he's up in the mornin' yawnin' with those work boots on

Where are you now?
Who's holdin' you now?
When your world stands still, do you remember?
Leave were fallin'
We were fallin'
Almost like a dream, do you remember?

Seasons changed

She likes it when I call
in sick to work
Spend the whole day hanging with her
I might get fired but that's alright
I'm doin' what she likes

She likes it when I bring home fresh fajitas
And mix up a pitcher of margaritas

Ooh
Hey, girl, hey, where ya goin'?
Come back and sit back down
You look too good to be
Heading home so early now
You say you gotta work tomorrow
Got a lot on your mind
Let me buy another round

There's a moment in this journey that I gave up
My boots just couldn't walk another mile
And that cloud above me had no silver lining
I couldn't buy a break with my last dime

Oh, but when I saw you standing in the corner
I'da never thought that you would have my back
But then we rolled in like the thunder and the lightening

Mason jars on the dresser
Filled with quarters and dollars
Savin' 'em for our trip around the world
But, now you've changed your tune
There'll be no honeymoon
So tonight I'm going there without you, girl

I'm going down to Mexico in a glass of Tequila

I’ve been a walking heartache
I’ve made a mess of me
The person that I’ve been lately
Ain’t who I wanna be

But you stay here right beside me
Watch as the storm blows through
And I need you

"Gonna"

I'm gonna take you for a date
Take you for a ride
Gonna get you over there on the passenger side
I'm gonna put the radio on your favorite song
I'm gonna crank it on up and get you singing along

She's got her new jeans on
Lookin' so right, it's wrong
Mm, everybody stares as she walks on by
See those double takes
Hear those slammin' brakes
Yeah, when she smiles, you can see the sparks fly
My baby's gotten good, good at startin' fires
Hearts burn for her, but I'm the one walkin' beside her

It sits above the mantle on a couple rusty nails
And it's worth a bunch of money but it damn sure ain't for sale
The good Lord only knows all the stories it could tell
Granddaddy's gun

He bought it new out of a Sears & Roebuck catalog
And it shot a many shell over the top of an old bird dog
And it backed a burglar down when grandma took the safety off

Look out
People used to call me backwards
Livin' out here with the tractors,
Lettin' this world leave me behind
Now-a-days I'm an innovator
I'm a country boy prognosticator
I'm a man ahead of my times

I've got some Friday jingle jangle in my pocket
What you say we sleep away
Rock a few night moves
Spend the evening in some cozy conversation
Bartender shaking up a, having us a good time groove
And we'll keep the party going when they close it down at two
Me and you, a hangover due
I'm just saying

Yea I got a friend from New York City,
He's never heard of Conway Twitty,
Don't know nothing bout grits and greens,
Never been south of Queens,
But he flew down here on a business trip,
I took him honky-tonking and that was it,
He took to it like a pig to mud, like a cow to cud

"Honey Bee"

Girl, I been thinkin' 'bout us
And no, I ain't good at this stuff
These feelings pilin' up won't give me no rest
This might come out a little crazy
A little sideways, yeah maybe
I don't know how long it'll take me but I'll do my best

There she was;
Laughin', talkin', window shoppin' with a new guy.
And I'd heard about him.
I heard she found him right around when we said good-bye.

And I came real close and almost lost my temper.
But I bit my tongue, kept my cool, 'cause I remembered...

He’d get home at five-thirty
Fix a drink and sit down in his chair
Pick a fight with momma
Complain about the kids gettin’ in his hair
At night he’d sit alone and smoke
I’d see his frown behind the lighters flame
Now that same frowns in my mirror
I got my daddy’s blood inside my veins.

You told me I'd regret it on the day I left you

I had the nerve to laugh as I walked away

Well, its been six months and eighteen days

Feelin' nothin' but this empty pain

Well it must've been 100 in that summer sun
And I've been in it all day
Putting up with that prick of an owner's son
Making me some hillbilly pay

Working right through lunch, busting my hump
Helping his daddy stay rich
So when he kept me behind to pull some overtime

I never liked the taste of whiskey til I kissed it off of her lips
Never knew just what was hitting me, getting me tipsy
But there I sit, Levi's on a dogwood branch
Yeah, she was taking me under
I might have lost my innocence
But she was saving my soul that summer

I don't know much about eternity

Tearin' down a dirt road
Rebel flag flyin'
Coon dog in the back
Truck bed loaded down with beer
And a cold one in my lap
Earnhart sticker behind my head
And my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin'

Think I'll grab a bottle of Patron
When I get off work on my way home
Fill that hot tub full of bubble bath, kick back, relax
Baby you and me and nothing on yea

Got a weekend coming just in time
We're both needing what I've got in mind
What I got in mind, that's me and you into me and you

What's your all time high, your good as it gets?
Your hands down best ever make-up sex?
What's your guilty pleasure, your old gold tooth?
Well if you ask me, mine would be you

What's your worst hangover, your best night yet?
Your 90 proof, your Marlboro Red?
The best damn thing you lucked into

(feat. Gwen Sebastian)

Those high heels with that sun dress
Turquoise heart hanging 'round your neck
Red lips like wine, wanna drink 'em up
And keep on drinkin' 'til you make me drunk

Tied up here, wanna let it down

Don't waste your time
Looking over your shoulder
Those loves from the past
Ain't a gettin' no closer
When I look at my future
You're all I can see
So honey don't go loving on
Nobody but me

Songwriters: DIAZ MOLINA, ANA / DENEBI, MOH / JONES, GAVIN / JOHNSON, MATTHEW

(Verse 1)
If I could
I would dare
Feed your dreams
And starve your fears
If I could

"Sangria"

You're crashing into me like waves on the coast
Every time we talk, you move in close
I don't want you to stop, I don't want you to stop tonight
We've got the last two glasses on a straw hut bar
Trying to remember what number we are
String of white lights making your eyes shine tonight

You know if I'd seen her comin'
I'd probably tried to hide
But I came around the corner
And she caught me by surprise
There was no ice cold shoulder
There was no ugly scene
She just smiled and didn't say
The things I thought she'd say to me

Yea, Hollywood Boulevard
Looking down, seeing stars
90210, Rodeo is Rodeo
Glad I hit it, glad I did it and I'd do it again
Yea, and hang with my friends

With them red Maserati's and them tuned up bodies
And everybody gonna be the next somebody

Just a bunch of poor boys, daddy's girls
children of the corn field
tryin turn a shift job into a dollar bill
We wear the muddy boots
Stay true to how we're raised
A'int nothin bout us fake

You know we're straight out of that dirty south dirty roads

Pain is growing like a vine stanglin' my heart
When I think the worst is over, that's right when it starts
Someone says your name, sometimes I don't feel a thing
But then there's days like today, whoa, that are suffocating

When I think it's dead and gone
Then it starts to rain, oh, and it grows again
I find myself out in your driveway

I was gonna keep it real like chill like only have a drink or two
But it turned into a party when I started talking to you
Now you're standing in the neon looking like a high I wanna be on
Baby it's your call, no pressure at all

You don't have to throw back your pretty pink lemonade shooter
And lean a little closer
You don't have to keep on smiling that smile that's driving me wild

Well I'm crazy about fast cars, football and guitars
All them old country songs Daddy used to play
I'm crazy about Friday nights, cold beer and good times
Crazy about a summer day out on the lake

But I'm ten times crazier without about your love, girl
I'd do about anything you ask me to
I'm just plain crazy bout a lot of things baby

He was sittin’ at the bar, sippin’ on a regular Coke
We were drinkin’ and smokin’ and makin’ him the butt of our jokes
We all said, “Man, what happened to you? Why can’t you just have a few?”
He said, “I would if I could, but it’s probably best that I don’t.”

Chorus:
Cause the more I drink, the more I drink
Yeah, I’m the world’s greatest lover and a dancin’ machine

Shadows of the night
Moving on the ground
Like silent clouds
They follow me around
As I wander the dark
Throught the midnight mist
Remembering our last kiss
Do you know how much