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"Backwoods Beauty Queen"

Daddy thinks his brown eyed girl is an angel
She's got a wild side but covers it up so well..
She knows how to party, gets a little naughty
Spent a couple nights in jail
And it really turns her on when I let her get behind the wheel..

She puts on her work clothes, fishnet panty hose,
She’s got a nickname that everyone knows at the Gentlemen’s club
She clocks in at midnight, even though it never feels right,
Makes her money one dollar at a time.
Without the makeup, nobody knows her name,
She wears the pain

[Chorus]

The week was long, but now it's gone
The drink is on
So fill your cup and turn the good time music up
Pick up that swing, somebody
Wrap your arms around it's Friday night
And get a little lost in the party
Flow you the trouble like a champagne bubble, sayin'
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Baby you a song
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise

Hey baby

Yeah, when I first saw that bikini top on her
She’s poppin’ right out of the South Georgia water
Thought, "Oh, good lord, she had them long tanned legs!"

"Dayum, Baby"

Hey baby, listen you got me twistin' watching you sippin' on that drink
I saw you smile back and I didn't miss that "it's on a little later on" wink
And your song comes on, you dance along
I cant believe how bad you got me like

Dayum, baby dayum, baby dayum

You get your hands in it, plant your roots in it
Dusty head light dance with your boots in it
(Dirt)

You write her name on it, spin your tires on it
Build your corn field whiskey bonfires on it
(Dirt)
You bet your life on it, yeah

"Get Your Shine On"

Strawberry shimmer on hot lips,
Silver buckle hangin' off her hips.
I sparkle when she smiles.
Shine down on the radio dial.
Homemade jar, lemmon drop, take a sip.
Don't stop girl, you know I love it when you get your ... shine on!

Well I'm talking 'bout a hometown
A little party back in the pines
I'm really thinkin' 'bout your house
And your couch, and getting some on a Saturday night
When I'm singing 'bout
Whiskey, summer, spring break, lovers
Shirt hanging off a tree
I'm thinkin' 'bout

She's a little red wine, he's a little bit of whiskey smoke
He's ragged on the edge, she's keepin' him holdin' out hope
She's a front pew hallelujah, drop another twenty in the plate
He's on the back row, little hungover, 'bout twenty minutes late
She's a good girl, sky blue turquoise
Fallin' for a bad boy, drivin' that Detroit
Big block, cruisin' up the blacktop
Turnin' up a corn row, scarecrow, farm house, gravel road

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Pretty thing you're making me go back
Looking like a Shania Twain throwback
Picture perfect girl I gotta post that
Sippin' 7 and 7 in your 7 jeans
Put on a string, a little rip on the seam
A southern boy's dream, like a movie scene

I burn some rubber off a truck tire, started me some wildfires
Burnt down bridges that I couldn't build back
Mighta had to learn the hard way, had my share of hard days
How the hell I ever make it through all that?
There must've been a reason
And I can't ever think that
God's been good to me, God's been good to me
On this front porch with my baby, nowhere else I'd rather be

"Hands On You"

When I get my hands on you,
I'm gonna do every little everything, anything girl
that you want me to, when it's finally just you and me,
We'll let tonight turn tomorrow back into the night,
I'm gonna make you go crazy baby,
when I get my hands on you,

You were a whip around town
Tinted windows down
Alabama bound
Dixieland delight

You were a summer silhouette
A Sunday cigarette
A hand me down cassette

"Hell Raisin' Heat Of The Summer"

Well daisy duke peek-a-boo
I might've learned a thing or two
On a Friday night joyride
Out there on the county line
Drag racin' 'til the blue lights chase us
And we scattered like sparks from

"Here's To The Good Times"

Let’s turn it up loud, mix it up strong
Lean it back slow, get your feel good on
Cut ’em off short, roll it up tight
Let it unwind tonight

Drop down the top down on the Pontiac

When the sun had left and the winter came
And the sky thought to only bring the rain
I sat in darkness
All broken hearted
I couldn't find a day I didn't feel alone
I never meant to cry, started losing hope
But somehow baby
You broke through and saved me

(Woo)
Yeah, baby
Out here, ain't nothin' but woods and water
Drop a deer from a stand, catch a fish with a bobber
Drink a beer out the can, liquor out the bottle
How the good Lord intended it, yes he did
I love my country, I love my country
Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky

"It'z Just What We Do"

(Don't act like ya'll didn't know this wasn't comin')

Alright

[Verse 1]
You know Tommy gonna trick his truck, jack it up big time,

Them jingle bells are ringing
Whole family's back in town
Mama's holding down the kitchen
Daddy won't stop bragging 'bout
How we cut us down a big one
Perfect size, ten foot high
And we drug it through the front door
And wrapped it up with lights

May we all get to grow up in our red, white and blue little town
Get a won't-start-hand-me-down Ford to try to fix up
With some part time cash from driving a tractor
Find a sweet little thang, wears your ball cap backwards
Kinda place you can't wait to leave but nobody does
'Cause you miss it too much

May we all know that nothing ain't cool 'til you wear the new off

Tears on a six string
Another angel gone leavin' you all alone
Dealin' with your demons
I know you layin' there wonderin'
If your prayers ever make it through the ceilin' too
Yeah I know what you goin' through
If I could write the perfect song
We could let the right out of all the wrongs

I can see us there on a summer night
With a blanket down, lookin' up at the starry sky
So in love that goodnight kiss never felt so sweet
Didn't know that'd be the last there'd be
But like the leaves, on an autumn tree
When the summer's gone, so was she

She had my heart

"Party People"

Hey hey hey hey
Where my party people
Oh oh oh oh

Put the stereo on the roof and crank the JBLs
(Give me something with a backbeat

"People Back Home"

[CHORUS:]
This is for my people back home
We're lighting one up, feel the love
We wouldn't be here without ya
This is for my people back home
Mix it strong, pour it out no doubt

"Round Here"

Hammerin’ a nail
Stackin’ them bales
I’m dog tired by the 5 o’clock hour
But I’m ready to raise some hell
And Jesse’s gettin’ ready
I’m gassin’ up the Chevy

Smooth
Like a Tennessee Walker, just walkin' on the water
You're smooth
Like a Sunday mornin' Elvis, singin' gospel
It's a hell of a groove
Like the lines on her Mercury
Girl, you're put together perfectly
Good Lord Almighty

(Come on)
It was clear I had to meet her
From the first time she walked by
See the second that I seen her
Knew I had to make her mine
And just a game of pool, a little shot on a stool
And I already had her dead
It's down to business

"Stay"

I'd sell my soul just to see your face.
And I'd break my bones just to heal your pain.
In these times I need a saving grace, but time is running out and I'm starting to lose my faith.

But if I told you I loved you, would it make you want to stay?
I'm sorry for the way I hurt you and making you walk away.

Alright
Make you wanna dance, don't it baby?
I'm gonna wear my flip-flops and
I'm gonna play some flip-cup and
Rock a little bit of hip-hop and Haggard and Jagger
And throw a twenty on a corn hole game
If I'm lucky yeah I might get laid
The way that it's going, that keg gon' be floating

"Take It Out On Me"

What'd he do this time?
Did he break your heart?
I can tell you been crying... and baby here you are.
And I always know any time you show up at my door past 11 o'clock that he really must've pissed you off.

Take it out on me.

"Tell Me How You Like It"

Do you like it when the meter's jumpin'?
You like the sound of them horses runnin'?
Do you like it when the tweeter's tweetin'?
Do you like it when the back seat's bumpin'?

Do you like a little kick in your coke

"Tip It Back"

When you got a rockin' chair on your front porch
Tip it back
When you got a Georgia Bulldog ball cap
Tip it back
When you're parked back off a dirt road in your girlfriend's Cadillac
Find that button on the front seat

Yeah, there's sure been days
That I thought we'd never make it through
But we found a way, and I'm proud to say it's nothin' new
Yeah, it's in our blood, it's the way we'll always be
And it's all because we were raised in the land of the free
When we fall down, we get back up
We shake it off when things get tough
We hit our knees and pray for help