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I got smoke in my hair
My clothes thrown everywhere
Woke up in my rocking chair
Holding a beer in my hand
Sporting a neon tan
My stereo cranked up
I can't find my truck
How'd I get home from the club

I'm feeling kind of banged up
Slow out of the bed
Neon noise and honkey-tonk wine ringing in my head
Last night I saw your car
I overheard your name
Pulled my hat down low, wouldn't want you to know I was in this shape
Now these old beer bones
Are like a rusty old plow

We were as young as we were dumb
When we piled in a ol' pile of junk
It was one for all, and all for one
A bunch of outlaws without a gun
Shootin' bad booze outta Dixie cups
Chasin' every girl that wasn't fast enough
No matter how bad the break or how bad the luck
Or how bad the day you still had us

"Cold Beer Drinker"

Hey! Whiskey burns me up, wine turns my teeth all red.
Tequila makes me loco, champagne hurts my head.
But let me tell ya I'm a real big fan, of ice fishin' for them aluminum cans.

I'm just a cold beer drinker, check out the callus on pop-top finger.
Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack ready to roll.

You need hands, rough not soft
To come and warm you up up in that cold hayloft
Let me hold you little darling in my big strong arms
Can't get these kind of muscles anywhere but a farm

Hey I'm a country man a city boy can't do the things I can
I can grow my own groceries and salt cure a ham
Hey baby I'm a country man

It don’t matter what plans I’ve got, I can break ‘em
Yeah I can turn this thing around at the next red light
And I don’t mind tellin’ all the guys I can’t meet ‘em
Hell, we can all go raise some hell on any other night
Girl I don’t care, oh I just gotta see what you’re wearin’
Your hair, is it pulled up or fallin’ down
Oh I just have to see it now ….

Baby, what are we becomin'?
It feels just like we're always runnin'
Rollin' through the motions everyday
I could lean in to hold you or act like I don't even know you
Seems like you could care less either way
What happened to that girl I used to know?
I just want us back to the way we were before

We were counting one star at a time
One fell out of the sky
You had your eyes closed, you were wishing on 'em
I was thinking 'bout your lips, girl and kissin' on 'em
We were sitting in the light of the moon
I was watching it shine on you
Funny how time flies with a good girl
On a good night

Out in the sticks and the squirrels and the ticks
Andy my 30-06, I'm runnin' out of Miller Lite
Trucks in park, the dog won't bark
Couple hours till dark
Wishin' one would walk by
Might as well left my gun in the gun rack
Been here all day
All I killed's a twelve pack

It's five o'clock, so we're drinking again
Wearing flip flops, so we're drinking again
There's a jukebox, so we're drinking again
We're all drinking again
The suns out, so we're drinking again
Somebody bought a round, so we're drinking again
But we're all here and we got cold beer
And we're all drinking again

The cotton wood fallin' like snow in July
Sunset, riverside, four wheel drive and a tail light circle
Roll down the windows, turn it on up
Poor a little Crown in a Dixie cup
Get the party, started

Girl you make my speakers go "BOOM BOOM"
Dancin' on the tailgate in a full moon

It's like a bolt of lightning hits me in my chest
Right outta the blue
Every time I see you
Every time I see you
Top of the world I'm standing rocking at my best
Then I look like a fool
Every time I see you
Every time I see you

Ridin' down the road listenen' to the radio
You leaned over and you turned it up
You said "Baby this is it,
The one I wanted you to hear
Don't it sound just like us?"
Up 'til then, all I'd ever listened to
Was a little sweet home, Tuesday's gone,
And workin' man blues

Girl I know I don’t know you
But your pretty little eyes so blue
Are pulling me in
Like the moon on your skin

I’m so glad you trusted me
To slide up on this dusty seat
And let your hair down

Grabbed my phone, rolled outta bed
Went back through all the texts I sent
Have drunk beer on my nightstand
Red club stand on my right hand
Tripped on my boots walking down the hall
Chuggin' sink water, staring at the wall
Trying to put the pieces back together again
Who did how, what, where and when

Kick the dust up
Come on

All week long it's a farming town
They're making that money grow
Tractors, plows with flashing lights
Backin up a two lane road
They take one last lap around

All we do right is make love and
We both know now that ain’t enough
Ain’t gonna beg you to stay
Ain't gotta ask you what's wrong
Ain’t no reason running after something already gone
Take off your leavin' dress
Let’s do what we do best
I guess everybody’s got their way of moving on

Drop it boys

I say hey man
Whatcha doing later on?
He said aw man
I'm just hanging out later on

I said I'll swing by and get ya

Your mama packed y'all up and moved you to the south
Backed a U-Haul cross a one-tree yard
To a tin roof shotgun house
You didn't know nobody, didn't talk too much
Had a rocking little body with a yankee strut
A little shy side, a little wild side
With your long blonde hair all pulled up
Then you got in with some southern bells

She was sittin' all alone over on the tailgate
Tan legs swingin' by a Georgia plate
I was lookin' for her boyfriend
Thinkin', no way she ain't got one
Soon as I sat down I was fallin' in love
Tryin' to pour a little sugar in her Dixie cup
Talkin' over the speakers in the back of that truck
She jumped up and cut me off

My daddy spent his life lookin' up at the sky
He'd cuss, kick the dust, sayin' son it's way too dry
It clouds up in the city, the weather man complains
But where I come from, rain is a good thing

(Chorus)
Rain makes corn, corn makes whiskey
Whiskey makes my baby feel a little frisky

Out of all the reindeers
You know you're the mastermind
Run, run Rudolph
Randolph ain't too far behind
Run, run Rudolph
Santa's gotta make it to town
Santa, make him hurry
Tell him he can take the freeway down

Find me a place in the sand
Clean these old shades off
Damn, y'all don't understand
All she wants to do is dance
She get me high
She get me low
She got the key to this old bronco
In her bare feet, or in her high heels

I saw a truck backin’ out of your drive
You were sitting in the passenger side
Messin’ with the radio, you had your sun glasses on.
I pulled over cause I couldn’t believe
Two weeks ago that was you and me
Riding down these old back roads, singing our songs
Now everybody round our town's been whisperin’
A tear in your eye says I should have been listenin’

Your daddy had a lakehouse
He had me paint in that summer sophomore year
Said I could stay for free
A couple buddies, a couple weeks
You roll in in a little red Honda
And headed straight for the pier
Tank top and cutoff jeans
A little PacSun underneath

(It's 'bout that time a year again!)
It was bumper to bumper when I hit Bay county
So I stopped and let the top down
Speakers were a bumpin'
Little hip-hop somethin'
I was stirrin' up a coke and crown
Didn't even check in the room
We went straight for the beach

I got that real good feel good stuff
Up under the seat of my big black jacked up truck
Rollin' on 35s
Pretty girl by my side

You got that sun tan skirt and boots
Waiting on you to look my way and scoot
Your little hot self over here

Hey girl. Go on now.
You know you’ve got everybody looking.

Got a little boom in my big truck
Gonna open up the doors and turn it up
Gonna stomp my boots in the Georgia mud
Gonna watch you make me fall in love
Get up on the hood of my daddy’s tractor

Through the dirt and the gravel
Through the years and the miles
Every road that you travelled
Through the tears and the smiles
Through the clear and the muddy
Through the thick and thin
The quiet nights, the howling wind
Through the good and the ugly

Up
Early in the morning wakin' that sun
Up
Fillin' that coffee, crankin' that tractor
Up
Prayin' it rains down on the devil's dust
Them rows come poppin'
Up

It's like the sun went down just to frame your face
Like they played that song just to see you sway
Like that old surf shop had you in mind
With what you got on, making those tan lines
It's like the ocean knows we're laying
On this beach tonight
It's like the sand's been waiting
For you to come alive 'cause

He asked me for a dollar, I said "Go get a job"
I turned up my collar and started walkin' off
He said "I don't blame you, I know what you think
I'd just spend your money, to buy another drink"
But you don't know Jack
Double shot, eighty proof, on the rocks
Until you've lost it all
And you can't go back