All we need is a July hot Saturday night
A couple cans all cool and the needle on full and a countryside
Yeah, a hot little playlist, every favorite songs
When I get you climbing up in the cab of this truck
Yeah you know it's on, know it's on
Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen
Heating it up behind a high beam
Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy
Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless
Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night
So give me that aw yeah, and take me there look
I'm a sucker for your kiss, wanna steal 'em from your lips baby, like a truck
Foot heavy on the floorboard, everywhere we go
I'm talking once in a lifetime, blowing your mind
Burning down these back roads
Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen
Heating it up behind a high beam
Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy
Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless
Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night
So give me that aw yeah, and I'll give you that all night
Girl, give me that let's go, and I'll give you that good good time
Show you a side of these two lanes you've never seen
Heating it up behind a high beam
Ooh, baby you and me, just a-running down crazy
Flying high, living careless, on the edge of wild and reckless
Hold on tight, I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night
Yeah, a once in a lifetime night
Ooh girl, looking down the ride of one hell of a night
I'm 'bout to show you one hell of a night
Dustin Lynch - Where It's At Album Lyrics
Dustin Lynch - Where It's At Lyrics
Writer: JARON CALEB BOYER, ZACH CROWELL, ADAM SANDERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
To The Sky
If you got it on nine, you got it too low
Crank that ten 'til the Kenwoods blow
Two in the morning ain't late enough
We gon' be here 'til the sun shows up
You had one shot, baby take one more
If you had two, make it three, maybe four
Feeling like you're ten feet off the floor
You know what you came here for
Whatever you got to raise up
You can't get it high enough
Your hands or your phone or your cup
Set it off like the 4th Of July
Take it up to the sky
We'll be flying up in the clouds
Like we're never gonna come back down
Like we're running out of runway lights
Gonna take it up to the sky
We're gonna touch the stars,
Baby no it ain't that far
If you sitting down, get up on your feet
If you're standing up, get up on your seat
If you on your seat, find a girl who don't know you
Spit a little game, get her up on your shoulders
If she wants to dance, give her what you got
Turn a cool night into sun burn hot
If she starts getting that look her in her eye
Go take her to the moon at night
Whatever you got to raise up
You can't get it high enough
Your hands or your phone or your cup
Set it off like the 4th Of July
Take it up to the sky
We'll be flying up in the clouds
Like we're never gonna come back down
Like we're running out of runway lights
Gonna take it up to the sky
We're goin' up to the sky, we're goin' up to the sky
We're goin' up to the sky, we're so high, oh yeah
Whatever you got to raise up
Whatever you got to raise up
You can't get it high enough
Your hands or your phone or your cup
Set it off like the 4th Of July
Go on and take it up to the sky
We'll be flying up in the clouds
Like we're never gonna come back down
Like we're running out of runway lights
Gonna take it up to the sky
We're gonna touch the stars
Baby, no it ain't that far, come on
Go on and take it up to the sky
We'll be flying up in the clouds
Like we're never gonna come back down
Like we're running out of runway lights
Gonna take it up to the sky
Crank that ten 'til the Kenwoods blow
Two in the morning ain't late enough
We gon' be here 'til the sun shows up
You had one shot, baby take one more
If you had two, make it three, maybe four
Feeling like you're ten feet off the floor
You know what you came here for
Whatever you got to raise up
You can't get it high enough
Your hands or your phone or your cup
Set it off like the 4th Of July
Take it up to the sky
We'll be flying up in the clouds
Like we're never gonna come back down
Like we're running out of runway lights
Gonna take it up to the sky
We're gonna touch the stars,
Baby no it ain't that far
If you sitting down, get up on your feet
If you're standing up, get up on your seat
If you on your seat, find a girl who don't know you
Spit a little game, get her up on your shoulders
If she wants to dance, give her what you got
Turn a cool night into sun burn hot
If she starts getting that look her in her eye
Go take her to the moon at night
Whatever you got to raise up
You can't get it high enough
Your hands or your phone or your cup
Set it off like the 4th Of July
Take it up to the sky
We'll be flying up in the clouds
Like we're never gonna come back down
Like we're running out of runway lights
Gonna take it up to the sky
We're goin' up to the sky, we're goin' up to the sky
We're goin' up to the sky, we're so high, oh yeah
Whatever you got to raise up
Whatever you got to raise up
You can't get it high enough
Your hands or your phone or your cup
Set it off like the 4th Of July
Go on and take it up to the sky
We'll be flying up in the clouds
Like we're never gonna come back down
Like we're running out of runway lights
Gonna take it up to the sky
We're gonna touch the stars
Baby, no it ain't that far, come on
Go on and take it up to the sky
We'll be flying up in the clouds
Like we're never gonna come back down
Like we're running out of runway lights
Gonna take it up to the sky
Writer: ASHLEY GORLEY, ZACH CROWELL, DUSTIN LYNCH
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Halo
You ain't dancing to this song
Aw, but I can tell you're dying to
Your lips are singing right along
But you won't let yourself let loose
Cause you ain't fooling me
Come on girl I gotta see
Whoa, baby what you got hiding under that halo?
That little bit of rebel nobody knows
That turn it up, burn it up all night
Wanna do a little something wrong kind of right
Bet you got a little sway hiding in those hips
A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss
Why you holding back, girl, let it go
Baby what you hiding under that halo?
You keep sipping nice and slow
Like you're scared it's gonna go to your head
Baby, I bet you'd love catching a groove and a real good buzz
Having a night you'll never forget
So girl just take my hand
You know you wanna take a chance
Whoa, baby what you got hiding under that halo?
That little bit of rebel nobody knows
That turn it up, burn it up all night
Wanna do a little something wrong kind of right
Bet you got a little sway hiding in those hips
A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss
Why you holding back, girl, let it go
Baby what you hiding under that halo?
I wanna get you alone, halo
See what's under that halo
Don't you wanna move, baby?
Don't you wanna dance, maybe?
Don't you wanna get a little crazy?
A little crazy tonight
Whoa, baby what you got hiding under that halo?
That little bit of rebel nobody knows
That turn it up, burn it up all night
Wanna do a little something wrong kind of right
Bet you got a little sway hiding in those hips
A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss
Why you holding back, girl, let it go
Baby what you hiding under that halo?
Baby what you hiding under that halo?
I wanna get you alone, halo
See what's under that halo
Aw, but I can tell you're dying to
Your lips are singing right along
But you won't let yourself let loose
Cause you ain't fooling me
Come on girl I gotta see
Whoa, baby what you got hiding under that halo?
That little bit of rebel nobody knows
That turn it up, burn it up all night
Wanna do a little something wrong kind of right
Bet you got a little sway hiding in those hips
A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss
Why you holding back, girl, let it go
Baby what you hiding under that halo?
You keep sipping nice and slow
Like you're scared it's gonna go to your head
Baby, I bet you'd love catching a groove and a real good buzz
Having a night you'll never forget
So girl just take my hand
You know you wanna take a chance
Whoa, baby what you got hiding under that halo?
That little bit of rebel nobody knows
That turn it up, burn it up all night
Wanna do a little something wrong kind of right
Bet you got a little sway hiding in those hips
A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss
Why you holding back, girl, let it go
Baby what you hiding under that halo?
I wanna get you alone, halo
See what's under that halo
Don't you wanna move, baby?
Don't you wanna dance, maybe?
Don't you wanna get a little crazy?
A little crazy tonight
Whoa, baby what you got hiding under that halo?
That little bit of rebel nobody knows
That turn it up, burn it up all night
Wanna do a little something wrong kind of right
Bet you got a little sway hiding in those hips
A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss
Why you holding back, girl, let it go
Baby what you hiding under that halo?
Baby what you hiding under that halo?
I wanna get you alone, halo
See what's under that halo
Writer: ASHLEY GORLEY, MATT JENKINS, JIMMY ROBBINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
After Party
Somebody blew out the speakers when the kick went [?]
Bonfires burn down the red coast glowing in your eyes
I've been waiting all night for the crowd to thin out to talk to you
We got the buzz and the want you, baby, all we need is a little more time
I know you've been drinking what I've been drinking
I hope you've been thinking what I've been thinking
Let's throw a little after party
A candle on the tailgate
Baby I can't wait to get this thing started
A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do
Let's throw a little after party
Baby, just me and you
I kept a six-pack stashed here back for us just in case
Our friends are all hooked up, laid back, passed out, or long gone
Girl watching you dance in the moonlight's making my mind race
I think the breeze through the trees and the crickets are playing our song
That smile says you're knowing what I've been knowing
Let's take this thing where it oughta be going
Let's throw a little after party
A candle on the tailgate
Baby, I can't wait to get this thing started
A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do
Let's throw a little after party
Baby, just me and you
Well the night's still young and baby so are we
There's just one place where you need to be
Let's throw a little after party
A candle on the tailgate
Baby, I can't wait to get this thing started
A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do
Let's throw a little after party
Baby, just me and you
Let's throw a little after party
Oh baby, just me and you
Bonfires burn down the red coast glowing in your eyes
I've been waiting all night for the crowd to thin out to talk to you
We got the buzz and the want you, baby, all we need is a little more time
I know you've been drinking what I've been drinking
I hope you've been thinking what I've been thinking
Let's throw a little after party
A candle on the tailgate
Baby I can't wait to get this thing started
A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do
Let's throw a little after party
Baby, just me and you
I kept a six-pack stashed here back for us just in case
Our friends are all hooked up, laid back, passed out, or long gone
Girl watching you dance in the moonlight's making my mind race
I think the breeze through the trees and the crickets are playing our song
That smile says you're knowing what I've been knowing
Let's take this thing where it oughta be going
Let's throw a little after party
A candle on the tailgate
Baby, I can't wait to get this thing started
A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do
Let's throw a little after party
Baby, just me and you
Well the night's still young and baby so are we
There's just one place where you need to be
Let's throw a little after party
A candle on the tailgate
Baby, I can't wait to get this thing started
A sky full of moon and a million crazy little things to do
Let's throw a little after party
Baby, just me and you
Let's throw a little after party
Oh baby, just me and you
Writer: Jason Lee Sever, John Edwards, Steve Bogard
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management
Where It's At (Yep, Yep)
It ain't in a high rise looking for a good time shutting down the city lights
It ain't in the water floating like a bobber soaking up that hot sunshine
As good as it gets, no that ain't where it is
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
Yep yep, that's where it's at.
It ain't in a suped-up shiny red new truck, if she ain't to my right
It ain't in a dive bar, tall can of PBR, poppin' tops rockin' all night
As good as it gets, no that ain't where it is
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
Yep yep, that's where it's at.
No, it don't matter wherever we're at (No)
No, it don't get no better than that
It ain't in a suped-up shiny red new truck, if she ain't to my right
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
Yep yep, that's where it's at
Yeah, that's where it's at
Yep, yep, (That's where it's at)
2 Am when she's reaching' over
Faded t-shirt hanging off her shoulder (That's where it's at)
It ain't in the water floating like a bobber soaking up that hot sunshine
As good as it gets, no that ain't where it is
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
Yep yep, that's where it's at.
It ain't in a suped-up shiny red new truck, if she ain't to my right
It ain't in a dive bar, tall can of PBR, poppin' tops rockin' all night
As good as it gets, no that ain't where it is
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
Yep yep, that's where it's at.
No, it don't matter wherever we're at (No)
No, it don't get no better than that
It ain't in a suped-up shiny red new truck, if she ain't to my right
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
Yep yep, that's where it's at
Yeah, that's where it's at
Yep, yep, (That's where it's at)
2 Am when she's reaching' over
Faded t-shirt hanging off her shoulder (That's where it's at)
Writer: Cary Ryan Barlowe, Matthew Kyle Jenkins, Zachery Miller Crowell
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Major Bob Music, Inc. / Rio Bravo Music, Inc. / Castle Bound Music, Inc. / Hanna Bea Songs, Spirit Music Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Major Bob Music, Inc. / Rio Bravo Music, Inc. / Castle Bound Music, Inc. / Hanna Bea Songs, Spirit Music Group, Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Mind Reader
How'd you know to wear your hair like that?
How'd you know to turn up that song?
How'd you know them little tore up jeans
Was gonna tear me up and turn me on?
Girl, it's like you know me too good
But you barely know me at all
Yeah, the way it's going tonight
You probably know I'm ready to fall cause
Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader
Yeah, that's what you are
You play it off a little shy but baby, you're a heart stealer
And right here in this car
It's like you know that smile was gonna melt me down
Like you know those lips are what I'm needing right now
And girl when you lay 'em on mine
Yeah, it's like you're reading my mind
(Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader)
Girl it's like you got a crystal ball
Like you got a little gypsy side
It's like you knew that sweet perfume
That you got on was gonna get me high
Well how'd you know what I'm thinking right now?
How'd you know what I was about to say?
How'd you know to whisper in my ear
Let's take this party back to my place
Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader
Yeah, that's what you are
You play it off a little shy but baby, you're a heart stealer
And right here in this car
It's like you knew that smile was gonna melt me down
Like you know those lips are what I'm needing right now
And girl when you lay 'em on mine
Yeah, it's like you're reading my mind
Yeah, that's what you are
It's like you knew just when to lean on in
And take my hand like you had it all planned
And girl you've got me figured out, don't ya now?
Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader
Yeah, that's what you are
You play it off a little shy but baby, you're a heart stealer
And right here in this car
It's like you knew that smile was gonna melt me down
Like you know those lips are what I'm needing right now
And girl when you lay 'em on mine
Yeah, it's like you're reading my mind
(Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader)
Yeah, that's what you are
(Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader)
How'd you know to turn up that song?
How'd you know them little tore up jeans
Was gonna tear me up and turn me on?
Girl, it's like you know me too good
But you barely know me at all
Yeah, the way it's going tonight
You probably know I'm ready to fall cause
Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader
Yeah, that's what you are
You play it off a little shy but baby, you're a heart stealer
And right here in this car
It's like you know that smile was gonna melt me down
Like you know those lips are what I'm needing right now
And girl when you lay 'em on mine
Yeah, it's like you're reading my mind
(Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader)
Girl it's like you got a crystal ball
Like you got a little gypsy side
It's like you knew that sweet perfume
That you got on was gonna get me high
Well how'd you know what I'm thinking right now?
How'd you know what I was about to say?
How'd you know to whisper in my ear
Let's take this party back to my place
Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader
Yeah, that's what you are
You play it off a little shy but baby, you're a heart stealer
And right here in this car
It's like you knew that smile was gonna melt me down
Like you know those lips are what I'm needing right now
And girl when you lay 'em on mine
Yeah, it's like you're reading my mind
Yeah, that's what you are
It's like you knew just when to lean on in
And take my hand like you had it all planned
And girl you've got me figured out, don't ya now?
Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader
Yeah, that's what you are
You play it off a little shy but baby, you're a heart stealer
And right here in this car
It's like you knew that smile was gonna melt me down
Like you know those lips are what I'm needing right now
And girl when you lay 'em on mine
Yeah, it's like you're reading my mind
(Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader)
Yeah, that's what you are
(Baby, you're a little mind, baby, you're a little mind reader)
Writer: RHETT AKINS, BEN HAYSLIP
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Right Where We Want It
We got the ride, yeah, all gassed up and ready
We got the coolest cooler, chilling in the back of my Chevy
We got diamonds in the sky, silver moon shining on this road
We got hands in the air, wind in our hair, a party on the radio
We got the night right where we want it
We got the world wrapped around our fingers, girl
It sure feels good, don't it?
We gotta pour a little, jump on in
Don't think twice, what we've been waiting all morning
I got you, you got me
We got the night right where we want it
Yeah, it sure feels good, don't it?
Baby say left, and that's right where I'll be turning
Baby say right, alright, we'll get this back road burning
And we ain't gonna slow it down
'Til the sun comes creeping up
We got a good time and the headlights
And there ain't no stopping us
We got the night right where we want it
We got the world wrapped around our fingers, girl
It sure feels good, don't it?
We gotta pour a little, jump on in
Don't think twice, what we've been waiting all morning
I got you, you got me
We got the night right where we want it
We got diamonds in the sky
Yeah the time is on our side
And we got the night right where we want it
We got the world wrapped around our fingers, girl
It sure feels good, don't it?
We gotta pour a little, jump on in
Don't think twice, what we've been waiting all morning
I got you, you got me
And we got the night right where we want it
Oh, we got the night, we got the night, girl
Oh, right where we want it
We got the coolest cooler, chilling in the back of my Chevy
We got diamonds in the sky, silver moon shining on this road
We got hands in the air, wind in our hair, a party on the radio
We got the night right where we want it
We got the world wrapped around our fingers, girl
It sure feels good, don't it?
We gotta pour a little, jump on in
Don't think twice, what we've been waiting all morning
I got you, you got me
We got the night right where we want it
Yeah, it sure feels good, don't it?
Baby say left, and that's right where I'll be turning
Baby say right, alright, we'll get this back road burning
And we ain't gonna slow it down
'Til the sun comes creeping up
We got a good time and the headlights
And there ain't no stopping us
We got the night right where we want it
We got the world wrapped around our fingers, girl
It sure feels good, don't it?
We gotta pour a little, jump on in
Don't think twice, what we've been waiting all morning
I got you, you got me
We got the night right where we want it
We got diamonds in the sky
Yeah the time is on our side
And we got the night right where we want it
We got the world wrapped around our fingers, girl
It sure feels good, don't it?
We gotta pour a little, jump on in
Don't think twice, what we've been waiting all morning
I got you, you got me
And we got the night right where we want it
Oh, we got the night, we got the night, girl
Oh, right where we want it
Writer: RHETT AKINS, MARV GREEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
She Wants A Cowboy
Fancy ties, pinstripe suits
Gold cuff links, Italian shoes
But she likes boots, she wants a cowboy
New York City, a Soho flat
Wall Street clean cut hair slicked back
But she likes hats, she wants a cowboy
Riding with him in the wide open
Cheyenne wind, no fences can hold 'em
Ropin' her dreams, Texas and smoke in his voice
She wants a cowboy
Motorcycles, turbo Porches
Sailboats, Rolls Royces
But she likes horses, she wants a cowboy
Riding with him in the wide open
Cheyenne wind, no fences can hold 'em
Ropin' her dreams, Texas and smoke in his voice
She wants a cowboy
Riding with me in the wide open
Cheyenne wind, no fences can hold us
Ropin' her dreams, lucky for me I was her choice
She wants a cowboy
She wants a cowboy
Gold cuff links, Italian shoes
But she likes boots, she wants a cowboy
New York City, a Soho flat
Wall Street clean cut hair slicked back
But she likes hats, she wants a cowboy
Riding with him in the wide open
Cheyenne wind, no fences can hold 'em
Ropin' her dreams, Texas and smoke in his voice
She wants a cowboy
Motorcycles, turbo Porches
Sailboats, Rolls Royces
But she likes horses, she wants a cowboy
Riding with him in the wide open
Cheyenne wind, no fences can hold 'em
Ropin' her dreams, Texas and smoke in his voice
She wants a cowboy
Riding with me in the wide open
Cheyenne wind, no fences can hold us
Ropin' her dreams, lucky for me I was her choice
She wants a cowboy
She wants a cowboy
Writer: TIM NICHOLS, JOSH LEO, DUSTIN LYNCH
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
World To Me
It's a middle of nowhere, nobody comes here town
You're either born and raised and you stay or you turn right around
Podunk, court house, stop light blinking
Four wheels, corn fields, I know what you're thinking
Who'd wanna live in this place
Who'd wanna suffer the fate
Of a life spent pulling a plow through the dirt
Who'd wanna put down roots in a blue collar suit
We do, and a few of us know what it's worth
A little buckshot dot on a map it might be
But it's the world to me
I know these hollers and hills and fields down to every square inch
I know every name sprayed in Dupont paint on that bridge
Had my first kiss, learned to shift gears on these back roads
All that and all of this makes me one of those
Who'd wanna live in this place
Who'd wanna suffer the fate
Of a life spent pulling a plow through the dirt
Who'd wanna put down roots in a blue collar suit
We do, and a few of us know what it's worth
A little buckshot dot on a map it might be
Oh, but it's the world to me
It's those Friday night games
Barry's Tavern on Main
Where we got a cold beer after a hard day's work
It's who we are through and through
From our hats to our boots
It's the truth, and we all know what it's worth
A little buckshot dot on a map it might be
But it's the world to me
Oh, the world to me
You're either born and raised and you stay or you turn right around
Podunk, court house, stop light blinking
Four wheels, corn fields, I know what you're thinking
Who'd wanna live in this place
Who'd wanna suffer the fate
Of a life spent pulling a plow through the dirt
Who'd wanna put down roots in a blue collar suit
We do, and a few of us know what it's worth
A little buckshot dot on a map it might be
But it's the world to me
I know these hollers and hills and fields down to every square inch
I know every name sprayed in Dupont paint on that bridge
Had my first kiss, learned to shift gears on these back roads
All that and all of this makes me one of those
Who'd wanna live in this place
Who'd wanna suffer the fate
Of a life spent pulling a plow through the dirt
Who'd wanna put down roots in a blue collar suit
We do, and a few of us know what it's worth
A little buckshot dot on a map it might be
Oh, but it's the world to me
It's those Friday night games
Barry's Tavern on Main
Where we got a cold beer after a hard day's work
It's who we are through and through
From our hats to our boots
It's the truth, and we all know what it's worth
A little buckshot dot on a map it might be
But it's the world to me
Oh, the world to me
Writer: ADAM CRAIG, ASH BOWERS, MATT ROGERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION
Sing It To Me
Girl the way you move when you move is like a melody
Yeah, the music hits when your lips get a hold of me
You know just the way, what to play to keep me hanging on
Your kiss is like a song
Sing it to me 'til the morning sun comes up
Love the sound of your love, turn it up, turn it up
Hitting repeat, girl, I got you stuck in my head
Should get out of this bed, but instead
Go ahead, sing it to me
Sing it to me, girl (all night)
Sing it to me, girl (all right)
Sing it to me, girl
Baby when you start you make my heart beat like an 808
Like it ain't no thing, you pull my strings when you say my name
When your finger tips get to getting round where they belong
Your touch is like a song
Sing it to me 'til the morning sun comes up
Love the sound of your love, turn it up, turn it up
Hitting repeat, girl, I got you stuck in my head
Should get out of this bed, but instead
Go ahead, sing it to me
Sing it to me, girl (all night)
Sing it to me, girl (all right)
Sing it to me, girl
Lost in the rhythm that you give
And your love's like a song
Come on, come on
Sing it to me 'til the morning sun comes up
Love the sound of your love, turn it up, turn it up
Hitting repeat, girl, I got you stuck in my head
Should get out of this bed, but instead
Go ahead, sing it to me
Sing it to me, girl (all night)
Sing it to me, girl (all right)
Sing it to me, girl
Sing it to me
All night, all right
Yeah, the music hits when your lips get a hold of me
You know just the way, what to play to keep me hanging on
Your kiss is like a song
Sing it to me 'til the morning sun comes up
Love the sound of your love, turn it up, turn it up
Hitting repeat, girl, I got you stuck in my head
Should get out of this bed, but instead
Go ahead, sing it to me
Sing it to me, girl (all night)
Sing it to me, girl (all right)
Sing it to me, girl
Baby when you start you make my heart beat like an 808
Like it ain't no thing, you pull my strings when you say my name
When your finger tips get to getting round where they belong
Your touch is like a song
Sing it to me 'til the morning sun comes up
Love the sound of your love, turn it up, turn it up
Hitting repeat, girl, I got you stuck in my head
Should get out of this bed, but instead
Go ahead, sing it to me
Sing it to me, girl (all night)
Sing it to me, girl (all right)
Sing it to me, girl
Lost in the rhythm that you give
And your love's like a song
Come on, come on
Sing it to me 'til the morning sun comes up
Love the sound of your love, turn it up, turn it up
Hitting repeat, girl, I got you stuck in my head
Should get out of this bed, but instead
Go ahead, sing it to me
Sing it to me, girl (all night)
Sing it to me, girl (all right)
Sing it to me, girl
Sing it to me
All night, all right
Writer: Dustin Charles Lynch, Jack Joseph Osbourne, Jimmy Robbins
Copyright: Lyrics © AUDIAM, INC, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © AUDIAM, INC, Spirit Music Group
All Night
It ain't in a high rise looking for a good time shutting down the city lights
It ain't in the water floating like a bobber soaking up that hot sunshine
As good as it gets, no that ain't where it is
[Chorus:]
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep Yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
yep yep, that's where it's at.
It ain't in a suped-up shiny red new truck, if she ain't to my right
It ain't in a dive bar, tall can of PBR, poppin' tops rockin all night
As good as it gets, no that ain't where it is
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep Yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
yep yep, that's where it's at.
[Bridge]
No, it don't matter wherever we're at (no...)
No, it don't get no better than that
It ain't in a suped-up shiny red new truck, if she ain't to my right
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep Yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
yep yep, that's where it's at
Yeah, that's where it's at
Yep, yep, (that's where it's at)
2 AM when she's reaching' over
Faded t-shirt hanging off her shoulder (that's where it's at)
It ain't in the water floating like a bobber soaking up that hot sunshine
As good as it gets, no that ain't where it is
[Chorus:]
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep Yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
yep yep, that's where it's at.
It ain't in a suped-up shiny red new truck, if she ain't to my right
It ain't in a dive bar, tall can of PBR, poppin' tops rockin all night
As good as it gets, no that ain't where it is
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep Yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
yep yep, that's where it's at.
[Bridge]
No, it don't matter wherever we're at (no...)
No, it don't get no better than that
It ain't in a suped-up shiny red new truck, if she ain't to my right
It's at 2 am when she's reaching' over
Faded T-shirt hanging off her shoulder
Dressed up, hair down, in a ball cap
Yep Yep, as long as I get that
Sweet little something late night kiss
On a plane or a train or way back in the sticks
I swear, if she's there, that's where
yep yep, that's where it's at
Yeah, that's where it's at
Yep, yep, (that's where it's at)
2 AM when she's reaching' over
Faded t-shirt hanging off her shoulder (that's where it's at)
Writer: Matthew Kyle Jenkins, Matthew Thomas Ramsey, Trevor Joseph Rosen
Copyright: Lyrics © CALHOUN ENTERPRISES, ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CALHOUN ENTERPRISES, ANTHEM ENTERTAINMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Middle Of Nowhere
Is that a green light? Is that a stop sign?
I don't know which way that you want me to go
Trying to look deep in your blue eyes
Do I lean on in or just leave it alone?
It's like I'm lost in a hundred acre field
No map and I've got no lights
Wondering what kind of friends you wanna be
I'm wishing I could read your mind
Baby what you mean when you smile like that?
When you take my hat and turn it around
And you pull me close and you push me back
Look away and laugh, I can't figure out
If you want my kiss or if I'm reading too much into this
You playing with your pretty brown hair
I wanna go there, no it ain't fair
How you got me stuck out in the middle of nowhere
Do you want me like I want you?
Or is this just how you treat all the guys?
Are you a little tease or are you into me?
Is this is a game you play, oh, give me a sign
It's like I'm lost in a town I've never been before, just driving around
Girl, you've gotta help me out
Gotta tell me which roads you want me to go down
Baby what you mean when you smile like that?
When you take my hat and turn it around
And you pull me close and you push me back
Look away and laugh, I can't figure out
If you want my kiss or if I'm reading too much into this
You playing with your pretty brown hair
I wanna go there, no it ain't fair
How you got me stuck out in the middle of nowhere
I'm out here wondering where to go
Doing nothing but it's just a dead end road
So here I go, leaning in, nice and slow
I just gotta know
Baby what you mean when you smile like that?
When you take my hat and turn it around
And you pull me close and you push me back
Look away and laugh, I can't figure out
If you want my kiss or if I'm reading too much into this
You playing with your pretty brown hair
I wanna go there, no it ain't fair
How you got me stuck out in the middle of nowhere
No, don't leave me in the middle of nowhere
I just wanna kiss you all the time
Girl I wanna go there
Baby, would it be alright
Oh, I'm so lost tonight
Out here in the middle of nowhere
I don't know which way that you want me to go
Trying to look deep in your blue eyes
Do I lean on in or just leave it alone?
It's like I'm lost in a hundred acre field
No map and I've got no lights
Wondering what kind of friends you wanna be
I'm wishing I could read your mind
Baby what you mean when you smile like that?
When you take my hat and turn it around
And you pull me close and you push me back
Look away and laugh, I can't figure out
If you want my kiss or if I'm reading too much into this
You playing with your pretty brown hair
I wanna go there, no it ain't fair
How you got me stuck out in the middle of nowhere
Do you want me like I want you?
Or is this just how you treat all the guys?
Are you a little tease or are you into me?
Is this is a game you play, oh, give me a sign
It's like I'm lost in a town I've never been before, just driving around
Girl, you've gotta help me out
Gotta tell me which roads you want me to go down
Baby what you mean when you smile like that?
When you take my hat and turn it around
And you pull me close and you push me back
Look away and laugh, I can't figure out
If you want my kiss or if I'm reading too much into this
You playing with your pretty brown hair
I wanna go there, no it ain't fair
How you got me stuck out in the middle of nowhere
I'm out here wondering where to go
Doing nothing but it's just a dead end road
So here I go, leaning in, nice and slow
I just gotta know
Baby what you mean when you smile like that?
When you take my hat and turn it around
And you pull me close and you push me back
Look away and laugh, I can't figure out
If you want my kiss or if I'm reading too much into this
You playing with your pretty brown hair
I wanna go there, no it ain't fair
How you got me stuck out in the middle of nowhere
No, don't leave me in the middle of nowhere
I just wanna kiss you all the time
Girl I wanna go there
Baby, would it be alright
Oh, I'm so lost tonight
Out here in the middle of nowhere
Writer: DUSTIN LYNCH, ZACH CROWELL, ASHLEY GLENN GORLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
What You Wanna Hear
I bet you're sick of them pick up lines, the same thing every Friday night
You're so hot girl, you're looking so fine, like you don't already know
They say they'll treat you right, show you the city lights
Get you sipping on something you don't even like
I guess they don't know, they're on the wrong road
I know what you wanna hear
Truck tires on a two lane rolling
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in
Hair all around to the sound
Of the radio singing in the background
Gravel grinding, while we're finding
A little spot I can make a fire in
Top popping on an ice cold beer
I know what you wanna hear
Ain't that music to your ears?
Tell me, have I got you figured out?
Baby, ain't that what you're all about?
Do I make you wanna leave this crowd and head on out of here
Cause I can tell by that little shine smile
What I'm talking bout's a little more of your style
It'll only take a couple of miles to the
Truck tires on a two lane rolling
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in
Hair all around to the sound
Of the radio singing in the background
Gravel grinding, while we're finding
A little spot I can make a fire in
Top popping on an ice cold beer
I know what you wanna hear
Ain't that music to your ears?
They say they'll treat you right, show you the city lights
Get you sipping on something you don't even like, girl
They don't know, but I know, I know you like
Truck tires on a two lane rolling
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in
Hair all around to the sound
Of the radio singing in the background
Gravel grinding, while we're finding
A little spot I can make a fire in
Top popping on an ice cold beer
I know what you wanna hear
I know what you wanna hear, girl
Oh yeah, ain't that music to your ears?
You're so hot girl, you're looking so fine, like you don't already know
They say they'll treat you right, show you the city lights
Get you sipping on something you don't even like
I guess they don't know, they're on the wrong road
I know what you wanna hear
Truck tires on a two lane rolling
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in
Hair all around to the sound
Of the radio singing in the background
Gravel grinding, while we're finding
A little spot I can make a fire in
Top popping on an ice cold beer
I know what you wanna hear
Ain't that music to your ears?
Tell me, have I got you figured out?
Baby, ain't that what you're all about?
Do I make you wanna leave this crowd and head on out of here
Cause I can tell by that little shine smile
What I'm talking bout's a little more of your style
It'll only take a couple of miles to the
Truck tires on a two lane rolling
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in
Hair all around to the sound
Of the radio singing in the background
Gravel grinding, while we're finding
A little spot I can make a fire in
Top popping on an ice cold beer
I know what you wanna hear
Ain't that music to your ears?
They say they'll treat you right, show you the city lights
Get you sipping on something you don't even like, girl
They don't know, but I know, I know you like
Truck tires on a two lane rolling
River rushing and a warm breeze blowing in
Hair all around to the sound
Of the radio singing in the background
Gravel grinding, while we're finding
A little spot I can make a fire in
Top popping on an ice cold beer
I know what you wanna hear
I know what you wanna hear, girl
Oh yeah, ain't that music to your ears?
Writer: RHETT AKINS, ASHLEY GORLEY, BEN HAYSLIP
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Your Daddys Boots
Girl you look so pretty in your wedding day white
Dancing with another man but that's alright
The way he's spinning you around has stopped the whole room
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
He's got a heart of gold, right hand like a vice
Same man on Sunday morning as Saturday night
Barbed wire tough and cowboy cool
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
He was the first to hold your hand, first to dry your tears
We had a man to man and now I'm taking it from here
I made him a promise, girl I promise you
I'll always do the best that I can do
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
They say there's things about him that you see in me
He's the kind of man I want to be
Got to give the man credit where credit is due
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
He was the first to hold your hand, first to dry your tears
We had a man to man and now I'm taking it from here
I made him a promise, girl I promise you
I'll always do the best that I can do
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
Girl you look so pretty in your wedding day white
Dancing with another man, oh but that's alright
The way he's spinning you around has stopped the whole room
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
Dancing with another man but that's alright
The way he's spinning you around has stopped the whole room
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
He's got a heart of gold, right hand like a vice
Same man on Sunday morning as Saturday night
Barbed wire tough and cowboy cool
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
He was the first to hold your hand, first to dry your tears
We had a man to man and now I'm taking it from here
I made him a promise, girl I promise you
I'll always do the best that I can do
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
They say there's things about him that you see in me
He's the kind of man I want to be
Got to give the man credit where credit is due
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
He was the first to hold your hand, first to dry your tears
We had a man to man and now I'm taking it from here
I made him a promise, girl I promise you
I'll always do the best that I can do
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
Girl you look so pretty in your wedding day white
Dancing with another man, oh but that's alright
The way he's spinning you around has stopped the whole room
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
I'm gonna have a hell of a time trying to fill your daddy's boots
Writer: TIM NICHOLS, JOSH LEO, DUSTIN LYNCH
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
American Prayer
It's whispered from a tractor on a flat Midwestern plain
The fields are dry and dusty, there is no sign of rain
It floats out a kitchen window, somewhere in the south
If the river gets much higher, they'll float away no doubt
You can almost feel it in the air, an American prayer
They're gonna be alright, they're gonna carry on
Help from above will come back strong
I got faith in us, I got faith in Him
The clouds will part and the sun will shine again, amen
It echoes through the factories up in Michigan
It bounces off the levees, and rides out on the wind
Clear out to California, and back on up to Maine
It don't matter if you're rich or poor, a sinner or a saint
Every night, everybody, everywhere
Is praying their American prayer
They're gonna be alright, they're gonna carry on
Help from above will come back strong
I got faith in us, I got faith in Him
The clouds will part and the sun will shine again, amen
They're gonna be alright, they're gonna carry on
Help from above will come back strong
Got faith in us, got faith in Him
Yeah the clouds will part and the sun will shine again, amen
Amen
The fields are dry and dusty, there is no sign of rain
It floats out a kitchen window, somewhere in the south
If the river gets much higher, they'll float away no doubt
You can almost feel it in the air, an American prayer
They're gonna be alright, they're gonna carry on
Help from above will come back strong
I got faith in us, I got faith in Him
The clouds will part and the sun will shine again, amen
It echoes through the factories up in Michigan
It bounces off the levees, and rides out on the wind
Clear out to California, and back on up to Maine
It don't matter if you're rich or poor, a sinner or a saint
Every night, everybody, everywhere
Is praying their American prayer
They're gonna be alright, they're gonna carry on
Help from above will come back strong
I got faith in us, I got faith in Him
The clouds will part and the sun will shine again, amen
They're gonna be alright, they're gonna carry on
Help from above will come back strong
Got faith in us, got faith in Him
Yeah the clouds will part and the sun will shine again, amen
Amen
Writer: JAMES ALLEN JR COLLINS, MARV GREEN, WENDELL MOBLEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Where It's At is the second studio album by American country music artist Dustin Lynch. It was released on September 9, 2014, by Broken Bow Records. Mickey Jack Cones produced 12 of the 15 songs with Brett Beavers and Luke Wooten co-producing 3 of the 15. Lynch co-wrote five of the album's fifteen tracks. The album's first single, "Where It's At", was released to country radio on March 31, 2014 and became his first number one single on the Country Airplay chart.
The album's second single, "Hell of a Night", was released to country radio on November 3, 2014. and became his second number one single on the Country Airplay chart. The album's third single, "Mind Reader", was released to country radio on September 28, 2015, and became his third number one single on the Country Airplay chart.
Performed By:
Dustin LynchThe album's second single, "Hell of a Night", was released to country radio on November 3, 2014. and became his second number one single on the Country Airplay chart. The album's third single, "Mind Reader", was released to country radio on September 28, 2015, and became his third number one single on the Country Airplay chart.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Mickey Jack Cones, Brett Beavers, Luke Wooten
Released: September 9th, 2014
Year: 2014