Granger Smith - Remington Album Lyrics

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Backroad Song

Barbed wire fence carving out a hillside, cutting holes in the midday sun
Like a postcard framed in a windshield covered in dust
I love the rhythm of an old grey blacktop, 33's just whistlin' by
Steer the wheel, one handed on a two lane, hugging that line
I got the windows down, no one else around singin'

(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Freedom is the miles I'm rollin' on
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Out here cruising to a backroad song
I feel the wheels like a melody, like a radio dialing in strong
C'mon, c'mon sing along, sing along to my backroad song
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)

I hit the brakes for an old New Holland, hammer down and pass him on up
The breeze smells like a summertime hay field's just been cut
I got the windows down, way out of town singing...

(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Freedom is the miles I'm rollin' on
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Out here cruising to a backroad song
I feel the wheels like a melody, like a radio dialing in strong
C'mon, c'mon sing along, sing along to my backroad song
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)

The only way today could get better, girl what I'm thinkin'
Is I can pick you up, you slide in this truck
And I can hear you singing

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Let me hear you sing it
Ooh-ooh-ooh

(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Freedom is the miles we're rollin' on
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Out here cruising to a backroad song
I feel the wheels like a melody, like a radio dialing in strong
C'mon, c'mon sing along, sing along to my backroad song
C'mon, c'mon sing along, sing along to my backroad song

This is my backroad song
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Feel the rhythm of it, feel the rhythm of it)
This is my backroad song
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Feel the rhythm of it, feel the rhythm of it)
Come on, come on, sing along
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Feel the rhythm of it, feel the rhythm of it)
To my backroad song
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
(Feel the rhythm of it, feel the rhythm of it)

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Tonight

Harvest moon
Orange sky
Empty field out of sight
Back-end of a dead-end road
Long necks by the case
Stacked up on Diamond plates
JBL sitting high on poles

Run a match down the side
Gasoline, stack of pine
Get ready here we go

Tonight we gonna burn it
We gonna turn it up
Bright like a KC light
We gonna kill it
We gonna fill it
Till the stars fade out of sight
Full throttle, tipping back bottles
Gonna set this field on fire

Tonight [x2]

See the smoke
Rising up
Pour some fire in a cup
Pinch of long cut pass it around
Feel the flame
Feel the heat
Feel her skin next to me
Yeah we're 'bout to get unwound

Tonight we gonna burn it
We gonna turn it up
Bright like a KC light
We gonna kill it
We gonna fill it
Till the stars fade out of sight
Full throttle, tipping back bottles
Gonna set this field on fire

Tonight [x2]

Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Ain't nothing I'd rather see

Whoa-oh whoa-oh
There's no place that I'd rather be

Tonight we gonna burn it
We gonna turn it up
Bright like a KC light
We gonna kill it
We gonna fill it
Till the stars fade out of sight
Full throttle, tipping back bottles
Gonna set this field on fire

Tonight
(Ooo-oo-ooo-oo)
Tonight yeah we gonna rock it
Tonight
Are we really gonna stop it?

Tonight

Tonight we're throwin' it down
Yeah we're tearing it up
Burning into the ground
Won't you stand up
Put your hands up
Put your cans up

Let me hear you say

Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
Whoa-oh whoa-oh

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If The Boot Fits

Just a small town Cinderella
Daddy wants you back home by midnight
Every time we're together
Yeah, that's my dilemma
I need more time with ya
I wanna watch the sun rise through the pines with ya

Night like this, wouldn't wanna miss
Moonlight shining on a long slow kiss
You can be the one I can get lucky with
If the boot fits

Woah
Diamonds in the sky lighting up those eyes like
Whoa
You're the kind of fine that I can't deny
It gets me high, cross my heart hope to die
Pick a star make a wish
Yeah girl, you can be my all night
Dancing in the headlights
Fairytale good as it gets
If the boot fits

Yeah baby we can run away
My carriage is a 4x4 400 horse Chevrolet
You're like a princess,
In a blue cotton dress
I can be your prince

Woah
Diamonds in the sky lighting up those eyes like
Woah
You're the kind of fine that I can't deny
It gets me high, cross my heart, hope to die
Pick a star make a wish
Yeah girl, you can be my all night
Dancing in the headlights
Fairytale good as it gets
If the boot fits

Woah
Let me show you how a country boy treats a lady
Woah
Go ahead kick em off cuz the boot fits baby

Woah
Diamonds in the sky lighting up those eyes like
Woah
You're the kind of fine that I can't deny
It gets me high
Cross my heart, hope to die
Pick a star make a wish
Yeah girl, you can be my all night
Dancing in the headlights
Fairytale good as it gets
If the boot fits

Whoa
Mmm if the boot fits
Whoa
Yeah if the boot fits

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Tailgate Town

Blinking eye at the yellow light
Oh and you just might miss it all together
Just an old BP and a Dairy Queen
Where the farmers meet to talk about the weather

It's a tailgate town
Just a needle on a map dot route
Hundred miles from the highway sound
In the middle of nowhere
Where time came and went
Flying by like a new Corvette
Oh, but we ain't left it yet
We're still kickin around this tailgate town

Friday night
Every soul for miles is underneath the light
Cheering all together
In '88, yeah we went to state
There wasn't any place that was any better

It's a tailgate town
Just a needle on a map dot route
Hundred miles from the highway sound
In the middle of nowhere
Where time came and went
Flying by like a new Corvette
Oh, but we ain't left it yet
We're still kickin around this tailgate town

Church of Christ
Chairs down in the aisle
Where someone gets baptized or sent up to Heaven
And they will rest in peace
Beneath that old oak tree
Yeah and just like me, they'll be here forever

Woah woah woah oh. Woah woah oh. Woah
In the tailgate town
Woah woah woah oh. Woah woah oh. Woah

In a tailgate town
Oooh In a tailgate town
Woah woah woah oh. Woah woah oh. Woah
This is my tailgate town
Woah woah woah oh. Woah woah oh. Woah
This is my this is my blinking eye
At the yellow light
Oh and you just might miss it all together

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5 More Minutes

I think of my granddad in '44
Overseas fightin' in the war
He was the pilot of a B24
And father of my dad

If he hadn't made it home okay
Then I wouldn't be here today
It wasn't until he passed away
That I realized what I had
Precious time you can't have back

I wish I had 5 more minutes
One more time with him
To share a cup of coffee with him
And hear his voice again

I'd tell him that I loved him
And he would know how much I meant it
Cause you can love a lifetime
In 5 more minutes

When I think about college days
It's not just the class you take
No, it's more about the buddies you make
You'll remember all your life

And when we all finished school
One did what he was born to do
Served his country for me and you
And sacrificed his life
And we still miss him all the time

I wish I had 5 more minutes
One more time with him
To share a cup of coffee with him
And hear his voice again

I'd tell him what a friend he was
And he would know I meant it
Cause you can love a lifetime
In 5 more minutes

I drove to see my dad yesterday
When it was time to go
I changed my mind
And told him wait

Give me 5 more minutes
If that's all right with you
To share a cup of coffee with me
Hey, that's the least that I can do

I told him that I loved him
And he sure knew I meant it
Cause you can love a lifetime
In 5 more minutes

It only takes 5 more minutes

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Country Boy Love

I'm Earl Dibbles Jr., I'm a country boy.
I like love; love is patient, love is kind,
Love is swappin' dip, knockin' boots, yellin' "yee yee",
Drivin' trucks, shootin' shotguns, rattlin' for bucks
That's love
And if you get them legs like that, wrappin' around
Real smooth like that, smells really nice
That's country boy love

(Crack a cold one)

This country boy love is what you need
I'm in the rut, baby, you're my doe in heat
Let's make a bed with all these bags of feed
In the back of my truck

Yea I know just how to treat a girl,
I can take you in the woods and sling shot squirrels
Take my old four wheeler for a whirl
Would you like that, baby?

If your can's running low on dip
Give me a kiss and I'll fill your lip

This country boy love is what you need,
We can knock them boots and yell "yee yee"
All them city boys jealous of what they see
Cause they ain't loving like that, no.

This country boy love is what you need
Like a 12 gauge pump can set you free
Once you taste these biscuits, that's so sweet
You ain't ever going back, no.

We can battle for a buck on our first date
Get some mud on the truck or go hunt snakes
You'll get chiggers on your legs, but that's okay
I'll scratch 'em for you later.

I ain't got no candles or red wine
I got a beer and a catfish on the line.
I pull him up, spill the guts and then
We'll fry him up for supper.

After that, take my overalls off,
But I'm leaving my boots on.

This country boy love is what you need,
We can knock them boots and yell "yee yee"
All them city boys jealous of what they see
Cause they ain't loving like that, no.

This country boy love is what you need
Like a 12 gauge pump can set you free
Once you taste these biscuits, that's so sweet
You ain't ever going back, oh no.

Yeah, two wheel drive or down four low
I can bump your back road.

This country boy love is what you need,
We can knock them boots and yell "yee yee"
All them city boys jealous of what they see
Cause they ain't loving like that, no.
[x2]

This country boy love is what you need
Like a 12 gauge pump can set you free
Once you taste these biscuits, that's so sweet
You ain't ever going back, no.

That's a country boy love
That's a country boy love

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City Boy Stuck

I burn that dirt, hug that road
Plug my lip with a fist full of Skoal
12 gauge cock, shift down low
Bounce mud tires like a bass on a pole

Up ahead, something ain't right
It ain't a deer in my KC lights
Oh sweet jesus, a city boy prius
Flingin' up mud, so I start a singin'

Hey (Hey) city boy stuck
He's worthless as a one point buck
Never heard of a four-wheel-drive
Now he's spinnin' spinnin'
Spinnin' spinnin' spinnin'
Them tires. Hey (Hey) city boy
Stuck penny-loafers didn't bring
No luck, should I throw him a rope?
Nope Hell no! Not me!
I'm rollin' on rollin' on by YEE-YEE!!!

Back and forth, the mud got thicker
Kick good dirt on his Democrat sticker
Run his mouth, getting all pissed
When you shoulda' bought a car
That you don't plug in. I got a shotgun
Ridin' shotgun no room to give him a lift
I pull over, crack a cold one on his
Shoulder and put in another dip, and yell

Hey (Hey) city boy stuck, he's worthless
As a one point buck, never heard
Of a four-wheel drive, now he's spinnin'
Spinnin' spinnin'
Spinnin' spinnin' them tires
Hey (Hey) city boy stuck penny-loafers
Didn't bring no luck, should I throw him
A rope? Nope Hell no! Not me!
I'm rollin' on rollin' on by YEE-YEE!!!

Hey City boy, I'm Earl Dibbles Jr
I'm a country boy
You're a long way from town
To be runnin' your mouth. You see them
Tires spinnin' like that, us country boys
Use nothin' but mud tires 4X4
You got your hair slicked back in
Your skinny jeans, collar popped
Up and your car's itty bitty
Better turn around and go
Back to the city YEE-YEE!!!

You can pop that clutch you can
Pop that collar, I'm a pop this top
While I holler. You can pop that
Clutch you can pop that collar
I'ma pop this top, while I holler

Hey (Hey) city boy stuck, he's
Worthless as a one point buck
Never heard of a four-wheel-drive
Now he's spinnin' spinnin' spinnin'
Spinnin' spinnin' them tires

Hey (Hey) city boy stuck
Penny-loafers didn't bring no
Luck, should I throw him a rope?
Nope Hell no! Not me! I'm rollin'
On rollin' on by YEE-YEE!!!

He don't put a good dip in
Don't crack a cold one, don't fix
The tree, don't rope stuff
Don't shoot the gun
Barbed wire tattoo
Don't even go all the way around
YEE-YEE!!!