Justin Moore - Kinda Don't Care Album Lyrics


Justin Moore Lyrics

Kinda Don't Care Album Lyrics
(Lyrics to the Full Album on one page)

Robbin' Trains

We're just backroad bad news
Same small town crew
Gettin' gone just to get right
Hidin' out from the blue lights
Buckshot stop signs
Bootleg moonshine
Little rowdy and against the grain
Wild west runnin' through our veins

If it was a hundred years ago
We'd be the ones on the wanted posters
Dead or alive in a dozen states
Shootin' whiskey in one horse towns
Saddlin' up when the sun went down
Haulin' ass out of some open plain
Yeah, raisin' hell
and robbin' trains

Baby you look like you could be
An outlaw's lady
I can taste danger in your kiss tonight
I can see us shootin' out the lights

If it was a hundred years ago
We'd be the ones on the wanted posters
Dead or alive in a dozen states
Shootin' whiskey in one horse towns
Saddlin' up when the sun went down
Haulin' ass out f some open plain
Yeah, raisin' hell
and robbin' trains

Bet we'd be robbin' trains
Everyone would know our names
Forget about Jesse James
Bet we'd be robbin' trains
Bet we'd be, get your hands up
Go ahead, fill it up
Just forget about Jesse James
Bet we'd be robbin' trains

If it was a hundred years ago
We'd be the ones on the wanted posters
Dead or alive in a dozen states
We'd be shootin' whiskey in one horse towns
Saddlin' up when the sun went down
Haulin' ass out of some open plain
Yeah, raisin' hell
and robbin' trains

We'd be raisin' hell
And robbin' trains
Yeah



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Put Me In A Box

Put me in a box girl, put me in a box
Cuz the second that I met you felt this old heart stopping
Talking new shoes black suits roses on top
Put me in a box, put me in a box

You don't even know what you doin' what you doin' to me, baby
Kisses like a lipstick hammer slamming into me, girl you're knockin' me out
The way you swing those hips girl it's killing me, killing me baby
Like a bullet to the heart a shot in the dark and you're the smoking gun

Put me in a box girl, put me in a box
Cuz the second that I met you felt this old heart stopping
Talking new shoes black suits roses on top
Put me in a box, put me in a box

I should be picking out a stone picking out a stone, with my name on it
Saying here lies a guy who went out like a lion
Pulled a kiss from a drop dead got him on ice

Put me in a box girl, put me in a box
Cuz the second that I met you felt this old heart stopping
Talking new shoes black suits roses on top
Put me in a box, put me in a box

Put me in a box girl, put me in a box
Cuz the second that I met you felt this old heart stopping
Talking new shoes black suits roses on top
Put me in a box, put me in a box



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Kinda Don't Care

I've been watchin' my weight
I've been tryin' to do right
I've been tryin' to get a little more sleep at night
I've been workin' like a dog
I've been goin' to church
Yeah, I've been bein' so damn good, it hurts

I kinda wanna light up a couple smokes
Kinda want some Crown mixed in my Coke
Kinda wanna hole up in some corner booth somewhere
I kinda wanna find a pretty little thing
That's kinda like me, don't want no strings
Knowin' in the morinin' that it ain't goin' nowhere
But tonight, I kinda don't care

No, I don't wanna think
'Bout nothin' at all
I don't wanna sit around here all night, wishin' you'd call
I kinda wanna drown your memory
Kinda wanna raise my finger to all them used to be's

I kinda wanna light up a couple smokes
Kinda want some Crown mixed in my Coke
Kinda wanna hole up in some corner booth somewhere
I kinda wanna find a pretty little thing
That's kinda like me, don't want no strings
Knowin' in the morinin' that it ain't goin' nowhere
But tonight, I kinda don't care

Yeah, tonight I kinda wanna light up a couple smokes
Kinda want some Crown mixed in my Coke
Kinda wanna hole up in some corner booth somewhere
I kinda wanna find a pretty little thing
That's kinda like me, don't want no strings
Knowin' in the morinin' that it ain't goin' nowhere
But tonight, I kinda don't care
Kinda don't care
Hell, if you don't care
Then I kinda don't care

Aww hell, I don't care



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Hell On A Highway

She's probably somewhere between Tennessee and Oklahoma by now
She took off with her heart, in the dark, out of this rear-view town
Brakes ain't an option, when it comes to stoppin', she won't
First time sayin' I'm sorry worked, but this time it don't

She's got them high heels pressed down hard like she hates that floorboard
Leavin' her red tipped, still lit, lipstick cigarette trail behind taillights
Gone as it gets with her wings on the wind, angel made her getaway
Now she's out there puttin' my heart through hell on a highway

If I know her at all, she's got the radio rockin' The Boss
She's all about Born To Run when she's pissed off, and she's pissed off
She probably called up her mama, and her mama said it's about time
She said I ain't worth a damn, and damn if she ain't right

She's got them high heels pressed down hard like she hates that floorboard
Leavin' her red tipped, still lit, lipstick cigarette trail behind taillights
Gone as it gets with her wings on the wind, angel made her getaway
Now she's out there puttin' my heart through hell on a highway

Woah, she's wreckin' the concrete, like she wrecks me
Woah, I'm in the dust

She's got them high heels pressed down hard like she hates that floorboard
Leavin' her red tipped, still lit, lipstick cigarette trail behind taillights
Gone as it gets with her wings on the wind, angel made her getaway
Now she's out there puttin' my heart through hell on a highway

Yeah, she's out there puttin' my heart through hell on a highway
Yes she is
Yeah, there on a highway
Yeah, aww yeah
She's got them high heels pressed down hard
I see taillights fadin' in the dark
Yeah she's out there, she's puttin' my heart through hell on a highway



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You Look Like I Need A Drink

I could tell by the way you sounded when you called
That I wasn't going to like what you had to say
I could read between the lines there was something different this time
You're coming over tonight 'cause you couldn't wait
Now you're in the drive, I'm a wreck inside as you walk through the door

You look like I need a drink right now
You look like you're gonna try to let me down nice and easy
I think I know why you won't sit down
You're just dancing around what you came here to do but you're scared to
And all I can think, the way you're looking at me,
you look like I need a drink

Been little over a year since you were standing right here
And I was nervous for a whole 'nother reason
Now it's a little bit hard being caught this off guard
Watching you trying to not hurt my feelings.

You look like I need a drink right now
You look like you're gonna try to let me down nice and easy
I think I know why you won't sit down
You're just dancing around what you came here to do but you're scared to
And all I can think, the way you're looking at me,
you look like I need a drink

You look like I need a drink

I don't know how this ends or where this goes
But the only thing I know is

You look like I need a drink right now
You look like you're gonna try to let me down nice and easy
I think I know why you won't sit down
You're just dancing around what you came here to do but you're scared to
And all I can think, the way you're looking at me,
you look like I need a drink



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Somebody Else Will

Been sittin' here tippin' back Crown Straight
Workin' up the nerve and the words to say
To turn those eyes and that smile my way
No time to waste
'Cause you showed up and all eyes on you
Shinin' like a diamond in a neon room
Every guy here wants to make a move
I better make a move

Somebody else will if I don't
Walk up and ask you your name right now
Offer to buy you a drink
Sit down and tell you your looks could kill
Somebody else will if I don't
Take a chance on your lips
Lean in slowly stealin' your kiss like this
Makin' your world stand still
Somebody else will
Somebody else will

Maybe you're a little bit west coast
Maybe you're a little bit down home
Either way girl I just gotta know
I just gotta know

'Cause somebody else will if I don't
Walk up and ask you your name right now
Offer to buy you a drink
Sit down and tell you your looks could kill
Somebody else will if I don't
Take a chance on your lips
Lean in slowly stealin' your kiss like this
Makin' your world stand still
Somebody else is gonna hold you
Somebody gonna get to know you
If I don't get there and sweep you off your feet
Girl somebody else will
Ohh somebody else will

Somebody else will if I don't
Walk up and ask you your name right now
Offer to buy you a drink
Sit down and tell you your looks could kill
Somebody else will if I don't
Take a chance on your lips
Lean in slowly stealin' your kiss like this
Makin' your world stand still
Somebody else will baby
Ohh somebody else will
Yeah somebody else will
Somebody else will



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More Middle Fingers

This one's for the IRS, in bed with the damn politicians
And this one's for the boss, the hoss, who wouldn't let you off to go fishin'
And to the bulls and the bears on Wall Street, takin' you and me to the cleaner's
Man it's stuff like that that makes me wish I had more middle fingers

Let 'em fly in the sky, get 'em all up high in the air
Let 'em flip like you don't give a rip, like your mama ain't there
I could use a few for the dude in the suit who cut me off in his brand new Beamer
Man, it's stuff like that that made me wish I had more middle fingers

Hey, gimme one for the haters of The Son, yeah, the one in the hippie sandals
Yeah, and how 'bout one for the lack of respect for Mr. Jack and Charlie Daniels
If you don't like the troops and the red, white, and blue collar cold beer drinkers
Well, it's folks like that that make me wish I had more middle fingers

Let 'em fly in the sky, get 'em all up high in the air
Let 'em flip like you don't give a rip, like your mama ain't there
I could use a few for the dude in the suit who cut me off in his brand new Beamer
Man, it's stuff like that that made me wish I had more middle fingers

If you hate this song and you think it's wrong, for what it's worth
My crowd'd be proud to turn you up a little Free Bird

Let 'em fly in the sky, get 'em all up high in the air
Let 'em flip like you don't give a shit, like your mama ain't there
Let 'em fly in the sky, get 'em all up high in the air
Let 'em flip like you don't give a rip, like your mama ain't there
I could use a few for the fat cats blowin' the roof off the bullshit meter
Man, it's stuff like that that makes me wish I had more middle fingers
Yeah, it's stuff like that that makes me wish I had more middle fingers
More middle fingers



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Life In The Livin'

A caravan of KCs cuttin' through the dust
Red clay stained from the 35's up
AC/DC maxin' out the subs
Lightnin' in a bottle, gettin' thunderstruck
No, you never had to wonder who it was
You were either one of them or one of us

We put the fire in the stones, raisin' in the hell
Put the pedal to the gas, rebel in the yell
Made a double dog dare out of no trespass
Saw the light in a hardwood pew [?]
Put the wild in the hair, prayer in the sky
Hail Mary leanin' in, kissin' her that night
Put the shootin' in the stars, the buzz in the sippin'
Battle in the scars and the life in the livin'

Turnin' turn rows into all night long
Toughin' through a whiskey mixed way too strong
We were more than just FM singin' along
Yeah we were livin' out every word to them country songs

We put the fire in the stones, raisin' in the hell
Put the pedal to the gas, rebel in the yell
Made a double dog dare out of no trespass
Saw the light in a hardwood pew [?]
Put the wild in the hair, prayer in the sky
Hail Mary leanin' in, kissin' her that night
Put the shootin' in the stars, the buzz in the sippin'
Battle in the scars and the life in the livin'

Put the scuffs in them boots, holes in them jeans
Redline wide open into everything

We put the fire in the stones, raisin' in the hell
Put the pedal to the gas, rebel in the yell
Made a double dog dare out of no trespass
Saw the light in a hardwood pew [?]
Put the wild in the hair, prayer in the sky
Hail Mary leanin' in, kissin' her that night
Put the shootin' in the stars, the buzz in the sippin'
Battle in the scars and the life in the livin'

Yeah we put the life in the livin'
A caravan of KCs cuttin' through the dust
Life in the livin'



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Middle Class Money

(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

Daddy smokin' them cheap cigars
Ridin' 'round in high mileage cars
We were backyard super stars
'Til Momma said come on in, supper's on the table
A two bath and three bedrooms
Yard sale sign with a blue balloon
Cap'n Crunch on a plastic spoon
Has anybody seen them jumper cables

White paint peelin' off the shutters
A little bread to go with your butter
Just one trip every summer
To Grandma's house or Mickey Mouse if you're lucky
Right out of a Rockwell picture
Pickin' on my baby sister
Callin' her names, Daddy callin' Mama honey
In the tree, in the yard, growin' middle class money

Educated at the public school
And down at that community pool
Cuttin' grass for a buck or two
'Til you had enough to buy yourself your newest favorite record

White paint peelin' off the shutters
A little bread to go with your butter
Just one trip every summer
To Grandma's house or Mickey Mouse if you're lucky
Right out of a Rockwell picture
Pickin' on my baby sister
Callin' her names, Daddy callin' Mama honey
In the tree, in the yard, growin' middle class money

Birthday parties at the skatin' rink
Slice of pizza and a fountain drink
Guess a million bucks woulda sure been nice
But I'da missed out on a middle class life

White paint peelin' off the shutters
A little bread to go with your butter
And just one trip every summer
To Grandma's house or Mickey Mouse if you're lucky
Right out of a Rockwell picture
Pickin' on my baby sister
Callin' her names, Daddy callin' Mama honey
In the tree, in the yard, growin middle class money

Oh, we were so happy
It ain't even funny
Livin' on that middle class money



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Pick-Up Lines

(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

I pulled up in that two tone single cab me and Dad fixed
4x4 with a 4-inch lift
Just high enough that I had to help her in
Maybe it was that cracked windshield but I couldn't see
Where that goin' nowhere ride would lead
I sure didn't think it would end with a kiss
'Til it did

Could've been the right song came on the radio
The first time she got to drive off road
And got her holdin' on to me that night
It could've been the Glasspack twin-stacked tailpipes
Still don't know why she fell for my sun beach bench seat
Four-wheel-drive don't lie pick-up lines

I don't remember those words I said comin' out smooth
But I must've been makin' all the right moves right up to my favorite part
Where she said put it in park

Could've been the right song came on the radio
The first time she got to drive off road
And got her holdin' on to me that night
It could've been the Glasspack twin-stacked tailpipes
Still don't know why she fell for my sun beach bench seat
Four-wheel-drive don't lie pick-up lines

Yeah, well that full moon is sneakin' through the back glass
We set the night on fire with a half tank of gas

Could've been the right song came on the radio
The first time she got to drive off road
And got her holdin' on to me that night
It could've been the Glasspack twin-stacked tailpipes
Still don't know why she fell for my sun-bleached bench seat
Four-wheel-drive don't lie pick-up lines

Hey!
Yeah my pick-up lines
She fell for my sun-bleached bench seat
Four-wheel-drive don't lie pick-up lines
Oh yeah



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When I Get Home

(Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

I know when I leave
You think I don't miss you
That you never cross my mind
Well, let's get one thing straight
Girl, when you're not with me
I miss you all the time
Take a good look at the floor
'Cause all you'll be seein'
Is the ceilin' when I get home

I hope our ol' house
has a strong foundation
With the hell we'll be raisin' tonight
A glass of Chardonnay and some sweet conversation
Will get that ol' mood just right
Take a good look at the floor
'Cause all you'll be seein'
Is the ceilin' when I get home

In the livin' room, in the bedroom
Down the hallway through the kitchen, baby
Girl I got a scratch
You know that need itchin'
Take a good look at the floor
'Cause all you'll be seein'
Is the ceilin' when I get home

In the livin' room, in the bedroom
Down the hallway through the kitchen
Girl I got a scratch
You know that need itchin'
So take a good look at the floor, babe
'Cause all you'll be seein'
Is the ceilin' when I get home

Take a hard look at the floor, mm
'Cause all you'll be seein'
Is the ceilin' when I get home
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