I got this one here on a midnight dare at a border town
Every time he stuck that needle in my skin, she had to look away
Had him put it right here on my chest over my heart
That Rose of Jericho looks so good painted underneath her name
It hurt like hell
Yeah, but it was worth the pain
When I'm missin' her, I take another shot
I know it ain't the cure, but right now it's all I've got
She took most of me, and now all that I have left
Are tattoos to remember, tequila to forget
Just another neon roller coaster Friday night
Bartender wipin' down that bar while he keeps an eyes on me
And I sure hope he ain't about top cut me off
'Cause I'm only one or two away from getting my head where it needs to be
When I'm missin' her, I take another shot
I know it ain't the cure, but right now it's all I've got
She took most of me, and now all that I have left
Are tattoos to remember, tequila to forget
Yeah, it hurt like hell
Mm, but it was worth the pain
When I'm missin' her, I take another shot
I know it ain't the cure
When I'm missin' her, I take another shot
I know it ain't the cure, but right now it's all I've got
She took most of me, and now all that I have left
Are tattoos to remember and tequila to forget
Ooh yeah
Jason Aldean - 9 Album Lyrics
Jason Aldean - 9 Lyrics
Writer: Michael William Dulaney, Neil Thrasher
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing
Blame It On You
Goin' down like a sunset
Burnin' out like a cigarette
Blowin' through the cash, through the past
Drinkin' down that memory 'til there's nothin' left
I could go on and on
Why you're gone
I could blame it on the whiskey
I wouldn't blame you if you didn't even miss me
Gave you a million reasons, girl, not to be with me (with me)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could blame it on a good high
Let it take the blame for why you told me, "Goodbye"
Instead of missin' you and missin' all those good times (good times)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could say I never knew
And I could drink around the truth
But I can't blame it on you, yeah, yeah
(Do you still think about me too?)
(Baby, do you still think about me too?)
Trying to ride out the midnight
Trying to fight through the daylight
Wondering where you're at and just like that I'm looking back
On what I had when you were mine
I could go on and on (long, long time, yeah)
Why you're gone
I could blame it on the whiskey
I wouldn't blame you if you didn't even miss me
Gave you a million reasons, girl, not to be with me (with me)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could blame it on a good high
Let it take the blame for why you told me, "Goodbye"
Instead of missin' you and missin' all those good times (good times)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could say I never knew
Yeah, I can drink around the truth
But I can't blame it on you, yeah, yeah
(Do you still think about me too?)
(Baby, do you still think about me too?)
I could go on and on (long, long time, yeah)
Why you're gone
I could blame it on the whiskey
I wouldn't blame you if you didn't even miss me
Gave you a million reasons, girl, not to be with me (with me)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could blame it on a good high
Let it take the blame for why you told me, "Goodbye"
Instead of missin' you and missin' all those good times (good times)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could say I never knew
Yeah, I can drink around the truth (long, long time, yeah)
I could say I never knew
Yeah, I can drink around the truth
But I can't blame it on you, yeah, yeah
(Do you still think about me too?)
(Baby, do you still think about me too?)
Burnin' out like a cigarette
Blowin' through the cash, through the past
Drinkin' down that memory 'til there's nothin' left
I could go on and on
Why you're gone
I could blame it on the whiskey
I wouldn't blame you if you didn't even miss me
Gave you a million reasons, girl, not to be with me (with me)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could blame it on a good high
Let it take the blame for why you told me, "Goodbye"
Instead of missin' you and missin' all those good times (good times)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could say I never knew
And I could drink around the truth
But I can't blame it on you, yeah, yeah
(Do you still think about me too?)
(Baby, do you still think about me too?)
Trying to ride out the midnight
Trying to fight through the daylight
Wondering where you're at and just like that I'm looking back
On what I had when you were mine
I could go on and on (long, long time, yeah)
Why you're gone
I could blame it on the whiskey
I wouldn't blame you if you didn't even miss me
Gave you a million reasons, girl, not to be with me (with me)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could blame it on a good high
Let it take the blame for why you told me, "Goodbye"
Instead of missin' you and missin' all those good times (good times)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could say I never knew
Yeah, I can drink around the truth
But I can't blame it on you, yeah, yeah
(Do you still think about me too?)
(Baby, do you still think about me too?)
I could go on and on (long, long time, yeah)
Why you're gone
I could blame it on the whiskey
I wouldn't blame you if you didn't even miss me
Gave you a million reasons, girl, not to be with me (with me)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could blame it on a good high
Let it take the blame for why you told me, "Goodbye"
Instead of missin' you and missin' all those good times (good times)
Should've never let you go
Should've never watched you go
I could say I never knew
Yeah, I can drink around the truth (long, long time, yeah)
I could say I never knew
Yeah, I can drink around the truth
But I can't blame it on you, yeah, yeah
(Do you still think about me too?)
(Baby, do you still think about me too?)
Writer: Brian White, John Edwards, Kurt Michael Allison, Michael Tyler Spragg, Tully Kennedy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Bluewater Music Corp., O/B/O CAPASSO, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Bluewater Music Corp., O/B/O CAPASSO, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Champagne Town
Red eye got delayed, blame it on the rain
Guess I gotta stay another night
In this town full of lights
Guys like me don't like
Yeah, I flagged a yellow car, found a smokey bar
Threw this old heart on a stool
Let me and this ninety proof
Do what we gotta do
So I'm here drinkin' whiskey
In a Champagne town
Are you tryin' not to miss me
Like I'm tryin' not to miss you now?
Blamin' you by two and me by three
It's plain to see, all I'll ever be to you
Is what I am right now
Nothin' but whiskey in a Champagne town
I was just a stop along the way
Just a phase you were goin' through
In the back of your mind you knew
What this was comin' to, yeah, so did I
But it still burns tonight
Just like this whiskey
In a Champagne town
Are you tryin' not to miss me
Like I'm tryin' not to miss you now?
Blamin' you by two and me by three
It's plain to see, all I'll ever be to you
Is what I am right now
Nothin' but whiskey in a Champagne town
I'm sittin' here drinkin' whiskey
In a Champagne town
Are you tryin' not to miss me
Like I'm tryin' not to miss you now
Blamin' you by two and me by three
It's plain to see, all I'll ever be to you
Is what I am right now
Nothin' but whiskey in a Champagne town
Ain't nothin' but whiskey, whiskey
In a Champagne town
Ain't nothin' but whiskey, whiskey
In a Champagne town
Guess I gotta stay another night
In this town full of lights
Guys like me don't like
Yeah, I flagged a yellow car, found a smokey bar
Threw this old heart on a stool
Let me and this ninety proof
Do what we gotta do
So I'm here drinkin' whiskey
In a Champagne town
Are you tryin' not to miss me
Like I'm tryin' not to miss you now?
Blamin' you by two and me by three
It's plain to see, all I'll ever be to you
Is what I am right now
Nothin' but whiskey in a Champagne town
I was just a stop along the way
Just a phase you were goin' through
In the back of your mind you knew
What this was comin' to, yeah, so did I
But it still burns tonight
Just like this whiskey
In a Champagne town
Are you tryin' not to miss me
Like I'm tryin' not to miss you now?
Blamin' you by two and me by three
It's plain to see, all I'll ever be to you
Is what I am right now
Nothin' but whiskey in a Champagne town
I'm sittin' here drinkin' whiskey
In a Champagne town
Are you tryin' not to miss me
Like I'm tryin' not to miss you now
Blamin' you by two and me by three
It's plain to see, all I'll ever be to you
Is what I am right now
Nothin' but whiskey in a Champagne town
Ain't nothin' but whiskey, whiskey
In a Champagne town
Ain't nothin' but whiskey, whiskey
In a Champagne town
Writer: Elizabeth Kathleen Huett, Randy Montana, Tofer Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Some Things You Dont Forget
She ain't nothing like the bourbon in my blood
Gets me high for a little while and then it's over
She ain't one of those move-on Mondays
Back to normal, nothing weighin' on you
Wish I could leave it all behind me
Without ever looking back
Well, she's a buzz that still runs through my head
And goodbye don't come easy
With a girl like that
I swear, sometimes, I wish we'd never met
Yeah, 'cause some things you don't forget
That boardwalk neon blue shining on her lips
I still can taste that sweet Malibu on her
That wild in her eyes, laid me down by the water
That summer-night high tide washing up on us
Wish I could leave it all behind me
Without ever looking back
Well, she's a buzz that still runs through my head
And goodbye don't come easy
With a girl like that
I swear, sometimes, I wish we'd never met
Yeah, 'cause some things you don't forget
She's a buzz that still runs through my head
No, I can't forget
No, I can't forget
I still can taste that sweet
Wish I could leave it all behind me
Without ever looking back
Oh, she's a buzz that still runs through my head
And goodbye don't come easy
With a girl like that
Oh, I swear, sometimes, I wish we'd never met
Yeah, 'cause some things you don't forget
Gets me high for a little while and then it's over
She ain't one of those move-on Mondays
Back to normal, nothing weighin' on you
Wish I could leave it all behind me
Without ever looking back
Well, she's a buzz that still runs through my head
And goodbye don't come easy
With a girl like that
I swear, sometimes, I wish we'd never met
Yeah, 'cause some things you don't forget
That boardwalk neon blue shining on her lips
I still can taste that sweet Malibu on her
That wild in her eyes, laid me down by the water
That summer-night high tide washing up on us
Wish I could leave it all behind me
Without ever looking back
Well, she's a buzz that still runs through my head
And goodbye don't come easy
With a girl like that
I swear, sometimes, I wish we'd never met
Yeah, 'cause some things you don't forget
She's a buzz that still runs through my head
No, I can't forget
No, I can't forget
I still can taste that sweet
Wish I could leave it all behind me
Without ever looking back
Oh, she's a buzz that still runs through my head
And goodbye don't come easy
With a girl like that
Oh, I swear, sometimes, I wish we'd never met
Yeah, 'cause some things you don't forget
Writer: Jennifer Kathleen Hanson, Michael William Dulaney, Neil Thrasher, Nick Brophy
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing
Got What I Got
Nobody ever thought I'd make it in this town
They all said I should leave my truck, pack, and turn right back around
They said I didn't have what it takes
I needed money and a pretty face
But I just look at them and say...
I use what I got
Take what I get
Until I ain't got nothin' left
Then I give it some more
Keep on climbing up that mountain
Keep truckin' along, work up a sweat
Past every "no" after "no" after "no" till I get a "yes"
I don't worry about what I've done
I use what I got, yeah
I still got big dreams and a strong heart
I got a lot of real good friends who helped me get this far
I still got a lot of miles to go
It's a winding, uphill road
But I'll get there the only way I know...
I use what I got
Take what I get
Until I ain't got nothin' left
Then I give it some more
Keep on climbing up that mountain
Keep truckin' along, work up a sweat
Past every "no" after "no" after "no" till I get a "yes"
I don't worry about what I've done
I use what I got, yeah
Keep on rollin' along, doin' my best
Past every "no" after "no" after "no" till I get a "yes"
I don't worry about what I'm not
No, no, I don't worry about what I'm not
I use what I got, yeah
They all said I should leave my truck, pack, and turn right back around
They said I didn't have what it takes
I needed money and a pretty face
But I just look at them and say...
I use what I got
Take what I get
Until I ain't got nothin' left
Then I give it some more
Keep on climbing up that mountain
Keep truckin' along, work up a sweat
Past every "no" after "no" after "no" till I get a "yes"
I don't worry about what I've done
I use what I got, yeah
I still got big dreams and a strong heart
I got a lot of real good friends who helped me get this far
I still got a lot of miles to go
It's a winding, uphill road
But I'll get there the only way I know...
I use what I got
Take what I get
Until I ain't got nothin' left
Then I give it some more
Keep on climbing up that mountain
Keep truckin' along, work up a sweat
Past every "no" after "no" after "no" till I get a "yes"
I don't worry about what I've done
I use what I got, yeah
Keep on rollin' along, doin' my best
Past every "no" after "no" after "no" till I get a "yes"
I don't worry about what I'm not
No, no, I don't worry about what I'm not
I use what I got, yeah
Writer: BRETT JAMES, JAMES ALLEN JR COLLINS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group, BMG Rights Management
Keeping It Small Town
Yeah, we proud of that name painted up on that water tower
And that red dirt on the bottom of our boots
This place runs 35 miles an hour
And that hard work runs in our roots
Yeah, we're all just backbone blue-collar people
Burning that Texaco black smoke diesel
Yeah, we're keeping it small town, keeping it slow
Keep that dust stirred up on them old dirt roads
Yeah, we keeping them girls up in them shotgun seats
Got that good stuff waiting on the end of the week
It's the way we were raised and we ain't changing now
You can find us sun up to sundown, yeah
Just keeping it small town
We're keeping it small town
Yeah we just trying to be 'bout half good as our daddies
Still trying to make a name of our own
Find a little girl you can roll with and ride with
And make a good life with and love her 'til you're gone
We're keeping it small town, keeping it slow
Keep that dust stirred up on them old dirt roads
Yeah, we keeping them girls up in them shotgun seats
Got that good stuff waiting on the end of the week
It's the way we were raised and we ain't changing now
You can find us sun up to sundown, yeah
Just keeping it small town
We're keeping it small town
Yeah, we're all just backbone blue-collar people
Burning that Texaco black smoke diesel
Yeah, we're keeping it small town, keeping it slow
Keep that dust stirred up on them old dirt roads
Yeah, we keeping them girls up in them shotgun seats
Got that good stuff waiting on the end of the week
It's the way we were raised and we ain't changing now
You can find us sun up to sundown, yeah
Just keeping it small town
We're just keeping it small town
And that red dirt on the bottom of our boots
This place runs 35 miles an hour
And that hard work runs in our roots
Yeah, we're all just backbone blue-collar people
Burning that Texaco black smoke diesel
Yeah, we're keeping it small town, keeping it slow
Keep that dust stirred up on them old dirt roads
Yeah, we keeping them girls up in them shotgun seats
Got that good stuff waiting on the end of the week
It's the way we were raised and we ain't changing now
You can find us sun up to sundown, yeah
Just keeping it small town
We're keeping it small town
Yeah we just trying to be 'bout half good as our daddies
Still trying to make a name of our own
Find a little girl you can roll with and ride with
And make a good life with and love her 'til you're gone
We're keeping it small town, keeping it slow
Keep that dust stirred up on them old dirt roads
Yeah, we keeping them girls up in them shotgun seats
Got that good stuff waiting on the end of the week
It's the way we were raised and we ain't changing now
You can find us sun up to sundown, yeah
Just keeping it small town
We're keeping it small town
Yeah, we're all just backbone blue-collar people
Burning that Texaco black smoke diesel
Yeah, we're keeping it small town, keeping it slow
Keep that dust stirred up on them old dirt roads
Yeah, we keeping them girls up in them shotgun seats
Got that good stuff waiting on the end of the week
It's the way we were raised and we ain't changing now
You can find us sun up to sundown, yeah
Just keeping it small town
We're just keeping it small town
Writer: Benjamin Scott Hayslip, Jaron Caleb Boyer, Morgan Wallen
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Camouflage Hat
You can find 'em 'bout sundown Friday
Comin' outta them fields for the highway
First stop, Texaco, fill a cooler full of cold beer
Paycheck sitting on the console
Gotta get it in the bank 'fore the doors close
Call your boys, get your girl, time to throw it in another gear
Here they come, rolling down Main Street
A country song spinning on a CD
Small town looking for a good time
Raise a little hell and a drink at the county line
Muddy boots, muddy tires
Wrap your baby in your jacket by the fire
Yeah, the girls 'round here, they got it bad
For good old boys in a camouflage hat
Country girls know how to love
And how to pretty up a pickup truck
Falling for a rolled-up flannel under tailgate stars
And country boys, they hold 'em tight
Best believe they gonna treat 'em right
'Cause they'll be dealing with her daddy if they break their hearts
Yeah, here they come, rolling down Main Street
A country song spinning on a CD
Small town looking for a good time
Raise a little hell and a drink at the county line
Muddy boots, muddy tires
Wrap your baby in your jacket by the fire
Yeah, the girls 'round here, they got it bad
For good old boys in a camouflage
Lay it on the seat or up on the dashboard
Let her put it on and you'll never get it back, boy
Yeah, camouflage hat
Yeah, here they come, rolling down Main Street
A country song spinning on a CD
Small town looking for a good time
Raise a little hell and a drink at the county line
Muddy boots, muddy tires
Wrap your baby in your jacket by the fire
Yeah, the girls 'round here, they got it bad
For good old boys in a camouflage hat
Yeah, camouflage hat
Yeah, camouflage hat
Yeah
Comin' outta them fields for the highway
First stop, Texaco, fill a cooler full of cold beer
Paycheck sitting on the console
Gotta get it in the bank 'fore the doors close
Call your boys, get your girl, time to throw it in another gear
Here they come, rolling down Main Street
A country song spinning on a CD
Small town looking for a good time
Raise a little hell and a drink at the county line
Muddy boots, muddy tires
Wrap your baby in your jacket by the fire
Yeah, the girls 'round here, they got it bad
For good old boys in a camouflage hat
Country girls know how to love
And how to pretty up a pickup truck
Falling for a rolled-up flannel under tailgate stars
And country boys, they hold 'em tight
Best believe they gonna treat 'em right
'Cause they'll be dealing with her daddy if they break their hearts
Yeah, here they come, rolling down Main Street
A country song spinning on a CD
Small town looking for a good time
Raise a little hell and a drink at the county line
Muddy boots, muddy tires
Wrap your baby in your jacket by the fire
Yeah, the girls 'round here, they got it bad
For good old boys in a camouflage
Lay it on the seat or up on the dashboard
Let her put it on and you'll never get it back, boy
Yeah, camouflage hat
Yeah, here they come, rolling down Main Street
A country song spinning on a CD
Small town looking for a good time
Raise a little hell and a drink at the county line
Muddy boots, muddy tires
Wrap your baby in your jacket by the fire
Yeah, the girls 'round here, they got it bad
For good old boys in a camouflage hat
Yeah, camouflage hat
Yeah, camouflage hat
Yeah
Writer: Benjamin Hayslip, Jameson Rodgers, Joshua Bagles
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Came Here to Drink
I didn't show up to cover up anything
Didn't walk through that door to forget about what's-her-name
No, I didn't have a bad day
It ain't what you think
I just came here to drink 'cause it's five o'clock
Pour me the good stuff right from the top
Here to let out the laughs and breathe in a smoke
Get high on the night and the midnight glow
Sit on this barstool, live on neon time
Yeah, tonight I just came here to drink
I just wanna sit here and listen to the jukebox
Hear that song that puts me in a good spot
No, it ain't like this every night
Oh, but this time
I just came here to drink 'cause it's five o'clock
Pour me the good stuff right from the top
Here to let out the laughs and breathe in a smoke
Get high on the night and the midnight glow
Sit on this barstool, live on neon time
Yeah, tonight I just came here to drink
I just came here to drink 'cause it's five o'clock
Pour me the good stuff right from the top
Here to let out the laughs and breathe in a smoke
Get high on the night and the midnight glow
Sit on this barstool, live on neon time
Yeah, tonight I just came here to drink
Yeah, I just came here to drink
I just came here to drink
Didn't walk through that door to forget about what's-her-name
No, I didn't have a bad day
It ain't what you think
I just came here to drink 'cause it's five o'clock
Pour me the good stuff right from the top
Here to let out the laughs and breathe in a smoke
Get high on the night and the midnight glow
Sit on this barstool, live on neon time
Yeah, tonight I just came here to drink
I just wanna sit here and listen to the jukebox
Hear that song that puts me in a good spot
No, it ain't like this every night
Oh, but this time
I just came here to drink 'cause it's five o'clock
Pour me the good stuff right from the top
Here to let out the laughs and breathe in a smoke
Get high on the night and the midnight glow
Sit on this barstool, live on neon time
Yeah, tonight I just came here to drink
I just came here to drink 'cause it's five o'clock
Pour me the good stuff right from the top
Here to let out the laughs and breathe in a smoke
Get high on the night and the midnight glow
Sit on this barstool, live on neon time
Yeah, tonight I just came here to drink
Yeah, I just came here to drink
I just came here to drink
Writer: Alexander Palmer, Jaron Caleb Boyer, Michael Tyler Spragg
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
We Back
Where's the guy in the steel toes covered in dirt
Just a rock n' roll t-shirt headed to work
With a pack of Red-Man in his pocket?
He's kind of red, man, but he's rockin'
Where's the beat up Tele' and a Marshall stack
Little Marshall Tucker and a six-pack?
Where's the good ol' boys and the good ol' days?
Straight up gettin' sideways
We back, we back, we back in the speakers
Back In Black gettin' blasted in the bleachers
It's probably true what my mama said
I do it just like my daddy did
We back, we back, we back in the saddle
Back on stage makin' the whole place rattle
Back with the A-Team, train on the track
Thought we were gone, but you're wrong, now it's on
We back
Where's the chick wearin' blue jeans a little too tight?
Got a grip on a koozie if it's what she likes
Getting picked up in a pickup
And kickin' it with guys like us
We back, we back, we back in the speakers
Back In Black gettin' blasted in the bleachers
It's probably true what my mama said
I do it just like my daddy did
We back, we back, we back in the saddle
Back on stage makin' the whole place rattle
Back with the A-Team, train on the track
Thought we were gone, but you're wrong, now it's on
We back
Sun comes up and sun goes down, yeah
Everything good comes back around
We back
We back
We back, we back, we back in the speakers
Back In Black gettin' blasted in the bleachers
It's probably true what my mama said (mama said)
I do it just like my daddy did
We back, we back, we back in the saddle
Back on stage makin' the whole place rattle
Back with the A-Team, train on the track
Thought we were gone, but you're wrong, now it's on
We back (we back, we back)
Thought we were gone but you're wrong, now it's on
We back (we back, we back)
(It's probably true what my mama said)
We back, we back, we back in the saddle
Back on stage makin' the whole place rattle
Back with the A-Team, train on the track
Thought we were gone, but you're wrong, now it's on
We back
Just a rock n' roll t-shirt headed to work
With a pack of Red-Man in his pocket?
He's kind of red, man, but he's rockin'
Where's the beat up Tele' and a Marshall stack
Little Marshall Tucker and a six-pack?
Where's the good ol' boys and the good ol' days?
Straight up gettin' sideways
We back, we back, we back in the speakers
Back In Black gettin' blasted in the bleachers
It's probably true what my mama said
I do it just like my daddy did
We back, we back, we back in the saddle
Back on stage makin' the whole place rattle
Back with the A-Team, train on the track
Thought we were gone, but you're wrong, now it's on
We back
Where's the chick wearin' blue jeans a little too tight?
Got a grip on a koozie if it's what she likes
Getting picked up in a pickup
And kickin' it with guys like us
We back, we back, we back in the speakers
Back In Black gettin' blasted in the bleachers
It's probably true what my mama said
I do it just like my daddy did
We back, we back, we back in the saddle
Back on stage makin' the whole place rattle
Back with the A-Team, train on the track
Thought we were gone, but you're wrong, now it's on
We back
Sun comes up and sun goes down, yeah
Everything good comes back around
We back
We back
We back, we back, we back in the speakers
Back In Black gettin' blasted in the bleachers
It's probably true what my mama said (mama said)
I do it just like my daddy did
We back, we back, we back in the saddle
Back on stage makin' the whole place rattle
Back with the A-Team, train on the track
Thought we were gone, but you're wrong, now it's on
We back (we back, we back)
Thought we were gone but you're wrong, now it's on
We back (we back, we back)
(It's probably true what my mama said)
We back, we back, we back in the saddle
Back on stage makin' the whole place rattle
Back with the A-Team, train on the track
Thought we were gone, but you're wrong, now it's on
We back
Writer: Brad Warren, Brett Warren, Jordan Schmidt, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Dirt We Were Raised On
Yeah, we drank on it
Cranked some Hank on it
Got a little crazy, raised a little hell on it
Yeah, learned to pray, learned to cuss
Throw a party, throw a punch
Ain't no hiding where we're from
It's on our boots, it's on our trucks
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
It was out in the fields, on them old backroads
It covers this town like it covers my soul
Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood
Yeah, as deep as these roots run
We'll never be too far gone
From the dirt we were raised on
Dirt we were raised on
Bailed some hay on it
Asked God to rain on it
We met 'em at the gate when they tried to put an interstate on it
Yeah, we got lost, we got found
And we got high and we got down
And every time we rolled into town
It's on our boots, it's on our trucks
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
It was out in the fields, on them old backroads
It covers this town like it covers my soul
Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood
Yeah, as deep as these roots run
We'll never be too far gone
From the dirt we were raised on
Dirt we were raised on
Yeah, we drank on it
Cranked some Hank on it
Got a little crazy, raised hell on it
It's on our boots, it's on our trucks
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
It was out in the fields, on them old backroads
It covers this town like it covers my soul
Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood
Yeah, as deep as these roots run
We'll never be too far gone
From the dirt we were raised on
Dirt we were raised on
Yeah, it's the red stuff flying in the back of a truck bed
Goin' out as far as you can get
Windows down, turned up to a country song
That's the dirt we were raised on
Sunsets and a bullet hole stop sign
Getting down on the back of a forty five
Yeah, that's how we do it all night long
That's the dirt we were raised on
That's the dirt we were raised on
That's the dirt we were raised on
That's the dirt we were raised on
Cranked some Hank on it
Got a little crazy, raised a little hell on it
Yeah, learned to pray, learned to cuss
Throw a party, throw a punch
Ain't no hiding where we're from
It's on our boots, it's on our trucks
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
It was out in the fields, on them old backroads
It covers this town like it covers my soul
Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood
Yeah, as deep as these roots run
We'll never be too far gone
From the dirt we were raised on
Dirt we were raised on
Bailed some hay on it
Asked God to rain on it
We met 'em at the gate when they tried to put an interstate on it
Yeah, we got lost, we got found
And we got high and we got down
And every time we rolled into town
It's on our boots, it's on our trucks
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
It was out in the fields, on them old backroads
It covers this town like it covers my soul
Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood
Yeah, as deep as these roots run
We'll never be too far gone
From the dirt we were raised on
Dirt we were raised on
Yeah, we drank on it
Cranked some Hank on it
Got a little crazy, raised hell on it
It's on our boots, it's on our trucks
It was in that cloud of dust we stirred up
It was out in the fields, on them old backroads
It covers this town like it covers my soul
Yeah, it's in our bones, in our blood
Yeah, as deep as these roots run
We'll never be too far gone
From the dirt we were raised on
Dirt we were raised on
Yeah, it's the red stuff flying in the back of a truck bed
Goin' out as far as you can get
Windows down, turned up to a country song
That's the dirt we were raised on
Sunsets and a bullet hole stop sign
Getting down on the back of a forty five
Yeah, that's how we do it all night long
That's the dirt we were raised on
That's the dirt we were raised on
That's the dirt we were raised on
That's the dirt we were raised on
Writer: Jaron Caleb Boyer, Josh Thompson, Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Dont Drink Anymore
She don't like this bar
She don't like my friends
She thinks we party too hard
She said, "It's me or them"
She said I need to change my ways
"Boy, you got a choice to make"
So I don't drink any more
Ever since she left
I don't drink any more and I don't drink any less
She picked a bad time
To try and slow me down
And this ain't a good night
To try and turn me around
I still like to get crazy, nothing new
Still like to have a few
So I don't drink any more
Ever since she left
I don't drink any more and I don't drink any less
I didn't want her to go and it's not that I don't give a damn
I just want someone to want me for who I am
And this is who I am
She said I need to change my ways
"Boy, you got a choice to make"
So I don't drink any more
Yeah, tonight you can bet
I don't drink any more and I don't drink any less
No, I don't drink any more and I don't drink any less
She don't like my friends
She thinks we party too hard
She said, "It's me or them"
She said I need to change my ways
"Boy, you got a choice to make"
So I don't drink any more
Ever since she left
I don't drink any more and I don't drink any less
She picked a bad time
To try and slow me down
And this ain't a good night
To try and turn me around
I still like to get crazy, nothing new
Still like to have a few
So I don't drink any more
Ever since she left
I don't drink any more and I don't drink any less
I didn't want her to go and it's not that I don't give a damn
I just want someone to want me for who I am
And this is who I am
She said I need to change my ways
"Boy, you got a choice to make"
So I don't drink any more
Yeah, tonight you can bet
I don't drink any more and I don't drink any less
No, I don't drink any more and I don't drink any less
Writer: CJ Solar, John Kelley Lovelace, Neil Thrasher
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Cowboy Killer
She got a way of lighting up the neon, turning heads
She got a thing that turns me on, burning red
Something 'bout them blues eyes staring right back at mine
I swear I see the line
She's a cowboy killer in a shotgun seat
Talkin' blonde wildfire holding onto me
She got a knock-out love and a goodbye kiss
Got that thirty-thirty smoke rolling off of her lips
Lose my breath, knock me dead every time I'm with her
Yeah, she's a cowboy killer
She'd make a night wild and restless
Run it off the tracks
She's riding the line of crazy and reckless
And damn I love that
She's a cowboy killer in a shotgun seat
Talkin' blonde wildfire holding onto me
She got a knock-out love and a goodbye kiss
Got that thirty-thirty smoke rolling off of her lips
Lose my breath, knock me dead every time I'm with her
Yeah, she's a cowboy killer
Something 'bout them blues eyes staring right back at mine
I swear I see the line
She's a cowboy killer in a shotgun seat
Talkin' blonde wildfire holding onto me
She got a knock-out love and a goodbye kiss
Got that thirty-thirty smoke rolling off of her lips
Lose my breath, knock me dead every time I'm with her
Yeah, she's a cowboy killer
Yeah, a cowboy killer
She's a cowboy killer
She got a thing that turns me on, burning red
Something 'bout them blues eyes staring right back at mine
I swear I see the line
She's a cowboy killer in a shotgun seat
Talkin' blonde wildfire holding onto me
She got a knock-out love and a goodbye kiss
Got that thirty-thirty smoke rolling off of her lips
Lose my breath, knock me dead every time I'm with her
Yeah, she's a cowboy killer
She'd make a night wild and restless
Run it off the tracks
She's riding the line of crazy and reckless
And damn I love that
She's a cowboy killer in a shotgun seat
Talkin' blonde wildfire holding onto me
She got a knock-out love and a goodbye kiss
Got that thirty-thirty smoke rolling off of her lips
Lose my breath, knock me dead every time I'm with her
Yeah, she's a cowboy killer
Something 'bout them blues eyes staring right back at mine
I swear I see the line
She's a cowboy killer in a shotgun seat
Talkin' blonde wildfire holding onto me
She got a knock-out love and a goodbye kiss
Got that thirty-thirty smoke rolling off of her lips
Lose my breath, knock me dead every time I'm with her
Yeah, she's a cowboy killer
Yeah, a cowboy killer
She's a cowboy killer
Writer: Jaron Caleb Boyer, Josh Hoge, Michael Tyler Spragg
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing
One for the Road
I had one for the good, one for the bye
One for kicking myself all night
One for her and all four wheels
And one for the way her leaving feels
Now here it is, time to close
Now how 'bout one more before I go?
Give me one for the road she's on tonight
Her Firestones turning, Firebird burning right out of my life
'Fore the lights come on and I pay my tab
Then climb inside that yellow cab
To take me home
Give me one for the road she's on
65 south, State Route 7
Broadway, Main Street, County Road 11
Wherever she is four-lane forgetting 'bout me
Give me one for the road she's on tonight
Her Firestones turning, Firebird burning right out of my life
'Fore the lights come on and I pay my tab
Then climb inside that yellow cab
To take me home
Give me one for the road she's on
Yeah, I ain't drunk but I ain't sober
I know I'm still gonna wake up hungover on her
So what's one more gonna hurt?
Give me one for the road she's on tonight
Her Firestones turning, Firebird burning right out of my life
'Fore the lights come on and I pay my tab
Then climb inside that yellow cab
To take me home
Give me one for the road she's on
Give me one for the road she's on
Tonight
One for kicking myself all night
One for her and all four wheels
And one for the way her leaving feels
Now here it is, time to close
Now how 'bout one more before I go?
Give me one for the road she's on tonight
Her Firestones turning, Firebird burning right out of my life
'Fore the lights come on and I pay my tab
Then climb inside that yellow cab
To take me home
Give me one for the road she's on
65 south, State Route 7
Broadway, Main Street, County Road 11
Wherever she is four-lane forgetting 'bout me
Give me one for the road she's on tonight
Her Firestones turning, Firebird burning right out of my life
'Fore the lights come on and I pay my tab
Then climb inside that yellow cab
To take me home
Give me one for the road she's on
Yeah, I ain't drunk but I ain't sober
I know I'm still gonna wake up hungover on her
So what's one more gonna hurt?
Give me one for the road she's on tonight
Her Firestones turning, Firebird burning right out of my life
'Fore the lights come on and I pay my tab
Then climb inside that yellow cab
To take me home
Give me one for the road she's on
Give me one for the road she's on
Tonight
Writer: Brandon Lynn Kinney, Lynn Hutton, Josh Thompson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Talk About Georgia
I spent a lot of time underneath the lights down in San Antone
Yeah, I make good memories just about everywhere I go
Myrtle Beach, South Carolina
Sometimes you gotta put it all behind ya
But there's one thing that I just can't get off my mind
When I talk about Georgia
It's the color in your eyes of the summertime shinin' on you
I remember every mile, yeah, you drove me wild
Baby, and the way it felt like nothing else
It's true, girl, I think about you
When I talk about Georgia
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, my buddies still talk about that Daytona trip
Many years fly by, damn, it's hard to remember it
Fast-lane through Oklahoma
Tequila nights in California
But there's just one goodbye that gets me every time
When I talk about Georgia
It's the color in your eyes of the summertime shinin' on you
I remember every mile, yeah, you drove me wild
Baby, and the way it felt like nothing else
It's true, girl, I think about you
When I talk about Georgia
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, you're right here, you come back
Baby, just like that
When I talk about Georgia
It's the color in your eyes of the summertime shinin' on you
I remember every mile, yeah, you drove me wild
Baby, and the way it felt like nothing else
It's true, girl, I think about you
When I talk about Georgia
Yeah, when I talk about Georgia
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, I make good memories just about everywhere I go
Myrtle Beach, South Carolina
Sometimes you gotta put it all behind ya
But there's one thing that I just can't get off my mind
When I talk about Georgia
It's the color in your eyes of the summertime shinin' on you
I remember every mile, yeah, you drove me wild
Baby, and the way it felt like nothing else
It's true, girl, I think about you
When I talk about Georgia
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, my buddies still talk about that Daytona trip
Many years fly by, damn, it's hard to remember it
Fast-lane through Oklahoma
Tequila nights in California
But there's just one goodbye that gets me every time
When I talk about Georgia
It's the color in your eyes of the summertime shinin' on you
I remember every mile, yeah, you drove me wild
Baby, and the way it felt like nothing else
It's true, girl, I think about you
When I talk about Georgia
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, you're right here, you come back
Baby, just like that
When I talk about Georgia
It's the color in your eyes of the summertime shinin' on you
I remember every mile, yeah, you drove me wild
Baby, and the way it felt like nothing else
It's true, girl, I think about you
When I talk about Georgia
Yeah, when I talk about Georgia
Yeah, yeah
Writer: Kurt Michael Allison, Michael Tyler Spragg, Tully Kennedy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Peermusic Publishing
The Same Way
It doesn't matter if you grew up above the Mason-Dixon or down in Dixie
If you come from the east side or the west side of the Mississippi
Little farm towns to them high-rise cities
Raise 'em up if you're with me
If you got the same song coming out of your speakers
Got the same strong mix down in your cup
If you got smoke blowing in the air, howling at the moon
If you do, then that's what's up
If you got your pretty green-eyed diamond ride-or-dier
Beside you pulling that all-nighter
Yeah, we might be from a different place
But we go down the same way
The same way, the same way
This one's for them good ol' boys and girls, y'all, let's get another round
Say it loud, let 'em know all over the world now, country done come from
Little farm towns to them high-rise cities
Raise 'em up if you're with me (yeah)
If you got the same song coming out of your speakers
Got the same strong mix down in your cup
If you got smoke blowing in the air, howling at the moon
If you do, then that's what's up
If you got your pretty green-eyed diamond ride-or-dier
Beside you pulling that all-nighter
Yeah, we might be from a different place
But we go down the same way
The same way, the same way
Yeah, we go down the same way
We believe it in our hearts when we say we're country
We ain't scared to back it up
Yeah, I think it'd be safe to say that we all think
That nobody does it like us
If you got the same song coming out of your speakers
Got the same strong mix down in your cup
If you got smoke blowing in the air, howling at the moon
If you do, then that's what's up
If you got your pretty green-eyed diamond ride-or-dier
Beside you pulling that all-nighter
Yeah, we might be from a different place
But we go down the same way
The same way, the same way
Yeah, we go down the same way
The same way, the same way
Yeah, we go down the same way
Yeah, we go down the same way
If you come from the east side or the west side of the Mississippi
Little farm towns to them high-rise cities
Raise 'em up if you're with me
If you got the same song coming out of your speakers
Got the same strong mix down in your cup
If you got smoke blowing in the air, howling at the moon
If you do, then that's what's up
If you got your pretty green-eyed diamond ride-or-dier
Beside you pulling that all-nighter
Yeah, we might be from a different place
But we go down the same way
The same way, the same way
This one's for them good ol' boys and girls, y'all, let's get another round
Say it loud, let 'em know all over the world now, country done come from
Little farm towns to them high-rise cities
Raise 'em up if you're with me (yeah)
If you got the same song coming out of your speakers
Got the same strong mix down in your cup
If you got smoke blowing in the air, howling at the moon
If you do, then that's what's up
If you got your pretty green-eyed diamond ride-or-dier
Beside you pulling that all-nighter
Yeah, we might be from a different place
But we go down the same way
The same way, the same way
Yeah, we go down the same way
We believe it in our hearts when we say we're country
We ain't scared to back it up
Yeah, I think it'd be safe to say that we all think
That nobody does it like us
If you got the same song coming out of your speakers
Got the same strong mix down in your cup
If you got smoke blowing in the air, howling at the moon
If you do, then that's what's up
If you got your pretty green-eyed diamond ride-or-dier
Beside you pulling that all-nighter
Yeah, we might be from a different place
But we go down the same way
The same way, the same way
Yeah, we go down the same way
The same way, the same way
Yeah, we go down the same way
Yeah, we go down the same way
Writer: Brantley Keith Gilbert, Robert Brock Berryhill, John Cole Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
She Likes It
She don't like it, catching cabs downtown
The noisy crowd, the people when the bar shuts down
And she don't like it when it rains, don't like the color gray
But if I know anything
I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Shotgun, next to me
A little whiskey when the week's all gone
Gets her wild and running free
With the windows down, in a nowhere town
Getting lost somewhere to a song
I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Yeah
She don't like it when it's eyes on her
Walking in the party, no that ain't her
And she don't like it when I cuss, don't like it when I smoke
She don't like it when she's all alone
But I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Shotgun, next to me
A little whiskey when the week's all gone
Gets her wild and running free
With the windows down, in a nowhere town
Getting lost somewhere to a song
I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Yeah
She likes to lean on in, likes to kick on back
She likes it when we go fast
And I know she likes it ridin' all night long (all night long)
Shotgun, next to me
A little whiskey when the week's all gone
Gets her wild and running free
With the windows down, in a nowhere town
Getting lost somewhere to a song
I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Yeah
I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Yeah
The noisy crowd, the people when the bar shuts down
And she don't like it when it rains, don't like the color gray
But if I know anything
I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Shotgun, next to me
A little whiskey when the week's all gone
Gets her wild and running free
With the windows down, in a nowhere town
Getting lost somewhere to a song
I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Yeah
She don't like it when it's eyes on her
Walking in the party, no that ain't her
And she don't like it when I cuss, don't like it when I smoke
She don't like it when she's all alone
But I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Shotgun, next to me
A little whiskey when the week's all gone
Gets her wild and running free
With the windows down, in a nowhere town
Getting lost somewhere to a song
I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Yeah
She likes to lean on in, likes to kick on back
She likes it when we go fast
And I know she likes it ridin' all night long (all night long)
Shotgun, next to me
A little whiskey when the week's all gone
Gets her wild and running free
With the windows down, in a nowhere town
Getting lost somewhere to a song
I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Yeah
I know she likes it ridin' all night long
Yeah
Writer: Benjamin Merritt Stennis, Jaron Caleb Boyer, Michael Tyler Spragg
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
9 is the ninth studio album by American country music singer Jason Aldean. It was released on November 22, 2019 via Broken Bow Records. It debuted at No. 2 on the Billboard 200 chart. It also debuted at No. 1 on the Top Country Albums chart.
Performed By:
Jason AldeanGenre(s): Country, country rock
Producer(s): Michael Knox
Length: 52:32
Released: November 22nd, 2019
Year: 2019