It's like the sun went down just to frame your face
Like they played that song just to see you sway
Like that old surf shop had you in mind
With what you got on, making those tan lines
It's like the ocean knows we're laying
On this beach tonight
It's like the sand's been waiting
For you to come alive 'cause
You were made for summer
Just like these stars we're under
Were made for lighting this July sky up
Blanket down made for me and you tied up
All night long, over and over
Crash into me and pull me closer
Kiss by kiss, one after another
Don't let go, baby, let this summer
Just keep on coming in waves
Keep coming in waves
Keep on coming in waves
Keep coming in waves
Wish I could bottle up the taste on your lips
That margarita saltwater sunburned sip
It's like I feel that sun right next to me
Yeah, girl, your touch is a hundred degrees
Boardwalks were made for dancing
And flip flops were made to lose like
This night was meant to happen
And, girl, I was made for you like
You were made for summer
Just like these stars we're under
Were made for lighting this July sky up
Blanket down made for me and you tied up
All night long, over and over
Crash into me and pull me closer
Kiss by kiss, one after another
Don't let go, baby, let this summer
Just keep on coming in waves
Keep coming in waves
Keep on coming in waves
Keep coming in waves
Keep on coming in waves
Keep coming in waves
Keep on coming in waves
Keep coming in waves
Baby, you were made for summer
Just like these stars we're under
Were made for lighting this July sky up
Blanket down made for me and you tied up
All night long, over and over
Crash into me and pull me closer
Kiss by kiss, one after another
Don't let go, baby, let this summer
Just keep on coming in waves
Keep coming in waves
Keep on coming in waves
Keep coming in waves
Luke Bryan - Born Here Live Here Die Here Album Lyrics
Luke Bryan - Born Here Live Here Die Here Lyrics
Writer: Richard Chase Mcgill, Ryan James Hurd, Zach Crowell
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group
Knockin Boots
This truck needs a half tank
These wheels need a two lane
This radio needs three songs to play
To get me 'cross town to you
That dress needs to slip off
That hair needs to come down
Friday nights need to do what Friday nights need to do
That's the truth
Yeah, birds need bees and ice needs whiskey
Boys like me need girls like you to kiss me
"Fishin' in the Dark", needs Nitty Gritty
Under that pale moon
Sweet tea needs that sugar stirrin'
Small town nights need both ends burnin'
Shades need drawin', hearts need fallin'
Boots need knockin', knockin' boots
Knockin' boots, me and you, oh (oh)
Long weeks need a weekend
Cheap drinks need a-slingin'
That dance floor needs some me on you
And you on me tonight
Sing alongs need to be sung
Tip bells need to be rung
Last calls need a, "Call that cab"
And backseats need, "I want you so bad"
Yeah, birds need bees and ice needs whiskey
Boys like me need girls like you to kiss me
"Fishin' in the Dark", needs Nitty Gritty
Under that pale moon
Sweet tea needs that sugar stirrin'
Small town nights need both ends burnin'
Shades need drawin', hearts need fallin'
Boots need knockin', knockin' boots
Knockin' boots, girl, me and you
Doors need shuttin'
Lights need cuttin'
Lips need lockin'
Boots need knockin'
And birds need bees and ice needs whiskey
Boys like me need girls like you to kiss me
"Fishin' in the Dark", needs Nitty Gritty
Under that pale moon
Sweet tea needs that sugar stirrin'
Small town nights need both ends burnin'
Shades need drawin', hearts need fallin'
Boots need knockin', knockin' boots
Mm, knockin' boots
Me and you, oh (oh)
Knockin' boots
These wheels need a two lane
This radio needs three songs to play
To get me 'cross town to you
That dress needs to slip off
That hair needs to come down
Friday nights need to do what Friday nights need to do
That's the truth
Yeah, birds need bees and ice needs whiskey
Boys like me need girls like you to kiss me
"Fishin' in the Dark", needs Nitty Gritty
Under that pale moon
Sweet tea needs that sugar stirrin'
Small town nights need both ends burnin'
Shades need drawin', hearts need fallin'
Boots need knockin', knockin' boots
Knockin' boots, me and you, oh (oh)
Long weeks need a weekend
Cheap drinks need a-slingin'
That dance floor needs some me on you
And you on me tonight
Sing alongs need to be sung
Tip bells need to be rung
Last calls need a, "Call that cab"
And backseats need, "I want you so bad"
Yeah, birds need bees and ice needs whiskey
Boys like me need girls like you to kiss me
"Fishin' in the Dark", needs Nitty Gritty
Under that pale moon
Sweet tea needs that sugar stirrin'
Small town nights need both ends burnin'
Shades need drawin', hearts need fallin'
Boots need knockin', knockin' boots
Knockin' boots, girl, me and you
Doors need shuttin'
Lights need cuttin'
Lips need lockin'
Boots need knockin'
And birds need bees and ice needs whiskey
Boys like me need girls like you to kiss me
"Fishin' in the Dark", needs Nitty Gritty
Under that pale moon
Sweet tea needs that sugar stirrin'
Small town nights need both ends burnin'
Shades need drawin', hearts need fallin'
Boots need knockin', knockin' boots
Mm, knockin' boots
Me and you, oh (oh)
Knockin' boots
Writer: Gordon Francis Sampson, Hillary Lee Lindsey, Jon Nite
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
What She Wants Tonight
She walks up, velvet rope unhooks
She snaps her fingers and a drink comes
She locks you down with just one look
She's got this whole club undone
If she's on the rebound, you ain't gonna know it
Coming off a heartbreak, she ain't gonna show it
She's eyes caught, red dot, locked on me, yeah
She wants my hands on her body
She wants to burn like she's made of fire
Said, she ain't going home 'til we
Drink every drop of Kentucky dry
Don't even know what she'll do when she does it
Palm of her hand, I'm hers in the blink of an eye
She don't take no and I love
She gets what she wants
And I get to be what she wants tonight
I get to be what she wants tonight
I get to catch all her secrets
Sequins bouncing off flashing lights
If she wants it then we're leaving
Get me home, park the truck, cut the tires
I get to be where she goes when she's lonely
The last door of the night she's closing
Oh, I know she could have anything but
She wants my hands on her body
She wants to burn like she's made of fire
Said she ain't going home 'til we
Drink every drop of Kentucky dry
Don't even know what she'll do when she does it
Palm of her hand, I'm hers in the blink of an eye
She don't take no and I love
She gets what she wants
And I get to be what she wants tonight
I get to be what she wants tonight
And I don't know how I got to be the only thing she needs right now, uh
She wants my hands on her body
She wants to burn like she's made of fire
Said she ain't going home 'til we
Drink every drop of Kentucky dry
Don't even know what she'll do when she does it
Palm of her hand, I'm hers in the blink of an eye
She don't take no and I love
She gets what she wants
And I get to be what she wants tonight
I get to be what she wants tonight, yeah
I get to be what she wants tonight, tonight
She snaps her fingers and a drink comes
She locks you down with just one look
She's got this whole club undone
If she's on the rebound, you ain't gonna know it
Coming off a heartbreak, she ain't gonna show it
She's eyes caught, red dot, locked on me, yeah
She wants my hands on her body
She wants to burn like she's made of fire
Said, she ain't going home 'til we
Drink every drop of Kentucky dry
Don't even know what she'll do when she does it
Palm of her hand, I'm hers in the blink of an eye
She don't take no and I love
She gets what she wants
And I get to be what she wants tonight
I get to be what she wants tonight
I get to catch all her secrets
Sequins bouncing off flashing lights
If she wants it then we're leaving
Get me home, park the truck, cut the tires
I get to be where she goes when she's lonely
The last door of the night she's closing
Oh, I know she could have anything but
She wants my hands on her body
She wants to burn like she's made of fire
Said she ain't going home 'til we
Drink every drop of Kentucky dry
Don't even know what she'll do when she does it
Palm of her hand, I'm hers in the blink of an eye
She don't take no and I love
She gets what she wants
And I get to be what she wants tonight
I get to be what she wants tonight
And I don't know how I got to be the only thing she needs right now, uh
She wants my hands on her body
She wants to burn like she's made of fire
Said she ain't going home 'til we
Drink every drop of Kentucky dry
Don't even know what she'll do when she does it
Palm of her hand, I'm hers in the blink of an eye
She don't take no and I love
She gets what she wants
And I get to be what she wants tonight
I get to be what she wants tonight, yeah
I get to be what she wants tonight, tonight
Writer: Hillary Lindsey, Jon Nite, Luke Bryan, Ross Copperman
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Born Here Live Here Die Here
Bunch of buddies in John Deere hats
A little crazy but they got my back
Know every roll-through stop sign like the back of my hand
And every bank where the fish'll bite
Still like putting a smile on the face
Of a girl I've known since the second grade
Got a kiss that's sweet like lemonade
She's everything I'll ever need
Another reason I'll never leave
Born here, live here, die here
From the roots, to the boots, to the lay me down suit
Yeah, I'm gonna be proud to be right here
Just like my daddy, and his daddy did too
Ride the same roads, work the same dirt
Go to the same church and drink the same beer
Born here, live here, die here
Yeah
Everybody's gotta find their place
Some dreams you catch, some dreams you chase
Some people run and some people stay
Me, I'll always be
A born here, live here, die here
From the roots, to the boots, to the lay me down suit
Yeah, I'm gonna be proud to be right here
Just like my daddy, and his daddy did too
Ride the same roads, work the same dirt
Go to the same church and drink the same beer
Born here, live here, die here
Yeah
I'm gonna raise one up in the air tonight
For all the folks like me
Here's to the born here, live here, die here
From the roots, to the boots, to the lay me down suit
Yeah, I'm gonna be proud to be right here
Just like my daddy and his daddy did too
We ride the same roads, work the same dirt
Go to the same church and drink the same beer
Born here, live here, die here
Born here, live here, die here
Born here, live here, die here (die here)
Yeah
Born here, live here, die here
I'll be right here
A little crazy but they got my back
Know every roll-through stop sign like the back of my hand
And every bank where the fish'll bite
Still like putting a smile on the face
Of a girl I've known since the second grade
Got a kiss that's sweet like lemonade
She's everything I'll ever need
Another reason I'll never leave
Born here, live here, die here
From the roots, to the boots, to the lay me down suit
Yeah, I'm gonna be proud to be right here
Just like my daddy, and his daddy did too
Ride the same roads, work the same dirt
Go to the same church and drink the same beer
Born here, live here, die here
Yeah
Everybody's gotta find their place
Some dreams you catch, some dreams you chase
Some people run and some people stay
Me, I'll always be
A born here, live here, die here
From the roots, to the boots, to the lay me down suit
Yeah, I'm gonna be proud to be right here
Just like my daddy, and his daddy did too
Ride the same roads, work the same dirt
Go to the same church and drink the same beer
Born here, live here, die here
Yeah
I'm gonna raise one up in the air tonight
For all the folks like me
Here's to the born here, live here, die here
From the roots, to the boots, to the lay me down suit
Yeah, I'm gonna be proud to be right here
Just like my daddy and his daddy did too
We ride the same roads, work the same dirt
Go to the same church and drink the same beer
Born here, live here, die here
Born here, live here, die here
Born here, live here, die here (die here)
Yeah
Born here, live here, die here
I'll be right here
Writer: Jake Mitchell, Jameson J. Rodgers, Josh Thompson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Anthem Entertainment
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Anthem Entertainment
One Margarita
Everybody here ain't from here
But we're here doin' our thing
Lettin' go a little, little by little
Sippin' on a frozen drink
Tiki bars tik'n, pourin' all weekend
Clouds ain't leakin' no rain
Two pieces a-shakin', white caps a-breakin'
We ain't feelin' no pain, it goes like
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, shot
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Leave all your sorrow out here on the floatin' dock
When that sun lays down, we'll be on our way
One more barefoot round, one more last chance to say
Hey Seáorita, don't you think we need
A salt and a Buffett song
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita
We'll be gone
Ice blue skies, shades on the eyes
To tuck the bloodshot away
Hair of the dog, shouldn't take long
But who cares, we got all day
Palm trees a-leanin', sunburn a-screamin'
But we'll all be alright, after
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, shot
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Leave all your sorrow out here on the floatin' dock
When that sun lays down, we'll be on our way
One more barefoot round, one more last chance to say
Hey Seáorita, don't you think we need
A salt and a Marley song
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita
We'll be gone
We'll be gone
Tiki bars tik'n, pourin' all weekend
Clouds ain't leakin' no rain
Two pieces a-shakin', white caps a-breakin'
We ain't feelin' no pain, feelin' no pain
It goes like
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, shot
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Leave all your sorrow out here on the floatin' dock
When that sun lays down, we'll be on our way
One more barefoot round, one more last chance to say
Hey Seáorita, don't you think we need
A salt and a Chesney song
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita
We'll be gone
We'll be gone
We'll be gone
But we're here doin' our thing
Lettin' go a little, little by little
Sippin' on a frozen drink
Tiki bars tik'n, pourin' all weekend
Clouds ain't leakin' no rain
Two pieces a-shakin', white caps a-breakin'
We ain't feelin' no pain, it goes like
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, shot
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Leave all your sorrow out here on the floatin' dock
When that sun lays down, we'll be on our way
One more barefoot round, one more last chance to say
Hey Seáorita, don't you think we need
A salt and a Buffett song
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita
We'll be gone
Ice blue skies, shades on the eyes
To tuck the bloodshot away
Hair of the dog, shouldn't take long
But who cares, we got all day
Palm trees a-leanin', sunburn a-screamin'
But we'll all be alright, after
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, shot
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Leave all your sorrow out here on the floatin' dock
When that sun lays down, we'll be on our way
One more barefoot round, one more last chance to say
Hey Seáorita, don't you think we need
A salt and a Marley song
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita
We'll be gone
We'll be gone
Tiki bars tik'n, pourin' all weekend
Clouds ain't leakin' no rain
Two pieces a-shakin', white caps a-breakin'
We ain't feelin' no pain, feelin' no pain
It goes like
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita, shot
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow
Leave all your sorrow out here on the floatin' dock
When that sun lays down, we'll be on our way
One more barefoot round, one more last chance to say
Hey Seáorita, don't you think we need
A salt and a Chesney song
One margarita, two margarita, three margarita
We'll be gone
We'll be gone
We'll be gone
Writer: Josh Thompson, Matt Dragstrem, Michael Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Too Drunk to Drive
There ain't a liquor store, dive bar, or corner booth for twenty miles around
We ain't on a boat, on a lake, in the sun with the cooler loaded down
But suddenly, I'm feeling all impaired from the way you looked at me from over there
Rolling like I'm stoned past gone, looking in your eyes
Girl, I'm too, I'm too, I'm too drunk to drive
What do I do with you? Let's lay it low tonight
Got me high, got me right, got me flyin' 'cause you're looking so fine
I ain't had no shot, ain't drank a drop
But I'm too drunk to drive
You can hide my keys, lock the door, maybe we can find something here to do
Maybe wreck some sheets, crash your lips into mine and not even make the news
These four walls are safer than them two lanes
You pour 'em tall when you start whispering my name
Ain't no blue light, line walkin', happening tonight
Girl, I'm too, I'm too, I'm too drunk to drive
What do I do with you? Let's lay it low tonight
Got me high, got me right, got me flyin' 'cause you're looking so fine
I ain't had no shot, ain't drank a drop
But I'm too drunk to drive
Yeah, I'm too drunk to drive
Yeah girl, I'm too, I'm too, I'm too drunk to drive
What do I do with you? Let's lay it low tonight
Got me high, got me right, got me flyin' 'cause you're looking so fine
I ain't had no shot, ain't drank a drop
But I'm too drunk to drive
No, I ain't had a shot, ain't drank a drop
But I'm too drunk to drive
I'm just too drunk to drive
I'm too drunk to drive
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm too drunk to drive
We ain't on a boat, on a lake, in the sun with the cooler loaded down
But suddenly, I'm feeling all impaired from the way you looked at me from over there
Rolling like I'm stoned past gone, looking in your eyes
Girl, I'm too, I'm too, I'm too drunk to drive
What do I do with you? Let's lay it low tonight
Got me high, got me right, got me flyin' 'cause you're looking so fine
I ain't had no shot, ain't drank a drop
But I'm too drunk to drive
You can hide my keys, lock the door, maybe we can find something here to do
Maybe wreck some sheets, crash your lips into mine and not even make the news
These four walls are safer than them two lanes
You pour 'em tall when you start whispering my name
Ain't no blue light, line walkin', happening tonight
Girl, I'm too, I'm too, I'm too drunk to drive
What do I do with you? Let's lay it low tonight
Got me high, got me right, got me flyin' 'cause you're looking so fine
I ain't had no shot, ain't drank a drop
But I'm too drunk to drive
Yeah, I'm too drunk to drive
Yeah girl, I'm too, I'm too, I'm too drunk to drive
What do I do with you? Let's lay it low tonight
Got me high, got me right, got me flyin' 'cause you're looking so fine
I ain't had no shot, ain't drank a drop
But I'm too drunk to drive
No, I ain't had a shot, ain't drank a drop
But I'm too drunk to drive
I'm just too drunk to drive
I'm too drunk to drive
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm too drunk to drive
Writer: Brandon Kinney, Luke Bryan, Michael Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Build Me a Daddy
Buddies, they roll up in the morning and hand you a coffee
Tell ya hurry up, the fish ain't gonna wait on you
Buddies, they don't give you no warning
When they shoot up a stop sign out on some old county road
I've got ones that I've fought with and outrun the law with
Ones that I'd give my last dime if I had it
One on the wagon and one out there dragging a plow
Behind an old John Deere
They work hard for their money, their trucks all stay muddy
All my beer drinking, deer dragging, dusty dirt road riding buddies
Buddies, they smell trouble 'fore it happens
And when it starts to happen they're
Right with you rolling in a parking lot
Buddies, they make your girlfriends
So mad, and keep your mama from sleeping
'Cause they both know too well that I've got
Ones that I've fought with and outrun the law with
Ones that I'd give my last dime if I had it
One on the wagon and one out there dragging a plow
Behind an old John Deere
They work hard for their money, their trucks all stay muddy
All my beer drinking, deer dragging, dusty dirt road riding buddies
I got one on a Humvee that keeps all of us free
And one that got his heart broke and went half crazy
Got one that moved far away, one that rings my phone every day
The one when he hears this he'll shed a tear
They work hard for their money, their boots all stay muddy
All my beer drinking, deer dragging,
Dusty dirt road riding, trash talking buddies
All true
[Thanks to karrellking72 for adding these lyrics]
Tell ya hurry up, the fish ain't gonna wait on you
Buddies, they don't give you no warning
When they shoot up a stop sign out on some old county road
I've got ones that I've fought with and outrun the law with
Ones that I'd give my last dime if I had it
One on the wagon and one out there dragging a plow
Behind an old John Deere
They work hard for their money, their trucks all stay muddy
All my beer drinking, deer dragging, dusty dirt road riding buddies
Buddies, they smell trouble 'fore it happens
And when it starts to happen they're
Right with you rolling in a parking lot
Buddies, they make your girlfriends
So mad, and keep your mama from sleeping
'Cause they both know too well that I've got
Ones that I've fought with and outrun the law with
Ones that I'd give my last dime if I had it
One on the wagon and one out there dragging a plow
Behind an old John Deere
They work hard for their money, their trucks all stay muddy
All my beer drinking, deer dragging, dusty dirt road riding buddies
I got one on a Humvee that keeps all of us free
And one that got his heart broke and went half crazy
Got one that moved far away, one that rings my phone every day
The one when he hears this he'll shed a tear
They work hard for their money, their boots all stay muddy
All my beer drinking, deer dragging,
Dusty dirt road riding, trash talking buddies
All true
[Thanks to karrellking72 for adding these lyrics]
Writer: Brett Tyler Mikkelson, Jake Mitchell, Josh Thompson
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Little Less Broken
Of all the bars you could've walked your boots into
Why'd it have to be the one that I picked too?
I just wanted a place to sip my way through, missin' you
You didn't see me when you walked past me
I wasn't ready to see you this happy
Looks like I'm movin' just a little less on with this
Looks like your world has got a little less wrong with it
Looks like it took you just a little less time
Looks like your heart's just a little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
To hell with killin' what's left of this Walker Black
'Cause I ain't lettin' you know that I hurt this bad
I'll just hang my head underneath this hat, and slip out the back
I'm dealin' with not being together
So are you but you're doin' it better
It looks like I'm movin' just a little less on with this
Looks like your world has got a little less wrong with it
Looks like it took you just a little less time
Looks like your heart's just a little less broken than mine
Maybe goodbye didn't hit you the way that it hit me
Guess hearts don't ever break 50/50
Oh, 'cause it
Looks like I'm movin' just a little less on with this
Looks like your world has got a little less wrong with it
Looks like it's takin' me a little more time
'Cause baby, your heart's just a little less broken, a little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
Why'd it have to be the one that I picked too?
I just wanted a place to sip my way through, missin' you
You didn't see me when you walked past me
I wasn't ready to see you this happy
Looks like I'm movin' just a little less on with this
Looks like your world has got a little less wrong with it
Looks like it took you just a little less time
Looks like your heart's just a little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
To hell with killin' what's left of this Walker Black
'Cause I ain't lettin' you know that I hurt this bad
I'll just hang my head underneath this hat, and slip out the back
I'm dealin' with not being together
So are you but you're doin' it better
It looks like I'm movin' just a little less on with this
Looks like your world has got a little less wrong with it
Looks like it took you just a little less time
Looks like your heart's just a little less broken than mine
Maybe goodbye didn't hit you the way that it hit me
Guess hearts don't ever break 50/50
Oh, 'cause it
Looks like I'm movin' just a little less on with this
Looks like your world has got a little less wrong with it
Looks like it's takin' me a little more time
'Cause baby, your heart's just a little less broken, a little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
A little less broken than mine
Writer: Lindsay Rimes, Matt Rogers, Michael Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
For a Boat
Everything I learned about life
I learned out on that bank
From gettin' up early, comin' up empty
And good things come to those that wait
Money doesn't grow on trees
The difference in talking, and shootin' the breeze
I remember thinkin', wouldn't it be cool
To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude
And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here"
He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't
And just about then that bobber would sink
And that outboard dream of mine would disappear
I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes
Too broke for a boat
He coulda picked up an extra shift
Or a weekend at the factory
But every Sunday was saved for Jesus
And Saturdays, he spent with me
'Til that summer would fall
I didn't know we had it all
I remember thinkin', wouldn't it be cool
To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude
And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here"
He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't
And just about then that bobber would sink
And that outboard dream of mine would disappear
I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes
Too broke for a boat
Too broke for a boat
I remember thinkin', wouldn't it be cool
To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude
And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here"
He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't
And just about then that bobber would sink
And that outboard dream of mine would disappear
I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes
Too broke for a boat
Too broke for a boat
I learned out on that bank
From gettin' up early, comin' up empty
And good things come to those that wait
Money doesn't grow on trees
The difference in talking, and shootin' the breeze
I remember thinkin', wouldn't it be cool
To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude
And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here"
He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't
And just about then that bobber would sink
And that outboard dream of mine would disappear
I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes
Too broke for a boat
He coulda picked up an extra shift
Or a weekend at the factory
But every Sunday was saved for Jesus
And Saturdays, he spent with me
'Til that summer would fall
I didn't know we had it all
I remember thinkin', wouldn't it be cool
To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude
And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here"
He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't
And just about then that bobber would sink
And that outboard dream of mine would disappear
I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes
Too broke for a boat
Too broke for a boat
I remember thinkin', wouldn't it be cool
To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude
And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here"
He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't
And just about then that bobber would sink
And that outboard dream of mine would disappear
I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes
Too broke for a boat
Too broke for a boat
Writer: Josh Thompson, Mike Walker, Randy Ennis Schlappi
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Where Are We Goin
Ooh
Where are we goin', when we leave here?
When the music's over and the bar runs out of beer
If we stay too late, they're gonna kick us out
Is it cool if I come crash at your house?
Where are we going? The night is young
And we're both half sober, hell-bent on having fun
You say if we hook up, there'll be no-strings attached
Save my number, you don't have to call me back
Let's have some cigarettes and find a spot that ain't closed yet
And if it is, we'll buy a box of wine
I just had to talk to you, forgive me if this comes out rude
You got to know it's true, but girl you look so fine
Where are we going? If nowhere else
There's an old field road out past the shutdown Shell
We could shine those eyes, we could count them stars
Borrow some signs, go fishing in the dark
We'll sing some old Hank Jr. songs, "Outlaw Women" all night long
Make some good ol' down home memories
There's something 'bout the sky tonight, something 'bout your blue eyes
Baby, you remind me of my sweetest dream
My sweetest dream
My sweetest dream
Yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah
Where are we going? If this is love
There's no way to know but just between the two of us
It all feels so right with you in my arms
Where it's going, I don't know, but let's keep following our hearts
Ooh-ooh
Yeah
Mm-mmm
Where are we goin', when we leave here?
When the music's over and the bar runs out of beer
If we stay too late, they're gonna kick us out
Is it cool if I come crash at your house?
Where are we going? The night is young
And we're both half sober, hell-bent on having fun
You say if we hook up, there'll be no-strings attached
Save my number, you don't have to call me back
Let's have some cigarettes and find a spot that ain't closed yet
And if it is, we'll buy a box of wine
I just had to talk to you, forgive me if this comes out rude
You got to know it's true, but girl you look so fine
Where are we going? If nowhere else
There's an old field road out past the shutdown Shell
We could shine those eyes, we could count them stars
Borrow some signs, go fishing in the dark
We'll sing some old Hank Jr. songs, "Outlaw Women" all night long
Make some good ol' down home memories
There's something 'bout the sky tonight, something 'bout your blue eyes
Baby, you remind me of my sweetest dream
My sweetest dream
My sweetest dream
Yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah
Where are we going? If this is love
There's no way to know but just between the two of us
It all feels so right with you in my arms
Where it's going, I don't know, but let's keep following our hearts
Ooh-ooh
Yeah
Mm-mmm
Writer: Brent Cobb, Luke Bryan
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Down to One
We were counting one star at a time
One fell out of the sky
You had your eyes closed, you were wishing on 'em
I was thinking 'bout your lips, girl and kissin' on 'em
We were sitting in the light of the moon
I was watching it shine on you
Funny how time flies with a good girl
On a good night
We were down to 1 AM
Listening to one more song
Thinking I want more than just one night out here with you alone
Down to that last Bud Light in the back of that two-tone, half-ton
My heart was telling me that one more kiss and I'd be done
Down to one hand in mine
Down to one beautiful smile
I was done with the girl I want
Straight falling in love
Right there that night
Down to one
Said, we leave in one more minute
One passed by but we didn't
'Cause you were looking like a dream I'd been dreaming
I was thinking about anything but leaving
Still feel that touch
You were in my arms
Soaking up that young love
Never been that far
Down to 1 AM
Listening to one more song
Thinking I want more than just one night out here with you alone
Down to that last Bud Light in the back of that two-tone half-ton
My heart was telling me that one more kiss and I'd be done
Down to one hand in mine
Down to one beautiful smile
I was done with the girl I want
Straight falling in love
Right there that night
Down to one
I was saying, stay with me
I'll be everything you need
We were way past 1 AM
Listening to one more song
Thinking I want more than just one night out here with you alone
Down to that last Bud Light in the back of that two-tone half-ton
My heart was telling me that one more kiss and I'd be done
Down to one hand in mine
Down to one beautiful smile
I was done with the girl I want
Straight falling in love
Right there that night
Down to one
Down to one
I was saying, stay with me
I'll be everything you need
Down to one, down to one
One fell out of the sky
You had your eyes closed, you were wishing on 'em
I was thinking 'bout your lips, girl and kissin' on 'em
We were sitting in the light of the moon
I was watching it shine on you
Funny how time flies with a good girl
On a good night
We were down to 1 AM
Listening to one more song
Thinking I want more than just one night out here with you alone
Down to that last Bud Light in the back of that two-tone, half-ton
My heart was telling me that one more kiss and I'd be done
Down to one hand in mine
Down to one beautiful smile
I was done with the girl I want
Straight falling in love
Right there that night
Down to one
Said, we leave in one more minute
One passed by but we didn't
'Cause you were looking like a dream I'd been dreaming
I was thinking about anything but leaving
Still feel that touch
You were in my arms
Soaking up that young love
Never been that far
Down to 1 AM
Listening to one more song
Thinking I want more than just one night out here with you alone
Down to that last Bud Light in the back of that two-tone half-ton
My heart was telling me that one more kiss and I'd be done
Down to one hand in mine
Down to one beautiful smile
I was done with the girl I want
Straight falling in love
Right there that night
Down to one
I was saying, stay with me
I'll be everything you need
We were way past 1 AM
Listening to one more song
Thinking I want more than just one night out here with you alone
Down to that last Bud Light in the back of that two-tone half-ton
My heart was telling me that one more kiss and I'd be done
Down to one hand in mine
Down to one beautiful smile
I was done with the girl I want
Straight falling in love
Right there that night
Down to one
Down to one
I was saying, stay with me
I'll be everything you need
Down to one, down to one
Writer: Dallas Davidson, Justin Ebach, Kyle Fishman
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Born Here Live Here Die Here is the seventh studio album by American country music singer Luke Bryan. It was released on August 7, 2020, by Capitol Nashville. The album includes the singles "Knockin' Boots", "What She Wants Tonight", "One Margarita", and "Down to One". A deluxe edition with six extra songs, including the album's fifth single "Waves" and its sixth single, "Up", was released on April 9, 2021.
The album debuted at number five on the US Billboard 200 and number one on the US Top Country Albums charts, earning 65,000 album-equivalent units (of which 48,000 were pure album sales) in its first week.
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Luke BryanThe album debuted at number five on the US Billboard 200 and number one on the US Top Country Albums charts, earning 65,000 album-equivalent units (of which 48,000 were pure album sales) in its first week.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Jeff Stevens, Jody Stevens
Length: 33:44
Released: August 7th, 2020
Year: 2020