Never knew my old man's truck could even run like that
Should've known better than to take that curve so fast
Daddy pulled up, I was down in a ditch
And he asked me why I did what I did
There was this girl, drink in her hand
Shootin' me a "Let's get into trouble" grin
I ain't never seen somethin' so fine
And I was doin' anything to make her mine
I was out of my mind, she was out of this world
There was this girl
Some folks ask me why I still pick this guitar
They say livin' that life on the road won't get you very far
I say man you should've been down in Tupelo
Seen what was in the front row
There was this girl, beer in her hand
Shootin' me a "Play a little Skynyrd" grin
She's turnin' it up, she's turnin' me on
And I'd play her anything she'd sing along
I was out of my mind, she was out of this world
There was this girl
Yeah, there was this girl
Didn't know a diamond ring could cost so much (damn)
Took six months on a farm 'fore I saved up
All my drinkin' buddies still out on the town
Wonderin' why I ever settled down
But there was this girl, holdin' my hand
Shootin' me a "Start a life together" grin
She's pullin' me in, she's straightenin' me out
And now I know what love is all about
I'm still out of my mind, she's still out of this world
There was this girl
Yeah, there was this girl
Yeah, there was this girl
There was this girl
Riley Green - Different 'Round Here Album Lyrics
Riley Green - Different 'Round Here Lyrics
Writer: Erik Dylan, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Different Round Here
'Round here fast is how the grass grows
Lost is what you find on a back road
Proof's in the whiskey, red's in the dirt
And hard work stops at the fence row
We stand for the flag, and if you don't like it, we don't care
'Cause we do things a little different round here
Brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mamas are love
Where right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different 'round here
Easy's at the end of a long day
Free's how you feel, not what you pay
Simple's how we live, thanks is what we give
Roots in the ground's why we stay
Brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mamas are love
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different 'round here
Rain on a roof is what a song is
Home is where the heart is
And brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mamas are love
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different 'round here
Yeah, we do things a little different 'round here
Lost is what you find on a back road
Proof's in the whiskey, red's in the dirt
And hard work stops at the fence row
We stand for the flag, and if you don't like it, we don't care
'Cause we do things a little different round here
Brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mamas are love
Where right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different 'round here
Easy's at the end of a long day
Free's how you feel, not what you pay
Simple's how we live, thanks is what we give
Roots in the ground's why we stay
Brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mamas are love
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different 'round here
Rain on a roof is what a song is
Home is where the heart is
And brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mamas are love
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different 'round here
Yeah, we do things a little different 'round here
Writer: Jonathan David Singleton, Riley Green, Randy Montana
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Same Old Song
If I found me somebody who could pay me cash money
A dollar for every beer I ever drank
A ten for every Camel Light, give me fifty for a fist fight
I'd have a million dollars in the bank
Well, I'd fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
Wouldn't change one thing even if I could
Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
Be the same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song
Wish I could get a buck for every one of them green head ducks
That I've knocked down in that Mississippi mud
And if money grew on trees, then I could by anything
I'd buy the same ol', same old everything
And I'd fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
Wouldn't change one thing even if I could
Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
Be the same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song
(Ooh, yeah)
Well, I might buy my daddy one of them brand new Chevy's
Take mama to town, let her pick out somethin' nice
But I'd fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
Wouldn't change one thing even if I could
Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
Be the same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song
Yeah, same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song
Same old song
And I'd fish this same ol' hole (same ol' hole)
And I'd hunt these same ol' woods (same ol' woods)
And I'd drink these same ol' Coors (same ol' Coors)
And I'd wear these same ol' boots worn out boots (same ol' boots)
A dollar for every beer I ever drank
A ten for every Camel Light, give me fifty for a fist fight
I'd have a million dollars in the bank
Well, I'd fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
Wouldn't change one thing even if I could
Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
Be the same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song
Wish I could get a buck for every one of them green head ducks
That I've knocked down in that Mississippi mud
And if money grew on trees, then I could by anything
I'd buy the same ol', same old everything
And I'd fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
Wouldn't change one thing even if I could
Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
Be the same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song
(Ooh, yeah)
Well, I might buy my daddy one of them brand new Chevy's
Take mama to town, let her pick out somethin' nice
But I'd fish this same ol' hole, hunt these same ol' woods
Wouldn't change one thing even if I could
Drink these same ol' Coors, wear these same ol' boots
Be the same ol' me lovin' the same ol' you
Be the same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song
Yeah, same road, same truck, same town
Singin' the same old song
Same old song
And I'd fish this same ol' hole (same ol' hole)
And I'd hunt these same ol' woods (same ol' woods)
And I'd drink these same ol' Coors (same ol' Coors)
And I'd wear these same ol' boots worn out boots (same ol' boots)
Writer: Erik Dylan Anderson, Jonathan Singleton, Riley Green, Jonathan David Singleton
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
In A Truck Right Now
His little feet can't reach the pedal
So Daddy works the gas and brakes
Nine years old, at ten and two
Tryin' everything to keep it straight
Dreamin' he's Dale Earnhardt
Outside of some little town
Somewhere in a truck right now
Worked all summer for those mud tires
Some tint, and a three inch lift
Tryin' to catch a buzz from a couple Buds
They stole from Daddy's fridge
Bed full of buddies, a cab full of smoke
And a cooler loaded down
Somewhere in a truck right now
There's freedom in the headlights
And Hank comin' out the dash
Left arm out the window
With straight pipes out the back
There's a good ol' boy like me out there
Just proud to be drivin' around
Somewhere in a truck right now
Seventeen, got his daddy's keys
And he knows the trouble he's in
'Cause that piece of Heaven ridin' shotgun
Supposed to be home by 10:00
But it's way past midnight
And they parked on the edge of town
Somewhere in a truck right now
There's freedom in the headlights
And Hank comin' out the dash
Left arm out the window
With straight pipes out the back
There's a good ol' boy like me out there
Just proud to be drivin' around
Somewhere in a truck right now
Somewhere in a truck right now
And when I close my eyes
I go there in my mind
I'm rollin' through those Alabama pines
Somewhere in a truck right now
There's freedom in the headlights
And Hank comin' out the dash
Left arm out the window
With straight pipes out the back
There's a good ol' boy like me out there
Just proud to be drivin' around
Somewhere in a truck right now
He's somewhere in a truck right now
He's somewhere in a truck right now
He's somewhere in a truck right now
So Daddy works the gas and brakes
Nine years old, at ten and two
Tryin' everything to keep it straight
Dreamin' he's Dale Earnhardt
Outside of some little town
Somewhere in a truck right now
Worked all summer for those mud tires
Some tint, and a three inch lift
Tryin' to catch a buzz from a couple Buds
They stole from Daddy's fridge
Bed full of buddies, a cab full of smoke
And a cooler loaded down
Somewhere in a truck right now
There's freedom in the headlights
And Hank comin' out the dash
Left arm out the window
With straight pipes out the back
There's a good ol' boy like me out there
Just proud to be drivin' around
Somewhere in a truck right now
Seventeen, got his daddy's keys
And he knows the trouble he's in
'Cause that piece of Heaven ridin' shotgun
Supposed to be home by 10:00
But it's way past midnight
And they parked on the edge of town
Somewhere in a truck right now
There's freedom in the headlights
And Hank comin' out the dash
Left arm out the window
With straight pipes out the back
There's a good ol' boy like me out there
Just proud to be drivin' around
Somewhere in a truck right now
Somewhere in a truck right now
And when I close my eyes
I go there in my mind
I'm rollin' through those Alabama pines
Somewhere in a truck right now
There's freedom in the headlights
And Hank comin' out the dash
Left arm out the window
With straight pipes out the back
There's a good ol' boy like me out there
Just proud to be drivin' around
Somewhere in a truck right now
He's somewhere in a truck right now
He's somewhere in a truck right now
He's somewhere in a truck right now
Writer: Erik Dylan, Randy Ennis Schlappi, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Hard To Leave
Damn, we left a beautiful mess on the hardwood floor
Your dress, my jeans, paint a hell of a scene from the night before
The last thing I wanna do is get in my truck
All fingers crossed that Chevy don't fire up
'Cause girl, you make it hard to leave
You got some kind of hold on me
You drive me wild givin' me that smile
And my shirt in these sheets
Girl, I can't make these boots
Take a single step away from you
Got a goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
I wish I had a dime for every single time you made me late
Pulling these all nighters, might get me fired but that's okay
I'd trade ten long hours on a roof in a summer heat
For another five minutes with you in this bed with me
'Cause girl you make it hard to leave
You got some kind of hold on me
You drive me wild givin' me that smile
And my shirt in these sheets
Girl, I can't make these boots
Take a single step away from you
Got a goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
Layin' here with you the whole world can wait
There's just somethin' 'bout you girl, that makes it easy to stay
And hard to leave
You got some kind of hold on me
You drive me wild givin' me that smile
And my shirt in these sheets
Girl, I can't make these boots
Take a single step away from you
Got a goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Yeah, the goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Girl, you make it hard to leave
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
Your dress, my jeans, paint a hell of a scene from the night before
The last thing I wanna do is get in my truck
All fingers crossed that Chevy don't fire up
'Cause girl, you make it hard to leave
You got some kind of hold on me
You drive me wild givin' me that smile
And my shirt in these sheets
Girl, I can't make these boots
Take a single step away from you
Got a goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
I wish I had a dime for every single time you made me late
Pulling these all nighters, might get me fired but that's okay
I'd trade ten long hours on a roof in a summer heat
For another five minutes with you in this bed with me
'Cause girl you make it hard to leave
You got some kind of hold on me
You drive me wild givin' me that smile
And my shirt in these sheets
Girl, I can't make these boots
Take a single step away from you
Got a goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
Layin' here with you the whole world can wait
There's just somethin' 'bout you girl, that makes it easy to stay
And hard to leave
You got some kind of hold on me
You drive me wild givin' me that smile
And my shirt in these sheets
Girl, I can't make these boots
Take a single step away from you
Got a goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Yeah, the goodbye kiss that gets the best of me
Girl, you make it hard to leave
Yeah, you make it hard to leave
Writer: Randy Ennis Schlappi, Riley Green, Jessi Leigh Alexander
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Wish Grandpas Never Died
I wish girls you loved never gave back diamond rings
I wish every porch had a swing
Wish kids still learned to say "sir" and "ma'am"
How to shake a hand
I wish every state had a Birmingham
I wish everybody knew all the words to Mama Tried
I wish Monday mornings felt just like Friday nights
And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
And I wish high school home teams never lost
And back road drinkin' kids never got caught
And I wish the price of gas was low and cotton was high
I wish honky tonks didn't have no closing time
And I wish grandpas never died
I wish Sundays on a creek bank would never end
Wish I could learn to drive again
Wish the first time, seventeen
She was my everything
Kiss in a Chevrolet could happen every day
I wish everybody overseas was gonna make it home
I wish Country music still got played on Country radio
And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
And I wish high school home teams never lost
And back road drinkin' kids never got caught
And I wish the price of gas was low and cotton was high
I wish honky tonks didn't have no closing time
And I wish grandpas never died
Never died
And I wish good dogs never got grey and old
I wish farms never got sold
And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
I wish high school home teams never lost
And back road drinkin' kids never got caught
And I wish the price of gas was low and cotton was high
I wish honky tonks didn't have no closing time
And I wish grandpas never died
I wish grandpas never died
I wish every porch had a swing
Wish kids still learned to say "sir" and "ma'am"
How to shake a hand
I wish every state had a Birmingham
I wish everybody knew all the words to Mama Tried
I wish Monday mornings felt just like Friday nights
And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
And I wish high school home teams never lost
And back road drinkin' kids never got caught
And I wish the price of gas was low and cotton was high
I wish honky tonks didn't have no closing time
And I wish grandpas never died
I wish Sundays on a creek bank would never end
Wish I could learn to drive again
Wish the first time, seventeen
She was my everything
Kiss in a Chevrolet could happen every day
I wish everybody overseas was gonna make it home
I wish Country music still got played on Country radio
And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
And I wish high school home teams never lost
And back road drinkin' kids never got caught
And I wish the price of gas was low and cotton was high
I wish honky tonks didn't have no closing time
And I wish grandpas never died
Never died
And I wish good dogs never got grey and old
I wish farms never got sold
And I wish even cars had truck beds
And every road was named Copperhead
And coolers never run out of cold Bud Light
I wish high school home teams never lost
And back road drinkin' kids never got caught
And I wish the price of gas was low and cotton was high
I wish honky tonks didn't have no closing time
And I wish grandpas never died
I wish grandpas never died
Writer: Buford Green, Lendon Bonds, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Bettin Man
If I was a race car driver
Well, I'd be right behind her
I'd be doing ninety in a fifty-five
Trying to change her mind
And if I was an airplane pilot
I wouldn't be 35 thousand
I'd be drawing I'm sorry in the blue sky
Over I-65
But if I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
Cussing me to hell an' back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man
If I was a radio DJ
Well, I know the songs that I'd play
They'd be about coming home and making up
And falling back in love
But if I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
And cussing me to hell an' back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man
If I was a bettin' man
If I was a bettin' man
I wouldn't have folded them winning hands
I wouldn't be sitting here drinkin' beer
Waiting on a second chance
If I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
And cussing me to hell and back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man
A bettin' man
Well, I'd be right behind her
I'd be doing ninety in a fifty-five
Trying to change her mind
And if I was an airplane pilot
I wouldn't be 35 thousand
I'd be drawing I'm sorry in the blue sky
Over I-65
But if I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
Cussing me to hell an' back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man
If I was a radio DJ
Well, I know the songs that I'd play
They'd be about coming home and making up
And falling back in love
But if I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
And cussing me to hell an' back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man
If I was a bettin' man
If I was a bettin' man
I wouldn't have folded them winning hands
I wouldn't be sitting here drinkin' beer
Waiting on a second chance
If I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
And cussing me to hell and back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man
A bettin' man
Writer: Erik Dylan, Jonathan David Singleton, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Numbers On The Cars
Stopped by that house on Nesbitt Lake
He's sittin' in his easy chair
Watchin' a Sunday evenin' race
Tells me my grandma's in the other room
Guess he forgot we laid her down
It'll be a year come June
Then he mumbles about Vietnam
He don't know who the hell I am
But the drivers, well, he tells me who they are
I guess he still knows the numbers on the cars
Try to get him out like we used to
But now I load the truck and I drive the boat
'Cause there ain't much he can do, nah
Cast him a line and watched it as it sank
Thinkin' how we used to talk for hours
Now he just stares at the bank
He used to know every stop in this fishin' hole
Though he probably thinks that we're in Mexico
But he knows his way around that boat
Even in the dark
And he still knows the numbers on the cars
Well no, he ain't all there
But I don't care
My mind still full of memories with him
And he may not know
All the words to the songs
But he still knows Merle Haggard's voice when he hears it
I stopped by that house on Nesbitt Lake
With a couple of tickets
To go see the Sunday evenin' race
As we watched those cars fly around the track
I asked the Lord if just one more time
He'd bring my old friend back
Then somewhere around lap twenty-three
That old man turned and smiled at me and
For a moment I know he knows where we are
And he still knows the numbers
Yeah, he still knows the numbers
He still knows the numbers
Numbers on the cars
Yeah, he still knows the numbers
He's sittin' in his easy chair
Watchin' a Sunday evenin' race
Tells me my grandma's in the other room
Guess he forgot we laid her down
It'll be a year come June
Then he mumbles about Vietnam
He don't know who the hell I am
But the drivers, well, he tells me who they are
I guess he still knows the numbers on the cars
Try to get him out like we used to
But now I load the truck and I drive the boat
'Cause there ain't much he can do, nah
Cast him a line and watched it as it sank
Thinkin' how we used to talk for hours
Now he just stares at the bank
He used to know every stop in this fishin' hole
Though he probably thinks that we're in Mexico
But he knows his way around that boat
Even in the dark
And he still knows the numbers on the cars
Well no, he ain't all there
But I don't care
My mind still full of memories with him
And he may not know
All the words to the songs
But he still knows Merle Haggard's voice when he hears it
I stopped by that house on Nesbitt Lake
With a couple of tickets
To go see the Sunday evenin' race
As we watched those cars fly around the track
I asked the Lord if just one more time
He'd bring my old friend back
Then somewhere around lap twenty-three
That old man turned and smiled at me and
For a moment I know he knows where we are
And he still knows the numbers
Yeah, he still knows the numbers
He still knows the numbers
Numbers on the cars
Yeah, he still knows the numbers
Writer: Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
My First Everything
You were in that two piece in the bucket seat
Of my old man's red Camaro
Rolling down to Port Saint Joe
That FM dial cranked up to ten had Mellencamp
And I was picking out little pink houses
All the way down the coast
I got lost in your smile
I was flying down 59
Taking in every mile
That first time loving feeling
Midnight kiss I'm stealin'
Pullin' me in like we were there all alone
First time tequila buzz
Thinkin' every song that played was us
Singin' all the wrong words all night long
You were my first love
My first broken heart
That's all you were to me
Just my first everything
We left our shoes and our clothes
Up on the dock and we found an empty spot
Threw a blanket down in the sand
We tried to take it slow
For moving fast just to make it last
But when the sun came up on us, I was a man
That first time loving feeling
Midnight kiss I'm stealin'
Pullin' me in like we were there all alone
First time tequila buzz
Thinkin' every song that played was us
Singin' all the wrong words all night long
You were my first love
My first broken heart
That's all you were to me
Just my first everything
You were my first everything
If I only get one first time
Well lookin' back, girl
I'm glad that you were mine
That first time loving feeling
Midnight kiss I'm stealin'
Pullin' me in like we were there all alone
First time tequila buzz
Thinkin' every song that played was us
Singin' all the wrong words all night long
You were my first love
My first broken heart
That's all you were to me
Just my first everything
You were my first everything
Just my first everything
My first everything
Of my old man's red Camaro
Rolling down to Port Saint Joe
That FM dial cranked up to ten had Mellencamp
And I was picking out little pink houses
All the way down the coast
I got lost in your smile
I was flying down 59
Taking in every mile
That first time loving feeling
Midnight kiss I'm stealin'
Pullin' me in like we were there all alone
First time tequila buzz
Thinkin' every song that played was us
Singin' all the wrong words all night long
You were my first love
My first broken heart
That's all you were to me
Just my first everything
We left our shoes and our clothes
Up on the dock and we found an empty spot
Threw a blanket down in the sand
We tried to take it slow
For moving fast just to make it last
But when the sun came up on us, I was a man
That first time loving feeling
Midnight kiss I'm stealin'
Pullin' me in like we were there all alone
First time tequila buzz
Thinkin' every song that played was us
Singin' all the wrong words all night long
You were my first love
My first broken heart
That's all you were to me
Just my first everything
You were my first everything
If I only get one first time
Well lookin' back, girl
I'm glad that you were mine
That first time loving feeling
Midnight kiss I'm stealin'
Pullin' me in like we were there all alone
First time tequila buzz
Thinkin' every song that played was us
Singin' all the wrong words all night long
You were my first love
My first broken heart
That's all you were to me
Just my first everything
You were my first everything
Just my first everything
My first everything
Writer: Erik Dylan, Justin Weaver, Riley Green, Tyler Reeve
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
In Love By Now
Bet she's got them windows rolled down
Tom Petty's on, she's singin' along
Bet she's all tanned up from that summer sun
And she might be dancin'
To a long haired cover band on the coast
But if I know her
She ain't dancin' alone
She's probably in love by now
A girl like that
Don't stay lonely long
And I bet she's already found
Somebody else
And he ain't doin' her wrong
Wouldn't do no good
Even if I could
Somehow track her down
She's probably in love by now
Bet she's prettying up some old boy's
Shotgun seat, toenails painted pink
Bet those RayBans are holdin' that blonde hair back
I bet he's holdin' her close at night
And she ain't losin' any sleep
If I know her
She sure ain't thinkin' 'bout me
She's probably in love by now
A girl like that
Don't stay lonely long
And I bet she's already found
Somebody else
And he ain't doin' her wrong
Wouldn't do no good
Even if I could
Somehow track her down
She's probably in love by now
Yeah, she's probably in love
Wherever she is out there tonight
I bet her heart ain't hurtin' like mine
She's probably in love by now
Yeah, she's probably in love by now
She's probably in love by now
A girl like that
Don't stay lonely long
And I bet she's already found
Somebody else
And he ain't doin' her wrong
Wouldn't do no good
Even if I could
Somehow track her down
She's probably in love by now
Yeah, she's probably in love
She's probably in love by now
Tom Petty's on, she's singin' along
Bet she's all tanned up from that summer sun
And she might be dancin'
To a long haired cover band on the coast
But if I know her
She ain't dancin' alone
She's probably in love by now
A girl like that
Don't stay lonely long
And I bet she's already found
Somebody else
And he ain't doin' her wrong
Wouldn't do no good
Even if I could
Somehow track her down
She's probably in love by now
Bet she's prettying up some old boy's
Shotgun seat, toenails painted pink
Bet those RayBans are holdin' that blonde hair back
I bet he's holdin' her close at night
And she ain't losin' any sleep
If I know her
She sure ain't thinkin' 'bout me
She's probably in love by now
A girl like that
Don't stay lonely long
And I bet she's already found
Somebody else
And he ain't doin' her wrong
Wouldn't do no good
Even if I could
Somehow track her down
She's probably in love by now
Yeah, she's probably in love
Wherever she is out there tonight
I bet her heart ain't hurtin' like mine
She's probably in love by now
Yeah, she's probably in love by now
She's probably in love by now
A girl like that
Don't stay lonely long
And I bet she's already found
Somebody else
And he ain't doin' her wrong
Wouldn't do no good
Even if I could
Somehow track her down
She's probably in love by now
Yeah, she's probably in love
She's probably in love by now
Writer: Ben Hayslip, Marv Green, Rhett Akins, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Get That Man A Beer
Well, I heard they got married and they bought a little place
He worked nights, and she worked days
And they had two mean kids
His old dog and her wandering eyes
Well, I heard she's up to her old tricks again
And she did what she did to me to him
And the whole town knew it
Hell, I guess I dodged a bullet
So, if you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar with a scar on his left eye
It's from a mean right hook of mine
He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
That he might've did me a favor
So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?
Well, I can see him there and he's sitting in the same ol' stool
That I broke in when she broke me in two
And looking back now
Well, I reckon I owe him a round
So, if you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar with a scar on his left eye
It's from a mean right hook of mine
He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
He might've did me a favor
So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?
If you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar with a scar on his left eye
It's from a mean right hook of mine
He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
He might've did me a favor
So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?
Yeah, somebody, get that man a beer
He worked nights, and she worked days
And they had two mean kids
His old dog and her wandering eyes
Well, I heard she's up to her old tricks again
And she did what she did to me to him
And the whole town knew it
Hell, I guess I dodged a bullet
So, if you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar with a scar on his left eye
It's from a mean right hook of mine
He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
That he might've did me a favor
So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?
Well, I can see him there and he's sitting in the same ol' stool
That I broke in when she broke me in two
And looking back now
Well, I reckon I owe him a round
So, if you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar with a scar on his left eye
It's from a mean right hook of mine
He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
He might've did me a favor
So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?
If you find a dive down in Cartersville, Georgia
There's a dude with a bulldog's tattoo in the corner
Of the bar with a scar on his left eye
It's from a mean right hook of mine
He got my girl and a few good licks in
It broke my heart but that was back then
And I figured out later
He might've did me a favor
So, if you ever get that chance, won't you get that man a beer?
Yeah, somebody, get that man a beer
Writer: Channing Wilson, Jonathan David Singleton, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Break Up More Often
When you left the other night
I didn't think I'd see you again
It was a hell of a fight
It felt like it was the end
You broke down, we broke up
And we were sayin' it was over
But here I am now
With your head on my shoulder
If tellin' each other goodbye
Is gonna lead to a long slow kiss
And if you tearin' out my drive
Is gonna get us makin' love like this
It's crazy to think that yesterday we weren't even talkin'
If this is how it's gonna be
Then baby, maybe we should break up more often
You left the charger by the bed
And that jacket that you always wore
So I shot you that text
Said they're sittin' outside on the porch
But last night you showed up
I saw you standin' there at my door
Now that dress you had on is layin' on my floor
If tellin' each other goodbye
Is gonna lead to a long slow kiss
And if you tearin' out my drive
Is gonna get us makin' love like this
It's crazy to think that yesterday we weren't even talkin'
If this is how it's gonna be
Then baby, maybe we should break up more often
And I don't even know what the fight was even over
But look at us now, girl, we've never been closer
If tellin' each other goodbye
Is gonna lead to a long slow kiss
If you tearin' out my drive
Is gonna get us makin' love like this
It's crazy to think that yesterday we weren't even talkin'
If this is how it's gonna be
Then baby maybe we should break up more often
Let's break up more often
I didn't think I'd see you again
It was a hell of a fight
It felt like it was the end
You broke down, we broke up
And we were sayin' it was over
But here I am now
With your head on my shoulder
If tellin' each other goodbye
Is gonna lead to a long slow kiss
And if you tearin' out my drive
Is gonna get us makin' love like this
It's crazy to think that yesterday we weren't even talkin'
If this is how it's gonna be
Then baby, maybe we should break up more often
You left the charger by the bed
And that jacket that you always wore
So I shot you that text
Said they're sittin' outside on the porch
But last night you showed up
I saw you standin' there at my door
Now that dress you had on is layin' on my floor
If tellin' each other goodbye
Is gonna lead to a long slow kiss
And if you tearin' out my drive
Is gonna get us makin' love like this
It's crazy to think that yesterday we weren't even talkin'
If this is how it's gonna be
Then baby, maybe we should break up more often
And I don't even know what the fight was even over
But look at us now, girl, we've never been closer
If tellin' each other goodbye
Is gonna lead to a long slow kiss
If you tearin' out my drive
Is gonna get us makin' love like this
It's crazy to think that yesterday we weren't even talkin'
If this is how it's gonna be
Then baby maybe we should break up more often
Let's break up more often
Writer: Chris Dubois, Lynn Hutton, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Runnin with a Angel
Well, no one can ever say we lacked in passion
Truth is we were burning like a flame
And looking back, I couldn't tell you when it happened
Has it been twenty years, or twenty days?
I should've picked her over whiskey
Laid down my foolish pride
Knew it felt different when she kissed me
I guess I've never been
Kissed goodbye
Well, I've tried other women
They never felt the same
I think what hurts the most is knowing I'm to blame
And I wish that I could change it
And it wouldn't be this painful
The truth is that the devil had no business
Runnin' with an angel
Well, your eyes are like a North Alabama sunset
And your smile is like Florida in the spring
I keep on booking shows
But you ain't come yet
Even though you're in every song I sing
Can't say I don't deserve it
For putting you through hell
People keep asking if it was worth it
I tell them it's still to soon to tell
Well, I've tried every whiskey
From Jim to Jack to Crown
But losing you's the only thing
That burns me going down
And I wish that I could change it
And it wouldn't be this painful
The truth is that the devil had no business
Runnin' with an angel
The truth is you better off alone
And the best thing I can do is let you go
Well, holding you was heaven
But losing you was hell
I should've known the devil had no business
Runnin' with an angel
Runnin' with an angel
Runnin' with an angel
Truth is we were burning like a flame
And looking back, I couldn't tell you when it happened
Has it been twenty years, or twenty days?
I should've picked her over whiskey
Laid down my foolish pride
Knew it felt different when she kissed me
I guess I've never been
Kissed goodbye
Well, I've tried other women
They never felt the same
I think what hurts the most is knowing I'm to blame
And I wish that I could change it
And it wouldn't be this painful
The truth is that the devil had no business
Runnin' with an angel
Well, your eyes are like a North Alabama sunset
And your smile is like Florida in the spring
I keep on booking shows
But you ain't come yet
Even though you're in every song I sing
Can't say I don't deserve it
For putting you through hell
People keep asking if it was worth it
I tell them it's still to soon to tell
Well, I've tried every whiskey
From Jim to Jack to Crown
But losing you's the only thing
That burns me going down
And I wish that I could change it
And it wouldn't be this painful
The truth is that the devil had no business
Runnin' with an angel
The truth is you better off alone
And the best thing I can do is let you go
Well, holding you was heaven
But losing you was hell
I should've known the devil had no business
Runnin' with an angel
Runnin' with an angel
Runnin' with an angel
Writer: Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Outlaws Like Us
Who's gonna give a middle finger to the man?
Give a damn about Jesus and Jones
Who's gonna fight, turn a wrong into right?
Throw a punch when your back's to the wall
Who's gonna drive them old trucks?
Who're you gonna call when you're stuck?
Outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight, cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
But it's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us
We drink our beer, five o-clock, two for one
At a bar where they know our last name
We stand our ground living high
We was raised, raise 'em up boys
'Cause we ain't ashamed
We still got pride in the South
We don't let that flag hit the ground
Outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight, cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
But it's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us
With outlaws like us
Buddy, don't try pushing us
'Cause we still got guns in our trucks
Outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight, cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
But it's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight, cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
But it's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us
With outlaws like us
Who's gonna give a middle finger to the man?
Give a damn about Jesus and Jones
Give a damn about Jesus and Jones
Who's gonna fight, turn a wrong into right?
Throw a punch when your back's to the wall
Who's gonna drive them old trucks?
Who're you gonna call when you're stuck?
Outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight, cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
But it's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us
We drink our beer, five o-clock, two for one
At a bar where they know our last name
We stand our ground living high
We was raised, raise 'em up boys
'Cause we ain't ashamed
We still got pride in the South
We don't let that flag hit the ground
Outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight, cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
But it's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us
With outlaws like us
Buddy, don't try pushing us
'Cause we still got guns in our trucks
Outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight, cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
But it's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us
Yeah, we're still around
We spit, fight, cuss and run one stop light towns
We ain't got much
But it's more than enough to make a girl fall in love
With outlaws like us
With outlaws like us
Who's gonna give a middle finger to the man?
Give a damn about Jesus and Jones
Writer: Erik Dyylan, Riley Green
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Different 'Round Here is the debut studio album by American country music singer Riley Green. It was released on September 20, 2019, via BMLG Records.
Performed By:
Riley GreenGenre(s): Country
Producer(s): Dann Huff, Tyler Reeve, Ilya Toshinsky
Length: 49:03
Released: September 20th, 2019
Year: 2019