Thomas Rhett - 20 Number Ones Lyrics
It Goes Like This
Hey, girl, you make me wanna write a song
Sit ya down and sing it to you all night long
I've had a melody in my head
Since you walked in here and knocked me dead
Yeah, girl, you make me wanna write a song
And it goes like, oooh
What I wouldn't do
To write my name on your heart
Get to wrapping my arms
Baby, all around you
And it goes like, hey
Girl, I'm blown away
Yeah, it starts with a smile
And it ends with an all night long, slow kiss
Yeah, it goes like this
Hey, girl, you make me wanna drive you home
Get you outta here and get you all alone
I don't know what it is about you, baby
But I'm all messed up, and it might sound crazy
But you make me wanna write a song
And it goes like, oooh
What I wouldn't do
To write my name on your heart
Get to wrapping my arms
Baby, all around you
And it goes like, hey
Girl, I'm blown away
Yeah, it starts with a smile
And it ends with an all night long, slow kiss
Yeah, it goes like this
Looking at you looking at me that way
Makes wanna grab my old guitar and play
Something like, oooh
What I wouldn't do
To write my name on your heart
Get to wrapping my arms
Baby, all around you
And it goes like, hey
Girl, I'm blown away
Yeah, it starts with a smile
And it ends with an all night long, slow kiss
Yeah, it goes like this
And it goes like, ooh
And it goes like, hey
And it ends with a kiss
Yeah, it goes like this
Writer: Benjamin Scott Hayslip, James Michael Robbins, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Get Me Some of That
Hmm yeah
Yeah girl, been diggin' on you
Sippin' on drink number two
Tryin' to come up with somethin' smooth
And waitin' on the right time to make my move
But I just can't wait no more
Can't let you slip out that door
Prettiest thing I ever seen before
Got me spinnin' around, I ain't even on the dance floor
You're shakin' that money maker,
Like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight (so tight)
I bet your kiss is a soul saver,
My favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' that I wanted so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
Yeah gotta get me some of that
Little more what you doin' right there
Swingin' your hips and slingin' your head
Side to side with your drink in the air
Lord have mercy now girl I swear
Gotta get your number in my phone
Gotta get me some of you alone (all alone)
We can worry 'bout it later on
Right now keep makin' this my favorite song
You're shakin' that money maker,
Like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight (so tight)
I bet your kiss is a soul saver,
My favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' that I wanted so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
Some of that
Yeah gotta get me some of that
In my ride, by my side, down the highway
In the dark, in my arms, in your driveway
All because of that smile you threw my way
Yeah girl you got a way of
You're shakin' that money maker,
Like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight (so tight)
I bet your kiss is a soul saver,
My favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' that I wanted so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
I gotta get me some of that
Yeah, I gotta get me some of that
Oh girl, I gotta get me some of that
Oh yeah
Hmm
I bet your kiss is a soul saver
My favorite flavor
I want it now and later
Writer: Cole Swindell, Michael Carter, Rhett Akins, Michael Ray Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Make Me Wanna
Windows down, country sound, FM on the radio
Just me and you and the man on the moon
Cruisin' down some old back road
Now baby, don't you look at me that way
'Cause you know there's only so much I can take
'Cause you make me wanna
Pull this truck to the side of the road
Slide on over, let me hold you close and tell
You everything I'm thinking
Hop on out and let the tailgate fall
Get drunk on you with no alcohol
If you don't stop, I'm gonna
Girl, you make me wanna
Yeah
Mmhm
Well, you know better than to wear that dress
It oughta be against the law, yeah
Plain and simple, girl them dimples
Know just how to turn me on
Now baby, don't you look at me that way
'Cause you know there's only so much I can take
'Cause you make me wanna
Pull this truck to the side of the road
Slide on over, let me hold you close and tell
You everything I'm thinking
Hop on out and let the tailgate fall
Get drunk on you with no alcohol
If you don't stop, I'm gonna
Girl, you make me wanna
You make me wanna
Wake up with you
In the bed of my truck and start
Over again when the sun comes up
You make me wanna
Pull this truck to the side of the road
Slide on over, let me hold you close and tell
You everything I'm thinking
Hop on out and let the tailgate fall
Get drunk on you with no alcohol
If you don't stop, I'm gonna
You make me wanna
Pull this truck to the side of the road
Slide on over, let me hold you close and tell
You everything I'm thinking
Hop on out and let the tailgate fall
Get drunk on you with no alcohol
If you don't stop, I'm gonna
Girl, you make me wanna
Yeah
Windows down, country sound, FM on the radio
Writer: Thomas Rhett, Bart Butler, Larry McCoy
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Bluewater Music Corp.
Crash and Burn
So I guess it's over baby
Déjà vu again
Who'd have thought that time don't stop
And somehow girl, the world keeps spinning and
Guess I've turned myself into a solitary man
Ain't like I'm the only one
That's in the shoes that I am
Do you hear that
I'm right back
At the sound of lonely calling
Do you hear that
It's where I'm at
It's the sound of teardrops falling down, down
A slamming door and a lesson learned
I let another lover crash and burn
I know that it might sound jaded
And I have to say
I think love is overrated
But I don't like throwing it away
I know you could probably tell me
Right where I went wrong
Some guys can't have all the luck
If others don't sing sad songs
Do you hear that
I'm right back
At the sound of lonely calling
Do you hear that
It's where I'm at
It's the sound of teardrops falling down, down
A slamming door and a lesson learned
I let another lover crash and burn
That's right
Another lover
Another lover crash and burn
Ooooh yeah
Do you hear that
I'm right back
At the sound of lonely calling
Do you hear that
It's where I'm at
It's the sound of teardrops falling down, down
A slamming door and a lesson learned
I let another lover crash and burn
Yeah, I let another lover crash and burn
Mhhhmm...
Mhhhmm...
Writer: Christopher Alvin Stapleton, Jesse Vernon Frasure, Sam Cooke
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Abkco Music Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Die A Happy Man
Baby, last night was hands down
One of the best nights
That I've had, no doubt
Between the bottle of wine
And the look in your eyes and the Marvin Gaye
Then we danced in the dark under September stars in the pourin' rain
And I know that I can't ever tell you enough
That all I need in this life is your crazy love
If I never get to see the Northern Lights
Or if I never get to see the Eiffel Tower at night
Oh, if all I got is your hand in my hand
Baby, I could die a happy man
A happy man, baby, mmm
Baby, that red dress brings me to my knees
Oh, but that black dress makes it hard to breathe
You're a saint, you're a goddess, the cutest, the hottest, a masterpiece
It's too good to be true, nothing better than you
In my wildest dreams
And I know that I can't ever tell you enough
That all I need in this life is your crazy love
If I never get to see the Northern Lights
Or if I never get to see the Eiffel Tower at night
Oh, if all I got is your hand in my hand
Baby, I could die a happy man, yeah, yeah, mmm
I don't need no vacation, no fancy destination
Baby, you're my great escape
We could stay at home, listen to the radio
Dance around the fireplace
Oh, if I never get to build my mansion in Georgia
Or drive a sports car up the coast of California
Oh, if all I got is your hand in my hand
Baby, I could die a happy man
Baby, I could die a happy man
Oh, I could die a happy man
You know I could, girl
I could die, I could die a happy man
Mmm
Writer: Joseph Michael Spargur, Sean Maxwell Douglas, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
T-Shirt
Get off work and we meet down at our spot
We had a patio with a view of a parking lot
It was two for one and four for two
Had Christmas lights in the middle of June
All hung up like I was on you
I said "Hey hey baby do you wanna come over?"
You say "No way", then you move in closer
Next thing I know you were wearing my
T-Shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were moving around in the TV light
I ain't ever seen anything like, your dress, my floor, the way you wore, my my T-Shirt
We walking up the stairs with the neighbors saying, "keep it down"
But it's hard to unlock the door when you're making out (You know what I'm sayin')
You've been saying that we've gotta quit doing this,
So why you leaning in for one more kiss,
And pretty soon your sliding off what you've got on and slipping into my
T-Shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were moving around in the TV light
I ain't ever seen anything like, your dress, my floor, the way you wore, my my T-Shirt
Oh no baby no I can't lie
Sure look good in my t-shirt
Oh no baby no I can't lie
You look good oh my my
I said "Hey hey baby do you wanna come over?"
You say "No way", then you move in closer
Next thing I know you were wearing my
T-Shirt, oh you look just so dang hot in my T-Shirt
You see you're spinning around in my T-Shirt, right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
My T-Shirt right there
Your hair messed up like a Guns-N-Roses video
Ooh ooh so hot
Still got it up in my head, you were moving around in the TV light
I ain't ever seen anything like, your dress, my floor, the way you wore, my T-Shirt
Writer: ASHLEY GORLEY, LUKE LAIRD, SHANE L MCANALLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Star of the Show
Walking down the street hand in mine
It don't keep them other guys
And their wandering eyes from looking at you
But it's alright and that's okay, who can blame 'em anyway?
You're so pretty and you ain't even got a clue
'Cause everywhere we go girl, you're the star of the show
And everybody's wondering and wanting to know
What's your name, who's that girl
With the prettiest smile in the world?
Oh, what gets me the most is you don't even know
That you are, you are, you are the star of the show
The star of the show, baby
Friday night on the town, we walk in and you draw a crowd
Even the band seems to sing for you
Ease on up, order a drink, barkeep says "it's all on me"
You look at me and laugh like you don't know what to do
Baby, you're so cute
'Cause everywhere we go girl, you're the star of the show
And everybody's wondering and wanting to know
What's your name, who's that girl
With the prettiest smile in the world?
Oh, what gets me the most is you don't even know
That you are, you are, you are the star of the show
The star of the show, baby
Even in a ponytail and a pair of jeans
You're looking like the cover of a magazine
Baby, you're the only one who doesn't see
'Cause everywhere we go girl, you're the star of the show
And everybody's wondering and wanting to know
What's your name, who's that girl
With the luckiest guy in the world
Oh, what gets me the most is you don't even know
That you are, you are, you are
You are, you are, you are
Baby you are, you are, you are the star of the show
Don't you know you're the star of the show, baby?
Writer: RHETT AKINS, BEN HAYSLIP, THOMAS RHETT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Craving You
Every time we have to say goodbye
I'm counting down until we say hello
Every touch is like the strongest drug
I don't know how much longer I can go
I never had something that I can't walk away from
Well, girl, my self control's so paralyzed
When it comes to you, no, I ain't got no patience
There's something 'bout you, girl, I just can't fight
You're like that cigarette
That shot of hundred proof
No matter how much I get
I'm always craving
That feeling when we kiss
The way your body moves
No matter how much I get
I'm always craving you
Craving you
All the in between is killing me
You know I come unglued from missing you
Sunset eyes, no, I don't have to try
Because you know exactly what to do
I never had something that I can't walk away from (walk away from)
But, girl, my self control's so paralyzed
When it comes to you, no, I ain't got no patience (I ain't got no patience)
There's something 'bout you that I just can't fight
You're like that cigarette
That shot of hundred proof
No matter how much I get
I'm always craving
That feeling when we kiss
The way your body moves
No matter how much I get
I'm always craving you
Craving you (I'm always craving you)
Craving you
Craving you
Every time we have to say goodbye
I'm counting down until we say hello
Every touch is like the strongest drug
I don't know how much longer I can go
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You're like that cigarette
That shot of hundred proof
No matter how much I get
I'm always craving
That feeling when we kiss
The way your body moves
No matter how much I get
I'm always craving you, yeah
Craving you
Craving you (I'm craving you, baby)
Craving you
Craving you, babe
Writer: Dave McKee Barnes, Julian Collin Bunetta
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Unforgettable
It was the 14th of October
And that t-shirt off your shoulder
I was drunk, said I was sober
And you said "yeah, right"
We were talkin' for a minute
Then some guy tried to cut in
You took my hand and we pretended
Like I was your guy
Whoa, and I tried to guess your middle name
For thirty minutes bet we played that game
That mango-rita you were drinkin'
And that Coldplay song that you were singin'
And I bet right now you're probably thinkin'
That it's crazy I remember every detail, but I do
From your blue jeans to your shoes
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
We were dancin', we were buzzin'
Takin' shots like it was nothin'
Did the runnin' man, you loved it
Yeah, you laughed out loud
You brushed away your blonde hair
And you kissed me out of nowhere
I can still show you the spot
Where everything went down
Whoa, I told you I was gonna marry you
You probably didn't think that it was true
That mango-rita you were drinkin'
And that Coldplay song that you were singin'
And I bet right now you're probably thinkin'
That it's crazy I remember every detail, but I do
I can still smell your perfume
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable (whoa, whoa oh oh)
Oh, that night was just like you, baby
(whoa, whoa) oh oh oh
(whoa, oh oh oh)
I can taste the mango-rita you were drinkin'
And it feels just like it was last weekend
That we jumped in
Right off the deep end
That mango-rita you were drinkin'
And that Coldplay song that you were singin'
And I bet right now you're probably thinkin'
That it's crazy I remember every detail, but I do
I can still smell your perfume
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
From your blue jeans to your shoes
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
Writer: Ashley Gorley, Jesse Frasure, Shane L McAnally, Thomas Rhett
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Marry Me
She wants to get married, she wants it perfect
She wants her grandaddy preaching the service
Yeah, she wants magnolias out in the country
Not too many people, save her daddy some money
Ooh, she got it all planned out
Yeah, I can see it all right now
I'll wear my black suit, black tie, hide out in the back
I'll do a strong shot of whiskey straight out the flask
I'll try to make it through without crying so nobody sees
Yeah, she wanna get married
But she don't wanna marry me
I remember the night when I almost kissed her
Yeah, I kinda freaked out, we'd been friends for forever
And I always wondered if she felt the same way
When I got the invite, I knew it was too late
And I know her daddy's been dreading this day
Oh, but he don't know he ain't the only one giving her away
I'll wear my black suit, black tie, hide out in the back
I'll do a strong shot of whiskey straight out the flask
I'll try to make it through without crying so nobody sees
Yeah, she wanna get married
But she don't wanna marry me
Woah, oh-oh, oh
Bet she got on her dress now, welcoming the guests now
I could try to find her, get it off of my chest now
But I ain't gonna mess it up, so I'll wish her the best now
So I'm in my black suit, black tie, hiding out in the back
Doing a strong shot of whiskey straight out the flask
I'll try to make it through without crying so nobody sees
Yeah, she wanna get married
Yeah, she gonna get married
But she ain't gonna marry me
Woah, but she ain't gonna marry me, oh
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jesse Frasure, Shane Mcanally, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Life Changes (Radio Edit)
Waking up in my college dorm
Yeah, my life, it was pretty normal
Looking for a date to the spring formal
Wasn't worried 'bout nothing else, no
Majoring in undecided
Notebook full of bad songs I was writing
Never dreamed anyone else would like'em
Now they're sitting on a Walmart shelf
Ain't it funny how life changes
You wake up, ain't nothing the same and life changes
You can't stop it, just hop on the train and
You never know what's gonna happen
You make your plans and you hear god laughing
Life changes, and I wouldn't change it for the world, the world, oh no
And I wouldn't change it for the world, the world, oh no
I bought a ring and she said "I do"
But everybody else said, "man, you're twenty-two
"Whatcha trying to prove?"
"Hey why don't you wait?"
'Cause I've been waiting on her since the second grade yeah
And now she got her own set of fans
She got a blue check mark by her Instagram
And I wrote a little song about holding her hand and now everybody wanna die happy now
Ain't it funny how life changes
You wake up ain't nothing the same and life changes
You can't stop it just hop on the train
You never know what's gonna happen
You make your plans and you god laughing
Life changes (yes it does) and I wouldn't change it for the world, the world, oh no
And I wouldn't change it for the world, the world, oh no
I remember the day I told my Daddy and Mama you're gonna have a grandkid, yep
From Uganda, that's right, we're adopting
And she is the cutest little girl that you've ever seen
Well I was wrapping my head around being a dad
A bigger wrench got thrown in the plans we thought we'd had
Now Lauren's showin', got one on the way
Yeah that's two under two, hey, what can I say?
Ain't it funny how life changes
You wake up ain't nothing the same and life changes
You can't stop it just hop on the train and
You never know what's gonna happen
You make your plans and you god laughing
Life changes (yes it does) and I wouldn't change it for the world, the world, oh no
And I wouldn't change it for the world, the world, oh no
The world, the world
The world, the world
Writer: Ashley Gorley, Jesse Frasure, Rhett Akins, Thomas Rhett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Sixteen
Take a left here boy, take it slow
Don't get distracted by that radio
I just rolled my eyes and I said, "Daddy, I know
I'm fifteen, I ain't green like some ol' ten year old"
What I wouldn't give to be sixteen, wild and free
Cruisin' up and down Main in my F-150
Roll the windows down, bass too loud from this burnt CD
I'll be right where I wanna be when I'm sixteen, sixteen
Sixteen, yeah
Now that I can drive, finally feel alive, but I got this curfew
Sneakin' in late, smelling like my girlfriend's perfume
People talk about college and knowledge and that's alright
But all I'm thinkin' 'bout is an unsupervised Saturday night
What I wouldn't give to be eighteen, wild and free
Buzzin' off a can of the Grizzly Wintergreen
Lookin' old enough to pull off this fake ID
I'll be right where I wanna be
When I'm eighteen, eighteen
Eighteen, yeah
I'm old enough to smoke
I'm old enough to vote
But they turn me away when I go to the Cotton Eyed Joe
They say the grass is always greener
And I believe that's right
But my friends are off to Vegas, they're leavin' me behind
What I wouldn't give to be twenty one, wild and free
Open up a cold one and drink it legally
Chase a bunch of girls, go see the world
Let my wild streak run
I'll be right where I wanna be
When I'm twenty one, twenty one
Woah, when I'm twenty one
Yeah, when I'm twenty one, it'll be alright
Yeah, it'll be alright, when I'm twenty one
Now I'm twenty five and I'm drinking wine with my wife at home
Got a couple of dogs and a couple of songs on the radio
And we sit around and we laugh about how we used to be
When all we cared about was turning sixteen
Writer: Joseph Michael Spargur, Sean Douglas, Thomas Rhett
Copyright: Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Look What God Gave Her
Don't even want the attention
But yeah, that's all that she's getting
Her song is on and she's spinning around, yeah
She got me drunk like Corona
Heart racing like it's Daytona
Ooh, I'm in Heaven, I swear, right now
And those eyes can hypnotize
Was designed to blow my mind
Look what God gave her
How perfect He made her
She walks in the room
It's like He answered my prayers
The way that she moves
How could anybody blame her?
I know she's got haters
But it ain't her fault, nah
Look what God gave her
Ooh, ooh
It's like I heard angels singing
Like she came down from the ceiling
When she walked in here this evening, I thought, yeah
That girl one in seven billion
Got everyone in here feeling
Like there's a fire in this building, so hot
Got a smile on her angel face
I know I'll never lose my faith
Look what God gave her
How perfect He made her
She walks in the room
It's like He answered my prayers
The way that she moves
How could anybody blame her?
I know she's got haters
But it ain't her fault, nah
Look what God gave her
Ooh, ooh
Got that look in her eyes
Swear she fell right out the sky
Yeah, I think I've seen the light
Every kiss, I could die
It's like the heavens opened wide
Man, I swear I've seen the light
Oh, look what God gave her
How perfect He made her
She walks in the room
It's like He answered my prayers
The way that she moves
How could anybody blame her?
I know she's got haters
But it ain't her fault, nah
Look what God gave her
Ooh, ooh
Ooh look what God gave her
(Look what God gave her)
Ooh, ooh
Oh oh, look what God gave her
Writer: Ammar Malik, Jacob Hindlin, John Ryan, Julian C. Bunetta, Thomas Akins, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Remember You Young
Hey, buddies that I grew up with
All straight laced and married up now
You ain't foolin' me, wasn't long ago
We tore the roof off that one red light town
And hey darling, sippin' that red wine
All classy, kicked back on the couch
You smile and I see you shootin' tequila
Us shuttin' them college bars down
And no matter how much time goes by
And no matter how much we grow up
For worse or for better, from now 'til forever
I'll always remember you young
Hey, babies crawling on the carpet
No, you won't be that little for long
One day you'll move away, but you're still gonna stay
This innocent after you're gone
'Cause no matter how much time goes by
And no matter how much you grow up
For worse or for better, from now 'til forever
I'll always remember you young
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, I hope when we get to heaven
He looks at us all like we're kids
Shameless and painless and perfect and ageless
Forgives all the wrong that we did
And no matter how much time goes by
I hope we never have to grow up
And He'll say, "For worse or for better, from now 'til forever
I'll always remember you young"
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
I'll always remember you young
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jesse Frasure, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Beer Cant Fix
You're all alone at a party, you wanna dance with somebody
But you ain't got a clue how to ask
You and your girl had a fight and now she's sayin' goodbye
She ran upstairs and packed her bags
It could be rainin' on your perfect vacation
You could be stressed about your work situation
Ain't gotta listen to me, but all I'm sayin'
Ain't nothing that a beer can't fix
Ain't no pain it can't wash away
From the moment that it hits your lips
Makes those clouds look a little less gray
Oh, you could be lonely, or heartbroken
Or hungover from the night before
Turn that frown into a smile real quick
There ain't nothing that a beer can't fix
You're on a lake and you're fishin'
It's hot and all that you're gettin'
Is a little nibble here and there
You're sitttin', watchin' your team losin' that championship ring
And you're feelin like life ain't fair
It could be rainin' on your perfect vacation
You could be stressed about your work situation
Ain't nothing that a beer can't fix
Ain't no pain it can't wash away
From the moment that it hits your lips
Makes those clouds look a little less gray
Oh, you could be lonely, heartbroken
Or hungover from the night before
Turn that frown into a smile real quick
Ain't nothing that a beer can't fix (yeehaw)
It could be rainin' on your perfect vacation
You could be stressed about your work situation
Ain't gotta save it for no special occasion
Ain't nothing that a beer can't fix
Ain't no pain it can't wash away, no
From the moment that it hits your lips
Makes those clouds look a little less gray
Oh, you could be lonely (lonely)
Heartbroken (heartbroken)
Or hungover from the night before
Turn that frown into a smile real quick (so quick)
It might take one or it might take six
Drink it down, it'll do the trick
Ain't nothing that a beer can't fix
Writer: Julian Bunetta, Ryan Tedder, Thomas Rhett, Zachary Philip Skelton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Be a Light
In a time full of war, be peace
In a time full of doubt, just believe
Yeah, there ain't that much difference between you and me
In a time full of war, be peace
In a world full of hate, be a light
When you do somebody wrong, make it right
Don't hide in the dark, you were born to shine
In a world full of hate, be a light
(La-la-la, la, la, la, la)
In a place that needs change, make a difference
In a time full of noise, just listen
'Cause life is but a breeze, better live it
In a place that needs a change, make a difference
In a world full of hate, be a light
When you do somebody wrong, make it right
Oh, don't hide in the dark, you were born to shine
In a world full of hate, be a light
La-la-la, la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la, la
La-la-la, la, la, la, la
In a race that you can't win, slow it down
Yeah, you only get one go around
'Cause the finish line is six feet in the ground
In a race you can't win, just slow it down
In a world full of hate, be a light (oh)
When you do somebody wrong, make it right (make it right)
Don't hide in the dark (don't hide in the dark), you were born to shine
In a world full of hate, be a light
Yeah, it's hard to live in color, when you just see black and white
In a world full of hate, be a light
Writer: Josh Thompson, Joshua Miller, Thomas Rhett Akins, Matthew Peters Dragstrem
Copyright: Lyrics © MUSIC ASSET MANAGEMENT (MAM), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Whats Your Country Song
Did you grow up on a tractor?
Did your daddy let you drive?
Are you whiskey bent and hell bound
Even though your mama tried?
Did you cruise down a backroad
With your Dixieland Delight?
Are you on the Chattahoochee
On a barefoot blue jean night?
Everybody got a small town anthem
Everybody got a story to tell
Everybody got a Hallelujah
Everybody been through a little hell
When you're rollin' down a two lane highway
And you turn your radio on
Tell me which one hits you, baby
Yeah, what's your country song?
Yeah, what's your country song?
Do your exes live in Texas?
Are you so lonesome you could cry?
Are you heart broke 'cause you know
That ain't your truck in her drive?
Are your friends all in low places
Underneath the neon moon?
Were you already country
Back when country wasn't cool?
Everybody got a small town anthem
Everybody got a story to tell
Everybody got a Hallelujah
Everybody been through a little hell
When you're rollin' down a two lane highway
And you turn your radio on
Tell me which one hits you, baby
Yeah, what's your country song?
Yeah, what's your country song?
Who's your strawberry wine?
Yeah, what's your family tradition?
What makes you turn it up, make you raise your cup every time you listen?
Everybody got a small town anthem
Everybody got a story to tell
Everybody got a Hallelujah
Everybody been through a little hell
When you're rollin' down a two lane highway
And you turn your radio on
Tell me which one hits you, baby
Yeah, what's your country song?
Yeah, what's your country song?
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jesse Frasure, Parker Welling Nohe, Rhett Akins, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Country Again
I quit huntin' with my daddy
Guess I didn't make the time
And it's been a year since I've seen a deer
Had a smallmouth on the line
The other day I hooked a monster
And as I reeled him in
I thought, "Man, it feels good to be country again"
Huh
I spent way less time in Nashville
And more time in L.A.
My back home buddies, they quit callin'
Thought I had too much on my plate
But last night we cracked some cold beers
And cranked Eric Church to ten
Thought, "Man, it feels good to be country again"
Yeah, I love me some California
But it sure ain't Tennessee
And my roots down there in Georgia
Yeah, they started missin' me
And I wouldn't change the things I've done
Or the places that I've been
Man, it feels good to be country again
I traded in my Silverado
Didn't need no four by four
Tucked my boots in the back of the closet
They didn't feel like me no more
But I dug 'em out and slipped 'em on
They've been on my feet since then
Man, it feels good to be country again
Oh
Yeah, I love me some California
But it sure ain't Tennessee
And my roots down there in Georgia
Yeah, they started missin' me
And I wouldn't change the things I've done
Or the places that I've been
Man, it feels good to be country again
I traded sunsets with my wife
For hours on my phone
And even when I was right beside her
I still wasn't really home
But last night we built a fire
Watched the moonlight kiss her skin
I thought, "Man, it feels good to be country again"
Man, it feels good to be country again
I saw the light, I found the way home
Thank you, Lord, Amen
Man, it feels good to be country again
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Thomas Rhett Akins, Zach Crowell
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Slow Down Summer
Your shades on my dashboard, shoes on my floorboard
Lived in that old Chevrolet
We were two Roman candles, too hot to handle
Two hearts that couldn't be tamed
Yeah, we knew what was comin'
And laughed it off like it was nothin'
Oh, but time kept on runnin' and runnin' away
Yeah, what can I say
We had our hopes up and the windows down
Fallin' fast in a one-lane town
Tangled up with your lips on mine
Never seen a brighter green in those eyes and
I put my jacket on your shoulder
Wishin' the weather wasn't gettin' colder
Letting you go, holdin' onto each other
Closin' our eyes, sayin', "Slow down, summer"
(Slow down, summer, summer, summer, summer)
I was beggin' those leaves, "Don't go changin' on me"
Friday night lights, stay away
But the fourth of July was just smoke in the sky
And our sunburns were startin' to fade
Yeah, we knew what was comin'
And laughed it off like it was nothin'
Oh, but time kept on runnin' and runnin' away
Yeah, those were the days
We had our hopes up and the windows down
Fallin' fast in a one-lane town
Tangled up with your lips on mine
Never seen a brighter green in those eyes and
I put my jacket on your shoulder
Wishin' the weather wasn't gettin' colder
Letting you go, holdin' onto each other
Closin' our eyes, sayin', "Slow down, summer"
(Slow down, summer, summer, summer)
Why couldn't you slow down, summer?
Just wait a minute, we weren't finished
Can we just hold onto each other?
Take me back to the beginnin'
Oh
Slow down, summer (summer, summer, summer, summer)
Slow down, summer (summer)
Yeah, those were the days
We had our hopes up and the windows down
Fallin' fast in a one-lane town
Tangled up with your lips on mine
Never seen a brighter green in those eyes and
I put my jacket on your shoulder
Wishin' the weather wasn't gettin' colder
Letting you go, holdin' onto each other
Closin' our eyes, sayin', "Slow down, summer"
Oh (slow down, summer, summer, summer)
Slow down, summer, yeah
Why couldn't you slow down, summer?
Why couldn't you slow down?
Slow down
Why couldn't you slow down, summer?
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jesse Vernon Frasure, Rhett Akins, Sean Maxwell Douglas, Thomas Rhett Jr. Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Half Of Me
Yeah, I'm supposed to mow the grass today
I'm supposed to fix the fence
But with the sun beatin' down on me
It's hard to make it make sense
Half of me wants a cold beer
Yeah, that's the cold hard truth
And with a 'frigerator stocked full of 'em
Tell me, what's a boy to do?
I ain't even tryna fight, it's already been decided
The sky and the mountains are blue
Half of me wants a cold beer
And the other half does too
Yeah, I kinda need to wash my truck
But hell, I kinda don't care
I think old Alan Jackson said it best
"It's 5 o'clock somewhere"
Half of me wants a cold beer
Yeah, that's the cold hard truth
And with a 'frigerator stocked full of 'em
Tell me, what's a boy to do?
I ain't even tryna fight, it's already been decided
The sky and the mountains are blue
Half of me wants a cold beer
Yeah, the other half does too
Yeah, yeah
Half of me wants a cold beer
If I did what I should be doing
Buddy, that would really ruin all the fun, yeah
There's a world of bad decisions out there
But this ain't one
'Cause half of me wants a cold, cold beer
Yeah, that's the cold hard truth (yeah, it is)
And with a 'frigerator stocked full of 'em
Tell me, what's a boy to do?
I ain't even tryna fight, it's already been decided
The sky and the mountains are blue
Half of me wants a cold beer
And the other half does too
Yeah, half of me wants a cold, cold beer
The other half wants two
Woo hoo
(That sounds good, but I can't tell if it's 'cause you're in it or not)
Writer: Josh Thompson, Rhett Akins, Thomas Rhett Akins, William L. Bundy
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Angels (Dont Always Have Wings)
I don't talk to God like you always tell me I should
I don't live my life every day like you prayed that I would, uh
Yeah, I'm a mess of a man with lessons to learn
You're the last thing on earth I deserve
You shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock and said, adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Maybe angels don't always have wings
I ain't that type of guy that miracles wake up next to
For too long, I didn't know what I had, but dang, these days I do
If I make it to Heaven, it'll be by a hair
But one look at you and I'm there
You shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock and said, adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Maybe angels don't always have
Wings and halos
But hey, what do I know?
'Cause I dang near drug one through hell
But you shoulda slammed the door, changed the lock and said, adios
To my selfish heart, tore it apart and left me alone
Don't know why you were patient and wasted good savin' on me
Whoa, now I believe that maybe angels don't always have wings
Mm
They don't always have wings
Writer: Jaten Collin Dimsdale, Josh Thompson, Julian Bunetta, Thomas Rhett
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.