(Hey)
Baby, I'm a fool for you
Trippin' over words in my two left boots
You stay on my brain like your name's tattooed (hey)
Tryna play it cool, but I ain't that smooth
I'm a fool on this barstool
Baby, where you tryna go, and can we carpool?
You got that quicksand I'm tryna fall through
Girl, every part of me, you know that's all you
Baby, I'm, I'm addicted to your lovin', need a hit right now
Yeah, tonight, I could use a little something from your lips right now
Baby, I'm a fool for you (hey)
Trippin' over words in my two left boots
Catch a hot grenade if you ask me to (hey)
Tryna play it cool, but I ain't that smooth
I'm a fool for you and only you, yeah
Yeah, baby, I'm a fool for you and only you, yeah
I'm a fool, yeah, baby, I'm a psycho
If there's only room for one of us, you get the lifeboat
I mean, just look at you, baby, you drive this country boy crazy
If loving you was a crime, just throw the book at me, baby
I'm, I'm addicted to your lovin', need a hit right now
Yeah, tonight, I could use a little something from your lips right now
Baby, I'm a fool for you (hey)
Trippin' over words in my two left boots
You stay on my brain like your name's tattooed (hey)
Tryna play it cool, but I ain't that smooth
I'm a fool for you and only you, oh, yeah, yeah
(Baby) Baby, I'm a fool for you and only you, oh, oh
You've been mine since 2010, and
My heart still beats a mile a minute
Nothing's changed, I'm still stuck right in the palm of your hand, yeah
Baby, I'm a fool for you (hey)
Trippin' over words in my two left boots
Catch a hot grenade if you ask me to (hey)
Tryna play it cool, but I ain't that smooth
I'm a fool for you and only you, oh, yeah, yeah
Baby, I'm a fool for you and only you, girl
Thomas Rhett - About A Woman Album Lyrics
Thomas Rhett - About A Woman Lyrics
Writer: Thomas Rhett, Jacob Hindlin, Julian Bunetta, Rocky Block, John Byron, Alexander Izquierdo, Charlie Handsome, John Ryan
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Overdrive
Somethin' pretty simple 'bout an eighteen Tennessee summer
84 was the number that I wore under Friday lights
How could I forget that night?
Yeah, that girl was a homecoming honey, kinda small-town pretty
Made them dark days sunny with her emerald eyes
I thought, Lord, I had to make 'em mine
Yeah, I's about to go and crash a party with the guys
And when she called me up and said, "Can you pick me up tonight?"
I put that '04 F-1-5-0 right into overdrive (overdrive)
Like a bat outta hell with them JBL's working overtime
Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah
Tires screaming, I'm getting close
Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
I pulled up where the party was, where the Bacardi was
That was the start of us, I told you
Got your heels stuck in the mud, I had to carry ya
All the way to the truck on my shoulders
Yeah, we both smelled like bonfire smoke
Took my hand as she moved in close
She said, "I'll kiss your cheek, but I'll kiss your lips
If we can go somewhere alone"
So I put that '04 F-1-5-0 right into overdrive (overdrive)
Like a bat outta hell with them JBL's working overtime
Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah
Tires screaming, now I'm getting close
Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five
On that Friday-night-still-ain't-over drive
On that Friday-night-still-ain't-over drive
Yeah, I's about to go and crash a party with the guys
And when she called me up and said, "Can you pick me up tonight?"
I put that '04 F-1-5-0 right into overdrive
Like a bat outta hell with them JBL's working overtime (working overtime, yeah)
Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah (down a backroad)
Tires screaming, now I'm getting close (now I'm getting close, yeah)
Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah (down a backroad, yeah)
Tires screaming, now I'm getting close, yeah
84 was the number that I wore under Friday lights
How could I forget that night?
Yeah, that girl was a homecoming honey, kinda small-town pretty
Made them dark days sunny with her emerald eyes
I thought, Lord, I had to make 'em mine
Yeah, I's about to go and crash a party with the guys
And when she called me up and said, "Can you pick me up tonight?"
I put that '04 F-1-5-0 right into overdrive (overdrive)
Like a bat outta hell with them JBL's working overtime
Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah
Tires screaming, I'm getting close
Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
I pulled up where the party was, where the Bacardi was
That was the start of us, I told you
Got your heels stuck in the mud, I had to carry ya
All the way to the truck on my shoulders
Yeah, we both smelled like bonfire smoke
Took my hand as she moved in close
She said, "I'll kiss your cheek, but I'll kiss your lips
If we can go somewhere alone"
So I put that '04 F-1-5-0 right into overdrive (overdrive)
Like a bat outta hell with them JBL's working overtime
Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah
Tires screaming, now I'm getting close
Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five
On that Friday-night-still-ain't-over drive
On that Friday-night-still-ain't-over drive
Yeah, I's about to go and crash a party with the guys
And when she called me up and said, "Can you pick me up tonight?"
I put that '04 F-1-5-0 right into overdrive
Like a bat outta hell with them JBL's working overtime (working overtime, yeah)
Yeah, I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah (down a backroad)
Tires screaming, now I'm getting close (now I'm getting close, yeah)
Tryna do the limit, but my heart doing way more than sixty-five
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
On that "Baby, I'm coming over" drive
I'm high-beaming down a backroad, yeah (down a backroad, yeah)
Tires screaming, now I'm getting close, yeah
Writer: Thomas Rhett, Julian C Bunetta, John Ryan, Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Gone Country
Once she gone country, she never goin' back
She feelin' right at home with her boots up on my dash
When she go back to the city, that's just to pack
She headed for a spot a little further off the map, yeah
She was shy when he met her in that bar
Said she was from a place stars don't light up the dark
She said she wasn't stayin', she was only passin' through
And he said, "Okay, I just want one little dance with you"
Once she heard the band playin', her hips started swingin'
Her lips started twangin' from that whiskey she was drinkin'
She told him she was thinkin' the bar's about to close
He said, "Where you wanna go?", and she said, "Anywhere but home"
'Cause once she gone country, she never goin' back
She feelin' right at home with her boots up on my dash
When she go back to the city, that's just to pack
She headed for a spot a little further off the map, yeah
Once she gone country she never goin' back
She never goin' back, no, never goin' back
He turned the key and took her on a Chevy ride
That radio was on, that ain't my truck from '95
And she said, "Wait, I know this, this is Alabama, right?"
That boy, he laughed so hard, I felt his truck was crossin' double yellow lines
They were chasin' that moon off the pavement
They parked and parked they beams on the hood and watched it fadin'
That's when he heard her sayin', "This 'bout good it gets"
Leaned a smile up on her lips, said she could get real used to this
'Cause once she gone country, she never goin' back (never goin' back)
She feelin' right at home with her boots up on my dash
When she go back to the city, that's just to pack
She headed for a spot a little further off the map, yeah
Once she gone country, she never goin' back (never goin' back)
She feelin' right at home with her boots up on my dash (yeah, yeah)
When she go back to the city, oh, that's just to pack
She headed for a spot a little further off the map, yeah
Once she gone country
Oh, once she gone country (once she gone country)
Yeah, once she gone country
That girl ain't never goin'
That girl ain't never goin' back, yeah, never goin' back
She feelin' right at home with her boots up on my dash
When she go back to the city, that's just to pack
She headed for a spot a little further off the map, yeah
She was shy when he met her in that bar
Said she was from a place stars don't light up the dark
She said she wasn't stayin', she was only passin' through
And he said, "Okay, I just want one little dance with you"
Once she heard the band playin', her hips started swingin'
Her lips started twangin' from that whiskey she was drinkin'
She told him she was thinkin' the bar's about to close
He said, "Where you wanna go?", and she said, "Anywhere but home"
'Cause once she gone country, she never goin' back
She feelin' right at home with her boots up on my dash
When she go back to the city, that's just to pack
She headed for a spot a little further off the map, yeah
Once she gone country she never goin' back
She never goin' back, no, never goin' back
He turned the key and took her on a Chevy ride
That radio was on, that ain't my truck from '95
And she said, "Wait, I know this, this is Alabama, right?"
That boy, he laughed so hard, I felt his truck was crossin' double yellow lines
They were chasin' that moon off the pavement
They parked and parked they beams on the hood and watched it fadin'
That's when he heard her sayin', "This 'bout good it gets"
Leaned a smile up on her lips, said she could get real used to this
'Cause once she gone country, she never goin' back (never goin' back)
She feelin' right at home with her boots up on my dash
When she go back to the city, that's just to pack
She headed for a spot a little further off the map, yeah
Once she gone country, she never goin' back (never goin' back)
She feelin' right at home with her boots up on my dash (yeah, yeah)
When she go back to the city, oh, that's just to pack
She headed for a spot a little further off the map, yeah
Once she gone country
Oh, once she gone country (once she gone country)
Yeah, once she gone country
That girl ain't never goin'
That girl ain't never goin' back, yeah, never goin' back
Writer: Thomas Rhett, Rocky Block, Charlie Handsome, Julian C Bunetta, Joe Reeves, John Byron Calton, Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Beautiful As You
Baby girl, you out your mind? You're way too good for me
Thinkin' 'bout the day that you could've just ignore me
Here I am, layin' next to you, lookin' extra cute in the mornin'
Lookin' back, all through the past, everything before you was borin'
You're the type people wishin' they'd sit next to on a flight
Top of list, who I wanna wash up on an island with
You're the dream, even if we countin' girls in magazines
You're still a mystery
What's someone as beautiful as you
Doin' ridin' 'round with someone like me?
I swear, girl, you could have anyone you choose
I should stop askin' questions 'fore you get up and leave
What's someone as beautiful as you
Doin' wakin' up with someone like me?
Ain't gonna lie, you could have anyone you choose
I should stop askin' questions 'fore you get up and leave
How someone as beautiful as you could just fall out of the blue?
When you're walkin' 'round in my sweater, girl, there's no better view
Spend the rest of forever just treasurin' you
Oh, I'll follow you wherever and you know that's the truth, yeah
You're the type people wishin' they'd sit next to on a flight
Top of list, who I wanna spend like every second with
You're the dream, even if we're countin' girls up on the screen
Still a mystery
What's someone as beautiful as you
Doin' ridin' 'round with someone like me?
I swear, girl, you could have anyone you choose
I should stop askin' questions 'fore you get up and leave
What's someone as beautiful as you
Doin' wakin' up with someone like me?
Ain't gonna lie, you could have anyone you choose
I should stop askin' questions 'fore you get up and leave
I just had to let you know, know, yeah, yeah
I could never let you go, go, yeah, yeah
Oh, I just had to let you know, know, yeah, yeah
I could never let you go, go, yeah, yeah
What's someone as beautiful as you
Doin' wakin' up with someone like me?
I swear, girl, you could have anyone you choose
I should stop askin' questions 'fore you get up and leave
Thinkin' 'bout the day that you could've just ignore me
Here I am, layin' next to you, lookin' extra cute in the mornin'
Lookin' back, all through the past, everything before you was borin'
You're the type people wishin' they'd sit next to on a flight
Top of list, who I wanna wash up on an island with
You're the dream, even if we countin' girls in magazines
You're still a mystery
What's someone as beautiful as you
Doin' ridin' 'round with someone like me?
I swear, girl, you could have anyone you choose
I should stop askin' questions 'fore you get up and leave
What's someone as beautiful as you
Doin' wakin' up with someone like me?
Ain't gonna lie, you could have anyone you choose
I should stop askin' questions 'fore you get up and leave
How someone as beautiful as you could just fall out of the blue?
When you're walkin' 'round in my sweater, girl, there's no better view
Spend the rest of forever just treasurin' you
Oh, I'll follow you wherever and you know that's the truth, yeah
You're the type people wishin' they'd sit next to on a flight
Top of list, who I wanna spend like every second with
You're the dream, even if we're countin' girls up on the screen
Still a mystery
What's someone as beautiful as you
Doin' ridin' 'round with someone like me?
I swear, girl, you could have anyone you choose
I should stop askin' questions 'fore you get up and leave
What's someone as beautiful as you
Doin' wakin' up with someone like me?
Ain't gonna lie, you could have anyone you choose
I should stop askin' questions 'fore you get up and leave
I just had to let you know, know, yeah, yeah
I could never let you go, go, yeah, yeah
Oh, I just had to let you know, know, yeah, yeah
I could never let you go, go, yeah, yeah
What's someone as beautiful as you
Doin' wakin' up with someone like me?
I swear, girl, you could have anyone you choose
I should stop askin' questions 'fore you get up and leave
Writer: Thomas Rhett, Zaire Kelsey, Alexander Izquierdo, Julian C Bunetta, John Ryan, Joshua Emanuel Coleman, Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Can't Love You Anymore
Baby, I can't love you anymore, mm
'Cause every piece of me, oh, me
Is already yours, yes, it is
She rolled her eyes and put her arms around me
She said, "Tell me what it is you love about me"
I love the way you dance, I love the way you talk
I love it when you're tipsy and you're spillin' out your heart
I love the way that dress slides across the floor
And even if I tried, can't love you anymore
I hate it when we fight (fight), I hate it when you're gone (gone)
I'd hate to take another breath without you on my arm (uh-huh)
I've spent up all the love my heart can afford
I'm sorry, but it's true, can't love you anymore
Than I already do
(Can't love, can't love)
I can't love you anymore, mm-hmm
(Can't love, can't love)
Yeah
Look at us on a Tuesday night, lickin' salt and suckin' on lime
Like you never left ADPi, my-my-my, na-na-na
Shake it, baby, tip it over, push that hair up off your shoulder
Pull your boy a little closer
I love the way you dance, I love the way you talk
I love it when you're tipsy and you're spillin' out your heart
I love the way that dress slides across the floor
And even if I tried, can't love you anymore
I hate it when we fight (fight), I hate it when you're gone (gone)
I'd hate to take another breath without you on my arm (uh-huh)
I've spent up all the love my heart can afford
I'm sorry, but it's true, can't love you anymore
Than I already do
(Can't love, can't love)
I can't love you anymore
(Can't love, can't love)
Than I already do, yeah
She rolled her eyes and put her arms around me
She said, "Tell me what it is you love about me"
I love it when you dance, I love it when you talk
I love it when you're tipsy and you're spillin' out your heart
I love the way that dress slides across the floor
And even if I try, can't love you anymore
I hate it when we fight (fight), I hate it when you're gone (gone)
I'd hate to take another breath without you on my arm (uh-huh)
I've spent up all the love my heart can afford
I'm sorry, but it's true, can't love you anymore
Than I already do
(Can't love, can't love)
I can't love you anymore
(Can't love, can't love)
Than I already do, yeah, ooh
(Can't love, can't love)
Can't love, can't love than I already do
Can't love you anymore
'Cause every piece of me, oh, me
Is already yours, yes, it is
She rolled her eyes and put her arms around me
She said, "Tell me what it is you love about me"
I love the way you dance, I love the way you talk
I love it when you're tipsy and you're spillin' out your heart
I love the way that dress slides across the floor
And even if I tried, can't love you anymore
I hate it when we fight (fight), I hate it when you're gone (gone)
I'd hate to take another breath without you on my arm (uh-huh)
I've spent up all the love my heart can afford
I'm sorry, but it's true, can't love you anymore
Than I already do
(Can't love, can't love)
I can't love you anymore, mm-hmm
(Can't love, can't love)
Yeah
Look at us on a Tuesday night, lickin' salt and suckin' on lime
Like you never left ADPi, my-my-my, na-na-na
Shake it, baby, tip it over, push that hair up off your shoulder
Pull your boy a little closer
I love the way you dance, I love the way you talk
I love it when you're tipsy and you're spillin' out your heart
I love the way that dress slides across the floor
And even if I tried, can't love you anymore
I hate it when we fight (fight), I hate it when you're gone (gone)
I'd hate to take another breath without you on my arm (uh-huh)
I've spent up all the love my heart can afford
I'm sorry, but it's true, can't love you anymore
Than I already do
(Can't love, can't love)
I can't love you anymore
(Can't love, can't love)
Than I already do, yeah
She rolled her eyes and put her arms around me
She said, "Tell me what it is you love about me"
I love it when you dance, I love it when you talk
I love it when you're tipsy and you're spillin' out your heart
I love the way that dress slides across the floor
And even if I try, can't love you anymore
I hate it when we fight (fight), I hate it when you're gone (gone)
I'd hate to take another breath without you on my arm (uh-huh)
I've spent up all the love my heart can afford
I'm sorry, but it's true, can't love you anymore
Than I already do
(Can't love, can't love)
I can't love you anymore
(Can't love, can't love)
Than I already do, yeah, ooh
(Can't love, can't love)
Can't love, can't love than I already do
Can't love you anymore
Writer: Thomas Rhett, Julian C Bunetta, John Ryan, Jacob Kasher Hindlin
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
After All The Bars Are Closed
After all the bars are closed
Tell me where you wanna go
We can find a place to park, open a bottle and our hearts
If you want, I'll tell you anything you wanna know
After everybody leaves
And this party's just you and me
We don't gotta say we're done, we can just wait up for the sun
We still got a lot of good night left to go
After all the bars are closed
And they play the last song
Blow out the neon
Don't gotta go home
But we can't stay here
And them records all spun
But the dancin' ain't done
The night's only begun
We can go anywhere
Take a ride to the boondocks
Turn my truck to a boombox, yeah
Secret spot maybe you got
After all the bars are closed
Tell me where you wanna go
We can find a place to park, open a bottle and our hearts
If you want, I'll tell you anything you wanna know
After everybody leaves
And this party's just you and me
We don't gotta say we're done, we can just wait up for the sun
We still got a lot of good night left to go
After all the bars are closed
And you kiss me like that
Like a shot of straight Jack
Baby, you're my nightcap
Take you right back
After them after hours
Be your bartender on a kitchen counter
Wrappin' up the night arms wrapped around you
Baby, now we're talkin'
After all the bars are closed (all the bars are closed)
Tell me where you wanna go? (Where you wanna go?)
We can find a place to park, open a bottle and our hearts
If you want, I'll tell you anything you wanna know
After everybody leaves (everybody leaves)
And this party's just you and me (this party's just you and me)
We don't gotta say we're done, we can just wait up on the sun
We still got a lot of moonlight left to go
After all the bars are closed
No, I don't care what we do
On the dark side of the moon
Just as long as I'm with you when it's time to go
After all the bars are closed
All the bars are closed
Tell me where you wanna go
We can find a place to park, open a bottle and our hearts
If you want, I'll tell you anything you wanna know
After everybody leaves
And this party's just you and me
We don't gotta say we're done, we can just wait up for the sun
We still got a lot of good night left to go
After all the bars are closed
And they play the last song
Blow out the neon
Don't gotta go home
But we can't stay here
And them records all spun
But the dancin' ain't done
The night's only begun
We can go anywhere
Take a ride to the boondocks
Turn my truck to a boombox, yeah
Secret spot maybe you got
After all the bars are closed
Tell me where you wanna go
We can find a place to park, open a bottle and our hearts
If you want, I'll tell you anything you wanna know
After everybody leaves
And this party's just you and me
We don't gotta say we're done, we can just wait up for the sun
We still got a lot of good night left to go
After all the bars are closed
And you kiss me like that
Like a shot of straight Jack
Baby, you're my nightcap
Take you right back
After them after hours
Be your bartender on a kitchen counter
Wrappin' up the night arms wrapped around you
Baby, now we're talkin'
After all the bars are closed (all the bars are closed)
Tell me where you wanna go? (Where you wanna go?)
We can find a place to park, open a bottle and our hearts
If you want, I'll tell you anything you wanna know
After everybody leaves (everybody leaves)
And this party's just you and me (this party's just you and me)
We don't gotta say we're done, we can just wait up on the sun
We still got a lot of moonlight left to go
After all the bars are closed
No, I don't care what we do
On the dark side of the moon
Just as long as I'm with you when it's time to go
After all the bars are closed
All the bars are closed
Writer: Thomas Rhett, Jacob Hindlin, Julian Bunetta, John Byron, Jaxson Free
Copyright: Lyrics © Goat Island Palms LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Goat Island Palms LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Church
Yeah, I met a girl pretty as a picture
At a bonfire party graduation week
Drink in my hand, spent all night dancin' with her
Started talkin' bands and burnt CDs
She played me her favorite song, "Sinners Like Me"
And I ain't been the same since the first time I heard the Chief
She was my Carolina, red bandana, Ray-Ban singin', oh, Springsteen
"Young and Wild," that summer's why "Love Your Love the Most" still sounds like, oh, eighteen
Back then these boots were almost new
I was still learnin' the words
That Friday night, I was holding on to her
She took me to church
She took me to church
And we'd park up on that hill behind the high school
And crank it up to "Smoke a Little Smoke", huh
Some memories you can't leave behind you
Like a five-hour drive to Houston Rodeo to catch a show
She was my Carolina, red bandana, Ray-Ban singing, oh, Springsteen
"Young and Wild," that summer's why "Love Your Love the Most" still sounds like, oh, eighteen
From "Jesus Does" to "Talladega"
We sang every word
She stole my heart, and I still got the shirt
She took me to church
She took me to church
That summer came and went but those songs stuck around
And I still catch a buzz when she smiles and cranks it loud
She was my Carolina, red bandana, Ray-Ban singin', oh, Springsteen
"Young and Wild," that summer's why "Livin' Part of Life" still sounds like, oh, eighteen
When I hear "How 'Bout You", I feel that July flame burn
And every kiss still feels like the first
She took me to church
Well, she took me to church
She took me to church, oh
She took me to church
Yeah, I met a girl pretty as a picture
At a bonfire party graduation week
Drink in my hand, spent all night dancin' with her
Started talkin' bands and burnt CDs
She played me her favorite song, "Sinners Like Me"
And I ain't been the same since the first time I heard the Chief
She was my Carolina, red bandana, Ray-Ban singin', oh, Springsteen
"Young and Wild," that summer's why "Love Your Love the Most" still sounds like, oh, eighteen
Back then these boots were almost new
I was still learnin' the words
That Friday night, I was holding on to her
She took me to church
She took me to church
And we'd park up on that hill behind the high school
And crank it up to "Smoke a Little Smoke", huh
Some memories you can't leave behind you
Like a five-hour drive to Houston Rodeo to catch a show
She was my Carolina, red bandana, Ray-Ban singing, oh, Springsteen
"Young and Wild," that summer's why "Love Your Love the Most" still sounds like, oh, eighteen
From "Jesus Does" to "Talladega"
We sang every word
She stole my heart, and I still got the shirt
She took me to church
She took me to church
That summer came and went but those songs stuck around
And I still catch a buzz when she smiles and cranks it loud
She was my Carolina, red bandana, Ray-Ban singin', oh, Springsteen
"Young and Wild," that summer's why "Livin' Part of Life" still sounds like, oh, eighteen
When I hear "How 'Bout You", I feel that July flame burn
And every kiss still feels like the first
She took me to church
Well, she took me to church
She took me to church, oh
She took me to church
Yeah, I met a girl pretty as a picture
Writer: Jordan Reynolds, Parker Welling Nohe, Sean Douglas, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Back To Blue
We got the moon, we got the stars
Aw, baby, it's my favorite kind of bar
I hear the crickets, wind in the trees
Yeah, they're probably talkin' 'bout you and me
You got your flannel, I got my boots
I got a guitar, you got your moves
You said, "Play me every single song you know"
And we got nowhere else to be, so here we go
Pour us up another couple shots of whiskey
Somethin' 'bout the way the moonlight is hittin'
Your blonde hair and green eyes
Yeah, I could do this all night
Throw another log on that fire with me
Ain't no one around us for miles
So we can stay as long as we want to
And watch the sky go from black back to blue, yeah, yeah
You got a hand I wanna hold
I got a cold beer bottle microphone
Yeah, if you keep on crackin' 'em, baby
I'll keep on drinkin' 'em
You keep on singin' 'em, baby
I'll keep on playin' 'em, baby
Pour us up another couple shots of whiskey
Somethin' 'bout the way the moonlight is hittin'
Your blonde hair and green eyes
Yeah, I could do this all night
Throw another log on that fire with me
Ain't no one around us for miles
So we can stay as long as we want to
And watch the sky go from black back to blue, yeah
Black back to blue
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pour us up another couple shots of whiskey
Somethin' 'bout the way the moonlight is hittin'
Your blonde hair and green eyes
Yeah, I could do this all night
Throw another log on that fire with me
Ain't no one around us for miles
So we can stay as long as we want to
And watch the sky go from black back to blue (go back, go back, go back)
Black back to blue
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Black back to blue (go back, go back)
Black back to blue (I could do this all night)
Aw, baby, it's my favorite kind of bar
I hear the crickets, wind in the trees
Yeah, they're probably talkin' 'bout you and me
You got your flannel, I got my boots
I got a guitar, you got your moves
You said, "Play me every single song you know"
And we got nowhere else to be, so here we go
Pour us up another couple shots of whiskey
Somethin' 'bout the way the moonlight is hittin'
Your blonde hair and green eyes
Yeah, I could do this all night
Throw another log on that fire with me
Ain't no one around us for miles
So we can stay as long as we want to
And watch the sky go from black back to blue, yeah, yeah
You got a hand I wanna hold
I got a cold beer bottle microphone
Yeah, if you keep on crackin' 'em, baby
I'll keep on drinkin' 'em
You keep on singin' 'em, baby
I'll keep on playin' 'em, baby
Pour us up another couple shots of whiskey
Somethin' 'bout the way the moonlight is hittin'
Your blonde hair and green eyes
Yeah, I could do this all night
Throw another log on that fire with me
Ain't no one around us for miles
So we can stay as long as we want to
And watch the sky go from black back to blue, yeah
Black back to blue
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pour us up another couple shots of whiskey
Somethin' 'bout the way the moonlight is hittin'
Your blonde hair and green eyes
Yeah, I could do this all night
Throw another log on that fire with me
Ain't no one around us for miles
So we can stay as long as we want to
And watch the sky go from black back to blue (go back, go back, go back)
Black back to blue
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Black back to blue (go back, go back)
Black back to blue (I could do this all night)
Writer: Andrew Haas, John Ryan, Julian Bunetta, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Country For California
Girl, I get it
Some dreams are just too big to stay in a small town
And right now, you gotta go chase 'em
So spread them wings out wide
Leave me and these two lanes behind
I hope you find what you're tryna find
But baby, keep in mind
If you get tired of that sunshine and 72
Ocean blue waves and those Hollywood stars
If waitin' tables on the boulevard just ain't workin' out for ya, oh
And if those Beverly Hills get to bringing you down
Put that smile on a jet plane and when the wheels hit the ground
I'll be sittin' right here at this bar with a drink, waitin' on ya, oh
If you find out you're too country for California
Saw your mama
She said your boots are still sittin' there by the back door
I wonder if you're makin' heads turn
Like you used to do 'round here
Aw, but you ain't here
So if you get tired of that sunshine and 72
Ocean blue waves and those Hollywood stars
If waitin' tables on the boulevard just ain't workin' out for ya, oh
And if those Beverly Hills get to bringing you down
Put that smile on a jet plane and when the wheels hit the ground
I'll be sittin' right here at this bar with a drink waitin' on ya, oh
If you find out you're too country for California
For California
I hope you find what you're tryna find
And it's right back here in these arms of mine
If you get tired of that sunshine and 72
Ocean blue waves and those Hollywood stars
If waitin' tables on the boulevard just ain't workin' out for ya, oh
And if those Beverly Hills get to bringing you down
Put that smile on a jet plane and when the wheels hit the ground
I'll be sittin' right here at this bar with a drink, waitin' on ya, oh
If you find out you're too country for California
Some dreams are just too big to stay in a small town
And right now, you gotta go chase 'em
So spread them wings out wide
Leave me and these two lanes behind
I hope you find what you're tryna find
But baby, keep in mind
If you get tired of that sunshine and 72
Ocean blue waves and those Hollywood stars
If waitin' tables on the boulevard just ain't workin' out for ya, oh
And if those Beverly Hills get to bringing you down
Put that smile on a jet plane and when the wheels hit the ground
I'll be sittin' right here at this bar with a drink, waitin' on ya, oh
If you find out you're too country for California
Saw your mama
She said your boots are still sittin' there by the back door
I wonder if you're makin' heads turn
Like you used to do 'round here
Aw, but you ain't here
So if you get tired of that sunshine and 72
Ocean blue waves and those Hollywood stars
If waitin' tables on the boulevard just ain't workin' out for ya, oh
And if those Beverly Hills get to bringing you down
Put that smile on a jet plane and when the wheels hit the ground
I'll be sittin' right here at this bar with a drink waitin' on ya, oh
If you find out you're too country for California
For California
I hope you find what you're tryna find
And it's right back here in these arms of mine
If you get tired of that sunshine and 72
Ocean blue waves and those Hollywood stars
If waitin' tables on the boulevard just ain't workin' out for ya, oh
And if those Beverly Hills get to bringing you down
Put that smile on a jet plane and when the wheels hit the ground
I'll be sittin' right here at this bar with a drink, waitin' on ya, oh
If you find out you're too country for California
Writer: Thomas Rhett, Will Bundy, Rodney Clawson, John Morgan, Justin Wilson
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Somethin' 'Bout A Woman
No, it ain't the moon
Nah, it ain't the band
Only one thing that'd make me do this kinda dance
Nah, it ain't this wine, that's got me buzzin'
I'm flyin' high and it's all because
There's somethin' 'bout a woman
Somethin' 'bout the way they bring ya to your knees
Somethin' 'bout a woman
Somethin' 'bout a woman does somethin' to me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
(Look)
Never used to beg
Never used to plead
Yeah, settling down just wasn't for me
Wasn't the type that would rush in
Thought I was good, but I wasn't
Lord, I can't even function now, man
There's somethin' 'bout a woman
(Somethin')
Somethin' 'bout the way they bring ya to your knees
Somethin' 'bout a woman
(Somethin')
Somethin' 'bout a woman does somethin' to me
Make your heart start to beat
Make you sweat, make you dream
Lose your mind, lose your sleep
Pushin' me, doin' things I thought I couldn't
Aw, there's just somethin' 'bout a woman
There's somethin' 'bout 'em
There's somethin' 'bout 'em
There's somethin' 'bout 'em that sets you free, oh
There's somethin' 'bout 'em
There's somethin' 'bout 'em
Somethin' 'bout the one that you sent to me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
There's somethin' 'bout a woman
(Somethin')
Oh, there's somethin' 'bout the way they bring ya to your knees
Somethin' 'bout a woman
(Somethin')
Somethin' 'bout a woman does somethin' to me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Somethin' 'bout a woman
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
There's somethin' 'bout a woman
Nah, it ain't the band
Only one thing that'd make me do this kinda dance
Nah, it ain't this wine, that's got me buzzin'
I'm flyin' high and it's all because
There's somethin' 'bout a woman
Somethin' 'bout the way they bring ya to your knees
Somethin' 'bout a woman
Somethin' 'bout a woman does somethin' to me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
(Look)
Never used to beg
Never used to plead
Yeah, settling down just wasn't for me
Wasn't the type that would rush in
Thought I was good, but I wasn't
Lord, I can't even function now, man
There's somethin' 'bout a woman
(Somethin')
Somethin' 'bout the way they bring ya to your knees
Somethin' 'bout a woman
(Somethin')
Somethin' 'bout a woman does somethin' to me
Make your heart start to beat
Make you sweat, make you dream
Lose your mind, lose your sleep
Pushin' me, doin' things I thought I couldn't
Aw, there's just somethin' 'bout a woman
There's somethin' 'bout 'em
There's somethin' 'bout 'em
There's somethin' 'bout 'em that sets you free, oh
There's somethin' 'bout 'em
There's somethin' 'bout 'em
Somethin' 'bout the one that you sent to me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
There's somethin' 'bout a woman
(Somethin')
Oh, there's somethin' 'bout the way they bring ya to your knees
Somethin' 'bout a woman
(Somethin')
Somethin' 'bout a woman does somethin' to me
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Somethin' 'bout a woman
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
There's somethin' 'bout a woman
Writer: Andrew Haas, John Ryan, Julian Bunetta, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
What Could Go Right
Few Blue Moons in my veins now
Thoughts I've kept hidden way down
Think it's time I get 'em off my chest
Things ain't gon' be the same now
Can't take back what just came out
Girl, I love you, and I've known it since the day that we met
You say, "But we're best friends", I say, "That's the best part"
It could be a dead-end, it could be a head start
Before you say goodnight, forget all the reasons
That you wouldn't kiss me, I dare you to lean in
Girl, don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
Yeah, maybe we ruin this all or
Sing it through the rest of our lives
And I don't wanna mess it all up, but
I don't wanna say we never tried
Don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
What could go right?
You move close, then you slow down
Hands don't know where to go now
You're half all in, you're half whoa now
But I can tell you wanna find out
You know, you know we can do that right now
Girl, don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
Yeah, maybe we ruin this all or
Sing it through the rest of our lives
And I don't wanna mess it all up, but
I don't wanna say we never tried
Don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
What could go right?
What about what could go?
What could go right?
You say, "But we're best friends", I say, "That's the best part"
It could be a dead-end, it could be a head start
Before you say goodnight, forget all the reasons
That you wouldn't kiss me, I dare you to lean in
Girl, don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
Yeah, maybe we ruin this all or
Sing it through the rest of our lives
And I don't wanna mess it all up, but
I don't wanna say we never tried
Don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
Whoa, what could go right?
What about what could go?
Whoa, what could go right?
What about what could go?
Thoughts I've kept hidden way down
Think it's time I get 'em off my chest
Things ain't gon' be the same now
Can't take back what just came out
Girl, I love you, and I've known it since the day that we met
You say, "But we're best friends", I say, "That's the best part"
It could be a dead-end, it could be a head start
Before you say goodnight, forget all the reasons
That you wouldn't kiss me, I dare you to lean in
Girl, don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
Yeah, maybe we ruin this all or
Sing it through the rest of our lives
And I don't wanna mess it all up, but
I don't wanna say we never tried
Don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
What could go right?
You move close, then you slow down
Hands don't know where to go now
You're half all in, you're half whoa now
But I can tell you wanna find out
You know, you know we can do that right now
Girl, don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
Yeah, maybe we ruin this all or
Sing it through the rest of our lives
And I don't wanna mess it all up, but
I don't wanna say we never tried
Don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
What could go right?
What about what could go?
What could go right?
You say, "But we're best friends", I say, "That's the best part"
It could be a dead-end, it could be a head start
Before you say goodnight, forget all the reasons
That you wouldn't kiss me, I dare you to lean in
Girl, don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
Yeah, maybe we ruin this all or
Sing it through the rest of our lives
And I don't wanna mess it all up, but
I don't wanna say we never tried
Don't think about what could go wrong
Just think about what could go right
Whoa, what could go right?
What about what could go?
Whoa, what could go right?
What about what could go?
Writer: Thomas Rhett, Joshua Kerr, Rocky Block, John Calton
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Boots
Oh
I got Nikes for the gym, Tevas for the beach
A couple pair of dusties that I'm really tryna keep
I might as well burn 'em in a fire as high as the moon, yeah
I'm talkin' high-top, flip-flop, pair of camouflage Crocs
Old-school checkered Vans, closed-toed Birkenstock
End of the day, you know I gotta go to my go-tos, yeah
'Cause my baby likes me better in boots
When I get to slippin' in 'em with some denim, y'all, I can't lose
Whoa, no, wouldn't be caught dead two-steppin' in designer shoes
Because my baby likes me better in boots
She like me better in
Snip toe, square toe, snakeskin
Toffee caiman belly coming up to my shin
Leather on the bottom, lizard on the toe
Old, brown goat color of a dirt road
Chocolate Lucchese, full-quill Tecova
Any of those or my daddy's old Ropers
And my baby likes me better in boots (whoa)
When I get to slippin' in 'em with some denim, y'all, I can't lose
Whoa, no, wouldn't be caught dead two-steppin' in designer shoes (yeah)
'Cause my baby likes me better in boots
Boots
Boots
Boots
She do, she do, yeah, she do (ow)
Never know when my baby wanna go dancing
So you know I always staying prepared
Somewhere in the backseat of my old Chevy
I always got a couple of extra pairs
'Cause my (my, my,) baby likes me better in boots (whoa)
When I get to slippin' in 'em with some denim, y'all, I can't lose
Whoa, no, wouldn't be caught dead two-steppin' in no Golden Goose (my baby, she likes me better)
'Cause my baby likes me better in, my baby likes me better in
My baby likes me better in boots, ooh, ha
I got Nikes for the gym, Tevas for the beach
A couple pair of dusties that I'm really tryna keep
I might as well burn 'em in a fire as high as the moon, yeah
I'm talkin' high-top, flip-flop, pair of camouflage Crocs
Old-school checkered Vans, closed-toed Birkenstock
End of the day, you know I gotta go to my go-tos, yeah
'Cause my baby likes me better in boots
When I get to slippin' in 'em with some denim, y'all, I can't lose
Whoa, no, wouldn't be caught dead two-steppin' in designer shoes
Because my baby likes me better in boots
She like me better in
Snip toe, square toe, snakeskin
Toffee caiman belly coming up to my shin
Leather on the bottom, lizard on the toe
Old, brown goat color of a dirt road
Chocolate Lucchese, full-quill Tecova
Any of those or my daddy's old Ropers
And my baby likes me better in boots (whoa)
When I get to slippin' in 'em with some denim, y'all, I can't lose
Whoa, no, wouldn't be caught dead two-steppin' in designer shoes (yeah)
'Cause my baby likes me better in boots
Boots
Boots
Boots
She do, she do, yeah, she do (ow)
Never know when my baby wanna go dancing
So you know I always staying prepared
Somewhere in the backseat of my old Chevy
I always got a couple of extra pairs
'Cause my (my, my,) baby likes me better in boots (whoa)
When I get to slippin' in 'em with some denim, y'all, I can't lose
Whoa, no, wouldn't be caught dead two-steppin' in no Golden Goose (my baby, she likes me better)
'Cause my baby likes me better in, my baby likes me better in
My baby likes me better in boots, ooh, ha
Writer: Julian Bunetta, Andrew Haas, Thomas Rhett, John Ryan
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Don't Wanna Dance
My friends called me up
Said it's been three months
It's time to start moving on
So I showed up
And they handed me a cup
I'm tryin', but it just feels wrong
'Cause now they're playing our song, took 'em all night long
But it just makes me wanna leave
'Tween the memories and the whiskey
I just wanna be with somebody who loves me
I don't wanna dance with somebody
I don't wanna be at this party
'Cause every sip from this drink makes me think about you
What am I supposed to do?
Baby, I just kinda wish you would call me
Out of the blue, just say that you want me
'Cause I don't wanna dance with somebody
If that somebody ain't you
Standing here on the wall, I remember it all
Spinnin' you around like a disco ball
If I was holdin' someone new, I'd just pretend that she was you
She would see right through it, I can't do this
I don't wanna dance with somebody
I don't wanna be at this party
'Cause every sip from this drink makes me think about you
What am I supposed to do?
Baby, I just kinda wish you would call me
Out of the blue, just say that you want me
'Cause I don't wanna dance with somebody
If that somebody ain't you
Somebody ain't you
'Tween the memory and the whiskey
I just wanna be with somebody who loves me
I don't wanna dance with somebody
Not just anybody
I don't wanna dance with somebody
I don't wanna be at this party
'Cause every sip from this drink makes me think about you
What am I supposed to do?
Baby, I just kinda wish you would call me
Out of the blue, just say that you want me
'Cause I don't wanna dance with somebody
If that somebody ain't you
Somebody ain't you, yeah
No, if that somebody ain't you
That somebody ain't you
Said it's been three months
It's time to start moving on
So I showed up
And they handed me a cup
I'm tryin', but it just feels wrong
'Cause now they're playing our song, took 'em all night long
But it just makes me wanna leave
'Tween the memories and the whiskey
I just wanna be with somebody who loves me
I don't wanna dance with somebody
I don't wanna be at this party
'Cause every sip from this drink makes me think about you
What am I supposed to do?
Baby, I just kinda wish you would call me
Out of the blue, just say that you want me
'Cause I don't wanna dance with somebody
If that somebody ain't you
Standing here on the wall, I remember it all
Spinnin' you around like a disco ball
If I was holdin' someone new, I'd just pretend that she was you
She would see right through it, I can't do this
I don't wanna dance with somebody
I don't wanna be at this party
'Cause every sip from this drink makes me think about you
What am I supposed to do?
Baby, I just kinda wish you would call me
Out of the blue, just say that you want me
'Cause I don't wanna dance with somebody
If that somebody ain't you
Somebody ain't you
'Tween the memory and the whiskey
I just wanna be with somebody who loves me
I don't wanna dance with somebody
Not just anybody
I don't wanna dance with somebody
I don't wanna be at this party
'Cause every sip from this drink makes me think about you
What am I supposed to do?
Baby, I just kinda wish you would call me
Out of the blue, just say that you want me
'Cause I don't wanna dance with somebody
If that somebody ain't you
Somebody ain't you, yeah
No, if that somebody ain't you
That somebody ain't you
Writer: Ryan James Hurd, George Robert Merrill, Shannon Rubicam, Matthew Peters Dragstrem
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Could Spend Forever Loving You
You're sittin' on this porch right here
Right next to you, year after year
We've watched our share of sunsets goin' down
Yeah, there's something on my mind today
Can't find the fancy words to say
So I'll try the only way that I know how
Yeah, these old bones'll turn to dust, and Chevrolets wind up rustin'
Time rolls on, girl, it ain't nothing new
This old heart runs out of beats, or the sun starts setting in the east
Girl, I could spend forever loving you
Yeah, I was out there free to roam
You gave this old wild horse a home
The only plan I had was passin' through
So keep your pretty hand in mine
Our love will stand the test of time
Like good old wine and broke-in cowboy boots
Yeah, these old bones'll turn to dust, and Chevrolets wind up rustin'
Time rolls on, girl, it ain't nothing new
This old heart runs out of beats, or the sun starts setting in the east
Girl, I could spend forever loving you
I'll be right here by your side 'til we've taken our last ride
Lord willin', it's a few more around the moon
This old heart runs out of beats
I got you, and you got me
Baby, I could spend forever lovin' you
I can't wait to spend forever lovin' you
Right next to you, year after year
We've watched our share of sunsets goin' down
Yeah, there's something on my mind today
Can't find the fancy words to say
So I'll try the only way that I know how
Yeah, these old bones'll turn to dust, and Chevrolets wind up rustin'
Time rolls on, girl, it ain't nothing new
This old heart runs out of beats, or the sun starts setting in the east
Girl, I could spend forever loving you
Yeah, I was out there free to roam
You gave this old wild horse a home
The only plan I had was passin' through
So keep your pretty hand in mine
Our love will stand the test of time
Like good old wine and broke-in cowboy boots
Yeah, these old bones'll turn to dust, and Chevrolets wind up rustin'
Time rolls on, girl, it ain't nothing new
This old heart runs out of beats, or the sun starts setting in the east
Girl, I could spend forever loving you
I'll be right here by your side 'til we've taken our last ride
Lord willin', it's a few more around the moon
This old heart runs out of beats
I got you, and you got me
Baby, I could spend forever lovin' you
I can't wait to spend forever lovin' you
Writer: Ernest Keith Smith, Mark L. Holman, Thomas Rhett Akins
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
About a Woman is the seventh studio album by American country music artist Thomas Rhett. It was released on August 23, 2024, through Valory. The album's lead single, "Beautiful as You", was released on May 13, 2024.
Thomas Rhett co-wrote 13 of the 14 tracks on About a Woman, and longtime collaborators Julian Bunetta and Dan Huff executive produced the album.
Rhett, who first began working on the album in April 2023, noted that the title's inspiration came from his wife, Lauren, and his commitment to her. He described the album's recording process as wanting "to exude joy and fun with this project—and really just make people move".
-Wikipedia
Performed By:
Thomas RhettThomas Rhett co-wrote 13 of the 14 tracks on About a Woman, and longtime collaborators Julian Bunetta and Dan Huff executive produced the album.
Rhett, who first began working on the album in April 2023, noted that the title's inspiration came from his wife, Lauren, and his commitment to her. He described the album's recording process as wanting "to exude joy and fun with this project—and really just make people move".
-Wikipedia
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Producer Afterhrs, Ammo, Julian Bunetta, Charlie Handsome, Mark Holman, Dann Huff, Josh Kerr, Joe Reeves, John Ryan, Micah Tawlks, Mark Trussell
Length: 43:52
Released: August 23rd, 2024
Year: 2024