Music
| Friday Night Fireside |
Written by: Isaac Rich, Vincent Hickerson, Marc Fortney, Scott Harris Piggly Wiggly by the four way stop Meet Buck's sister for the beer drop Twenty dollars for a twelve pack What a deal What a deal Headed down O'l Neptune road Locked and loaded in the Bronco A Dry stack of wood and some gasoline We were going wild and chasing dreams Friday night long way from the city Pop a top and away we go Ten o'clock all the girls lookin pretty Dancin' to that radio Its just a small town way of life By the Friday night fireside Danny Pope shot a twelve point deer Or so he said after his fifth beer Slap him on the back and say Sure ya did Sure ya did Well Kate and Sue are getting down To Skinnard screamin in the background We sing a sweethome lullaby We're Goin wild just livin life Friday night long way from the city Pop a top and away we go Ten o'clock all the girls lookin pretty Dancin' to that radio Its just a small town way of life By the Friday night fireside There's a million things That I aint done Yeah but it can't be Yeah this much fun Friday night long way from the city Pop a top and away we go Ten o'clock all the girls lookin pretty Dancin' to that radio Its just a small town way of life Learned everything about life Around the friday night fireside Friday Night Fireside |
| Four Chords and Seven Beers Ago |
Written by: Stephen Cochran/Jim Allison/Stephanie McKenna
Whose to blame
When love comes undone
Who wins when
The battle can't be won
It was raging Out of Control
Our little civil war That was
Four Chords and Seven Beers ago
Four Chords and Seven Beers ago
We took sides As love slipped away
Right or wrong was not the issue of the day
But still, Love Dies
I don't know where it goes
That was..Four chords and seven beers ago
Four chords ans seven beers ago
Can you tell me what we're fighting for
Shooting bitter words trying to win the war
Is this union over
In my heart I think we're through
This is my last address to you
This old guitar
And this tear stained page
It's all that's left from the battle that raged
Just one, sad song
Is all that's left to show
That was Four Chords and Seven Beers ago
Four Chords and Seven Beers Ago
Whose to blame when love comes undone
Who wins when the battle can't be won
Two lovers, too proud
To just let it go
That was, four chords and seven years ago
Four Chords and Seven Beers ago
Whose to blame |
| We're Alright |
Written by: Josh Osborne, Trevor Rosen A country mile off the beaten path A little dot you won't find on a map Where we live a simpler way of life We're just fine not being found But progress is hunting us down Those lights get brighter every night We ain't trying to move the country on up So don't force your city on us CHORUS We don't like supersize dinners Your big malls don't make us no better We're alright the way we are So take your fast-paced, fast lane living We might look broke but we don't need fixing We're alright the way we are I used to jump into the lake to get clean on a hot day Now I gotta clean off when I jump out I don't remember daddy spraying crops No pills to pop, no laptop It's killing us the things we can't live without You can break your neck over all that stress We don't want your mess CHORUS 2 We don't need reality tv We got Jed getting crazy on whiskey We're alright the way we are So take your fast-paced, fast lane living We might look broke but we don't need fixing We're alright the way we are Just the way we are We ain't trying to move the country on up So don't force your city on us CHORUS 3 We don't need your Starbucks brother We ain't too proud to make our own coffee We're alright the way we are Just the way we are.. Where I come from. |
| One Good Country Song |
Written by: Mark Melloan
She had crimson velvet down her angel arms,
Not your average barroom lady, no
She was out to do her home some harm,
She put on that midnight lipstick in Daddy�s car,
Now it's on a rose red wine glass,
And she's clutching someone else's arm,
Well here the story gets confusing, yes it's hard to get it right,
But they found my Mama face down in a cold November night,
My Daddy gave up speaking when he heard that wicked news,
Chorus
I am I am the only son
Of a Louisiana cocktail and an Alabama gun,
My life's a list of things gone wrong,
But it sure makes one good country song
Scary how an old Hank Williams album howls,
The room filled up the snow white moonlight outside that sleepy Texas town,
Well I counted about three hundred dollar bills
Before I heard them angry sirens from every direction closing in,
The town-folk peeking out their windows at my hands up in the air,
Soon they're in the sheriff's handcuffs; soon they'll strap 'em to a chair,
And I know I pulled the trigger, but I didn't mean to kill,
I just panicked when that banker dropped his bag of dollar bills
Repeat Chorus
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| Let It Rain |
Duet (With Lindsey Cardinale)
Written by: Vencent Hickerson, Isaac Rich, Scott Harris, Kenny Duncan
There's a lonely porch swing, blowing in the breeze
Where we used to sit and talk on rainy days like these
This old bed feels empty without you by my side
Well I swear I get no sleep, you're always on my mind
Chorus
So let it rain
Let it fall down to the ground
Let it wash away the memories
Of when you were around
Let it rain
Let it roll of the roof top, God don't let it stop
It takes away my pain
So let it rain
There's an old shoe box lying on the closet floor
Full of all your pictures, I can't look at anymore
There's a song on the tin roof that brings me peace of mind
When the thunder is rolling in and the tears fall from the sky
Repeat Chorus
And I don't want the storm to stop
I'm closer with every drop
So please don't let it end
Repeat Chorus |
| Two Shades of Lipstick |
Written by: Prentiss Varnon, Brian Trees and Curtis Marsh
I woke up this morning in an aweful fright
I couldn't remember what I did last night
Walked into the bathroom, looked into the mirror
Now I can't recall just what I saw, but it made it seem so clear
Chorus
There were two shades of lipstick on my neck
A pretty shade of pink and a bright shade of red
Now I don't know what happened and I sure wish I did
Cause there were two shades of lipstick on my neck
Went on down the hallway to clear my head some more
A pyramid of beer cans were on my kitchen floor
Don't know how I made such an awful mess
Who's that guy sleeping under my table in some women's dress
Repeat Chorus
I saw a letter on the nightstand and I still didn't have a clue
Till I read p.s. my twin sister liked you too.
Repeat Chorus
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| Leave My Country Alone |
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Written by: Stephen Cochran, Jim Allison and Stephanie McKenna
1ST VERSE:
They said I'd sell more music, with painted on blue jeans
They said I could cross over, but man that just ain't me
I told'em thank you kindly, now I know what your all about
Cause I'm all about the music I'm not into selling out.
CHORUS:
I love smoking honky tonks, Waylon, Cash, And Bobby Bear
Soco and lime on a Saturday night, outlaw music in the air
No I wont knock zz top but country is my home
You can mix your rock with rap and pop, but leave my country alone
2ND VERSE:
Three shots later at the cheatin heart bar
I saw her in a corner booth; she sang all the words to Ol' Hanks songs
She was pretty an that's the truth
When I looked into her rebel blue eyes, I knew we were the same
She said I like you an your ol' guitar and don't you ever change
REPEAT CHORUS
Instrumental
REPEAT CHORUS |
| Everything We Knew |
Written by: Prentiss Varnon and Brian Trees She's in a pile of faded photographs With her smile, it's one thing I liked the best I asked myself, will it ever be the same Cause now she answers to another man's name But as the feeling passes, I feel I'm doin well And then a memory catches with the pain of all I've felt Chorus Then I see them and I'm barely breathing I reach out my hand there's nothing I can do I want to hold her and cry on her shoulder But I know she's gone with everything we knew Sat here too long with this glass and cigarette With each one gone brings on more regret Trying to find my way through the smoke and the tears Trying to replace her to cover up my fears Well I know she's moved on and she's doing good But I know he'll be there and love her like I should Repeat Chours What I'm thinking, might not be right But I can't fight the way that I feel tonight Repeat Chorus |
| Thinkin' I'm Drinkin' |
| Written by: Stephen Cochran, Marc (Butter) Fortney, CHANCE 1st verse: Well, Monday through Thursday I'm as good as it gets Nine to five workin's got me broker than '. Shouldn't really worry bout the bills I can't pay The weekend is on it's way. Friday, 4:20, and I'm still at my desk 40 minutes of sobriety is all I've got left But when I hear that whistle singin' I'm thinkin' CHORUS: I'm thinkin I'm drinkin Deeper in the bottle I'm sinkin' It's the same old tradition every weekend The sotally tober state of mind I'm leavin I 'm thinkin I'm drinkin 2ND verse: It's Saturday noon, and I finally wake up Who's this girl beside me, and where the hell is my truck I took a look at her and man I'm in luck At least she's finer than the girl last week that I '.. Forget about your problems let your worries slip away Bud just makes you wiser every sip that you take Jim and Jack will have your back and so will Jose And I'm Thinkin'.Well' REPEAT CHORUS: guitar solo/bass solo/banjo solo/keys solo/drums solo Ya'll keep drinkin' now'. Have one on me. |
| Love Her Like a River |
| Written by: Anne Reeves/Kimberly Anne Mclean (VERSE) She's a mystery in motion, unpredictable sometimes When you think you finally understand she changes her mind She's flooded with emotion and she carries you away To places you have never been and words could never say If you're the lucky one she's with then take her as she is (CHORUS) Love her like a river, let her run wild and free Give her strong arms to hold her when the waters get too deep She's powerful and true, she'll fill up every part of you Love her like a river (VERSE) She's a drink of cool clear water from a gentle mountain stream She can sail you through the rapids to an ocean full of dreams There's no way you'll ever tame her, you can ask me how I know Cause I used to love someone like that but I had to watch her go So this is my advice, with everything you feel inside (REPEAT CHORUS) (TAG) Love her like a river |
| Old School |
| Written by: Prentiss Varnon and Kevin Coleman A simple man in this modern age Yeah it might look like I'm a little out of place With this generation all about the here and now Move so fast they never take a good look around Everybody's worried about progress Well that's not how I measure my success I'm not telling you the way it should be I just know what works for folks like me Chorus I grew up with callus on my hands A way of life some folks don't understand Cause I pray at every meal and follow the golden rule Yes sir, yes ma'am, educated old school People say how times have changed Well I'm not living like it was yesterday All I'm saying is what I've learned I won't forget So what you see is what you get Repeat Chorus There'll be temptation down the road But I'll remember what daddy told me He said son you gotta play it how you feel And just always keep it real Repeat Chours |
| Angel Choir |
| Written by: Mark Melloan There's a piano now in the angel choir Playing all the grace notes in Georgia on my mind Singing How I once was lost, and I once was blind Can't you see Ray playing, swaying side to side There's a guitar now on the holy ground He's a country gentleman with a Nashville sound And the grandest Opry house any eyes have seen Can't you hear Chet's fingers playing golden strings Chorus And the angel choir sings holy, holy where the circle is unbroken Sinners and saints will sing Amazing Grace In voices bright and clear'listen---you might hear the Angel Choir There's a rambling man in the angel band, He's a Texas outlaw and a highway man But Waylon is one of them now, a rider in the sky Can't you hear him whisper, 'Hank, I see the light.' There's a low note in the angel choir Singin Hallelujah and the Ring of Fire, At the gates of heaven now, there's a pile of black Can't you see those big bright wings on Johnny's back Repeat Chorus Lord, when I come home, and I touch your hand, Will you fill my voice with song, can I join the band Until I lay these troubles down, fill my heart with fire And I pray some day I'll join the Angel Choir |
| When A Hero Falls |
| Bonus Track |
