We’re going all in tonight, raise your glass to the ceiling.
Neon lights and damn good times and that’s what I’m feeling.
Take out the keys, unlock the door and we ain’t stopping ‘till we hit the floor.
We’re going all in, all in tonight.
Well, it looks like a country party, everybody grab somebody,
Short or tall, fat or thin, everybody’s all in.
Gonna have a whole damn redneck throw down,
A shot for shot, showdown, right here in the old town.
Do you wanna dance a little two step to the field?
Get your drink on, ‘cause tonight is the night you’ve been waiting for,
Hit the floor, bartender, one more, I think I’ll never go in.
We’re going all in tonight, raise your glass to the ceiling.
Neon lights and damn good times and that’s what I’m feeling.
Take out the keys, unlock the door and we ain’t stopping ‘till we hit the floor.
We’re going all in, all in tonight.
Well, it’s too late, oh, well, my buddy, he’s gonna tell, the whole crowd is in, tonight you know how we do,
It’s just another weekend hanging with my loudy friends, Jack, Jim, all in, full or half, all in,
Everybody’s somebody, this is that one party gonna talk about it for the rest of the year.
Get a beer, sip some shine, grab my girl, but not mine, everything will be fine if you just sing along.
We’re going all in tonight, raise your glass to the ceiling.
Neon lights and damn good times and that’s what I’m feeling.
Take out the keys, unlock the door and we ain’t stopping ‘till we hit the floor.
We’re going all in, all in tonight.
We’re going all in tonight, raise your glass to the ceiling.
Neon lights and damn good times and that’s what I’m feeling.
Take out the keys, unlock the door and we ain’t stopping ‘till we hit the floor.
We’re going all in, all in tonight.
We’re going all in, all in tonight.
Ain't Out Of The Woods lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Montgomery Gentry)
I move to the big city, to make a little bit of money, then get back home.
Now here I am living in a little sub-division, surrounded by steel and stone.
I’ve got a neighbor, he's a lawyer, his wife could be his daughter, he don’t know what to think of me.
‘cause I sight my bow on a styrofoam doe, I'm 'bout a whole lot of eighteen green.
‘cause I ain’t out of the woods yet, still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey, y’all, and I reckon so, wear the mossy oak from head to toe
It's cornfed, cornbread, country as a boy can get
No, I ain’t out, ain’t out of the woods, yet.
Oh, I’m a little hell, baby.
I’ve got a manicure lawn and a concrete pond where my buddies all like to hang
We fire up the smoke and get some pretty girls over crank the hank, I’ll let her shake that thang.
And when the moon goes rising and the skeeters start to bite, all the neighbors is turning in.
We be breaking out the shine in it's hell yeah time ‘till the sun comes up again.
‘cause I ain’t out of the woods, yet, still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey, y’all, and I reckon so, wear the mossy oak from head to toe
It's cornfed, cornbread, country as a boy can get
No, I ain’t out, ain’t out of the woods, yet.
Country of the conway, sweet tea all day, if you don’t know what I mean.
I be sipping on some shine, putting clothes on the line, eating corn bread and buttered beans.
‘cause I ain’t out of the woods, yet, still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey, y’all, and I reckon so, wear mossy oak from my head to toe
It's cornfed, cornbread, country as a boy can get
No, I ain’t out, ain’t out of the woods, yet.
Now here I am living in a little sub-division, surrounded by steel and stone.
I’ve got a neighbor, he's a lawyer, his wife could be his daughter, he don’t know what to think of me.
‘cause I sight my bow on a styrofoam doe, I'm 'bout a whole lot of eighteen green.
‘cause I ain’t out of the woods yet, still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey, y’all, and I reckon so, wear the mossy oak from head to toe
It's cornfed, cornbread, country as a boy can get
No, I ain’t out, ain’t out of the woods, yet.
Oh, I’m a little hell, baby.
I’ve got a manicure lawn and a concrete pond where my buddies all like to hang
We fire up the smoke and get some pretty girls over crank the hank, I’ll let her shake that thang.
And when the moon goes rising and the skeeters start to bite, all the neighbors is turning in.
We be breaking out the shine in it's hell yeah time ‘till the sun comes up again.
‘cause I ain’t out of the woods, yet, still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey, y’all, and I reckon so, wear the mossy oak from head to toe
It's cornfed, cornbread, country as a boy can get
No, I ain’t out, ain’t out of the woods, yet.
Country of the conway, sweet tea all day, if you don’t know what I mean.
I be sipping on some shine, putting clothes on the line, eating corn bread and buttered beans.
‘cause I ain’t out of the woods, yet, still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey, y’all, and I reckon so, wear mossy oak from my head to toe
It's cornfed, cornbread, country as a boy can get
No, I ain’t out, ain’t out of the woods, yet.
Lucky lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Jonathan Singleton)
I'd rather be lucky than good.
Duggin' that lightning south paw, dialin' in on that power ball,
Raising my pick-up truck with a train.
Hooking into a big bass, making me some of cool outcasts,
The way I'm living ain't hard to explain.
I'd rather be lucky than good,
Tough than pretty,
Rockin' in the country than rollin' in the city.
Spend my life rolling them dice,
Instead of living like everybody says I should.
I'd rather be lucky, rather be lucky than good.
Staying at home last night, wonder on a red light,
Knowing when to go all in.
Coming up with the right line, picking up one that's so fine,
Ain't got no business talking to a ten.
I'd rather be lucky than good,
Tough than pretty,
Rockin' in the country than rollin' in the city.
Spending my life rollin' them dice,
Instead of living like everybody says I should.
I'd rather be lucky, rather be lucky than good.
I'd rather be lucky than good,
Country than hood,
Any ol' out bailin' hay,
Fixin' my truck, gettin' it stuck,
Covered in mud, ice cold Bud.
Wettin' that line, sippin' that shine,
Eatin' fried chicken, guitar pickin'
(Give it to 'em)
(Now crank it up)
Hey, do you like the way
Colt Ford is thumping
Got the stereo pumping.
Hey, do you like the way
Cold Ford is pumping
Got the girls all jumpin'
I'd rather be lucky than good,
Tough than pretty,
Rockin' in the country than rollin' in the city.
Spending my life rollin' them dice,
Instead of living like everybody says I should.
I'd rather be lucky, rather be lucky than good.
Hey, do you like the way
Colt Ford is thumping
Got the stereo pumping.
Hey, do you like the way
Cold Ford is pumping
Got the girls all jumpin'
Duggin' that lightning south paw, dialin' in on that power ball,
Raising my pick-up truck with a train.
Hooking into a big bass, making me some of cool outcasts,
The way I'm living ain't hard to explain.
I'd rather be lucky than good,
Tough than pretty,
Rockin' in the country than rollin' in the city.
Spend my life rolling them dice,
Instead of living like everybody says I should.
I'd rather be lucky, rather be lucky than good.
Staying at home last night, wonder on a red light,
Knowing when to go all in.
Coming up with the right line, picking up one that's so fine,
Ain't got no business talking to a ten.
I'd rather be lucky than good,
Tough than pretty,
Rockin' in the country than rollin' in the city.
Spending my life rollin' them dice,
Instead of living like everybody says I should.
I'd rather be lucky, rather be lucky than good.
I'd rather be lucky than good,
Country than hood,
Any ol' out bailin' hay,
Fixin' my truck, gettin' it stuck,
Covered in mud, ice cold Bud.
Wettin' that line, sippin' that shine,
Eatin' fried chicken, guitar pickin'
(Give it to 'em)
(Now crank it up)
Hey, do you like the way
Colt Ford is thumping
Got the stereo pumping.
Hey, do you like the way
Cold Ford is pumping
Got the girls all jumpin'
I'd rather be lucky than good,
Tough than pretty,
Rockin' in the country than rollin' in the city.
Spending my life rollin' them dice,
Instead of living like everybody says I should.
I'd rather be lucky, rather be lucky than good.
Hey, do you like the way
Colt Ford is thumping
Got the stereo pumping.
Hey, do you like the way
Cold Ford is pumping
Got the girls all jumpin'
Back lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Jake Owen)
Back
When life was simple as that
I didn't know I'd miss it so bad
When this whole world had way less worries, nobody in a hurry and back
To mama's home cookin' and dad
Was baitin' my hook and I'm sitting on a tailgate,
Thinking 'bout those days just
Wish I was
Back
When I think about how it used to be, Lord it was so simple then
Dirt-bike and a fishin' pole at a fishin' hole with all my friends
Nothin' better than a BB gun in my backyard just huntin' squirrels
Took a ring from my mama's drawer and gave it to this little girl
Her mama called mine and then my daddy had to have a talk
I remember like yesterday what he said when we took that walk
"Son don't you ever tell no lie, even if the truth burns"
Everyday my mind goes back to all those lessons learned
And I wanna go
Back
When life was simple as that
I didn't know I'd miss it so bad
When this whole world had way less worries, nobody in a hurry and back
To mama's home cookin' and dad
Was baitin' my hook and I'm sitting on a tailgate,
Thinking 'bout those days just
Wish I was
Back
I remember that Texaco that Mr. Logan used to own
They turned in something else and Mr. Logan's long gone
My best friend David, he grew up ridin' in that wheelchair
Thought I'd give a million bucks if that old boy was still here
Ain't it funny how time goes by and memories seem to fade away
They built a parking lot on the baseball field we used to play
That skating ring is closed down, but now I see us back again
I remember those all night skates, very first dates and my old friend
Back
When life was simple as that
I didn't know I'd miss it so bad
When this whole world had way less worries, nobody in a hurry and back
To mama's home cookin' and dad
Was baitin' my hook and I'm sitting on a tailgate,
Thinking 'bout those days just
Wish I was
Back
My dad's gettin' older now but son he's still as tough as ever
Him and my little boy are best friends now, wish it could last forever
My mama is still the one I talk to when I need advice
She never ever let me down
God what will I do when she's not around
Back
When life was simple as that
I didn't know I'd miss it so bad
When this whole world had way less worries, nobody in a hurry and back
To mama's home cookin' and dad
Was baitin' my hook and I'm sitting on a tailgate,
Thinking 'bout those days just
Wish I was
Back
When life was simple as that
I didn't know I'd miss it so bad
When this whole world had way less worries, nobody in a hurry and back
To mama's home cookin' and dad
Was baitin' my hook and I'm sitting on a tailgate,
Thinking 'bout those days just
Wish I was
Back
When I think about how it used to be, Lord it was so simple then
Dirt-bike and a fishin' pole at a fishin' hole with all my friends
Nothin' better than a BB gun in my backyard just huntin' squirrels
Took a ring from my mama's drawer and gave it to this little girl
Her mama called mine and then my daddy had to have a talk
I remember like yesterday what he said when we took that walk
"Son don't you ever tell no lie, even if the truth burns"
Everyday my mind goes back to all those lessons learned
And I wanna go
Back
When life was simple as that
I didn't know I'd miss it so bad
When this whole world had way less worries, nobody in a hurry and back
To mama's home cookin' and dad
Was baitin' my hook and I'm sitting on a tailgate,
Thinking 'bout those days just
Wish I was
Back
I remember that Texaco that Mr. Logan used to own
They turned in something else and Mr. Logan's long gone
My best friend David, he grew up ridin' in that wheelchair
Thought I'd give a million bucks if that old boy was still here
Ain't it funny how time goes by and memories seem to fade away
They built a parking lot on the baseball field we used to play
That skating ring is closed down, but now I see us back again
I remember those all night skates, very first dates and my old friend
Back
When life was simple as that
I didn't know I'd miss it so bad
When this whole world had way less worries, nobody in a hurry and back
To mama's home cookin' and dad
Was baitin' my hook and I'm sitting on a tailgate,
Thinking 'bout those days just
Wish I was
Back
My dad's gettin' older now but son he's still as tough as ever
Him and my little boy are best friends now, wish it could last forever
My mama is still the one I talk to when I need advice
She never ever let me down
God what will I do when she's not around
Back
When life was simple as that
I didn't know I'd miss it so bad
When this whole world had way less worries, nobody in a hurry and back
To mama's home cookin' and dad
Was baitin' my hook and I'm sitting on a tailgate,
Thinking 'bout those days just
Wish I was
Back
Dancin' While Intoxicated (DWI) lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Locash Cowboys And Redneck Social Club)
Yeah, they’re dancing while intoxicated, DWI,
Coozie grippi’ on my drink while I’m gripping on her thigh
Back it in, jack it up, let me see you what you pushing,
Boddy work looking good, and that seat got that cushion.
Ladies, put it in reverse. Fellas, put it in drive,
10& 2 on her hips and let that thang collide.
Ladies, put it in reverse. Fellas, put it in drive,
10& 2 on her hips and let that thang collide.
Bounce, shaking, moving, girl, let me see if you can do it.
Take it to the flow and prove that the large you go I knew it.
Just like Taylor, I’m Swift, baby, and I ain’t mean it’s a gift, baby.
This is my kind of party and I don’t want this night to end.
I’m a cowboy Casanova, just come on over and bring your friends,
I’ll be your honey bee, ‘cause, girl, I think that I need you now.
So shake that thing, ‘cause I’m in the zone, what I think about is get you home.
My Lord, imma duck it down, some moon shine and honkey songs.
Country buzz be country wise, come on, girl, just let me ride.
I hear them voices talking, they’re saying shake it, honey.
There’s a bare foot blue jeans knight and I got that lot of money
That lot of money, lot of money.
Yeah, they’re dancing while intoxicated, DWI,
Coozie grippi’ on my drink while I’m gripping on her thigh
Back it in, jack it up, let me see you what you pushing,
Boddy work looking good, and that seat got that cushion.
Ladies, put it in reverse. Fellas, put it in drive,
10& 2 on her hips and let that thang collide.
Ladies, put it in reverse. Fellas, put it in drive,
10& 2 on her hips and let that thang collide.
It’s getting real, really hot here, ass, tits is bouncing and we like cold beer
Switch it back up, girl, shake the rear. Now plan the dance floor like an old John Deer.
Ride it in the club, let the game down tight, got two bunch of hotties, wanna do it all night.
All night, that’s right, so turn on them lights. It’s the wild wide west.
Don’t need to be peak, cause the own depart, two shot at crown, let’s take it to the car.
Got the camera phone out like the video stores, going hard.
Drop it, spin it, the dance floor is yours, kick it.
Got a drink in my hand and I don’t care what they’re saying,
Gonna make that booty bounce, bounce, bounce
Gonna make that booty bounce, bounce, bounce.
Yeah, they’re dancing while intoxicated, DWI,
Coozie grippi’ on my drink while I’m gripping on her thigh
Back it in, jack it up, let me see you what you pushing,
Boddy work looking good, and that seat got that cushion.
Ladies, put it in reverse. Fellas, put it in drive,
10& 2 on her hips and let that thang collide.
Ladies, put it in reverse. Fellas, put it in drive,
10& 2 on her hips and let that thang collide.
Okay, shots, shots, shots.
Kick it, falls, remember it, drops, drops, drops.
Go get it, country really, hot, hot, hot.
Wanna see you on the floor, let me show you what we’ve got.
Colt Ford, low cash, rednecks, social club.
Colt Ford, low cash, rednecks, social club.
Colt Ford, low cash, rednecks, social club.
It's All lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Jeffrey Steele)
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
It’s all headlights, it’s all Friday nights,
It’s all football, it’s all hey y’all,
It’s all muscle car, it’s all shitty bar,
It’s all honkey thongs, it’s all but donkey dong,
k-dong, k-dong, k-dong, k-dong.
It’s all John Deere, it’s all cold beer,
It’s all Jim Dean, it’s all home team,
It’s all catfish, it’s all cheese grits,
It’s all cornfield, you know the deal.
Where are you when the time stand still,
Got my heart up in the hills in the middle of the fields,
Where the drinks fly over and the trains pass through
And there’s nothing else to do but do what you do.
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
It’s all big buck, it’s all loud truck,
It’s all kung dog, we eat the whole whole,
It’s all yes mam, it’s all no sir,
It’s all laid back, it’s all hard work,
It’s all have fun, it’s get your bail run,
It’s all knock down, it’s all never run,
It’s all American, it’s all mainstream,
It’s all Greenwich kitchen, there ain’t no bitcin’.
Where are you when the time stand still,
Got my heart up in the hills in the middle of the fields,
Where the drinks fly over and the trains pass through
And there’s nothing else to do but do what you do.
It’s all scoring, it’s all blue jean,
It’s all gunshot, it’s all work boot,
It’s all Walmart, it’s all car park,
It’s all big dream, it’s all book hard,
It’s all front porch, it’s all rockin’ chair,
It’s all deep fry, it’s all county fare,
It’s all church crowd, it’s all real loud,
It’s all flag fly, it’s all damn proud.
Where are you when the time stand still,
Got my heart up in the hills in the middle of the fields,
Where the drinks fly over and the trains pass through
And there’s nothing else to do but do what you do.
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
It’s all headlights, it’s all Friday nights,
It’s all football, it’s all hey y’all,
It’s all muscle car, it’s all shitty bar,
It’s all honkey thongs, it’s all but donkey dong,
k-dong, k-dong, k-dong, k-dong.
It’s all John Deere, it’s all cold beer,
It’s all Jim Dean, it’s all home team,
It’s all catfish, it’s all cheese grits,
It’s all cornfield, you know the deal.
Where are you when the time stand still,
Got my heart up in the hills in the middle of the fields,
Where the drinks fly over and the trains pass through
And there’s nothing else to do but do what you do.
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
It’s all big buck, it’s all loud truck,
It’s all kung dog, we eat the whole whole,
It’s all yes mam, it’s all no sir,
It’s all laid back, it’s all hard work,
It’s all have fun, it’s get your bail run,
It’s all knock down, it’s all never run,
It’s all American, it’s all mainstream,
It’s all Greenwich kitchen, there ain’t no bitcin’.
Where are you when the time stand still,
Got my heart up in the hills in the middle of the fields,
Where the drinks fly over and the trains pass through
And there’s nothing else to do but do what you do.
It’s all scoring, it’s all blue jean,
It’s all gunshot, it’s all work boot,
It’s all Walmart, it’s all car park,
It’s all big dream, it’s all book hard,
It’s all front porch, it’s all rockin’ chair,
It’s all deep fry, it’s all county fare,
It’s all church crowd, it’s all real loud,
It’s all flag fly, it’s all damn proud.
Where are you when the time stand still,
Got my heart up in the hills in the middle of the fields,
Where the drinks fly over and the trains pass through
And there’s nothing else to do but do what you do.
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Boom chick-a boom boom boom
Hugh Damn Right lyrics - Colt Fort (feat. Laura Bell Bundy)
He was jack stacking up them twenty-two ounce cups,
And his eyes were shot redder than the sun coming up,
Half a keg to his name, getting ready for the game,
Everybody knows what he's gonna do
Gonna run around and holla, do you know Hugh?
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Everybody wanna get a little crunk tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Everybody wanna get a little drunk tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Through the beers and the years, never changed his gears,
Every time I ever saw him hell raising yeehawin
Had a big old grin, three sheets to the wind,
'Bout three eighty five, but everybody called him slim.
Asked son, what you been up to?
He said hell, you know me, but do you know Hugh?
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Everybody wanna get a little crunk tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Everybody wanna get a little drunk tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
When I saw that country girl I thought Lord, have mercy, lookey here,
This ain't no whine girl, shes like chasing Jack with beer.
Better get my game on, can't let this one bolt.
She came in here and looked me in the eyes and said, Colt
Do you wanna have a good time, do you wanna have a good time?
Do you wanna have a good time? A really, really good time.
Do you wanna have a good time? I sure do.
I looked her up and down and said:
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Everybody wanna get a little crunk tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Are you Miller? are you Coors? Bud? Or Lime?
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Is it Jack, is it Jim or a moon shine night.
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
If you're tall or off on the floor up tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
And his eyes were shot redder than the sun coming up,
Half a keg to his name, getting ready for the game,
Everybody knows what he's gonna do
Gonna run around and holla, do you know Hugh?
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Everybody wanna get a little crunk tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Everybody wanna get a little drunk tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Through the beers and the years, never changed his gears,
Every time I ever saw him hell raising yeehawin
Had a big old grin, three sheets to the wind,
'Bout three eighty five, but everybody called him slim.
Asked son, what you been up to?
He said hell, you know me, but do you know Hugh?
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Everybody wanna get a little crunk tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Everybody wanna get a little drunk tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
When I saw that country girl I thought Lord, have mercy, lookey here,
This ain't no whine girl, shes like chasing Jack with beer.
Better get my game on, can't let this one bolt.
She came in here and looked me in the eyes and said, Colt
Do you wanna have a good time, do you wanna have a good time?
Do you wanna have a good time? A really, really good time.
Do you wanna have a good time? I sure do.
I looked her up and down and said:
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Everybody wanna get a little crunk tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Do you know Hugh? Do you know Hugh?
Are you Miller? are you Coors? Bud? Or Lime?
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Is it Jack, is it Jim or a moon shine night.
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
If you're tall or off on the floor up tonight,
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Hugh Damn Right, Hugh Damn Right.
Room At The Bar lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Corey Smith)
Look, we just rolled in, me and three of my friends,
Got on my boots and jeans, I’m a redneck king.
Saw Jack and Jim and some good time shine
And then a friend of yours is a friend of mine
All I want is a seat, all I need is a beek,
I live the life like a rhyme, still standing in line.
But that’s alright with me, ‘cause I’m a regular joke.
Don’t wanna be a star, yo, just a part of the show.
Ain’t trying to be cool, won’t suffer the fools,
So it goes, short, funny, you can keep your money.
I keep my truck, you keep your fancy car.
If you’re looking for me I’ll be right at the bar.
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
Plenty of room at the bar,
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place,
It’s plenty of room at the bar.
Cast away on the island of the misfit toys,
I spent my youth taking shit from all the girls and boys
‘till I learned to get along with me, myself and I.
I got soft, ‘cause good boys don’t cry.
They called me a freak, now I’m living up to the label,
I’m hungry as hell and I want my place at the table
So I stop into this high class joint.
Looking for some dinner, but the odds are getting thinner,
Yeah, I’m checking at the lobby, but they say I’m late.
They put my name at the bottom of the chart and say I have to wait
A dress code, who’s that guy over there?
Wearing the T shirt and jeans with all that gel in his hair.
That’s not fair, but I guess it’s just the way that it goes,
If you don’t have reservations, then you better know the host.
Otherwise, be advised, they’ll put you out with the trash,
In the cold, you’ll be begging for scraps.
But I’m not playing that game, I know a place down the street
Where they never judge a brother by the shoes on his feet,
They welcome everybody come from near and far,
There’s always plenty of room at the bar.
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
Plenty of room at the bar,
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place,
It’s plenty of room at the bar.
There’s plenty of room at the bar.
Come on in, grab a seat,
Right here we ain’t bailing people, but you can tap your feet.
Now grab a drink and don’t stress,
We’re gonna treat you like a friend, no matter how you dress.
No matter where you come from, this is where you are,
Don’t swap the grill, sit back and chill,
Everybody here is gonna make you feel like a star.
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
Plenty of room at the bar,
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place,
It’s plenty of room at the bar.
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
Plenty of room at the bar,
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place,
It’s plenty of room at the bar.
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
There’s plenty of room at the bar.
Got on my boots and jeans, I’m a redneck king.
Saw Jack and Jim and some good time shine
And then a friend of yours is a friend of mine
All I want is a seat, all I need is a beek,
I live the life like a rhyme, still standing in line.
But that’s alright with me, ‘cause I’m a regular joke.
Don’t wanna be a star, yo, just a part of the show.
Ain’t trying to be cool, won’t suffer the fools,
So it goes, short, funny, you can keep your money.
I keep my truck, you keep your fancy car.
If you’re looking for me I’ll be right at the bar.
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
Plenty of room at the bar,
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place,
It’s plenty of room at the bar.
Cast away on the island of the misfit toys,
I spent my youth taking shit from all the girls and boys
‘till I learned to get along with me, myself and I.
I got soft, ‘cause good boys don’t cry.
They called me a freak, now I’m living up to the label,
I’m hungry as hell and I want my place at the table
So I stop into this high class joint.
Looking for some dinner, but the odds are getting thinner,
Yeah, I’m checking at the lobby, but they say I’m late.
They put my name at the bottom of the chart and say I have to wait
A dress code, who’s that guy over there?
Wearing the T shirt and jeans with all that gel in his hair.
That’s not fair, but I guess it’s just the way that it goes,
If you don’t have reservations, then you better know the host.
Otherwise, be advised, they’ll put you out with the trash,
In the cold, you’ll be begging for scraps.
But I’m not playing that game, I know a place down the street
Where they never judge a brother by the shoes on his feet,
They welcome everybody come from near and far,
There’s always plenty of room at the bar.
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
Plenty of room at the bar,
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place,
It’s plenty of room at the bar.
There’s plenty of room at the bar.
Come on in, grab a seat,
Right here we ain’t bailing people, but you can tap your feet.
Now grab a drink and don’t stress,
We’re gonna treat you like a friend, no matter how you dress.
No matter where you come from, this is where you are,
Don’t swap the grill, sit back and chill,
Everybody here is gonna make you feel like a star.
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
Plenty of room at the bar,
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place,
It’s plenty of room at the bar.
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
Plenty of room at the bar,
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place,
It’s plenty of room at the bar.
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
There’s plenty of room at the bar,
There’s plenty of room at the bar.
All Of My Tomorrows lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Russell Dickerson)
Friday night, we were hanging out down at the river, everybody just chilling,
It was me and my boys and a whole bunch of girls, love and laugh in that feeling.
Nothing but a good time, Jinny looks so fine, I hear at boys it’s all on me,
Nothing but the blurr, just me and her, lost in the moment, it makes me wanna,
I’d trade all of my tomorrows just to keep on feeling like this,
These moments are better than anything I’m ever gonna miss.
Uh, baby.
Ain’t never gonna miss that, no.
Ain’t never gonna miss that.
Saturday, I woke up, tasted strawberry on my lips.
Man, I ain’t never danced like that, Lord, the girl moves those hips.
Momma’s jelly and the dad is telling me that I should really slow down,
It’s on the night and I’m still a ride, ‘cause this is my time and my town.
I’d trade all of my tomorrows just to keep on feeling like this,
These moments are better than anything I’m ever gonna miss.
Uh, baby.
Ain’t never gonna miss that.
Just when you’re young and all you do is race the sun
And every night you chase the moon,
You pray it doesn’t end too soon.
End too soon.
Saying
I’d trade all of my tomorrows just to keep on feeling like this,
These moments are better than anything I’m ever gonna miss.
I’d trade all of my tomorrows just to keep on feeling like this,
These moments are better than anything I’m ever gonna miss.
I’m never gonna miss that.
Never gonna miss that.
Ain’t never gonna miss that.
I’m never gonna miss that.
Ain’t never gonna miss that.
It was me and my boys and a whole bunch of girls, love and laugh in that feeling.
Nothing but a good time, Jinny looks so fine, I hear at boys it’s all on me,
Nothing but the blurr, just me and her, lost in the moment, it makes me wanna,
I’d trade all of my tomorrows just to keep on feeling like this,
These moments are better than anything I’m ever gonna miss.
Uh, baby.
Ain’t never gonna miss that, no.
Ain’t never gonna miss that.
Saturday, I woke up, tasted strawberry on my lips.
Man, I ain’t never danced like that, Lord, the girl moves those hips.
Momma’s jelly and the dad is telling me that I should really slow down,
It’s on the night and I’m still a ride, ‘cause this is my time and my town.
I’d trade all of my tomorrows just to keep on feeling like this,
These moments are better than anything I’m ever gonna miss.
Uh, baby.
Ain’t never gonna miss that.
Just when you’re young and all you do is race the sun
And every night you chase the moon,
You pray it doesn’t end too soon.
End too soon.
Saying
I’d trade all of my tomorrows just to keep on feeling like this,
These moments are better than anything I’m ever gonna miss.
I’d trade all of my tomorrows just to keep on feeling like this,
These moments are better than anything I’m ever gonna miss.
I’m never gonna miss that.
Never gonna miss that.
Ain’t never gonna miss that.
I’m never gonna miss that.
Ain’t never gonna miss that.
Happy In Hell lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Wanya Morris)
Between happy and hell, that’s where I’m living now,
I really wanna love her, but I just don’t think that I know how.
Can’t give her everything she needs, can’t give her anything I want,
Will it be about what I do? Will it be about what I don’t?
Will it be about what is right? Forget about what is wrong.
Will she love the man I am or the man that sings this damn song?
Don’t know if I’ll ever know the truth, it might not ever show.
But if I never tell the truth, then will she ever know?
Am I her shining light or just her darkest days?
I wonder if she’ll leave, hell, I wonder if she’d stayed.
Oh, God, I’m so confused, is it a lie or truth?
I’m in the crossroads, tell me which one to chose.
Is there a right or wrong? It’s getting hard to tell,
I need to know the price, and sure I’d buy a sale.
God, I really love her, but should I ever tell?
I guess I’ll just live here between happy and Hell.
I'm in a catch twenty-two
Damn, if I don’t damn, if I do
I’m in love with another girl
And I’ve been dreaming in another world
I’ve been living with the devil
While I’m creeping with an angel.
All’s well that ends well,
I guess I’ll be happy in hell.
To face a funny thing and life’s a crazy game,
You got lose all the winners, but everyone’s a sinner.
It’s hard to figure out, it’s like it’s all grey,
Where to say I wanna loss, but, really, who was he?
See, love is complicated, especially if she rated
For the one that never came, tell me who you wanna blame.
Is it the one in the mirror? My vision’s getting clearer.
My thoughts are still blurry, love, will you, please, hurry?
Don’t think that I can take it, love, will we ever make it?
And if I give you my heart, you promise not to break it?
Or maybe I was broke, I think I’m gonna choke,
Our emotions backing up, see, probably stacking up.
I’m looking for an exit, I’m getting boxed in,
The dogs are getting closer, gonna find my fox den.
The truth is on my tongue, I wonder, should I tell
Or maybe just let it lay between happy and Hell?
And when it gets twenty two
Damn, if I don’t damn, if I do
I’m in love with another girl
And I’ve been dreaming in another world
I’ve been living with the devil
While I’m creeping with an angel.
All’s well that ends well,
I guess I’ll be happy in hell.
Seem never getting closer, forever seeming further,
Will I be the one she loves, will I be the one that hurts her?
Oh, God, I can’t take it, her heart, I can’t break it.
So if we run fast, never look back and can we make it?
The truth is looking for us, but love is really screaming.
Is there a chance for us or am I just dreaming?
Is there a right way, is there a wrong path?
Gotta know which way to go, and will I cry or laugh.
My heart is really racing, the truth is still chasing,
I’m so afraid of it, my life is made of it.
Now let you all here, I guess I gotta tell
Which one I’m gonna pick, is it happy or Hell?
And when it gets twenty two
Damn, if I don’t damn, if I do
I’m in love with another girl
And I’ve been dreaming in another world
I’ve been living with the devil
While I’m creeping with an angel.
All’s well that ends well,
I guess I’ll be happy in hell.
I really wanna love her, but I just don’t think that I know how.
Can’t give her everything she needs, can’t give her anything I want,
Will it be about what I do? Will it be about what I don’t?
Will it be about what is right? Forget about what is wrong.
Will she love the man I am or the man that sings this damn song?
Don’t know if I’ll ever know the truth, it might not ever show.
But if I never tell the truth, then will she ever know?
Am I her shining light or just her darkest days?
I wonder if she’ll leave, hell, I wonder if she’d stayed.
Oh, God, I’m so confused, is it a lie or truth?
I’m in the crossroads, tell me which one to chose.
Is there a right or wrong? It’s getting hard to tell,
I need to know the price, and sure I’d buy a sale.
God, I really love her, but should I ever tell?
I guess I’ll just live here between happy and Hell.
I'm in a catch twenty-two
Damn, if I don’t damn, if I do
I’m in love with another girl
And I’ve been dreaming in another world
I’ve been living with the devil
While I’m creeping with an angel.
All’s well that ends well,
I guess I’ll be happy in hell.
To face a funny thing and life’s a crazy game,
You got lose all the winners, but everyone’s a sinner.
It’s hard to figure out, it’s like it’s all grey,
Where to say I wanna loss, but, really, who was he?
See, love is complicated, especially if she rated
For the one that never came, tell me who you wanna blame.
Is it the one in the mirror? My vision’s getting clearer.
My thoughts are still blurry, love, will you, please, hurry?
Don’t think that I can take it, love, will we ever make it?
And if I give you my heart, you promise not to break it?
Or maybe I was broke, I think I’m gonna choke,
Our emotions backing up, see, probably stacking up.
I’m looking for an exit, I’m getting boxed in,
The dogs are getting closer, gonna find my fox den.
The truth is on my tongue, I wonder, should I tell
Or maybe just let it lay between happy and Hell?
And when it gets twenty two
Damn, if I don’t damn, if I do
I’m in love with another girl
And I’ve been dreaming in another world
I’ve been living with the devil
While I’m creeping with an angel.
All’s well that ends well,
I guess I’ll be happy in hell.
Seem never getting closer, forever seeming further,
Will I be the one she loves, will I be the one that hurts her?
Oh, God, I can’t take it, her heart, I can’t break it.
So if we run fast, never look back and can we make it?
The truth is looking for us, but love is really screaming.
Is there a chance for us or am I just dreaming?
Is there a right way, is there a wrong path?
Gotta know which way to go, and will I cry or laugh.
My heart is really racing, the truth is still chasing,
I’m so afraid of it, my life is made of it.
Now let you all here, I guess I gotta tell
Which one I’m gonna pick, is it happy or Hell?
And when it gets twenty two
Damn, if I don’t damn, if I do
I’m in love with another girl
And I’ve been dreaming in another world
I’ve been living with the devil
While I’m creeping with an angel.
All’s well that ends well,
I guess I’ll be happy in hell.
50/50 lyrics - Colt Ford
Fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty.
When you came rolling round, loud and proud,
With your boys talking about all that city slang,
Act like we don’t know a thing,
Just like we’re some backwards rejects, belly ride a bad chick
Last fishing, cousin kissing, nothing but a bunch of rednecks.
I’m about to let you know, son, we was raised on these shotguns
And none of us ever gonna back down, we’re proud of being smacked down.
Reddels too, we’re closed before you keep running that lip,
‘cause there’s a fifty-fifty chance that you might get your ass whipped.
Fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty.
Let me tell you how it’s going down, all up in here,
Everybody know just who you is, momma, daddy and your kids,
Seen you at the Walmart, caught you over about the deary queen,
Called your wife about an hour ago, said you sat in a bar with Joeline.
Now you’re talking crazy, talk son, drugers in your heart, they walk, son.
Tell ‘em there’s you the big cheese, momma gonna knock you to your knees.
If you go home and tell that country girl that bullshit, there’s a fifty-fifty chance that you might get your ass whipped.
Fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty.
When you came rolling round, loud and proud,
With your boys talking about all that city slang,
Act like we don’t know a thing,
Just like we’re some backwards rejects, belly ride a bad chick
Last fishing, cousin kissing, nothing but a bunch of rednecks.
I’m about to let you know, son, we was raised on these shotguns
And none of us ever gonna back down, we’re proud of being smacked down.
Reddels too, we’re closed before you keep running that lip,
‘cause there’s a fifty-fifty chance that you might get your ass whipped.
Fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty.
Let me tell you how it’s going down, all up in here,
Everybody know just who you is, momma, daddy and your kids,
Seen you at the Walmart, caught you over about the deary queen,
Called your wife about an hour ago, said you sat in a bar with Joeline.
Now you’re talking crazy, talk son, drugers in your heart, they walk, son.
Tell ‘em there’s you the big cheese, momma gonna knock you to your knees.
If you go home and tell that country girl that bullshit, there’s a fifty-fifty chance that you might get your ass whipped.
Fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty, fifty-fifty.
Way Too Early lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Darius Rucker)
You said you gotta go, go ahead, girl,
Go ahead and break my heart.
Oh, I know you gotta leave,
You probably should before we take this thing too far.
But I’d been having such a good time,
Girl, I know I need to get you back.
But when you’re having such a good time
It’s kind of easy to get on track.
Somehow the rain comes way too early,
Somehow “it’s over” comes way too soon,
‘cause it feels like we just got here,
I sure hate to waste the big all movie
At all these stars, you in my arms is right where you’re supposed to be.
Sometimes rain comes way too early for me.
So climb over here, slow down over over here next to me,
Now you gotta get closer, I get alone so with you all the way across the sea.
No we’re pulling off the driveway, I see the headlights in your house.
Girl, I miss you, already, and you ain’t even got out.
Somehow the rain comes way too early,
Somehow “it’s over” comes way too soon,
‘cause it feels like we just got here,
I sure hate to waste the big all movie
At all these stars, you in my arms is right where you’re supposed to be.
Sometimes rain comes way too early for me.
Missing good night, sure it’s taught,
And one more kiss just ain’t enough
Somehow the rain comes way too early,
Somehow “it’s over” comes way too soon,
‘cause it feels like we just got here,
I sure hate to waste the big all movie
At all these stars, you in my arms is right where you’re supposed to be.
Sometimes rain comes way too early for me.
Way too early for me.
Way too early for me.
Go ahead and break my heart.
Oh, I know you gotta leave,
You probably should before we take this thing too far.
But I’d been having such a good time,
Girl, I know I need to get you back.
But when you’re having such a good time
It’s kind of easy to get on track.
Somehow the rain comes way too early,
Somehow “it’s over” comes way too soon,
‘cause it feels like we just got here,
I sure hate to waste the big all movie
At all these stars, you in my arms is right where you’re supposed to be.
Sometimes rain comes way too early for me.
So climb over here, slow down over over here next to me,
Now you gotta get closer, I get alone so with you all the way across the sea.
No we’re pulling off the driveway, I see the headlights in your house.
Girl, I miss you, already, and you ain’t even got out.
Somehow the rain comes way too early,
Somehow “it’s over” comes way too soon,
‘cause it feels like we just got here,
I sure hate to waste the big all movie
At all these stars, you in my arms is right where you’re supposed to be.
Sometimes rain comes way too early for me.
Missing good night, sure it’s taught,
And one more kiss just ain’t enough
Somehow the rain comes way too early,
Somehow “it’s over” comes way too soon,
‘cause it feels like we just got here,
I sure hate to waste the big all movie
At all these stars, you in my arms is right where you’re supposed to be.
Sometimes rain comes way too early for me.
Way too early for me.
Way too early for me.
Angels & Demons lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Lamar Williams, Jr)
I remember Sunday morning getting up when I's a kid,
Heading down towards that steeple, that's what folks back then did,
We'd sing all five uh them verses from Amazing Grace,
Then daddy'd drop hard earned money in the offerin' plate.
After Sunday school it was Davis brother's chicken,
Tea was sweeter than molasses, funny how time passes.
Never knew back then how my life would be now,
How far I'd wander off that narrow road I went down.
[Choral singing:] "What A Friend We Have In Jesus"
Don't know where I'm going or where it's all gone,
Sometimes I feel like I sold my soul for a song.
I'm surrounded by all of these six string dreams,
Standing in the spot line and can't see a thing.
I'm sick and damn tired of all the hustlin' and schemin'
I'd give it all up to get back to even.
I'm looking around for something I can still believe in,
I'm dreaming of angels, but living with demons.
I think about my life now and what it used to be,
Now that I've seen behind the curtain, nothin's new to me.
I know some fallen angels tried to take me down
And I've got a few good time buddies, whiskey bent and hell bound.
Another sleepless night with a rock guitar,
It's screaming in my veins, 'bout to drive me insane.
But I woke up Sunday morning to the church's bells ringing
And somewhere in my heart there's still a choir singing.
[Choral singing:] "What A Friend We Have In Jesus"
Don't know where I'm going or where it's all gone,
Sometimes I feel like I sold my soul for a song.
I'm surrounded by all of these six string dreams,
Standing in the spot line and can't see a thing.
I'm sick and damn tired of all the hustlin' and schemin'
I'd give it all up to get back to even.
I'm looking around for something I can still believe in,
I'm dreaming of angels, but living with demons.
Hey, how you doing?
I know it's been a while.
I've been running crazy, and that ain't really no excuse, but
This whole world is running crazy,
People killing each other, fighting wars,
We forgot about You and a lot of places
And the truth is, we still really need You,
I really need You.
So I promise I won't stay away so long next time.
I'll be back sooner than later.
Thanks for always carrying me when I was too weak to walk.
Well, I gotta get out of here, but I'll talk to You again soon.
Thanks, God.
Heading down towards that steeple, that's what folks back then did,
We'd sing all five uh them verses from Amazing Grace,
Then daddy'd drop hard earned money in the offerin' plate.
After Sunday school it was Davis brother's chicken,
Tea was sweeter than molasses, funny how time passes.
Never knew back then how my life would be now,
How far I'd wander off that narrow road I went down.
[Choral singing:] "What A Friend We Have In Jesus"
Don't know where I'm going or where it's all gone,
Sometimes I feel like I sold my soul for a song.
I'm surrounded by all of these six string dreams,
Standing in the spot line and can't see a thing.
I'm sick and damn tired of all the hustlin' and schemin'
I'd give it all up to get back to even.
I'm looking around for something I can still believe in,
I'm dreaming of angels, but living with demons.
I think about my life now and what it used to be,
Now that I've seen behind the curtain, nothin's new to me.
I know some fallen angels tried to take me down
And I've got a few good time buddies, whiskey bent and hell bound.
Another sleepless night with a rock guitar,
It's screaming in my veins, 'bout to drive me insane.
But I woke up Sunday morning to the church's bells ringing
And somewhere in my heart there's still a choir singing.
[Choral singing:] "What A Friend We Have In Jesus"
Don't know where I'm going or where it's all gone,
Sometimes I feel like I sold my soul for a song.
I'm surrounded by all of these six string dreams,
Standing in the spot line and can't see a thing.
I'm sick and damn tired of all the hustlin' and schemin'
I'd give it all up to get back to even.
I'm looking around for something I can still believe in,
I'm dreaming of angels, but living with demons.
Hey, how you doing?
I know it's been a while.
I've been running crazy, and that ain't really no excuse, but
This whole world is running crazy,
People killing each other, fighting wars,
We forgot about You and a lot of places
And the truth is, we still really need You,
I really need You.
So I promise I won't stay away so long next time.
I'll be back sooner than later.
Thanks for always carrying me when I was too weak to walk.
Well, I gotta get out of here, but I'll talk to You again soon.
Thanks, God.
Country Thang lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Eric Church)
Shotgun shack on the edge of town
It's where I'll be when the sun goes down
Big money, bird dog barkin' out back
Wouldn't trade him in for a Cadillac
County wanna pave my old dirt road
Went to the courthouse, said "Hell no"
It's a country thang, it's a fish on a string
Mary Jane chompin' on a chicken wing
It's a tire swing on a riverbank
It's the way we talk, it's the way we sing
It's either in your blood or it ain't
It's a country thang
Known my girl since she was fourteen
She's the first runner up to the Hard Candy Cotton Queen
She was raised on cornbread, purple hull peas
She turns 'em heads at the feed 'n seed
She rides in the middle of my four-wheel drive
Got a honey hole way back in the pines
It's a country thang, it's some cutoff jeans
Paintin' her toes on a porch swing
Sweet like sugar cane, come a good rain
Make a little love while the tin roof sings
It's either in your blood or it ain't
It's a country thang
It's a country thang, barefoot and crazy
Fried green tomatoes and sawmill gravy
Takin' pride in workin' hard for a livin'
Pray before meals, it feels good givin'
Back to the needy, greedy's not us
Thank God for it, even if it ain't much
That's how we does it down here in the mud
What else can I say, y'all, it's in my blood
It's either in your blood or it ain't
That's how we does it 'round here
It's either in your blood or it ain't
C'mon, y'all
It's a country thang
It's a country thang
It's a country thang
It's just a country thang
It's where I'll be when the sun goes down
Big money, bird dog barkin' out back
Wouldn't trade him in for a Cadillac
County wanna pave my old dirt road
Went to the courthouse, said "Hell no"
It's a country thang, it's a fish on a string
Mary Jane chompin' on a chicken wing
It's a tire swing on a riverbank
It's the way we talk, it's the way we sing
It's either in your blood or it ain't
It's a country thang
Known my girl since she was fourteen
She's the first runner up to the Hard Candy Cotton Queen
She was raised on cornbread, purple hull peas
She turns 'em heads at the feed 'n seed
She rides in the middle of my four-wheel drive
Got a honey hole way back in the pines
It's a country thang, it's some cutoff jeans
Paintin' her toes on a porch swing
Sweet like sugar cane, come a good rain
Make a little love while the tin roof sings
It's either in your blood or it ain't
It's a country thang
It's a country thang, barefoot and crazy
Fried green tomatoes and sawmill gravy
Takin' pride in workin' hard for a livin'
Pray before meals, it feels good givin'
Back to the needy, greedy's not us
Thank God for it, even if it ain't much
That's how we does it down here in the mud
What else can I say, y'all, it's in my blood
It's either in your blood or it ain't
That's how we does it 'round here
It's either in your blood or it ain't
C'mon, y'all
It's a country thang
It's a country thang
It's a country thang
It's just a country thang
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