Thanks For Listening lyrics - The Game (feat. Daniel Lee)
That six string dreams when I was a kid
Playing in the air guitar wishing I was a star
Just wanted a chance to stand up here
And play a few songs for ya all
Now when I look out and see all these smiles
After all these shows and all these miles
There's a feeling in my soul that makes it all worth
And I wanna say: Thanks! Thanks for listening
So just raise your beer let me hear you cheer
To all those friends that I'm missing
And I wanna say: Thanks for coming out tonight
You gotta sing along to your favorite song
and I hope ya all got a good time
And I wanna say: Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks for listening
It ain't los on me that you made your choice
To love my songs and hear my voice
The Facebook nation call the radio station
Try to get all colt a few spin
Now speaking from the heart which is all I know
Every single night, every single show
Time to give thanks where thanks are due
You all more than fans you're my friends too
Thanks! Thanks for listening
So just raise your beer let me hear you cheer
To all those friends that I'm missing
And I wanna say: Thanks for coming out tonight
You gotta sing along to your favorite song and I hope ya all got a good time
I wanna say: Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na, thanks,
Thanks for listening
Na-na-na Na-na-na Na-na-na Na-na-na
Na-na-na Na-na-na Na-na-na Na-na-na
To my friends o Twitter try to find a babysitter
Girls car broke down and you gotta go get her
And all you gotta do is make it to the show
I wanna say: Thanks! Thanks for listening
So just raise your beer let me hear you cheer
To all those friends that I'm missing
And I wanna say: Thanks for coming out tonight
You gotta sing along to your favorite song and I hope ya all got a good time
I wanna say: Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na, thanks,
Thanks for listening
Thanks for listening
Thanks for listening
The fans make us how we are
You all the music
Thank ya all!
Thanks for listening!
Playing in the air guitar wishing I was a star
Just wanted a chance to stand up here
And play a few songs for ya all
Now when I look out and see all these smiles
After all these shows and all these miles
There's a feeling in my soul that makes it all worth
And I wanna say: Thanks! Thanks for listening
So just raise your beer let me hear you cheer
To all those friends that I'm missing
And I wanna say: Thanks for coming out tonight
You gotta sing along to your favorite song
and I hope ya all got a good time
And I wanna say: Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks for listening
It ain't los on me that you made your choice
To love my songs and hear my voice
The Facebook nation call the radio station
Try to get all colt a few spin
Now speaking from the heart which is all I know
Every single night, every single show
Time to give thanks where thanks are due
You all more than fans you're my friends too
Thanks! Thanks for listening
So just raise your beer let me hear you cheer
To all those friends that I'm missing
And I wanna say: Thanks for coming out tonight
You gotta sing along to your favorite song and I hope ya all got a good time
I wanna say: Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na, thanks,
Thanks for listening
Na-na-na Na-na-na Na-na-na Na-na-na
Na-na-na Na-na-na Na-na-na Na-na-na
To my friends o Twitter try to find a babysitter
Girls car broke down and you gotta go get her
And all you gotta do is make it to the show
I wanna say: Thanks! Thanks for listening
So just raise your beer let me hear you cheer
To all those friends that I'm missing
And I wanna say: Thanks for coming out tonight
You gotta sing along to your favorite song and I hope ya all got a good time
I wanna say: Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na
Thanks! Na-na-na, thanks,
Thanks for listening
Thanks for listening
Thanks for listening
The fans make us how we are
You all the music
Thank ya all!
Thanks for listening!
She's Like lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Keith Urban)
Man she's... she's like everything you've ever.. you've ever dreamed of
She's so perfectly imperfect
Watch the way she works it
Blowing like a summer breeze
Sweeter than a georgia peach
She's like rollin with the top down
Every little small town
Even in the big city
Everywhere you look around
She's like a free round of drinks at my favourite bar
She's like a new set of strings on my old guitar
She's like a pedal to the medal in my muscle car
She's a wide open road
She's like a hit song on the radio
And I cant escape her everywhere that I go
Shes got me singing along when she comes on
Her memory moves me all night long
She's with me everywhere that I go
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She's like (my favourite song like)
She's like (you know my song like)
She's like (I sing along like)
She
She's like hotter than the summer sun
An angel ridin shotgun
A devil in a sundress
Sweet and sexy hot mess
She's a carolina sun rise
California sunset
She's anything you want, man
She's like a free round of drinks at my favourite bar
She's like a new set of strings on my old guitar
She's like a pedal to the medal in my muscle car
She's a wide open road (so let's roll)
She's like a hit song on the radio
And i cant escape her everywhere that I go
Shes got me singing along when she comes on
Her memory moves me all night long
She's with me everywhere that I go
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She keeps the party going all night long
If you know what i mean, then you can sing along
She keeps the party going all night long
And if you know what i mean, then you can sing along, sing along!
1, 2
She's like a
She's like a hit song on the radio
And i can't escape her everywhere that I go
Shes got me singing along when she comes on
Her memory moves me all night long
She's with me everywhere that I go
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She's like (my favourite song like)
She's like (you know my song like)
She's like (I sing along like)
She
She's so perfectly imperfect
Watch the way she works it
Blowing like a summer breeze
Sweeter than a georgia peach
She's like rollin with the top down
Every little small town
Even in the big city
Everywhere you look around
She's like a free round of drinks at my favourite bar
She's like a new set of strings on my old guitar
She's like a pedal to the medal in my muscle car
She's a wide open road
She's like a hit song on the radio
And I cant escape her everywhere that I go
Shes got me singing along when she comes on
Her memory moves me all night long
She's with me everywhere that I go
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She's like (my favourite song like)
She's like (you know my song like)
She's like (I sing along like)
She
She's like hotter than the summer sun
An angel ridin shotgun
A devil in a sundress
Sweet and sexy hot mess
She's a carolina sun rise
California sunset
She's anything you want, man
She's like a free round of drinks at my favourite bar
She's like a new set of strings on my old guitar
She's like a pedal to the medal in my muscle car
She's a wide open road (so let's roll)
She's like a hit song on the radio
And i cant escape her everywhere that I go
Shes got me singing along when she comes on
Her memory moves me all night long
She's with me everywhere that I go
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She keeps the party going all night long
If you know what i mean, then you can sing along
She keeps the party going all night long
And if you know what i mean, then you can sing along, sing along!
1, 2
She's like a
She's like a hit song on the radio
And i can't escape her everywhere that I go
Shes got me singing along when she comes on
Her memory moves me all night long
She's with me everywhere that I go
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She's got me singing like woah oh oh oh oh oh
She's like (my favourite song like)
She's like (you know my song like)
She's like (I sing along like)
She
Cut Em All lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Willie Robertson)
You boys are ready in the woods?
That's right
We cut them all, yeah
Yeah, we're talking shotguns
We cut them all, yeah
Country boys don't never run
We cut them all, yeah
If it flies, it flies
We cut them all, yeah
Country side, this is how we're living
They call me Colt Ford, a red neck boy from down in the South
I pray for the good Lord
To give me a chance and run my mind
I stop trucks and living
Every day we work and pray
Look up at the red neck, what he would give
I rock that camel fashion
The good old boys I was on the move
We got the world asking
Why it is that we do what we do?
We love the outdoors
We got family, faith and friends
This is the red neck's approval
And you stay that way until the very end
We cut them all, yeah
Yeah, we're talking shotguns
We cut them all, yeah
Country boys don't never run
We cut them all, yeah
If it flies, it flies
We cut them all, yeah
Country side, this is how we're living
They call me Boss Hog
Yeah I do it doggie style
Son I do it truck style
It's great to get dirty
Love to get a little mud on me
Yeah, this is just the way we wanted
It's just a family deal
That's how we get a deal
If you don't know
You better ask somebody
This is how our country lives
Red hair can't respect some tears
We're after that
Man, I know the deal
We cut them all, yeah
Yeah, we're talking shotguns
We cut them all, yeah
Country boys don't never run
We cut them all, yeah
If it flies, it flies
We cut them all, yeah
Country side, this is how we live our lives
Yeah, we're talkin' shot guns
Country boys don't never run
If it flies, it flies
Country side, this is how we live our lives
That's right
We cut them all, yeah
Yeah, we're talking shotguns
We cut them all, yeah
Country boys don't never run
We cut them all, yeah
If it flies, it flies
We cut them all, yeah
Country side, this is how we're living
They call me Colt Ford, a red neck boy from down in the South
I pray for the good Lord
To give me a chance and run my mind
I stop trucks and living
Every day we work and pray
Look up at the red neck, what he would give
I rock that camel fashion
The good old boys I was on the move
We got the world asking
Why it is that we do what we do?
We love the outdoors
We got family, faith and friends
This is the red neck's approval
And you stay that way until the very end
We cut them all, yeah
Yeah, we're talking shotguns
We cut them all, yeah
Country boys don't never run
We cut them all, yeah
If it flies, it flies
We cut them all, yeah
Country side, this is how we're living
They call me Boss Hog
Yeah I do it doggie style
Son I do it truck style
It's great to get dirty
Love to get a little mud on me
Yeah, this is just the way we wanted
It's just a family deal
That's how we get a deal
If you don't know
You better ask somebody
This is how our country lives
Red hair can't respect some tears
We're after that
Man, I know the deal
We cut them all, yeah
Yeah, we're talking shotguns
We cut them all, yeah
Country boys don't never run
We cut them all, yeah
If it flies, it flies
We cut them all, yeah
Country side, this is how we live our lives
Yeah, we're talkin' shot guns
Country boys don't never run
If it flies, it flies
Country side, this is how we live our lives
The High Life lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Chase Rice)
Feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Ain't nothing wrong, no, we're just rolling along
Living the high life, yeah
Living the high life
Let me paint this picture for ya, small town on a Friday night
Football and a Facebook party, one post tell everybody
Win or lose, we're still gonna crank it
Mix it up, I bet we drink it,
Don't worry, know what we doin'
Head home when the sun starts moving
No sleep gotta get to work quick
Good Lord that girl was worth it
That kiss sure had me buzzin'
That kiss got my boss cussin'
It's alright, I'ma get this job one
Later on she'll be riding shotgun
My life, high life is perfect,
My truck, my girl, all worth it
Feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
Bass bumping, beat's tight, everybody getting right
Hands in the air and we're singing along
Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain't stopping,
Tailgates dropping, this whole town's rocking,
Yeah we're feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Ain't nothing wrong, no, we're just rolling along
Living the high life
Saturday, on Friday repeat, meet everybody up in the town square
Gotta see where the party's gonna be, sure hope Sara Beth's gonna be there
Sheriff Thompson said Scott just got home, spent 18 months in Iraq
Gonna pick him up and get gone, gonna raise a little hell cause he's back
You gotta make time for your friends, you gotta make time for your work
You gotta find a girl you can love, live life for all that it's worth
Every day y'all, thank God for it, this life is such a blessing
Escape that concrete jungle, come see what y'all been missing
Feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
Bass bumping, beat's tight, everybody getting right
Hands in the air and we're singing along
Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain't stopping,
Tailgates dropping, this whole town's rocking,
Yeah we're feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Ain't nothing wrong, no, we're just rolling along
Living the high life
Sunday you gotta head to dinner, grandma done made them biscuits
Fried chicken that's finger lickin', front porch little guitar pickin'
Sweet tea and apple pie, country girl by my side,
So right it can't be wrong, wanna hear y'all sing along
Yeah we're feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
Bass bumping, beat's tight, everybody getting right
Hands in the air and we're singing along
Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain't stopping,
Tailgates dropping, this whole town's rocking,
Yeah we're feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Ain't nothing wrong, no, we're just rolling along
Living the high life
Tailgates dropping, this whole town's rocking
Living the high life
Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain't stopping
Living the high life
Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
Living the high life
Hands in the air and we're singing along
Living the high life
[x2]
Ain't nothing wrong, no, we're just rolling along
Living the high life, yeah
Living the high life
Let me paint this picture for ya, small town on a Friday night
Football and a Facebook party, one post tell everybody
Win or lose, we're still gonna crank it
Mix it up, I bet we drink it,
Don't worry, know what we doin'
Head home when the sun starts moving
No sleep gotta get to work quick
Good Lord that girl was worth it
That kiss sure had me buzzin'
That kiss got my boss cussin'
It's alright, I'ma get this job one
Later on she'll be riding shotgun
My life, high life is perfect,
My truck, my girl, all worth it
Feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
Bass bumping, beat's tight, everybody getting right
Hands in the air and we're singing along
Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain't stopping,
Tailgates dropping, this whole town's rocking,
Yeah we're feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Ain't nothing wrong, no, we're just rolling along
Living the high life
Saturday, on Friday repeat, meet everybody up in the town square
Gotta see where the party's gonna be, sure hope Sara Beth's gonna be there
Sheriff Thompson said Scott just got home, spent 18 months in Iraq
Gonna pick him up and get gone, gonna raise a little hell cause he's back
You gotta make time for your friends, you gotta make time for your work
You gotta find a girl you can love, live life for all that it's worth
Every day y'all, thank God for it, this life is such a blessing
Escape that concrete jungle, come see what y'all been missing
Feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
Bass bumping, beat's tight, everybody getting right
Hands in the air and we're singing along
Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain't stopping,
Tailgates dropping, this whole town's rocking,
Yeah we're feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Ain't nothing wrong, no, we're just rolling along
Living the high life
Sunday you gotta head to dinner, grandma done made them biscuits
Fried chicken that's finger lickin', front porch little guitar pickin'
Sweet tea and apple pie, country girl by my side,
So right it can't be wrong, wanna hear y'all sing along
Yeah we're feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
Bass bumping, beat's tight, everybody getting right
Hands in the air and we're singing along
Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain't stopping,
Tailgates dropping, this whole town's rocking,
Yeah we're feeling good, feeling nice, we can do it all night
Ain't nothing wrong, no, we're just rolling along
Living the high life
Tailgates dropping, this whole town's rocking
Living the high life
Bottle tops popping, the cameras ain't stopping
Living the high life
Moving and grooving to the flow of a favorite song
Living the high life
Hands in the air and we're singing along
Living the high life
[x2]
Dirty Side lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Walker Hayes)
I'm thinking 'bout the perfect girl
She gotta have her dirty side
I'm talkin about 4wheel hoppin inside my truck with a dirty side
She don't even dust seat off, she sippin on yoohoo
Then a kiss on my right cheek that's right, it's what we do
Head out to the field, check them trees theres the food plots.
put the front back in the trees
Tailgate talk about the birds and bees
Might even put the boat in and do a little crappie fishing
I got the motor trollin, my girl is happy fishing
She can catchem skinem fryem what yaw know about that
Pretty good with a shotgun and bow one for sure about that
All you boys better get you one that can change your world ain't nothing better then a dirty side of country living
All my girls out there put your hands up high
If you ain't scared to show your dirty side
I love a girl with a dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
To my boys out there with me tonight
Looking for a country girl with a dirty side
I love a girl with a dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
Let me hear you say
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh... I like a girl with a dirty side
I'm talkin' bout a perfic girl
Man I'mma tell you there everywhere
Stop looking at magazines head on out to the conty fair
Go look at the walmart down any ile at the supermarket
Filed party on a Friday night Pull right up, put in park an
Look around for the dusty boots, tan legs, cherry lips
Smile that'll make jesus blush faded in to make it on here hips
She can change her own oil it's Rodeos and football games
She plow her own soil warms your soul when she calls your name
She pretty like her mama got a piece of her daddy stuff ain't scarred of a little drama ain't scarred of a little mudd
'you better go get you one, I guarantee it will blow your mind
Make sure she got a dirty side, you'll understand why I got mine
All my girls out there put your hands up high
If you ain't scared to show your dirty side
I love a girl with a dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
To my boys out there with me tonight
Looking for a county girl with a dirty side
I love a girl with a dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
Let me hear you say
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh... I like a girl with a dirty side
Keep your uptown socialite
All I want on a Friday night
Is a girl with a dirty side, I like a girl with a dirty side
Tour up jeans and dusty boots
Still in touch with them back road roots
I said girl with a dirty side, I love a girl with a dirty side
All my girls out there put your hands up high
If you ain't scared to show your dirty side
I love the girls with your dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
To my boys out there with me tonight
Looking for a county girl with a dirty side
I love a girl with a dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
Let me hear you say
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh... I like a girl with a dirty side
She gotta have her dirty side
I'm talkin about 4wheel hoppin inside my truck with a dirty side
She don't even dust seat off, she sippin on yoohoo
Then a kiss on my right cheek that's right, it's what we do
Head out to the field, check them trees theres the food plots.
put the front back in the trees
Tailgate talk about the birds and bees
Might even put the boat in and do a little crappie fishing
I got the motor trollin, my girl is happy fishing
She can catchem skinem fryem what yaw know about that
Pretty good with a shotgun and bow one for sure about that
All you boys better get you one that can change your world ain't nothing better then a dirty side of country living
All my girls out there put your hands up high
If you ain't scared to show your dirty side
I love a girl with a dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
To my boys out there with me tonight
Looking for a country girl with a dirty side
I love a girl with a dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
Let me hear you say
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh... I like a girl with a dirty side
I'm talkin' bout a perfic girl
Man I'mma tell you there everywhere
Stop looking at magazines head on out to the conty fair
Go look at the walmart down any ile at the supermarket
Filed party on a Friday night Pull right up, put in park an
Look around for the dusty boots, tan legs, cherry lips
Smile that'll make jesus blush faded in to make it on here hips
She can change her own oil it's Rodeos and football games
She plow her own soil warms your soul when she calls your name
She pretty like her mama got a piece of her daddy stuff ain't scarred of a little drama ain't scarred of a little mudd
'you better go get you one, I guarantee it will blow your mind
Make sure she got a dirty side, you'll understand why I got mine
All my girls out there put your hands up high
If you ain't scared to show your dirty side
I love a girl with a dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
To my boys out there with me tonight
Looking for a county girl with a dirty side
I love a girl with a dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
Let me hear you say
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh... I like a girl with a dirty side
Keep your uptown socialite
All I want on a Friday night
Is a girl with a dirty side, I like a girl with a dirty side
Tour up jeans and dusty boots
Still in touch with them back road roots
I said girl with a dirty side, I love a girl with a dirty side
All my girls out there put your hands up high
If you ain't scared to show your dirty side
I love the girls with your dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
To my boys out there with me tonight
Looking for a county girl with a dirty side
I love a girl with a dirty side
Yeah I got a girl with a dirty side
Let me hear you say
Ooh, ooh, oooh, ooh... I like a girl with a dirty side
Sip It Slow lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Lee Brice)
[Chorus - Lee Brice:]
Sip it slow, kick back and let the cool breeze blow
Feel the grass up between your toes,
Take a deep breath for a minute
Sip it slow, somethin' this good gotta make last
If you let it slip by too fast, you going to wish you didn't miss it
Sip it Slow
[Verse 1 - Colt Ford:]
How's it son? I was just like you when I was there
Always in a hurry growin' up I thought it wasn't fair
Livin' fast like every moment might just be the last
See it's the future that you really want, who really needs the past
Makin' somethin' outta nothing thats what life's about
You keep the devil at your back even when you doubt
See its your life son turn it up and let it rip
And don't forget to take a breath and just
[Chorus - Lee Brice:]
Sip it slow, kick back and let the cool breeze blow
Feel the grass up between your toes,
Take a deep breath for a minute
Sip it slow, somethin' this good gotta make last
If you let it slip by too fast, you going to wish you didn't miss it
Sip it Slow
[Verse 2 - Colt Ford:]
Son I ain't preachin' I'm just teaching lessons that I've learned
Cause I promised God that I would guide ya each and every turn
You can make a choice and let your voice stand up for right
Sometimes you turn the other cheek sometimes you gotta fight
You be a friend to a friend when they need you to
And I'll stand by ya until the end and help to see it through
See its your life son turn it up and let it rip
And don't forget to take a breath and just
[Chorus - Lee Brice:]
Sip it slow, kick back and let the cool breeze blow
Feel the grass up between your toes,
Take a deep breath for a minute
Sip it slow, somethin' this good gotta make last
If you let it slip by too fast, you going to wish you didn't miss it
Sip it Slow
[Verse 3 - Colt Ford:]
Thank you dad for giving me what I can give to mine
A lot of love a little luck I'm sure he'll be just fine
Love the journey of your life son but don't forget
to take a breath, sit back and just reminisce
[Chorus (2x) - Lee Brice:]
Sip it slow, kick back and let the cool breeze blow
Feel the grass up between your toes,
Take a deep breath for a minute
Sip it slow, somethin' this good gotta make last
If you let it slip by too fast, you going to wish you didn't miss it
Sip it Slow
Sip it slow, kick back and let the cool breeze blow
Feel the grass up between your toes,
Take a deep breath for a minute
Sip it slow, somethin' this good gotta make last
If you let it slip by too fast, you going to wish you didn't miss it
Sip it Slow
[Verse 1 - Colt Ford:]
How's it son? I was just like you when I was there
Always in a hurry growin' up I thought it wasn't fair
Livin' fast like every moment might just be the last
See it's the future that you really want, who really needs the past
Makin' somethin' outta nothing thats what life's about
You keep the devil at your back even when you doubt
See its your life son turn it up and let it rip
And don't forget to take a breath and just
[Chorus - Lee Brice:]
Sip it slow, kick back and let the cool breeze blow
Feel the grass up between your toes,
Take a deep breath for a minute
Sip it slow, somethin' this good gotta make last
If you let it slip by too fast, you going to wish you didn't miss it
Sip it Slow
[Verse 2 - Colt Ford:]
Son I ain't preachin' I'm just teaching lessons that I've learned
Cause I promised God that I would guide ya each and every turn
You can make a choice and let your voice stand up for right
Sometimes you turn the other cheek sometimes you gotta fight
You be a friend to a friend when they need you to
And I'll stand by ya until the end and help to see it through
See its your life son turn it up and let it rip
And don't forget to take a breath and just
[Chorus - Lee Brice:]
Sip it slow, kick back and let the cool breeze blow
Feel the grass up between your toes,
Take a deep breath for a minute
Sip it slow, somethin' this good gotta make last
If you let it slip by too fast, you going to wish you didn't miss it
Sip it Slow
[Verse 3 - Colt Ford:]
Thank you dad for giving me what I can give to mine
A lot of love a little luck I'm sure he'll be just fine
Love the journey of your life son but don't forget
to take a breath, sit back and just reminisce
[Chorus (2x) - Lee Brice:]
Sip it slow, kick back and let the cool breeze blow
Feel the grass up between your toes,
Take a deep breath for a minute
Sip it slow, somethin' this good gotta make last
If you let it slip by too fast, you going to wish you didn't miss it
Sip it Slow
Workin' On lyrics - Colt Ford
Chasing after that dollar like it'll slow down my hurry
Settle all my worries when I get it in my wallet
Quit dippin' long enough to own a pair of jeans
That don't have a ring in the back left pocket
Laughing at myself, admitting when I'm wrong
That's what this good ol' boy's gonna go out workin' on
[Chorus:]
Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle,
Wrestling with our roots,
Trying to turn off Mama's tears, and fill our Daddy's boots
Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn
Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running
Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em
Fighting with the man in the mirror til we gone
Yeah, that's what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on
Gonna go out workin' on
Giving more forgiveness, picking battles worth choosing
Little less cussin' and losin' my temper and my tools
Dialin' down my restless, outgrowing my reckless
And my reputation for breaking hearts and rules
Realizin' what I got what I got before it's gone
That's what this good ol boy's gonna go out
Workin' on...
[Chorus:]
Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle,
Wrestling with our roots,
Trying to turn off Mama's tears, and fill our Daddy's boots
Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn
Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running
Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em
Fighting with the man in the mirror til' we gone
Yeah, that's what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on
Gonna go out workin' on
Owning up to my weakness, keeping it humble but strong
Doin' the best I can with this flesh and bone
[Chorus:]
Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle,
Wrestling with our roots,
Trying to turn off Mama's tears, and fill our Daddy's boots
Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn
Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running
Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em
Fighting with the man in the mirror til we gone
Yeah, that's what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on
Gonna go out workin' on
Settle all my worries when I get it in my wallet
Quit dippin' long enough to own a pair of jeans
That don't have a ring in the back left pocket
Laughing at myself, admitting when I'm wrong
That's what this good ol' boy's gonna go out workin' on
[Chorus:]
Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle,
Wrestling with our roots,
Trying to turn off Mama's tears, and fill our Daddy's boots
Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn
Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running
Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em
Fighting with the man in the mirror til we gone
Yeah, that's what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on
Gonna go out workin' on
Giving more forgiveness, picking battles worth choosing
Little less cussin' and losin' my temper and my tools
Dialin' down my restless, outgrowing my reckless
And my reputation for breaking hearts and rules
Realizin' what I got what I got before it's gone
That's what this good ol boy's gonna go out
Workin' on...
[Chorus:]
Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle,
Wrestling with our roots,
Trying to turn off Mama's tears, and fill our Daddy's boots
Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn
Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running
Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em
Fighting with the man in the mirror til' we gone
Yeah, that's what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on
Gonna go out workin' on
Owning up to my weakness, keeping it humble but strong
Doin' the best I can with this flesh and bone
[Chorus:]
Workin' on coming to Jesus, kicking the bottle,
Wrestling with our roots,
Trying to turn off Mama's tears, and fill our Daddy's boots
Shutting off our pride, fixing bridges we burned, learning how to live and learn
Keeping our demons down and our trucks up and running
Loving them angels sitting pretty in the middle of 'em
Fighting with the man in the mirror til we gone
Yeah, that's what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on
Gonna go out workin' on
Crank It Up lyrics - Colt Ford
Country girl shake them hips
DJ make that record skip,
This a straight up redneck rager
Doing body shots of yager, Let er' rip
We on that moonshine & we're sipping on Bacardi
We showin' Vegas how us country folk party
What happens in the backwoods, stays in the backwoods
We goin ham y'all hard as a mother..
So crank it up, (Whoot Whoot) put some of that party in my cup, (Whoot Whoot)
Y'all I'm dancing with a girl up on my flatbed,
she hotter than a cherry on a marlboro red, wow
weekends come & we can't get enough
So crank it up, (Whoot Whoot) Crank, crank it up (Whoot Whoot)
Man crank up the beat, put ACDC on repeat (Whoot Whoot)
We shake it all night long to the PO-PO come, you know me, I roll deep.
Its 3am you know we only getting started
We showin' Vegas how us country folk party
What happens in the backwoods, stays in the backwoods
We goin ham y'all hard as a mother..
Crank it up, (Whoot Whoot) put some of that party in my cup, (Whoot Whoot)
Y'all I'm dancing with a girl up on my flatbed,
she hotter than a cherry on a marlboro red, wow
weekends come & we can't get enough
So crank it up, Crank, crank it up, Crank it up.
So Crank it up (Whoot Whoot) put some of that party in my cup, (Whoot Whoot)
bust out the JD, Hank Three
Scoot a little closer up next to me
Cuz we about to turn this cornfield to a club
Crank it up, (Whoot Whoot) put some of that party in my cup, (Whoot Whoot)
Y'all I'm dancing with a girl up on my flatbed,
she hotter than a cherry on a marlboro red, wow
weekends come & we can't get enough
So crank it up,
Country Girls (Whoot Whoot) let me see y'all, Crank, crank it up,
Country Boys (Whoot Whoot) let me hear y'all, Crank, crank it up,
Everybody come on Lets Crank it up, (Whoot Whoot) Crank, crank it up,
Thats Right, (Whoot Whoot) Crank it up!
Crank it up.
DJ make that record skip,
This a straight up redneck rager
Doing body shots of yager, Let er' rip
We on that moonshine & we're sipping on Bacardi
We showin' Vegas how us country folk party
What happens in the backwoods, stays in the backwoods
We goin ham y'all hard as a mother..
So crank it up, (Whoot Whoot) put some of that party in my cup, (Whoot Whoot)
Y'all I'm dancing with a girl up on my flatbed,
she hotter than a cherry on a marlboro red, wow
weekends come & we can't get enough
So crank it up, (Whoot Whoot) Crank, crank it up (Whoot Whoot)
Man crank up the beat, put ACDC on repeat (Whoot Whoot)
We shake it all night long to the PO-PO come, you know me, I roll deep.
Its 3am you know we only getting started
We showin' Vegas how us country folk party
What happens in the backwoods, stays in the backwoods
We goin ham y'all hard as a mother..
Crank it up, (Whoot Whoot) put some of that party in my cup, (Whoot Whoot)
Y'all I'm dancing with a girl up on my flatbed,
she hotter than a cherry on a marlboro red, wow
weekends come & we can't get enough
So crank it up, Crank, crank it up, Crank it up.
So Crank it up (Whoot Whoot) put some of that party in my cup, (Whoot Whoot)
bust out the JD, Hank Three
Scoot a little closer up next to me
Cuz we about to turn this cornfield to a club
Crank it up, (Whoot Whoot) put some of that party in my cup, (Whoot Whoot)
Y'all I'm dancing with a girl up on my flatbed,
she hotter than a cherry on a marlboro red, wow
weekends come & we can't get enough
So crank it up,
Country Girls (Whoot Whoot) let me see y'all, Crank, crank it up,
Country Boys (Whoot Whoot) let me hear y'all, Crank, crank it up,
Everybody come on Lets Crank it up, (Whoot Whoot) Crank, crank it up,
Thats Right, (Whoot Whoot) Crank it up!
Crank it up.
Farm Life lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Justin Moore)
[Colt:]
Yeah, you know I came up in a small town
Couple trees and a creek we could float down
Ain't much to see when you look around, just farms for miles
And you can find me ridin' round on some 33's
Cocked back kickin' dirt on my John D's
International harvestin' us some whole wheat
Yeah let's take a ride
[Justin:]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Just livin' the farm life, yeah we're livin' the farm life
With that back road swagger that's how we roll
We plow it and we plant it and we drive it real slow
In the farm life, just livin' the farm life
[Colt:]
We're waking up in the more before the sun does
Feed the cows and the chickens and the ducky ducks
Ain't got a lot but we got enough
Yeah, you know it's all about...
Touchin' dirt with your bare hands
Fix it up taking care of your family
Wife it up become a family man
Ooh, just settle down
[Justin:]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Just livin' the farm life, yeah we're livin' the farm life
It's county line simple don't complicate it,
Big city living no it's over rated
In the farm life, just livin' the farm life
[Colt:]
Drink some shine get a little sauce
Get your girl, kick it back, kick your boots off
Maybe wake up in somebody's hay loft
Hehe, if you know what I mean (I do)
We could park it down there on the tail gate
Talk about nothing till the day break
Amarillo by morning by George Strait
Yeah, we got it on repeat!
[Justin:]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Just livin' the farm life, yeah we're livin' the farm life
Out here we know how to treat a girl right
Take her by the hand and love her all night
In the farm life, just livin' the farm life
Ohhh yeahhhhh!!!
Come on, Come on, Come on
Yeah we're living the farm life
Yeah, you know I came up in a small town
Couple trees and a creek we could float down
Ain't much to see when you look around, just farms for miles
And you can find me ridin' round on some 33's
Cocked back kickin' dirt on my John D's
International harvestin' us some whole wheat
Yeah let's take a ride
[Justin:]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Just livin' the farm life, yeah we're livin' the farm life
With that back road swagger that's how we roll
We plow it and we plant it and we drive it real slow
In the farm life, just livin' the farm life
[Colt:]
We're waking up in the more before the sun does
Feed the cows and the chickens and the ducky ducks
Ain't got a lot but we got enough
Yeah, you know it's all about...
Touchin' dirt with your bare hands
Fix it up taking care of your family
Wife it up become a family man
Ooh, just settle down
[Justin:]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Just livin' the farm life, yeah we're livin' the farm life
It's county line simple don't complicate it,
Big city living no it's over rated
In the farm life, just livin' the farm life
[Colt:]
Drink some shine get a little sauce
Get your girl, kick it back, kick your boots off
Maybe wake up in somebody's hay loft
Hehe, if you know what I mean (I do)
We could park it down there on the tail gate
Talk about nothing till the day break
Amarillo by morning by George Strait
Yeah, we got it on repeat!
[Justin:]
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Just livin' the farm life, yeah we're livin' the farm life
Out here we know how to treat a girl right
Take her by the hand and love her all night
In the farm life, just livin' the farm life
Ohhh yeahhhhh!!!
Come on, Come on, Come on
Yeah we're living the farm life
Outshine Me lyrics - Colt Ford
[Chorus:]
I got a copper still hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you quicker; knock you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars, you can't outshine me
I'mma put it out here; let me tell ya something,
What d'y'all think my still be pumpin?
90 proof; spit the truth
Stop telling everybody you can do what I do.
So if you can, you better get like me;
Go sit down and write a hit like me.
From where I stand you ain't shoot to me;
Gotta sell a few mill outta your own still
I won't sugar coat it; burn your throat it
Kids ain't scared...
I'm Locked and loaded
Real is all me; they all can feel me
Dirt road disciple; man of the people
Mix it, churn it, light it, burn it
Daylight to dark; me and my folks earn it
Plow it, haul it, hunt it, shoot it, skin it, fry it,
That's how we do it.
Sip it, chug it, jar it, jug it;
Do it a little better than anyone does it.
Y'all are chasin' a thoroughbred
Y'all done got lapped I'm miles ahead
Too late to slow down; I'm a runaway train
Colt Ford; remember my name
Haters, Tweeters, bloggers, bashers;
Watch your mouth cause I run these pastures
[Chorus 2x]
I can't take this,
I wanna make this real clear;
What d'ya'll think I been doin' here?
Switchin' gears and changing lanes
Jackin' up trucks; running down Lames
Light that flame for America
Cross that line I'll bury ya;
Gotta shotgun that'll take care of ya
And a mudhole that I'll bury ya
Gotta bunch of county folks all down to ride;
And a bunch of rednecks ain't scared to fight.
I'mma give it to ya my way: dirt road, hi-way,
four wheel, Jack it up; talk shit; back it up.
Yall a trip and I'm out of your league
Sippin' shine and I'm hard to see
I'm something that you'll never be;
It's a pipe dream, You can't outshine me
Cause I'm dura-coated; turbo charged
Everything about me is large
Yall are chasin a throuroughbred
Ya'll done got lapped I'm miles ahead
Too late to slow down I'm a runaway train
Colt Ford; remember my name
Haters, Tweeters, bloggers, bashers
Watch your mouth cause I run these pastures
[Chorus 4x]
I got a copper still hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you quicker; knock you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars, you can't outshine me
I'mma put it out here; let me tell ya something,
What d'y'all think my still be pumpin?
90 proof; spit the truth
Stop telling everybody you can do what I do.
So if you can, you better get like me;
Go sit down and write a hit like me.
From where I stand you ain't shoot to me;
Gotta sell a few mill outta your own still
I won't sugar coat it; burn your throat it
Kids ain't scared...
I'm Locked and loaded
Real is all me; they all can feel me
Dirt road disciple; man of the people
Mix it, churn it, light it, burn it
Daylight to dark; me and my folks earn it
Plow it, haul it, hunt it, shoot it, skin it, fry it,
That's how we do it.
Sip it, chug it, jar it, jug it;
Do it a little better than anyone does it.
Y'all are chasin' a thoroughbred
Y'all done got lapped I'm miles ahead
Too late to slow down; I'm a runaway train
Colt Ford; remember my name
Haters, Tweeters, bloggers, bashers;
Watch your mouth cause I run these pastures
[Chorus 2x]
I can't take this,
I wanna make this real clear;
What d'ya'll think I been doin' here?
Switchin' gears and changing lanes
Jackin' up trucks; running down Lames
Light that flame for America
Cross that line I'll bury ya;
Gotta shotgun that'll take care of ya
And a mudhole that I'll bury ya
Gotta bunch of county folks all down to ride;
And a bunch of rednecks ain't scared to fight.
I'mma give it to ya my way: dirt road, hi-way,
four wheel, Jack it up; talk shit; back it up.
Yall a trip and I'm out of your league
Sippin' shine and I'm hard to see
I'm something that you'll never be;
It's a pipe dream, You can't outshine me
Cause I'm dura-coated; turbo charged
Everything about me is large
Yall are chasin a throuroughbred
Ya'll done got lapped I'm miles ahead
Too late to slow down I'm a runaway train
Colt Ford; remember my name
Haters, Tweeters, bloggers, bashers
Watch your mouth cause I run these pastures
[Chorus 4x]
Crickets lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Jerrod Niemann)
Hey pretty girl let's met and take a ride
Chase he moonlight up to the country side
See Heaven is about four turns away
The Sun so sleepy, stars on their way
Let's stay and talk get lost in time
Farm hard walk your hand in mine
Blood is right here begging let the jump
Let's shut up the world and do what we want
Out here at the end of the road,
Out here with the cool breeze cold
The night sky is bright as you get
Out here we can lay up and down
And no one else around
Except you and me and he crickets
This song gets ready to spin my head and it's all good
And your good is mine got the..grand it
Looking at my love, no one you're all mine
Feeling your heart beat through the whispers and pounds
Lost in each other, lost from the world
Found this true love, found my girl
Thank God for this,
Thank God for you
Thank God for good rose from when they let us too
Out here at the end of the dead road,
Out here with the cool breeze cold
The night sky is bright as you get
Out here we can lay up and down
And no one else around
Except you and me and he crickets
We got our own place where our souls are free
Only communication is you loving on me
First step :kiss
Second: how knows
Last step's forever we fell in love
Out here at the end of the dead road,
Out here with the cool breeze cold
The night sky is bright as you get
Out here we can lay up and down
And no one else around
Except you and me and he crickets
Out here at the end of the dead road,
Out here with the cool breeze cold
The night sky is bright as you get
Out here we can lay up and down
And no one else around
Except you and me and he crickets
Ooh crickets
Chase he moonlight up to the country side
See Heaven is about four turns away
The Sun so sleepy, stars on their way
Let's stay and talk get lost in time
Farm hard walk your hand in mine
Blood is right here begging let the jump
Let's shut up the world and do what we want
Out here at the end of the road,
Out here with the cool breeze cold
The night sky is bright as you get
Out here we can lay up and down
And no one else around
Except you and me and he crickets
This song gets ready to spin my head and it's all good
And your good is mine got the..grand it
Looking at my love, no one you're all mine
Feeling your heart beat through the whispers and pounds
Lost in each other, lost from the world
Found this true love, found my girl
Thank God for this,
Thank God for you
Thank God for good rose from when they let us too
Out here at the end of the dead road,
Out here with the cool breeze cold
The night sky is bright as you get
Out here we can lay up and down
And no one else around
Except you and me and he crickets
We got our own place where our souls are free
Only communication is you loving on me
First step :kiss
Second: how knows
Last step's forever we fell in love
Out here at the end of the dead road,
Out here with the cool breeze cold
The night sky is bright as you get
Out here we can lay up and down
And no one else around
Except you and me and he crickets
Out here at the end of the dead road,
Out here with the cool breeze cold
The night sky is bright as you get
Out here we can lay up and down
And no one else around
Except you and me and he crickets
Ooh crickets
Washed In The Mud lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Randy Houser)
I made a pit stop at the corner station
In my shiny new rig where the boys were waiting
Got it all gassed up and the beer rise down
Drove 35 miles outside of town
Where the ground holds water long after the rain
We can slip, slide, and run this thing
Get it all dirty, break it and ride
Round here trucks get baptized
Washed, washed in the mud
We get it all jacked up, sink it to the struts
Show it some hillbilly love
Gonna get washed, washed in the mud
Yeah, we rolling like Rambo, covered in camo
Truck's being born again
Can I get a amen?
It was well worth every single dollar
'Cause it makes the country girls yell, scream and holler
Got a heavy duty winch that'll pull you from a ditch
And a set of bull nuts hanging off a ball hitch
Tunes, wipers, stompin' in time
A sweet little honey sittin' by my side
Throw it in low, put it to the task
Come on baby can I get a witness
Washed, washed in the mud
We get it all jacked up, sink it to the struts
Show it some hillbilly love
Gonna get washed, washed in the mud
Yeah, we rolling like Rambo, covered in camo
My truck's being born again
Can I get a amen?
Brothers and sisters, we're all gathered here today
To celebrate that country life that we all love so much
Now we may not have fancy things and all that glitters ain't gold
But them old trucks out there in the parking lot are just like Jesus
They good for a country folk soul
Washed, washed in the mud
We get it all jacked up, sink it to the struts
Show it some hillbilly love
Gonna get washed, washed in the mud
Yeah, we rolling like Rambo, covered in camo
My truck's being born again
Can I get a amen?
Washed in the mud, washed in the mud, washed in the mud...
Can I get a amen?
In my shiny new rig where the boys were waiting
Got it all gassed up and the beer rise down
Drove 35 miles outside of town
Where the ground holds water long after the rain
We can slip, slide, and run this thing
Get it all dirty, break it and ride
Round here trucks get baptized
Washed, washed in the mud
We get it all jacked up, sink it to the struts
Show it some hillbilly love
Gonna get washed, washed in the mud
Yeah, we rolling like Rambo, covered in camo
Truck's being born again
Can I get a amen?
It was well worth every single dollar
'Cause it makes the country girls yell, scream and holler
Got a heavy duty winch that'll pull you from a ditch
And a set of bull nuts hanging off a ball hitch
Tunes, wipers, stompin' in time
A sweet little honey sittin' by my side
Throw it in low, put it to the task
Come on baby can I get a witness
Washed, washed in the mud
We get it all jacked up, sink it to the struts
Show it some hillbilly love
Gonna get washed, washed in the mud
Yeah, we rolling like Rambo, covered in camo
My truck's being born again
Can I get a amen?
Brothers and sisters, we're all gathered here today
To celebrate that country life that we all love so much
Now we may not have fancy things and all that glitters ain't gold
But them old trucks out there in the parking lot are just like Jesus
They good for a country folk soul
Washed, washed in the mud
We get it all jacked up, sink it to the struts
Show it some hillbilly love
Gonna get washed, washed in the mud
Yeah, we rolling like Rambo, covered in camo
My truck's being born again
Can I get a amen?
Washed in the mud, washed in the mud, washed in the mud...
Can I get a amen?
Answer To No One lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. JJ Lawhorn)
Let me tell you a little story 'bout how I was raised
Every day work, every day pray
God, family, friends, yeah everybody sins
A winner never quits, and a quitter never wins
Helps folks in need, don't fall for greed
A jealous man is weak so think before you speak
If you love 'em let 'em know, if you hate let it go
Fast can be fun, but sometimes you need slow
God is all good, the devil is so real
So listen up y'all 'cause this is how I feel
I won't back up, I don't back down
I've been raised up to stand my ground
Take my job but not my guns
Tax my check till I ain't got none
Except for the good Lord up above
I answer to no one
See I'm a flag flyin' bible totin' son of a gun
Yeah I'm hell on the heart just a rebel on the run
Scared don't know it, fear don't feel it
The truth is the light, sometimes you gotta fight
Good beats bad, right beats wrong
I'm a bar room preacher and this is my song
I'm climbing for the top, representin' for the country
I'm the people's champ right out the deer camp
Shotgun toter, republican voter
Hank Junior supporter, let's protect our border
To hell with anyone who don't believe in the USA
'Cause this is what I say
I won't back up, I don't back down
I've been raised up to stand my ground
Take my job but not my guns
Tax my check till I ain't got none
Except for the good Lord up above
I answer to no one
Give me my right to vote
My right to tote the weapon of my choice
Don't censor my voice
Hate me if you want or love me if you can
If the truth is what you want then you found your man
I ain't backin' down, I ain't backin' up
If you think like I think, man crank it on up
I won't back up, I don't back down
I've been raised up to stand my ground
Take my job but not my guns
Tax my check till I ain't got none
Except for the good Lord up above
I answer to no one
I answer to no one
Every day work, every day pray
God, family, friends, yeah everybody sins
A winner never quits, and a quitter never wins
Helps folks in need, don't fall for greed
A jealous man is weak so think before you speak
If you love 'em let 'em know, if you hate let it go
Fast can be fun, but sometimes you need slow
God is all good, the devil is so real
So listen up y'all 'cause this is how I feel
I won't back up, I don't back down
I've been raised up to stand my ground
Take my job but not my guns
Tax my check till I ain't got none
Except for the good Lord up above
I answer to no one
See I'm a flag flyin' bible totin' son of a gun
Yeah I'm hell on the heart just a rebel on the run
Scared don't know it, fear don't feel it
The truth is the light, sometimes you gotta fight
Good beats bad, right beats wrong
I'm a bar room preacher and this is my song
I'm climbing for the top, representin' for the country
I'm the people's champ right out the deer camp
Shotgun toter, republican voter
Hank Junior supporter, let's protect our border
To hell with anyone who don't believe in the USA
'Cause this is what I say
I won't back up, I don't back down
I've been raised up to stand my ground
Take my job but not my guns
Tax my check till I ain't got none
Except for the good Lord up above
I answer to no one
Give me my right to vote
My right to tote the weapon of my choice
Don't censor my voice
Hate me if you want or love me if you can
If the truth is what you want then you found your man
I ain't backin' down, I ain't backin' up
If you think like I think, man crank it on up
I won't back up, I don't back down
I've been raised up to stand my ground
Take my job but not my guns
Tax my check till I ain't got none
Except for the good Lord up above
I answer to no one
I answer to no one
Drivin' Around Song lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Jason Aldean)
Man you ever just wanna, go riding around, No worries, well that's this kind of song.
Yea alright.
This is for everybody out there, circling the town square,
Proud to be stuck out in the middle of nowhere
USA, Chevrolet, Dodge and Ford, raising a little hell and praising the Lord
Just simple truth speaking, working for the weekend
Every time it hits the fan you just keep on keeping
You tried and true, red white and blue
Turn it up, turn it up, man, this one’s for you
Hey, this is for the driving around, Jack and Diane town, anywhere Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, this is for the back road, turning up the radio, heading right
Where the two lane turns into main street, cruising the same streets,
Over in the passenger seat
Baby ain't never looked better just singing along,
To this driving around song
Yeah, I know what I’m talking about, I grew up in them rural routes
Counting down them days til I got brave enough to bust out
City lights in my sights, I’m gonna do it up right,
I’m sitting here with this guitar tonight
Kicking it in the big town, wishing I'd a slowed it down
And I give anything if I was driving around with the big dreams in my pocket
Yeah, this is for the ones who don’t know how good they got it
Hey, this is for the driving around, Jack and Diane town, anywhere Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, this is for the back road, turning up the radio, heading right
Where the two lane turns into main street, cruising the same streets,
Over in the passenger seat
Baby ain't never looked better just singing along
To this driving around song
Alright, everybody,
Get in your truck, get in your car, whatever it is
Small town America, baby,
We’re going drive it around
Hey, this is for the driving around, Jack and Diane town, anywhere Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, this is for the back road, turning up the radio, heading right
Where the two lane turns into main street, cruising the same streets,
Over in the passenger seat
Baby, ain't never looked better just singing along,
To this driving around song
Yea alright.
This is for everybody out there, circling the town square,
Proud to be stuck out in the middle of nowhere
USA, Chevrolet, Dodge and Ford, raising a little hell and praising the Lord
Just simple truth speaking, working for the weekend
Every time it hits the fan you just keep on keeping
You tried and true, red white and blue
Turn it up, turn it up, man, this one’s for you
Hey, this is for the driving around, Jack and Diane town, anywhere Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, this is for the back road, turning up the radio, heading right
Where the two lane turns into main street, cruising the same streets,
Over in the passenger seat
Baby ain't never looked better just singing along,
To this driving around song
Yeah, I know what I’m talking about, I grew up in them rural routes
Counting down them days til I got brave enough to bust out
City lights in my sights, I’m gonna do it up right,
I’m sitting here with this guitar tonight
Kicking it in the big town, wishing I'd a slowed it down
And I give anything if I was driving around with the big dreams in my pocket
Yeah, this is for the ones who don’t know how good they got it
Hey, this is for the driving around, Jack and Diane town, anywhere Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, this is for the back road, turning up the radio, heading right
Where the two lane turns into main street, cruising the same streets,
Over in the passenger seat
Baby ain't never looked better just singing along
To this driving around song
Alright, everybody,
Get in your truck, get in your car, whatever it is
Small town America, baby,
We’re going drive it around
Hey, this is for the driving around, Jack and Diane town, anywhere Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, this is for the back road, turning up the radio, heading right
Where the two lane turns into main street, cruising the same streets,
Over in the passenger seat
Baby, ain't never looked better just singing along,
To this driving around song
All In lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Kix Brooks)
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.
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
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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
Work It Out lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Luke Bryan)
Ain't enough hours in the day,
It sure does feel like all work and no play
Honey I know that the grass ain't mown,
The car ain't washed and the leaves ain't blown
I'm a get it just soon as I can,
Lord it's hard to be an everyday man
But darlin' if you're willin' when I get home,
I'll put the kids to bed and get you all alone
And we can...
Work it out
Why don't we start right now?
Whatever gets you next to me
No doubt girl it's gonna be, workin'
Let's work it out
This ole world is so tough
Sometimes I think that I had enough
Back still hurtin', bills keep comin'
Boss still yellin', truck quit runnin'
Ain't no tellin' what'd happen next
Try not to break while I drive and text
But darlin' if you're willin' when I get home,
I'll put the kids to bed and get you all alone
And we can...
Work it out
Why don't we start right now?
Whatever gets you next to me
No doubt girl it's gonna be, workin'
Let's work it out
Baby it's true, all I need is you
Just unplug the phone
Let me get you all alone...
And work it out
Why don't we start right now?
Whatever gets you next to me
No doubt girl it's gonna be, workin'
(I'll put the kids to bed) We gotta work it
(We'll unplug the phone) Baby work it
(Come on baby) Let's work it out
(Let me get ya all alone)
It sure does feel like all work and no play
Honey I know that the grass ain't mown,
The car ain't washed and the leaves ain't blown
I'm a get it just soon as I can,
Lord it's hard to be an everyday man
But darlin' if you're willin' when I get home,
I'll put the kids to bed and get you all alone
And we can...
Work it out
Why don't we start right now?
Whatever gets you next to me
No doubt girl it's gonna be, workin'
Let's work it out
This ole world is so tough
Sometimes I think that I had enough
Back still hurtin', bills keep comin'
Boss still yellin', truck quit runnin'
Ain't no tellin' what'd happen next
Try not to break while I drive and text
But darlin' if you're willin' when I get home,
I'll put the kids to bed and get you all alone
And we can...
Work it out
Why don't we start right now?
Whatever gets you next to me
No doubt girl it's gonna be, workin'
Let's work it out
Baby it's true, all I need is you
Just unplug the phone
Let me get you all alone...
And work it out
Why don't we start right now?
Whatever gets you next to me
No doubt girl it's gonna be, workin'
(I'll put the kids to bed) We gotta work it
(We'll unplug the phone) Baby work it
(Come on baby) Let's work it out
(Let me get ya all alone)
Waste Some Time lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Nappy Roots & Nic Cowan)
[Hook]
I've been told I need to focus on my life
Work a little harder, do my part, start livin right
I ain't got the answers, but I think I seen the light
Cause since I met you, all I wanna do is
Waste some time [repeated x12]
[Verse 1]
Now I'm a three hundred pound red neck rebel
I'm a God-fearing man, who's had to dance with devil
The Lord I pray my soul to take
If I should ever die before I wake
But see, right now I just wanna love and live
And show this country girl what I got to give
My whole heap and hep of country fun,
Full of four wheel drive, dirt road and shotgun
Ain't nothing better than being out in the woods
With Nic and Nappy Roots and blazin' that good good
Lord I'ma tell You we're doin' it just right
Got my Playboy bunny right by my side
This is me and my girl and ol' Sick Em Sam
In a flatbed Ford off the Copperhead Dam
Listen to Jennings sing that lonesome song
It's all just right, y'all can keep the wrong.
[Hook]
I've been told I need to focus on my life
Work a little harder, do my part, start livin right
I ain't got the answers, but I think I seen the light
Since I met you, all I wanna do is
Waste some time
[Verse 2]
With my feet up, lawn chair beat up
I'm on my third six pack, player can you keep up?
Got it right deep in the sticks, wanna see us?
Front yard golf field bought em, wanna tee up?
Cataracts here tell Jenny go re-up
Bulldog been every truck throw a G up
Hospital, school and the church one street up
Talk more proper when the city folks greet us
Tired of goin to jail so I learned how to chill
Me and the lil lady have a ball every Chri
Friends and a keg and the country boy meal
I should write a menu how a country boy live
Luck no love, or bucks no buck
Someone hand me a ball and a truck-boat-truck.
I've never been rich but I really don't want much,
Just a roof and some good liquor in my cup.
[Hook]
I've been told I need to focus on my life
Work a little harder, do my part, start livin right
I ain't got the answers, but I think I seen the light
Cause since I met you, all I wanna do is
Waste some time
[Verse 3]
I got five on the wood, twenty on the keg
I been left the hood, yep I did what I said
Momma I'm good 'bout as cool as they come
We cooked a whole hog and love chicken where I'm from
I used to be the bomb, now to think I'm fresh
Still rock my same jeans and keep the liquor to myself
Got a little wealth so I gotta thank the Lord,
Couldn't do it by myself, got some help from Colt Ford
Now we in a Ford, and we travel on a gravel road
He said he knew a spot, where the music and the liquor flow
And of course I'm down like four flats
Drove a country mile, took a left to be exact
Led us smack dab in the middle of the sticks
Now I had seen a lot of things, but nothing like this
A bunch of pretty women, nothin' less than a dime
Colt Ford and Nappy Roots so you know we gonna waste some time
[Hook]
I've been told I need to focus on my life
Work a little harder, do my part, start livin right
I ain't got the answers, but I think I seen the light
Cause since I met you, all I wanna do is
Waste some time [repeated x6]
I've been told I need to focus on my life
Work a little harder, do my part, start livin right
I ain't got the answers, but I think I seen the light
Cause since I met you, all I wanna do is
Waste some time [repeated x12]
[Verse 1]
Now I'm a three hundred pound red neck rebel
I'm a God-fearing man, who's had to dance with devil
The Lord I pray my soul to take
If I should ever die before I wake
But see, right now I just wanna love and live
And show this country girl what I got to give
My whole heap and hep of country fun,
Full of four wheel drive, dirt road and shotgun
Ain't nothing better than being out in the woods
With Nic and Nappy Roots and blazin' that good good
Lord I'ma tell You we're doin' it just right
Got my Playboy bunny right by my side
This is me and my girl and ol' Sick Em Sam
In a flatbed Ford off the Copperhead Dam
Listen to Jennings sing that lonesome song
It's all just right, y'all can keep the wrong.
[Hook]
I've been told I need to focus on my life
Work a little harder, do my part, start livin right
I ain't got the answers, but I think I seen the light
Since I met you, all I wanna do is
Waste some time
[Verse 2]
With my feet up, lawn chair beat up
I'm on my third six pack, player can you keep up?
Got it right deep in the sticks, wanna see us?
Front yard golf field bought em, wanna tee up?
Cataracts here tell Jenny go re-up
Bulldog been every truck throw a G up
Hospital, school and the church one street up
Talk more proper when the city folks greet us
Tired of goin to jail so I learned how to chill
Me and the lil lady have a ball every Chri
Friends and a keg and the country boy meal
I should write a menu how a country boy live
Luck no love, or bucks no buck
Someone hand me a ball and a truck-boat-truck.
I've never been rich but I really don't want much,
Just a roof and some good liquor in my cup.
[Hook]
I've been told I need to focus on my life
Work a little harder, do my part, start livin right
I ain't got the answers, but I think I seen the light
Cause since I met you, all I wanna do is
Waste some time
[Verse 3]
I got five on the wood, twenty on the keg
I been left the hood, yep I did what I said
Momma I'm good 'bout as cool as they come
We cooked a whole hog and love chicken where I'm from
I used to be the bomb, now to think I'm fresh
Still rock my same jeans and keep the liquor to myself
Got a little wealth so I gotta thank the Lord,
Couldn't do it by myself, got some help from Colt Ford
Now we in a Ford, and we travel on a gravel road
He said he knew a spot, where the music and the liquor flow
And of course I'm down like four flats
Drove a country mile, took a left to be exact
Led us smack dab in the middle of the sticks
Now I had seen a lot of things, but nothing like this
A bunch of pretty women, nothin' less than a dime
Colt Ford and Nappy Roots so you know we gonna waste some time
[Hook]
I've been told I need to focus on my life
Work a little harder, do my part, start livin right
I ain't got the answers, but I think I seen the light
Cause since I met you, all I wanna do is
Waste some time [repeated x6]
Do It With My Eyes Closed lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Josh Thompson)
I busted my knuckles all day in the hot sun
B-burned me up
But I wrapped that chain around that big black motor
Finally pulled it out of my truck
I took a little break, sitting in the shade
Trying to catch my breath
Well, baby, I'm afraid, one of these days
I'ma work myself to death
But loving you is so easy
I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
Day and night, night and day, sound asleep, wide awake
Loving you is something I know
And I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
Well, baby, I could have never made it through college
I barely got my G.E.D
I don't know why but things in life
They come twice as hard for me
I fight my way through work all day
Till I get home to you
When I walk through that door I know
What I was born to do
But loving you is so easy
I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
Day and night, night and day, sound asleep, wide awake
Loving you is something I know
And I can do it with my eyes closed,
You make me feel like a genius
Like I'm Superman
Everything comes naturally
It falls right into my hands
Loving you is so easy
I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
Day and night, night and day, sound asleep, wide awake
Loving you is something I know
And I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
Day and night, night and day, sound asleep, wide awake
Loving you is something I know
And I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
I can do it with my eyes closed
B-burned me up
But I wrapped that chain around that big black motor
Finally pulled it out of my truck
I took a little break, sitting in the shade
Trying to catch my breath
Well, baby, I'm afraid, one of these days
I'ma work myself to death
But loving you is so easy
I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
Day and night, night and day, sound asleep, wide awake
Loving you is something I know
And I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
Well, baby, I could have never made it through college
I barely got my G.E.D
I don't know why but things in life
They come twice as hard for me
I fight my way through work all day
Till I get home to you
When I walk through that door I know
What I was born to do
But loving you is so easy
I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
Day and night, night and day, sound asleep, wide awake
Loving you is something I know
And I can do it with my eyes closed,
You make me feel like a genius
Like I'm Superman
Everything comes naturally
It falls right into my hands
Loving you is so easy
I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
Day and night, night and day, sound asleep, wide awake
Loving you is something I know
And I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
Day and night, night and day, sound asleep, wide awake
Loving you is something I know
And I can do it with my eyes closed, baby
I can do it with my eyes closed
This Is Our Song lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Danny Boone of Rehab)
It's the mudslingin', country singin' redneck stunner
Imma show you who I am if you really think you wanna
take a ride down the dirty road, show ya where the still is
skeered? stay at home son, this is where the real is
Folks 'round her still believe in God
and the right to tote a gun and our flag don't run
ain't askin' you fo nothin' if we can't get it on our own
tell the government to leave my check and church alone
Y'all can do y'all and we'll do us
and our money should always say "In God We Trust"
So if you think like that, then you one of us
if not then move on and leave us alone
Cuz country folk can survive, jus' ask Hank
leave my money in my pocket y'all can have the bank
I'm tryin to tell ya we smarter than some of y'all think
even though we talk slow all of y'all should know that..
[Hook:]
This is our song everybody sing it
clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it
Stand our ground and we don't back down
if you're from a small town and you're never gonna leave it
This is our song everybody sing it
clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean
Stand our ground and we don't back down
and if you don't like it then don't come around
[Verse:]
We come from hardworking people, they can't stand a thief
don't like a liar, freezer full of deer meat
home grown tomatoes in the kitchen window
Daddy is a deacon, mama sings "Swing Low"
at the church in the choir, Sunday dinners on the fire
Colt Ford Danny Boone gettin' mud up on the tires
We represent our folk but don't take us for a joke
we got a cooler full of boo and a pocket full of smoke
Yeah we country as corn bread, and pumpin' Nappy Roots
and if it ain't funeral we ain't gon' wear a suit
We peein' off the front porch, peein' of da back
cuz we livin' in da boonies and they don't know where we at
Can't market us urban, won't market us rural
drinkin' moonshine till we drunk and seein' plural
Small town livin' and we don't give a damn
if yo Hollywood or not, cuz we know who we am
[Repeat Hook]
[Verse:]
Ain't funny how the money change who you is
sell your sould to teh devil be a star in his biz
give up everything so you can play this game
make a buncha folks happy that don't know yo name
Don't worry 'bout me, Imma spit the truth
see I gotta represent for our country youth
and keep hope alive, cuz I will survive
with a shotgun baby and a four wheel drive
I'm buck huntin' dog runnin' playin' in a mud hole
pumping Johnny Cash, haulin' ass down a back road
Love it in the country where my soul is free
In God and my family is all I need, sing it
[Repeat Hook x2]
Imma show you who I am if you really think you wanna
take a ride down the dirty road, show ya where the still is
skeered? stay at home son, this is where the real is
Folks 'round her still believe in God
and the right to tote a gun and our flag don't run
ain't askin' you fo nothin' if we can't get it on our own
tell the government to leave my check and church alone
Y'all can do y'all and we'll do us
and our money should always say "In God We Trust"
So if you think like that, then you one of us
if not then move on and leave us alone
Cuz country folk can survive, jus' ask Hank
leave my money in my pocket y'all can have the bank
I'm tryin to tell ya we smarter than some of y'all think
even though we talk slow all of y'all should know that..
[Hook:]
This is our song everybody sing it
clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it
Stand our ground and we don't back down
if you're from a small town and you're never gonna leave it
This is our song everybody sing it
clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean
Stand our ground and we don't back down
and if you don't like it then don't come around
[Verse:]
We come from hardworking people, they can't stand a thief
don't like a liar, freezer full of deer meat
home grown tomatoes in the kitchen window
Daddy is a deacon, mama sings "Swing Low"
at the church in the choir, Sunday dinners on the fire
Colt Ford Danny Boone gettin' mud up on the tires
We represent our folk but don't take us for a joke
we got a cooler full of boo and a pocket full of smoke
Yeah we country as corn bread, and pumpin' Nappy Roots
and if it ain't funeral we ain't gon' wear a suit
We peein' off the front porch, peein' of da back
cuz we livin' in da boonies and they don't know where we at
Can't market us urban, won't market us rural
drinkin' moonshine till we drunk and seein' plural
Small town livin' and we don't give a damn
if yo Hollywood or not, cuz we know who we am
[Repeat Hook]
[Verse:]
Ain't funny how the money change who you is
sell your sould to teh devil be a star in his biz
give up everything so you can play this game
make a buncha folks happy that don't know yo name
Don't worry 'bout me, Imma spit the truth
see I gotta represent for our country youth
and keep hope alive, cuz I will survive
with a shotgun baby and a four wheel drive
I'm buck huntin' dog runnin' playin' in a mud hole
pumping Johnny Cash, haulin' ass down a back road
Love it in the country where my soul is free
In God and my family is all I need, sing it
[Repeat Hook x2]
Titty's Beer lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Trent Tomlinson)
Let me tell ya'll a little story
Growin' up I remember one year
My uncle Titus had a bright idear
He's gonna bottle up his own brew
He figured he could make a million or two
Taste wasn't gonna be his claim to fame
What he was bankin' on was all in the name
He called it
[Chorus]
Titty's Titty's Titty's Beer
Just the thing to get you grinnin' ear to ear
Whether you're from the country or a big ol' city
One things for sure everybody loves titty's
He had his marketing plan worked up
He's gonna sell 'em all in big ol' jugs
He wouldn't package 'em in a six pack
He's gonna sell 'em by the pair and call it a rack
And he was sure it was the next big thing
With Dolly Parton in his ad campaign
Selling
[Chorus]
Happy hour two for one
Talkin' 'bout a beer buzz son
After work at the ball game or shootin' the bull
Anytime is the right time for a big ol' hand full of
[Chorus]
One things for sure everybody loves titty's
When you work real hard and your day's gone shitty
What could be better than a big ol' mouthful of titty's
Growin' up I remember one year
My uncle Titus had a bright idear
He's gonna bottle up his own brew
He figured he could make a million or two
Taste wasn't gonna be his claim to fame
What he was bankin' on was all in the name
He called it
[Chorus]
Titty's Titty's Titty's Beer
Just the thing to get you grinnin' ear to ear
Whether you're from the country or a big ol' city
One things for sure everybody loves titty's
He had his marketing plan worked up
He's gonna sell 'em all in big ol' jugs
He wouldn't package 'em in a six pack
He's gonna sell 'em by the pair and call it a rack
And he was sure it was the next big thing
With Dolly Parton in his ad campaign
Selling
[Chorus]
Happy hour two for one
Talkin' 'bout a beer buzz son
After work at the ball game or shootin' the bull
Anytime is the right time for a big ol' hand full of
[Chorus]
One things for sure everybody loves titty's
When you work real hard and your day's gone shitty
What could be better than a big ol' mouthful of titty's
She Likes To Ride In Trucks lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Craig Morgan)
It seems like yesterday we were bringing you home
I was so scared to hold you, now I'm scared to let go
Know that growin' up was just a part of your life
From baby to young lady, from woman to wife
Not everything I do seems to be wrong
Dear God, will you please let her hear my song
This road life leads could be so long
Lord I pray that she will always know her way home
[Hook: Craig Morgan]
She likes to ride in trucks
She don't need me around, near as much
I wish I could slow her down
But my baby's growin' up
And she likes to ride in trucks
Man it's funny how time flies when I look in her eyes
I used to see me, now I see him
As life [?] didn't know he'd became a man
And I realized that I used to be him
She used to run to me, now she's runnin' for the door
Chasin' my own dreams and doing my own thing
It's time for you to make your own mark in the world
But to me you'll always be daddy's little girl
[Hook: Craig Morgan]
Yes, she likes to ride in trucks
She don't need me around, near as much
I wish I could slow her down
But my baby's growin' up
She likes to ride in trucks
[Bridge: Craig Morgan (Colt Ford)]
When he shook my hand and looked me in the eyes
He promised me that she'd be home on time
(Yeah he's a pretty good kid) Oh yeah
(But I was sixteen once)
[Hook: Craig Morgan]
She likes to ride in trucks
She don't need me around, near as much
I wish I could slow her down
But my baby's growin' up
She likes to ride in trucks
I wish I could slow her down
But my baby's growin' up
She likes to ride in trucks
I was so scared to hold you, now I'm scared to let go
Know that growin' up was just a part of your life
From baby to young lady, from woman to wife
Not everything I do seems to be wrong
Dear God, will you please let her hear my song
This road life leads could be so long
Lord I pray that she will always know her way home
[Hook: Craig Morgan]
She likes to ride in trucks
She don't need me around, near as much
I wish I could slow her down
But my baby's growin' up
And she likes to ride in trucks
Man it's funny how time flies when I look in her eyes
I used to see me, now I see him
As life [?] didn't know he'd became a man
And I realized that I used to be him
She used to run to me, now she's runnin' for the door
Chasin' my own dreams and doing my own thing
It's time for you to make your own mark in the world
But to me you'll always be daddy's little girl
[Hook: Craig Morgan]
Yes, she likes to ride in trucks
She don't need me around, near as much
I wish I could slow her down
But my baby's growin' up
She likes to ride in trucks
[Bridge: Craig Morgan (Colt Ford)]
When he shook my hand and looked me in the eyes
He promised me that she'd be home on time
(Yeah he's a pretty good kid) Oh yeah
(But I was sixteen once)
[Hook: Craig Morgan]
She likes to ride in trucks
She don't need me around, near as much
I wish I could slow her down
But my baby's growin' up
She likes to ride in trucks
I wish I could slow her down
But my baby's growin' up
She likes to ride in trucks
Pipe The Sunshine In lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Tyler Farr)
I been hipper, folks, talking 'bout the Boondocks
Singing 'bout the hollers waiting back in the woods
Don't know nothing, ain't ever been mudding
Gotta get a little dirty like a country boy should
Come on down, pitch a rib, get a swallow
Son, we live so far back in the hollow
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
Gonna show you what a real hillbilly's about
Light up the smoke and pass the jug around
Get drunk in a good ol' round
Ain't hayseed, honey, don't care about the money
Just a super big black muffler's sound
We're tearing it up and throwing it down
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
You wanna know how to get here, follow them John Deeres
Place this small ain't on the map
Whiskey in the mountain and, Lord, I just love it here
Get a little swig of this sour mash
Come on down, pitch a rib, get a swallow
Son, we live so far back in the hollow
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
Gonna show you what a real hillbilly's about
Light up the smoke and pass the jug around
Get drunk in a good ol' round
Ain't hayseed, honey, don't care about the money
Just a super big black muffler's sound
We're tearing it up and throwing it down
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
Come on down, if you think you can hang
We'll be kicking up dust and raise us a Cain
This a hillbilly hoedown, redneck throw down
Country kind of thing
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
We'll show you what a real hillbilly's about
Light up your smoke, pass the jug around
Get drunk in a good ol' round, yeah
Ain't hayseed, honey, don't care about the money
Just a super big black muffler's sound
We're tearing it up and throwing it down
We'll pipe the sunshine in, we'll pipe the sunshine in
We'll pipe the sunshine in, yeah, and the moonshine out
Way back in the back roads
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
Singing 'bout the hollers waiting back in the woods
Don't know nothing, ain't ever been mudding
Gotta get a little dirty like a country boy should
Come on down, pitch a rib, get a swallow
Son, we live so far back in the hollow
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
Gonna show you what a real hillbilly's about
Light up the smoke and pass the jug around
Get drunk in a good ol' round
Ain't hayseed, honey, don't care about the money
Just a super big black muffler's sound
We're tearing it up and throwing it down
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
You wanna know how to get here, follow them John Deeres
Place this small ain't on the map
Whiskey in the mountain and, Lord, I just love it here
Get a little swig of this sour mash
Come on down, pitch a rib, get a swallow
Son, we live so far back in the hollow
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
Gonna show you what a real hillbilly's about
Light up the smoke and pass the jug around
Get drunk in a good ol' round
Ain't hayseed, honey, don't care about the money
Just a super big black muffler's sound
We're tearing it up and throwing it down
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
Come on down, if you think you can hang
We'll be kicking up dust and raise us a Cain
This a hillbilly hoedown, redneck throw down
Country kind of thing
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
We'll show you what a real hillbilly's about
Light up your smoke, pass the jug around
Get drunk in a good ol' round, yeah
Ain't hayseed, honey, don't care about the money
Just a super big black muffler's sound
We're tearing it up and throwing it down
We'll pipe the sunshine in, we'll pipe the sunshine in
We'll pipe the sunshine in, yeah, and the moonshine out
Way back in the back roads
We'll pipe the sunshine in and the moonshine out
Every Chance I Get lyrics - Colt Ford
I used to spend every night
Chasin' whiskey and skirts and neon lights
(Short skirts)
I stumble in, eyes bloodshot red
And the sun comin' up and mama shakin' her head
(Sorry mama)
But every boy's gotta grow up and be a man some day
Oh and it took a while but I finally changed my ways
So now
I only do it every chance I get
It ain't a habit, I got a handle on it
It ain't an all day, everyday thang
Unless I think I can
Used to be mornin', noon and night
Now I couldn't stop it and I ain't lyin'
I slowed down so much, you could say I quit
'Cause now I only do it every chance I get
Well, the first time I laid eyes on you
I knew my wilder days were through
So long
And after that first time behind closed doors
I didn't wanna run with the boys no more
(I really want more)
Your kinda love makes a man wanna stay at home
But I had to finally find some self control
So now
I only do it every chance I get
It ain't a habit, I got a handle on it
It ain't an all day, everyday thang
Unless you want to, baby
Used to be mornin', noon and night
Now I couldn't stop it and I ain't lyin'
I slowed down so much, you could say I quit
'Cause now I only do it every chance I get
I only do it every chance I get
It ain't a habit, I got a handle on it
It ain't an all day, everyday thang
Unless I've got the time
It used to be mornin', noon and night
Now I couldn't stop it and I ain't lyin'
I slowed down so much, you could say I quit
'Cause now I only do it every chance I get
Every chance I get
(Every chance I get)
Come on
Chasin' whiskey and skirts and neon lights
(Short skirts)
I stumble in, eyes bloodshot red
And the sun comin' up and mama shakin' her head
(Sorry mama)
But every boy's gotta grow up and be a man some day
Oh and it took a while but I finally changed my ways
So now
I only do it every chance I get
It ain't a habit, I got a handle on it
It ain't an all day, everyday thang
Unless I think I can
Used to be mornin', noon and night
Now I couldn't stop it and I ain't lyin'
I slowed down so much, you could say I quit
'Cause now I only do it every chance I get
Well, the first time I laid eyes on you
I knew my wilder days were through
So long
And after that first time behind closed doors
I didn't wanna run with the boys no more
(I really want more)
Your kinda love makes a man wanna stay at home
But I had to finally find some self control
So now
I only do it every chance I get
It ain't a habit, I got a handle on it
It ain't an all day, everyday thang
Unless you want to, baby
Used to be mornin', noon and night
Now I couldn't stop it and I ain't lyin'
I slowed down so much, you could say I quit
'Cause now I only do it every chance I get
I only do it every chance I get
It ain't a habit, I got a handle on it
It ain't an all day, everyday thang
Unless I've got the time
It used to be mornin', noon and night
Now I couldn't stop it and I ain't lyin'
I slowed down so much, you could say I quit
'Cause now I only do it every chance I get
Every chance I get
(Every chance I get)
Come on
What I Call Home lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. JB And The Moonshine Band)
Man, I've been riding through the country for a while now
Ain't nothing like home, but y'all make everywhere fell like home for me
Let's go
They say home is where you hang your hat
But it's hard when you a music man
Gotta give my heart and soul every night to another fan
From Alabama out to Texas up to Washington
Then headin' home to wash some clothes and do it all again
Gotta head to Chattanooga, Knoxville, and to VA
To by god West Virginia country folks come out to play
Run down to North Carolina make a stop in Greenville
Head on over to Myrtle Beach, House Of Blues y'all know the deal
Everyday another place, every night another show
From Mississippi to Missouri man I gotta go
See every night is different, but really it's all the same
It's all about the fans, hell y'all can keep the fame
I spend my life on the road but I never feel alone
I can have a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love and that's what I call home
Headin' out to Billy Bob then hit Louisianan
Take off to Arkansas so I can spill some country grammar
Run out to Kansas city then visit Illinois
Country folks are everywhere y'all better make some country noise
Head up to Michigan then maybe Montreal
Step off in New York City so I can holla hey y'all
Head out to California I love some Arizona
Vegas and Oregon they always have some country fun
Stop in Oklahoma Wyoming and Nebraska
North and South Dakota, might even hit up Alaska
Wisconsin Minnesota, Iowa, and of course Kentucky
Ohio Pennsylvania, Georgia, Florida damn I'm lucky
I'll stop in Indiana or maybe Idaho
I love it in Montana and Colorado
No matter where I go, no matter where I roam
I truly love all y'all, you make it feel like home
I spend my life on the road but I never feel alone
I can have a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love and that's what I call home
Man every night I get to play music
For the greatest fans in the whole wide world
And I'ma keep on doin' what Colt Ford does
Cause that's all I know how to do
So whenever I come to your town out of the woods to that big city
Just remember it will be just like going home
Let's go
I spend my life on the road but I never feel alone
I can have a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love and that's what I call home
I spend my life on the road but I never feel alone
I can have a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love and that's what I call home
Ain't nothing like home, but y'all make everywhere fell like home for me
Let's go
They say home is where you hang your hat
But it's hard when you a music man
Gotta give my heart and soul every night to another fan
From Alabama out to Texas up to Washington
Then headin' home to wash some clothes and do it all again
Gotta head to Chattanooga, Knoxville, and to VA
To by god West Virginia country folks come out to play
Run down to North Carolina make a stop in Greenville
Head on over to Myrtle Beach, House Of Blues y'all know the deal
Everyday another place, every night another show
From Mississippi to Missouri man I gotta go
See every night is different, but really it's all the same
It's all about the fans, hell y'all can keep the fame
I spend my life on the road but I never feel alone
I can have a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love and that's what I call home
Headin' out to Billy Bob then hit Louisianan
Take off to Arkansas so I can spill some country grammar
Run out to Kansas city then visit Illinois
Country folks are everywhere y'all better make some country noise
Head up to Michigan then maybe Montreal
Step off in New York City so I can holla hey y'all
Head out to California I love some Arizona
Vegas and Oregon they always have some country fun
Stop in Oklahoma Wyoming and Nebraska
North and South Dakota, might even hit up Alaska
Wisconsin Minnesota, Iowa, and of course Kentucky
Ohio Pennsylvania, Georgia, Florida damn I'm lucky
I'll stop in Indiana or maybe Idaho
I love it in Montana and Colorado
No matter where I go, no matter where I roam
I truly love all y'all, you make it feel like home
I spend my life on the road but I never feel alone
I can have a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love and that's what I call home
Man every night I get to play music
For the greatest fans in the whole wide world
And I'ma keep on doin' what Colt Ford does
Cause that's all I know how to do
So whenever I come to your town out of the woods to that big city
Just remember it will be just like going home
Let's go
I spend my life on the road but I never feel alone
I can have a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love and that's what I call home
I spend my life on the road but I never feel alone
I can have a mansion on a hill but it's only brick and stone
I love small towns and I love big crowds, I guess that's just how I roll
Cause I'm surrounded by the people that I love and that's what I call home
Skirts & Boots lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Frankie Ballard)
Well, every Friday night in America
All the girls are getting all dressed up
Got the game on, talking on the cell phone
Polling out the pickup trucks
The boys are lined up for ladies night
They can't wait to get inside
They got one thing on their mind
Yeah
Skirts and boots looking so cute
Pat down front, what a honky-tonk move
All the pretty girls on the dance floor
Shaking them hips back and forth
Boys act crazy and the reason they do
Is skirts and boots, yeah, them skirts and boots
Now they're sitting at the bar shooting doubles down
Trying to get their courage up
Silver tongues smack talk, what you got, baby-doll?
Everybody's looking for love
Ricky took a right hook to the jaw
He looked at the wrong one a little too long
The reason for it all
Yes sir
Skirts and boots looking so cute
Pat down front, what a honky-tonk move
All the pretty girls on the dance floor
Shaking them hips back and forth
The boys act crazy and the reason they do
Is skirts and boots, yeah, them skirts and boots
Come on
It's the reason we pay a cover charge
Is laid every brick and every bar
Is the reason I play guitar
Whoo
Skirts and boots looking so cute
Pat down front, what a honky-tonk move
All the pretty girls on the dance floor
Shaking them hips back and forth
Boys act crazy and the reason they do
Is skirts and boots, yeah, them skirts and boots
Nice boots mama
All the girls are getting all dressed up
Got the game on, talking on the cell phone
Polling out the pickup trucks
The boys are lined up for ladies night
They can't wait to get inside
They got one thing on their mind
Yeah
Skirts and boots looking so cute
Pat down front, what a honky-tonk move
All the pretty girls on the dance floor
Shaking them hips back and forth
Boys act crazy and the reason they do
Is skirts and boots, yeah, them skirts and boots
Now they're sitting at the bar shooting doubles down
Trying to get their courage up
Silver tongues smack talk, what you got, baby-doll?
Everybody's looking for love
Ricky took a right hook to the jaw
He looked at the wrong one a little too long
The reason for it all
Yes sir
Skirts and boots looking so cute
Pat down front, what a honky-tonk move
All the pretty girls on the dance floor
Shaking them hips back and forth
The boys act crazy and the reason they do
Is skirts and boots, yeah, them skirts and boots
Come on
It's the reason we pay a cover charge
Is laid every brick and every bar
Is the reason I play guitar
Whoo
Skirts and boots looking so cute
Pat down front, what a honky-tonk move
All the pretty girls on the dance floor
Shaking them hips back and forth
Boys act crazy and the reason they do
Is skirts and boots, yeah, them skirts and boots
Nice boots mama
Twisted lyrics - Colt Ford (feat. Tim McGraw)
Oh oooo oh
It aint rained in a month
Mama done took a job part time at the five and dime
Lord, times is hard, Daddy's pride is really hurtin', feelin' less than a man.
Workin dark to dark, how much more can he stand?
I aint never seen him cry now I'm 17
Quarterback, first train, gave my high school ring
to the prettiest little girl, green eyes and red hair.
I think I might ask her to marry me tonight at the fair.
I aint never been so torn, should I stay or leave?
Get out of this small town, am I lettin' 'em down?
I could even play ball somewhere in the fall.
Live the big city life, I guess I could have it all..
[CHORUS:]
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all this pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all the pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted.
Man, how do you decide between real life and a dream?
Lovin' ya Ma and Pa, ya girl, and ya team
Trying to figure out the next move to make,
trying to figure out the right road to take.
Dying to get out, but still afraid to roam.
Is it wrong to wanna leave the only place I've known?
Life as I know it is just simple and plain:
Chores, school, and practice, everyday is the same.
I'm tired of the routine and everyone knowing me.
I'm dreaming of everything the t.v. is showing me.
They promised me a full ride to UCLA,
but that's a whole 'nother world for small town G.A.
Lord, I'm askin', I hope you hear my prayer
cuz I'm torn between here and what I see over there.
I pray someway that you could give me a sign.
Tell me which way to go cuz I sure don't know.
[CHORUS:]
I dont know [sang in background]
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all this pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all the pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted.
Lord, we're one win away from winning it all,
and I'm a plan flight away from seeing my first ball.
I can finally see the ocean and stars of Hollywood.
Say bye to this damn farm, get a tattoo on my arm.
Forget these dirt roads and the way I was raised.
Chase the bright lights of the California nights.
Sports cars and sushi is all I see.
When I order some sweet tea they start laughin' at me
Boy, this new life aint what I thought it would be.
Maybe the city life aint made for me.
Now I'm wishing I was fishin' on the lake with Dad,
and starting to realize being country aint bad.
I miss that ol' farm and that red headed girl
and waking up before the sun to help Daddy get it done.
I'm packed and headed back to the place I was born.
Proud to be country and no longer torn
[CHORUS:]
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all this pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all the pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted. yeah. Lord, I'm twisted. oh yeah
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
If I should wait or should I go, I just dont know
This song is for everybody, no matter whether you're from a small town,
the hood, the big city, it dont matter - Everybodys got their dreams they wanna follow.
Some people are ashamed of where they're from, they dont know where they're
supposed to be. Everybody find your place in life, be proud of who you are.
Dont let nothing hold you back.
Just take me home..oh take me home.
It aint rained in a month
Mama done took a job part time at the five and dime
Lord, times is hard, Daddy's pride is really hurtin', feelin' less than a man.
Workin dark to dark, how much more can he stand?
I aint never seen him cry now I'm 17
Quarterback, first train, gave my high school ring
to the prettiest little girl, green eyes and red hair.
I think I might ask her to marry me tonight at the fair.
I aint never been so torn, should I stay or leave?
Get out of this small town, am I lettin' 'em down?
I could even play ball somewhere in the fall.
Live the big city life, I guess I could have it all..
[CHORUS:]
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all this pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all the pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted.
Man, how do you decide between real life and a dream?
Lovin' ya Ma and Pa, ya girl, and ya team
Trying to figure out the next move to make,
trying to figure out the right road to take.
Dying to get out, but still afraid to roam.
Is it wrong to wanna leave the only place I've known?
Life as I know it is just simple and plain:
Chores, school, and practice, everyday is the same.
I'm tired of the routine and everyone knowing me.
I'm dreaming of everything the t.v. is showing me.
They promised me a full ride to UCLA,
but that's a whole 'nother world for small town G.A.
Lord, I'm askin', I hope you hear my prayer
cuz I'm torn between here and what I see over there.
I pray someway that you could give me a sign.
Tell me which way to go cuz I sure don't know.
[CHORUS:]
I dont know [sang in background]
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all this pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all the pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted.
Lord, we're one win away from winning it all,
and I'm a plan flight away from seeing my first ball.
I can finally see the ocean and stars of Hollywood.
Say bye to this damn farm, get a tattoo on my arm.
Forget these dirt roads and the way I was raised.
Chase the bright lights of the California nights.
Sports cars and sushi is all I see.
When I order some sweet tea they start laughin' at me
Boy, this new life aint what I thought it would be.
Maybe the city life aint made for me.
Now I'm wishing I was fishin' on the lake with Dad,
and starting to realize being country aint bad.
I miss that ol' farm and that red headed girl
and waking up before the sun to help Daddy get it done.
I'm packed and headed back to the place I was born.
Proud to be country and no longer torn
[CHORUS:]
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all this pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted, I feel the stress that's hangin on me,
And all the pain in my family - they all depend on me.
Lord, I'm twisted. yeah. Lord, I'm twisted. oh yeah
I dont know, I dont know, I dont know
If I should wait or should I go, I just dont know
This song is for everybody, no matter whether you're from a small town,
the hood, the big city, it dont matter - Everybodys got their dreams they wanna follow.
Some people are ashamed of where they're from, they dont know where they're
supposed to be. Everybody find your place in life, be proud of who you are.
Dont let nothing hold you back.
Just take me home..oh take me home.
Chicken & Biscuits lyrics - Colt Ford
Lord have mercy here she comes
Behind the wheel of a pickup truck
Mudd slingin'
She's singin'
Country girl just doin her thing and
Ain't nothing like a backwoods baby
Drive my tractor drive me crazy
Likes huntin'
Loves fishin'
And she can hold her own in the kitchen
And by the way boys did I mention
She's pretty as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than watermelon wine
Way hotter than the alabama asphalt
And when I get her in these arms of mine
Lord have mercy I love her kisses
Man I can't get enough
Kinda like chicken and biscuits
She can rock them high heel shoes
But she'd rather where cowboy boots
Cut off jeans and a baseball hat
City girls can't do it like that
Off the chain on a friday night
Dancin' and drinkin' ain't scared to fight
Sunday mornin' rolls around
In the choir is where she's found
Y'all makes me so proud
Cause there ain't no doubt
She's pretty as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than watermelon wine
Way hotter than the alabama asphalt
And when I get her in these arms of mine
Lord have mercy I love her kisses
Man I can't get enough
Kinda like chicken and biscuits
(Hey)
Hey sweet thing let me hold you close
(Hold)
Cause there is something that you need to know
(Hey)
When it comes to lovin' you
(Hold)
There ain't nothin' that I'd rather do
She's pretty as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than watermelon wine
Way hotter than the alabama asphalt
And when I get her in these arms of mine
Lord have mercy I love her kisses
Man I can't get enough
Kinda like chicken and biscuits
Behind the wheel of a pickup truck
Mudd slingin'
She's singin'
Country girl just doin her thing and
Ain't nothing like a backwoods baby
Drive my tractor drive me crazy
Likes huntin'
Loves fishin'
And she can hold her own in the kitchen
And by the way boys did I mention
She's pretty as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than watermelon wine
Way hotter than the alabama asphalt
And when I get her in these arms of mine
Lord have mercy I love her kisses
Man I can't get enough
Kinda like chicken and biscuits
She can rock them high heel shoes
But she'd rather where cowboy boots
Cut off jeans and a baseball hat
City girls can't do it like that
Off the chain on a friday night
Dancin' and drinkin' ain't scared to fight
Sunday mornin' rolls around
In the choir is where she's found
Y'all makes me so proud
Cause there ain't no doubt
She's pretty as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than watermelon wine
Way hotter than the alabama asphalt
And when I get her in these arms of mine
Lord have mercy I love her kisses
Man I can't get enough
Kinda like chicken and biscuits
(Hey)
Hey sweet thing let me hold you close
(Hold)
Cause there is something that you need to know
(Hey)
When it comes to lovin' you
(Hold)
There ain't nothin' that I'd rather do
She's pretty as a field of daisies
She's sweeter than watermelon wine
Way hotter than the alabama asphalt
And when I get her in these arms of mine
Lord have mercy I love her kisses
Man I can't get enough
Kinda like chicken and biscuits
Hey Ya'll lyrics - Colt Ford
Hey ya'll
Hey ya'll
Hey ya'll
Hey ya'll
Come on
Saddle up lets go
Laying it down like Mexico
Who needs a beach got a cold creek
Son you can bet ya its the country Feista
Hey ya'll Lets ride
Party going on on the riverside
hey ya'll jump in
Let your hair down go off the deep in
Cold beer hot things nothin but a chicken wing
Dixie girls screaming with that southern draw
Hey Ya'll
Cut off thats right
Suger so sweet the chickens won't bite
Whole lot of hay can't no who to stand
Raising our cups up sipping on some punch punch
Hey Ya'll Lets ride
party going on on the riverside
hey ya'll jump in
Let your hair down go off the deep in
Cold beer hot things nothin but a chicken wing
Dixie girls screaming with that southern draw
Hey Ya'll
Rope swing, Trout lines
Catfish, Cornbread,Cold Coors light
Bon Fires, Lawn chairs
Raise a lot of hell hell we just don't care
Hey Ya'll Lets ride
Party going on on the riverside
hey ya'll jump in
Let your hair down go off the deep in
Cold beer hot things nothin but a chicken wing
Dixie girls screaming with that southern draw
Hey Ya'll
Hey Ya'll
Hey Ya'll
Hey Ya'll
Hey Ya'll
Hey Ya'll
Hey ya'll
Hey ya'll
Hey ya'll
Come on
Saddle up lets go
Laying it down like Mexico
Who needs a beach got a cold creek
Son you can bet ya its the country Feista
Hey ya'll Lets ride
Party going on on the riverside
hey ya'll jump in
Let your hair down go off the deep in
Cold beer hot things nothin but a chicken wing
Dixie girls screaming with that southern draw
Hey Ya'll
Cut off thats right
Suger so sweet the chickens won't bite
Whole lot of hay can't no who to stand
Raising our cups up sipping on some punch punch
Hey Ya'll Lets ride
party going on on the riverside
hey ya'll jump in
Let your hair down go off the deep in
Cold beer hot things nothin but a chicken wing
Dixie girls screaming with that southern draw
Hey Ya'll
Rope swing, Trout lines
Catfish, Cornbread,Cold Coors light
Bon Fires, Lawn chairs
Raise a lot of hell hell we just don't care
Hey Ya'll Lets ride
Party going on on the riverside
hey ya'll jump in
Let your hair down go off the deep in
Cold beer hot things nothin but a chicken wing
Dixie girls screaming with that southern draw
Hey Ya'll
Hey Ya'll
Hey Ya'll
Hey Ya'll
Hey Ya'll
Hey Ya'll
Diggin' lyrics - Colt Ford
hes got a back hoe its caterpillar yeller
hes a heller rockafeller with drink a story teller
with a DUI hes illegal to drive
but he legally drinks and gets illegally high
then one night while hes up in the sky
he looked at that back hoe ask himself why not
im gonna drive that thing its a loop hole man
this DUI don't contain
im gonna drive it to the bar down on main street now
hes diggin
gotta hot little honey hangin outta that cab
diggin
got the windows tented and a base tune hittin it
diggin
creeper past the po po incognito like joe dirt
thats how hes livin lifes a garden man
and hes just diggin
hes wearin a cat hat with a meow meow kitty
rolls up in the club pimpin like Denny
with tha beer trippin just sippin ol sud
puttin the shots back trippin with with a bud
hes was 10 beers in about 12 o clock
but to all the girls whos startin to flock
he said hey ladies time to go home
we cant stay here who wants to go
about then the vala pulled that back hoe up now
hes diggin
got 3 little honeys hangin outta that cab
diggin
got the windows tented and a base tune hittin like
diggin
creeper past the po po incognito like joe dirt
thats how hes livin lifes a garden man
and hes just diggin
was about 2:35 around 2:45
he was tryin to find his address 2:55
he was drunk as a skunk and high as a kite
swervin right and left when they flipped the blue lights
trooper said boy i aint tryin to be hatin
but your operatin intoxicatin violatin every bit of the law
he said officer no im just
diggin
look at all them honeys hangin outta that cab
diggin
with the windows tented and a base tune hittin like
diggin
beggin yo yo po po you gotta let me go yo like joe dirt
thats how hes livin lifes a garden man
and hes just diggin
yo yo po po ya gotta let me go yo
yo yo po po ya gotta let me go yo
come on now officer
ya know im just tryin to make it home
i dont mean to cause no problems
but i got all these girls i gotta get em home safe
thats what any ol country boy would do
i promise im going home right now
just let me come on now
everythings gonna be fine
we just out here diggin a lil bit
dig ha ha ha ha ha
hes a heller rockafeller with drink a story teller
with a DUI hes illegal to drive
but he legally drinks and gets illegally high
then one night while hes up in the sky
he looked at that back hoe ask himself why not
im gonna drive that thing its a loop hole man
this DUI don't contain
im gonna drive it to the bar down on main street now
hes diggin
gotta hot little honey hangin outta that cab
diggin
got the windows tented and a base tune hittin it
diggin
creeper past the po po incognito like joe dirt
thats how hes livin lifes a garden man
and hes just diggin
hes wearin a cat hat with a meow meow kitty
rolls up in the club pimpin like Denny
with tha beer trippin just sippin ol sud
puttin the shots back trippin with with a bud
hes was 10 beers in about 12 o clock
but to all the girls whos startin to flock
he said hey ladies time to go home
we cant stay here who wants to go
about then the vala pulled that back hoe up now
hes diggin
got 3 little honeys hangin outta that cab
diggin
got the windows tented and a base tune hittin like
diggin
creeper past the po po incognito like joe dirt
thats how hes livin lifes a garden man
and hes just diggin
was about 2:35 around 2:45
he was tryin to find his address 2:55
he was drunk as a skunk and high as a kite
swervin right and left when they flipped the blue lights
trooper said boy i aint tryin to be hatin
but your operatin intoxicatin violatin every bit of the law
he said officer no im just
diggin
look at all them honeys hangin outta that cab
diggin
with the windows tented and a base tune hittin like
diggin
beggin yo yo po po you gotta let me go yo like joe dirt
thats how hes livin lifes a garden man
and hes just diggin
yo yo po po ya gotta let me go yo
yo yo po po ya gotta let me go yo
come on now officer
ya know im just tryin to make it home
i dont mean to cause no problems
but i got all these girls i gotta get em home safe
thats what any ol country boy would do
i promise im going home right now
just let me come on now
everythings gonna be fine
we just out here diggin a lil bit
dig ha ha ha ha ha
Mud Flap lyrics - Colt Ford
I roll up in my two ton, black and orange harley two tone.
Texas longhorn on the grill.
Two sexy ladies hanging from the wheel.
The music thumpin' down in the club.
I see a honey blowin' wranglers up.
She top heavy with the long dark hair.
Jeans are stuffed like a build a bear.
[Chorus]
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
Chrome rack and a swayed back.
Can't help but stare when she's built like that,
Those curves she got give me a heart attack.
A little dirty but she cleans up nice,
A taste of sugar but a lotta spice.
Hit reverse, baby bring it on back.
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
I bet you're rollin' in the royal tees.
I'd like to peek inside your treasure weed.
I've even seen you on the rearview glass;
Devil horns, angel wings on back.
Covered in chrome, girl you got real flash.
Dubs like a truck, is every hit your nav.
[Chorus]
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
Chrome rack and a swayed back.
Can't help but stare when she's built like that,
Those curves she got give me a heart attack.
A little dirty but she cleans up nice,
A taste of sugar but a lotta spice.
Hit reverse, baby bring it on back.
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
Don't be scared it's just a ride.
I'll even let you drop into 4 wheel drive.
[Chorus]
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
Chrome rack and a swayed back.
Can't help but stare when she's built like that,
Those curves she got give me a heart attack.
A little dirty but she cleans up nice,
A taste of sugar but a lotta spice.
Hit reverse, baby bring it on back.
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
Texas longhorn on the grill.
Two sexy ladies hanging from the wheel.
The music thumpin' down in the club.
I see a honey blowin' wranglers up.
She top heavy with the long dark hair.
Jeans are stuffed like a build a bear.
[Chorus]
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
Chrome rack and a swayed back.
Can't help but stare when she's built like that,
Those curves she got give me a heart attack.
A little dirty but she cleans up nice,
A taste of sugar but a lotta spice.
Hit reverse, baby bring it on back.
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
I bet you're rollin' in the royal tees.
I'd like to peek inside your treasure weed.
I've even seen you on the rearview glass;
Devil horns, angel wings on back.
Covered in chrome, girl you got real flash.
Dubs like a truck, is every hit your nav.
[Chorus]
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
Chrome rack and a swayed back.
Can't help but stare when she's built like that,
Those curves she got give me a heart attack.
A little dirty but she cleans up nice,
A taste of sugar but a lotta spice.
Hit reverse, baby bring it on back.
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
Don't be scared it's just a ride.
I'll even let you drop into 4 wheel drive.
[Chorus]
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
Chrome rack and a swayed back.
Can't help but stare when she's built like that,
Those curves she got give me a heart attack.
A little dirty but she cleans up nice,
A taste of sugar but a lotta spice.
Hit reverse, baby bring it on back.
I think I seen her on a mud flap.
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