1.Mud On The Tires
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Chris DuBois
Writer(s)：Chris DuBoisBrad Paisley
I've got some big news
The bank finally came through
And I'm holdin the keys to a brand new Chevrolet
Have you been outside, it sure is a nice night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake？
There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four-wheel drive
Come on now what do you say
Girl, I can hardly wait to get a little mud on the tires.
'Cause it's a good night
To be out there soakin' up the moonlight
Stake out a little piece of shoreline
I've got the perfect place in mind.
It's in the middle of nowhere only one way to get there
You got to get a little mud on the tires.
Moonlight on a duck blind
Catfish on a trot line
Sun sets about nine this time of year
We can throw a blanket down
Crickets singin' in the background
And more stars than we can count on a night this clear.
I tell you what we need to do is grab a sleepin' bag or two
And build us a little campfire
And then with a little luck we might just get stuck
Let's get a little mud on the tires.
'Cause it's a good night
To be out there soakin' up the moonlight
Stake out a little piece of shore line
I've got the perfect place in mind.
It's in the middle of nowhere
Only one way to get there
You got to get a little mud on the tires.
And then with a little luck we might just get stuck
Let's get a little mud on the tires...
2.Ticks
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Kelley Lovelace;Tim Owens
Writer(s)：Tim OwensKelley LovelaceBrad Paisley
Every time you take a sip
In this smoky atmosphere
You press that bottle to your lips
And I wish I was your beer
In the small there of your back
Your jeans are playing peekaboo
I'd like to see the other half of your butterfly tattoo.
Hey that gives me an idea
Let's get out of this bar
Drive out into the country
And find a place to park.
'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight
I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I'd like to check you for ticks.
I know the perfect little path
Out in these woods I used to hunt
Don't worry babe I've got your back
And I've also got your front
Now, I'd hate to waste a night like this
I'll keep you safe you wait and see
The only thing allowed to crawl all over you when we get there
is me.
You know every guy in here tonight
Would like to take you home
But I've got way more class than them
Babe that ain't what I want.
'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight
I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks
I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I'd like to check you for ticks.
You never know where one might be
There's lots of place that are hard to reach
I gotcha.
I'd like to see you out in the moonlight
I'd like to kiss you baby way back in the sticks
I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers
And I'd like to check you for ticks.
I'd sure like to check you for ticks...
3.Anything Like Me
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Chris DuBois;Dave Turnbull
Writer(s)：Dave TurnbullChris DuBoisBrad Paisley
I remember sayin' I don't care either way
Just as long as he or she is healthy I'm ok
Then the doctor pointed to the corner of the screen
And said 'Ya see that thing right there well ya know what that
means'
And I started wondering who he was going to be
And I thought heaven help us if hes anything like me
He'll probably climb a tree to tall and ride hes bike to fast
End up every summer wearin something in a cast
Hes gonna throw a ball and break some glass in a window down the
street
Hes gonna get in trouble oh hes gonna get in fights
Im gonna lose my temper and some sleep
It safe to say that im gonna get my pay back if hes anything
like me
I can see him right now knees all skinned up
With a magnifying glass tryin to melt the Tonka truck
Wont he be a sight with his football helmet on
That'll be his first love til his first love comes along
He'll get his heart broke by the time hes in his teens
And heaven help him if hes anything like me
He'll probably stay out to late and drive his car to fast
Get a speeding ticket he'll pay for mowing grass
Hes gonna get caught skippin class and be ground for a week
Hes gonna get in trouble we're gonna get in fights
Im gonna lose my temper and some sleep
Its safe to say that im gonna get my pay back if hes anything
like me
Hes gonna love me and hate me along the way
Years are gonna fly by I already dread the day
Hes gonna hug hes momma hes gonna shake my hand
Hes gonna act like he cant wait to leave
But as he drives out he'll cry hes eyes out
If hes anything like me,
There's worse folks to be like,
Aw he'll be alright if hes anything like me
4.The World
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Kelley Lovelace;Lee Thomas Miller
Writer(s)：Lee Thomas MillerKelley LovelaceBrad Paisley
To the teller down at the bank
You're just another checking account
To the plumber that came today
You're just another house
At the airport ticket counter
You're just another fare
At the beauty shop at the mall
Well you're just another head of hair
Well that's alright, that's okay
If you don't feel important, honey
All I've got to say is.
To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world.
To the waiter at the restaurant
You're just another tip
To the guy at the ice cream shop
You're just another dip
When you can't get reservations
'Cause you don't have the clout
Or you didn't get an invitation
'Cause somebody left you out
That's alright, that's ok
When you don't feel important honey
All I've got to say is.
To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world.
You think you're one of millions but you're one in a million to
me
When you wonder if you matter, baby look into my eyes
And tell me, can't you see you're everything to me.
That's alright, that's ok
When you don't feel important honey
All I've gotta say is.
To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world...
5.Little Moments
Lyricist：Chris DuBois;Brad Paisley
Writer(s)：Chris DuBoisBrad Paisley
Well, I'll never forget the first time that I heard
That pretty mouth say that dirty word
And I can't even remember now
What she backed my truck into
But she covered her mouth and her face got red
And she just looked so darn cute
That I couldn't even act like I was mad.
Yeah, I live for little moments like that.
That's like just last year on my birthday
She lost all track of time and burnt the cake
And every smoke detector in the house was going off
And she was just about to cry until I took her in my arms
And I tried not to let her see me laugh.
Yeah, I live for little moments like that.
I know she's not perfect
But she tries so hard for me
And I thank God that she isn't
'Cause how boring would that be
It's the little imperfections
It's the sudden change of plans
When she misreads the directions
And we're lost but holding hands.
Yeah, I live for little moments like that.
When she's laying on my shoulder
On the sofa in the dark
And about the time she falls asleep
So does my right arm
And I want so bad to move it
'Cause it's tingling and it's numb
She looks so much like an angel
That I don't want to wake her up.
Yeah, I live for little moments.
When she steals my heart again
And doesn't even know it.
Yeah, I live for little moments like that...
6.When I Get Where I'm Going(Featuring Dolly Parton)
Lyricist：Rivers Rutherford;George Teren
Writer(s)：Rivers RutherfordGeorge Teren
When I get where I'm going
On the far side of the sky
The first thing that I'm gonna do
Is spread my wings and fly.
I'm gonna land beside a lion
And run my fingers through his mane
Or I might find out what it's like
To ride a drop of rain.
Yeah, when I get where I'm goin'
There'll be only happy tears
I'll shed the sins and struggles
I have carried all these years
And I'll leave my heart wide open
I will love and have no fear
Yeah when I get where I'm goin'
Don't cry for me down here.
I'm gonna walk with my grand daddy
And he'll match me step for step
And I'll tell him how I missed him
Every minute since he left
And then I'll hug his neck.
Yeah, when I get where I'm goin'
There'll be only happy tears
I'll shed the sins and struggles
I have carried all these years
And I'll leave my heart wide open
I will love and have no fear
Yeah, when I get where I'm goin'
Don't cry for me down here.
So much pain and so much darkness
In this world we stumble through
All these questions I can't answer
So much work to do.
But when I get where I'm goin'
And I see my maker's face
I'll stand forever in the light
Of his amazing grace
Yeah, when I get where I'm goin'
Oh, when I get where I'm goin'
There'll be only happy tears
Hallelujah
I will love and have no fear
When I get where I'm goin'
Yeah, when I get where I'm goin'...
7.Celebrity
Lyricist：Brad Paisley
Writer(s)：Brad Paisley
Someday I'm gonna be famous, do I have talent, well, no.
These days you don't really need it, thanks to reality shows.
Can't wait to date a supermodel, can't wait to sue my dad.
Can't wait to wreck a Ferrari on my way to rehab.
'Cause when you're a celebrity
It's adios reality
You' can act just like fool
People think you're cool
Just 'cause you're on TV.
I can throw major fits
When my latte isn't just how I like it
They say I've gone insane,
I'll blame it on the fame,
And the pressures that goes with
Being a celebrity.
I get to cry to Barbara Walters when things don't go my way.
I'll get community service no matter which law I break.
I'll make the supermarket tabloids, they'll write some awful
stuff
But the more they run my name down the more my price goes up!
'Cause when you're a celebrity,
It's adios reality.
No matter what you do,
People think you're cool,
Just 'cause you're on TV.
I can fall in and out of love,
Have marriages that barely last a month.
When they go down the drain
I'll blame it on the fame
And say it's just so tough.
Being a celebrity.
So let's hitch up the wagons and head out west
To the land of fun in the sun
We'll be real world bachelor jackass millionaires
Hey, Hey, Hollywood, here we come!
Yeah, When you're a celebrity
It's adios reality
No matter what you do,
People think you're cool,
Just cause you're on TV.
Being a celebrity.
Yeahm celebrity!
Uh huh.
Ugh？ Where's my coffee？...
8.Then(Piano Mix)
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Chris DuBois;Ashley Gorley
Writer(s)：Chris DuBoisBrad PaisleyAshley Gorley
I remember trying not to stare
The night that I first met you
You had me mesmerized
And three weeks later in the front porch light
Taking forty five minutes to kiss goodnight
I hadn't told you yet, but I thought I loved you then.
Now your my whole life
Now your my whole world
And I just can't believe
The way I feel about you girl
Like a river meets the sea
Stronger than it's ever been
We've come so far since that day
And, I thought I loved you then.
I remember taking you back
To right where I first met you
You were so surprised
There people around, but I didn't care
I got down on one knee right there
And once again, I thought I loved you then.
Now your my whole life
Now your my whole world
And I just can't believe
The way I feel about you girl
Like a river meets the sea
Stronger than it's ever been
We've come so far since that day
And, I thought I loved you then.
I can just see you
With a baby on the way
I can just see you
When your hair is turning gray
What I can't see
Is how I'm ever going to love you more
But, I've said that before.
Now your my whole life
Now your my whole world
And I just can't believe
The way I feel about you girl
We'll look back someday
At this moment that we're in
And I'll look at you and say
'And, I thought I loved you then.'
And, I thought I loved you then...
9.I'm Still A Guy
Lyricist：Kelley Lovelace;Brad Paisley;Lee Thomas Miller
Writer(s)：Lee Thomas MillerKelley LovelaceBrad Paisley
When you see a deer, you see Bambi
And I see antlers up on the wall
You see a lake you think picnics
And I see a large mouth up under that log.
You're probably thinkin' that you're gonna change me
In some ways, well, maybe you might
Scrub me down, dress me up
Oh, but no matter what, remember, I'm still a guy.
When you see a priceless French painting
I see a drunk naked girl
You think that riding a wild bull sounds crazy
And I'd like to give it a whirl.
Well, love makes a man do some things he ain't proud of
And in a weak moment I might
Walk your sissie dog, hold your purse at the mall
But remember, I'm still a guy.
And I'll pour out my heart, hold your hand in the car
Write a love song that makes you cry
Then turn right around, knock some jerk to the ground
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by.
I can hear you now talkin' to your friends
Sayin', yeah girls, he's come a long way
From draggin' his knuckles and carryin' a club
And buildin' a fire in a cave.
But when you say a backrub means only a backrub
And you swat my hand when I try
Well, now what can I say at the end of the day
Honey, I'm still a guy.
And I'll pour out my heart, hold your hand in the car
Write a love song that makes you cry
Then turn right around, knock some jerk to the ground
'Cause he copped a feel as you walked by.
These days there's dudes gettin' facials
Manicured, waxed and botoxed
With deep spray-on tans and creamy lotiony hands
You can't grip a tacklebox.
Yeah, with all of these men linin' up to get neutered
It's hip now to be feminized
Well, I don't highlight my hair, I've still got a pair
Yeah honey, I'm still a guy.
Oh, my eyebrows ain't plucked, there's a gun in my truck
Oh, thank God I'm still a guy...
10.He Didn't Have to Be
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Kelley Lovelace
Writer(s)：Kelley LovelaceBrad Paisley
When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new,
It always winds up feeling more like a job interview.
My momma used to wonder if she'd ever meet someone
Who wouldn't find out about me and then turn around and run.
I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old.
He took my mom out to the movie, and for once I got to go.
A few months later, I remember lying there in bed.
I overheard him pop the question,
And I prayed that she'd say yes
And then all of a sudden, oh it seemed so strange to me.
How we went from somthings missing to a family.
Looking back all I can say about all the things he did for me,
Is that I hope I'm at least half the dad he didn't have to be
I met the girl that's now my wife about three years ago.
We had the perfect marriage, but we wanted something more.
Now here I stand surrounded by our family and friends,
Crowded around the nursery window as they bring the baby in.
And now all of a sudden, oh it seems so strange to me.
How we'd gone from somthings missing to a family.
Looking through the glass,
I think about the man that's standing next to me,
And I hope I'm at least half the dad that he didn't have to be
And looking back all I can say about all the things he did for
me
Is I hope I'm at least half the dad he didn't have to be
Yeah, I hope I'm at least half the dad he didn't have to be
Because he didn't have to be
You know he didn't have to be
11.Alcohol
Lyricist：Brad Paisley
Writer(s)：Brad Paisley
I can make anybody pretty
I can make you believe any lie
I can make you pick a fight
With somebody twice your size.
Well, I've been known to cause a few break ups
And I've been known to cause a few births
I can make you new friends
Or get you fired from work.
And since the day I left Milwaukee
Lynchburg and Bordeaux France
Been makin' the bars lots of big money
And helpin' white people dance
I got you in trouble in high school
But college, now that was a ball
You had some of the best times
You'll never remember with me
Alcohol, alcohol.
I got blamed at your wedding reception
For your best man's embarrasing speach
And also for those naked pictures
Of you at the beach.
I've influenced kings and world leaders
I helped Hemmingway write like he did
I'll bet you a drink or two that I can make you
Put that lampshade on your head.
'Cause since the day I left Milwaukee
Lynchburg and Bordeaux France
Been makin' a fool out of folks just like you
And helpin' white people dance
I'm medicine and I am poison
I can help you up or make you fall
You had some of the best times
You'll never remember with me
Alcohol, alcohol.
Yeah, since the day I left Milwaukee
Lynchburg and Bordeaux France
Been makin' the bars lots of big money
Helpin' white people dance
I got you in trouble in high school
But college, now that was a ball
You had some of the best times
You'll never remember with me
Alcohol, alcohol...
12.Whiskey Lullaby(Featuring Alison Krauss)
Lyricist：Bill Anderson;Jon Randall
Writer(s)：Jon RandallBill Anderson
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart, he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind,
Until the night.
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her 'til I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind,
Until the night.
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees
We found her with her face down in the pillow
Clinging to his picture for dear life
We laid her next to him beneath the willow
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la...
13.We Danced
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Chris DuBois
Writer(s)：Chris DuBoisBrad Paisley
The bar was empty
I was sweeping up the floor
That's when she walked in
I said, 'I'm sorry but we're closed'
And she said 'I know,
But I'm afraid I left my purse'
I said, 'I put one back behind the bar
I bet it's probably yours'
And the next thing that I knew
There we were, lost in conversation
And before I handed her her purse
I said, 'You'll only get this back on one condition'
And we danced
Out there on that empty hardwood floor
The chairs up and the lights turned way down low
The music played, we held each other close
And we danced
And from that moment
There was never any doubt
I had found the one
That I had always dreamed about
And then one evenin'
When she stopped by after work
I pulled a diamond ring out of the pocket of my shirt
And as her eyes filled up with tears
She said, 'This is the last thing I expected'
And then she took me by the hand
And said, 'I'll only marry you on one condition'
And we danced
Out there on that empty hardwood floor
The chairs up and the lights turned way down low
The music played, we held each other close
And we danced
Like no one else had ever danced before
I can't explain what happened on that floor
But the music played
We held each other close
And we danced
Yeah, we danced
14.Online
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Chris DuBois;Kelley Lovelace
Writer(s)：Kelley LovelaceChris DuBoisBrad Paisley
I work down at The Pizza Pit
And I drive an old Hyundai
I still live with my mom and dad
I'm five foot three and overweight
I'm a sci： fi fanatic, mild asthmatic
Never been to second base
But there's a whole 'nother me
That you need to see
Go check out Myspace.
'Cause online I'm out in Hollywood
I'm six foot five and I look damn good
I drive a Maserati, I'm a black belt in karate
And I love a good glass of wine
It turns girls on that I'm mysterious
I tell 'em I don't want nothing serious
'Cause even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat
With two women at one time.
I'm so much cooler online
I'm so much cooler online.
I get home I kiss my mom
And she fixes me a snack
I head down to my basement bedroom
And fire up my Mac
In real life the only time
I've ever even been to L.A.
Was when I got the chance with the marching band
To play tuba in the Rose Parade.
But online I live in Malibu
I pose for Calvin Klein
I've been in GQ
I'm single and I'm rich
And I got a set of six-pack abs that would blow your mind
It turns girls on that I'm mysterious
I tell 'em I don't want nothing serious
'Cause even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat
With two women at one time.
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online.
When you've got my kind of stats
It's hard to get a date
Let alone a real girlfriend
But I grow another foot and lose a bunch of weight
Every time I log in.
Online I'm out in Hollywood
I'm six foot five and I look damn good
Even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat
With two women at one time.
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online.
15.Water(Live)
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Chris DuBois;Kelley Lovelace;John T. Williams
Writer(s)：Kelley LovelaceJohn T. WilliamsChris DuBoisBrad Paisley
Inflatable pool full of Dad's hot air
I was three years old splashin' everywhere
And so began my love affair with water
On a riverbank with all my friends
A big ol' rope tied to a limb
And your a big ol' wuss if you don't jump in the water
Yeah when that summer sun starts beatin' down
And you dont know what to do
Grab your swimmin' trunks ice up that old Igloo
And drive until the map turns blue
Daytona Beach on spring break
18 girls up on stage
White t-shirts about to be sprayed with water
Yeah when that summer sun starts beatin down
And you don't know what to do
Just go and grab someone
You wanna see in a bathing suit
And drive until the map turns blue
You can stay right there
When the daylights gone
Play truth or dare
And it won't take long
Fore' you and her
Got nothin' on but water
All you really need this time of year
Is a pair of shades and ice cold beer
And a place to sit somewhere near water
16.American Saturday Night(Live)
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Ashley Gorley;Kelley Lovelace
Writer(s)：Kelley LovelaceBrad PaisleyAshley Gorley
Woahhhhh woahhhhhhh
Shes got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car
Listen to the Beatles singing back in the USSR
Yeah shes goin around the world tonight
But she ain't leavin here
Shes just going to meet her boyfriend down at the street fair
It's a french kiss, italian ice
Spanish moss in the moonlight
Just another American Saturday night
There's a big toga party tonight down at Delta Chi
They've got Canadian bacon on their pizza pie
They've got a cooler full of cold Coronas and Amstel light
It's like were all livin' in a big ol' cup
Just fire up the blender, mix it all up
It's a French kiss, Italian ice
Margaritas in the moonlight(woahhhh)
Just another American Saturday night
You know everywhere has something they're known for
Although usually it washes up on our shores
My great great great granddaddy stepped off of that ship
I bet he never ever dreamed we'd have all this
You know everywhere has somethin' they're known for
Although usually it washes up on our shores
Little Italy, Chinatown, sittin' there side by side
Live from New York, It's Saturday Night!
It's a French kiss, Italian ice,
Spanish moss in the moonlight
Just another American, just another American,
Its just another American Saturday night
17.Waitin' On A Woman(Live)
Lyricist：Don Sampson;Wynn Varble
Writer(s)：Wynn VarbleDon Sampson
Sittin' on a bench at West Town Mall
He sat down in his overalls and asked me
''You waitin' on a woman？''
I nodded yeah and said, ''How 'bout you？''
He said, ''Son since nineteen fifty-two I've been
Waitin' on a woman.''
When I picked her up for our first date
I told her I'd be there at eight
And she came down the stairs at eight-thirty
She said, ''I'm sorry that I took so long
Didn't like a thing that I tried on.''
But let me tell you son she sure looked pretty
Yeah, she'll take her time but I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman.
He said, ''The wedding took a year to plan
You talk about an anxious man, I was nervous
Waitin' on a woman.''
And then he nudged my arm like old men do
And said, ''I'll say this about the honeymoon, it was worth it
Waitin' on a woman.''
And I don't guess we've been anywhere
She hasn't made us late I swear
Sometimes she does it just 'cause she can do it
Boy it's just a fact of life
It'll be the same with your young wife
Might as well go on and get used to it
She'll take her time 'cause you don't mind
Waitin' on a woman.
I've read somewhere statistics show
The man's always the first to go
And that makes sense 'cause I know she won't be ready
So when it finally comes my time
And I get to the other side
I'll find myself a bench, if they've got any
I hope she takes her time, 'cause I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman.
Honey, take your time, cause I don't mind
Waitin' on a woman...
18.I'm Gonna Miss Her(Live)
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Frank Rogers
Writer(s)：Frank RogersBrad Paisley
Well, I love her
But I love to fish
I spend all day out on this lake
And hell is all I catch
But today she met me at the door
Said I would have to choose
If I hit that fishin hole today
She'd be packin all her things
And she'd be gone by noon.
Well, I'm gonna miss her
When I get home
But right now I'm on this lakeshore
And I'm sittin' in the sun
I'm sure it'll hit me
When I walk through that door tonight
Yeah, I'm gonna miss her
Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite, all right!
Now there's a chance that if I hurry
I could beg her to stay
That water's right
And the weather's perfect
No tellin' what I might catch today.
So I'm gonna miss her
When I get home
But right now I'm on this lakeshore
And I'm sittin' in the sun
I'm sure it'll hit me
When I walk through that door tonight
Yeah, I'm gonna miss her
Oh, lookie there, another bite
Yeah, I'm gonna miss her
Oh, lookie there I've got a bite...
19.Mud On The Tires(Live)
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Chris DuBois
Writer(s)：Chris DuBoisBrad Paisley
I've got some big news
The bank finally came through
And I'm holdin the keys to a brand new Chevrolet
Have you been outside, it sure is a nice night
How about a little test drive
Down by the lake？
There's a place I know about where the dirt road runs out
And we can try out the four-wheel drive
Come on now what do you say
Girl, I can hardly wait to get a little mud on the tires.
'Cause it's a good night
To be out there soakin' up the moonlight
Stake out a little piece of shoreline
I've got the perfect place in mind.
It's in the middle of nowhere only one way to get there
You got to get a little mud on the tires.
Moonlight on a duck blind
Catfish on a trot line
Sun sets about nine this time of year
We can throw a blanket down
Crickets singin' in the background
And more stars than we can count on a night this clear.
I tell you what we need to do is grab a sleepin' bag or two
And build us a little campfire
And then with a little luck we might just get stuck
Let's get a little mud on the tires.
'Cause it's a good night
To be out there soakin' up the moonlight
Stake out a little piece of shore line
I've got the perfect place in mind.
It's in the middle of nowhere
Only one way to get there
You got to get a little mud on the tires.
And then with a little luck we might just get stuck
Let's get a little mud on the tires...
20.She's Everything(Live)
Lyricist：Will Nance;Brad Paisley
Writer(s)：Will NanceBrad Paisley
She's a yellow pair of running shoes
A holey pair of jeans
She looks great in cheap sunglasses
She looks great in anything
She's I want a piece of chocolate
Take me to a movie
She's I can't find a thing to wear
Now and then she's moody.
She's a Saturn with a sunroof
With her brown hair a-blowing
She's a soft place to land
And a good feeling knowing
She's a warm conversation
That I wouldn't miss for nothing
She's a fighter when she's mad
And she's a lover when she's loving.
And she's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
I talk about her, I go on and on and on
'Cause she's everything to me.
She's a Saturday out on the town
And a church girl on Sunday
She's a cross around her neck
And a cuss word 'cause it's Monday
She's a bubble bath and candles
Baby come and kiss me
She's a one glass of wine
And she's feeling kinda tipsy.
She's the giver I wish I could be
And the stealer of the covers
She's a picture in my wallet
Of my unborn children's mother
She's the hand that I'm holding
When I'm on my knees and praying
She's the answer to my prayer
And she's the song that I'm playing.
And she's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
I talk about her, I go on and on and on
'Cause she's everything to me.
She's the voice I love to hear
Someday when I'm ninety
She's that wooden rocking chair
I want rocking right beside me
Everyday that passes
I only love her more
Yeah, she's the one
That I'd lay down my own life for.
And she's everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
She's everything to me
Yeah she's everything to me.
Everything I ever wanted
And everything I need
She's everything to me...
21.Time Warp(Live)
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Vince Guaraldi;Frank Rogers;Chris DuBois
Writer(s)：Vince GuaraldiFrank RogersChris DuBoisBrad Paisley
Its astounding
Time is fleeting
Madness takes its toll.
But listen closely
Not for very much longer.
Ive got to keep control. . .
I remember doing the time warp.
Drinking those moments when
The blackness within me.
And the void would be calling
22.Letter To Me(Live)
Lyricist：Brad Paisley
Writer(s)：Brad Paisley
If I could write a letter to me and send it back in time to
myself at 17
First I'd prove it's me by saying look under your bed
There's a Skoal can and a Playboy no one else would know you hid
And then I'd say I know it's tough when you break up after seven
months
And yeah, I know you really liked her, and it just don't seem
fair
All I can say is pain like that is fast and it's rare.
And oh, you got so much going for you, going right
But I know at 17, it's hard to see past Friday night
She wasn't right for you
And still you feel like there's a knife sticking out of your
back
And you're wondering if you'll survive
You'll make it through this and you'll see
You're still around to write this letter to me.
At the stop sign at Tominson and Eighth
Always stop completely
Don't just tap your brakes
And when you get a date with Bridgett
Make sure the tank is full
On second thought forget it
That one turns out kinda cool
Each and every time you have a fight
Just assume you're wrong and dad is right
And you should really thank Mrs. Brinkman
She spent so much extra time
It's like she sees the diamond underneath
And she's polishing you 'til you shine.
And oh, you got so much going for you, going right
But I know at 17 it's hard to see past Friday night
Tonight's the bonfire rally but you're staying home instead
Because if you fail algebra, mom and dad will kill you dead
Trust me you'll squeak by and get a C
And you're still around to write this letter to me.
You've got so much ahead
You'll make new friends, you should see your kids and wife
And I'd end by saying have no fear
These are nowhere near the best years of your life.
I guess I'll see you in the mirror
When you're a grown man
P.S. go hug Aunt Rita every chance you can.
And oh, you got so much going for you, going right
But I know at 17, it's hard to see past Friday night
I wish you'd study Spanish
I wish you'd take a typing class
I wish you wouldn't worry, let it be
I'd say have a little faith, and you'll see.
If I could write a letter to me, to me...
23.Then(Live)
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Chris DuBois;Ashley Gorley
Writer(s)：Chris DuBoisBrad PaisleyAshley Gorley
I remember trying not to stare
The night that I first met you
You had me mesmerized
And three weeks later in the front porch light
Taking forty five minutes to kiss goodnight
I hadn't told you yet, but I thought I loved you then.
Now your my whole life
Now your my whole world
And I just can't believe
The way I feel about you girl
Like a river meets the sea
Stronger than it's ever been
We've come so far since that day
And, I thought I loved you then.
I remember taking you back
To right where I first met you
You were so surprised
There people around, but I didn't care
I got down on one knee right there
And once again, I thought I loved you then.
Now your my whole life
Now your my whole world
And I just can't believe
The way I feel about you girl
Like a river meets the sea
Stronger than it's ever been
We've come so far since that day
And, I thought I loved you then.
I can just see you
With a baby on the way
I can just see you
When your hair is turning gray
What I can't see
Is how I'm ever going to love you more
But, I've said that before.
Now your my whole life
Now your my whole world
And I just can't believe
The way I feel about you girl
We'll look back someday
At this moment that we're in
And I'll look at you and say
'And, I thought I loved you then.'
And, I thought I loved you then
24.Alcohol(Live featuring Darius Rucker)
Lyricist：Brad Paisley
Writer(s)：Brad Paisley
I can make anybody pretty
I can make you believe any lie
I can make you pick a fight
With somebody twice your size.
Well, I've been known to cause a few break ups
And I've been known to cause a few births
I can make you new friends
Or get you fired from work.
And since the day I left Milwaukee
Lynchburg and Bordeaux France
Been makin' the bars lots of big money
And helpin' white people dance
I got you in trouble in high school
But college, now that was a ball
You had some of the best times
You'll never remember with me
Alcohol, alcohol.
I got blamed at your wedding reception
For your best man's embarrasing speach
And also for those naked pictures
Of you at the beach.
I've influenced kings and world leaders
I helped Hemmingway write like he did
I'll bet you a drink or two that I can make you
Put that lampshade on your head.
'Cause since the day I left Milwaukee
Lynchburg and Bordeaux France
Been makin' a fool out of folks just like you
And helpin' white people dance
I'm medicine and I am poison
I can help you up or make you fall
You had some of the best times
You'll never remember with me
Alcohol, alcohol.
Yeah, since the day I left Milwaukee
Lynchburg and Bordeaux France
Been makin' the bars lots of big money
Helpin' white people dance
I got you in trouble in high school
But college, now that was a ball
You had some of the best times
You'll never remember with me
Alcohol, alcohol
25.Online(Reprise)
Lyricist：Brad Paisley;Chris DuBois;Kelley Lovelace
Writer(s)：Kelley LovelaceChris DuBoisBrad Paisley
I work down at The Pizza Pit
And I drive an old Hyundai
I still live with my mom and dad
I'm five foot three and overweight
I'm a sci： fi fanatic, mild asthmatic
Never been to second base
But there's a whole 'nother me
That you need to see
Go check out Myspace.
'Cause online I'm out in Hollywood
I'm six foot five and I look damn good
I drive a Maserati, I'm a black belt in karate
And I love a good glass of wine
It turns girls on that I'm mysterious
I tell 'em I don't want nothing serious
'Cause even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat
With two women at one time.
I'm so much cooler online
I'm so much cooler online.
I get home I kiss my mom
And she fixes me a snack
I head down to my basement bedroom
And fire up my Mac
In real life the only time
I've ever even been to L.A.
Was when I got the chance with the marching band
To play tuba in the Rose Parade.
But online I live in Malibu
I pose for Calvin Klein
I've been in GQ
I'm single and I'm rich
And I got a set of six-pack abs that would blow your mind
It turns girls on that I'm mysterious
I tell 'em I don't want nothing serious
'Cause even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat
With two women at one time.
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online.
When you've got my kind of stats
It's hard to get a date
Let alone a real girlfriend
But I grow another foot and lose a bunch of weight
Every time I log in.
Online I'm out in Hollywood
I'm six foot five and I look damn good
Even on a slow day I can have a three-way chat
With two women at one time.
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online.
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