1.How 'Bout You Don't
Lyricist：Vicky Mc Gehee, Stokes Nielson, Jeremy Stover
All of this screamin'
Ain't gettin' us nowhere tonight
You're dead set on leavin'
Both of us tired of the same old fight
Your drawers are empty, your closet too
Your lips are ready to say we're through
But how 'bout you don't slam that door
Call it quits, throw your suitcase in that old Ford？
Back the car out, make that right
Hit the highway, say goodbye
How 'bout you don't？
I wanna be a changed man
Yeah, I'm gonna do the right thing now
I know I lose my temper
That's when everything goes south
You do too, you known that it's true
But walking out ain't the thing to do
So how 'bout you don't slam that door？
Call it quits, throw your suitcase in that old Ford
Back the car out, make that right
Hit the highway, say goodbye
How 'bout you don't？
Please don't say that it's over
How 'bout you don't, don't even move？
Let me hold you, show you that I still love you
Let's just try one more time
There ain't no good in saying goodbye
So how 'bout you don't？
So how 'bout you don't？
How 'bout you don't？
2.Blacktop Road
Lyricist：Brett Beavers, John Bettis, Ryan Tyndell
Got the wide open sky in my eyes
Got my feet on solid ground
They don't want me to be who I am
Here in this place, it's my daddy's town
Oh, won't you meet me down by the river？
Won't you meet me down？
On the blacktop road where the corn don't grow
Don't you think it's time, baby, you and I find where it goes？
It's a long shot ride but we'll hold on tight
And we'll chase that wind till we make our street of gold
Out of blacktop road
Girl, I'm a wild horse that's ready to run
I know I don't belong behind no fence
I want a hill that's as big as my dreams
All that I can try my heart against
Oh, won't you meet me down by the river？
Won't you meet me down？
On the blacktop road where the corn don't grow
Don't you think it's time, baby, you and I find where it goes？
It's a long shot ride but we'll hold on tight
And we'll chase that wind till we make our street of gold
Out of blacktop road
Won't you meet me down by the river？
Won't you meet me down？
It's a long shot ride, but we'll hold on tight
And we'll chase that wind till we make our street of gold
Out of blacktop road, out of blacktop road
3.Country Folks
Hey, look at all those cowgirls tearin down the gravel roads on
Saturday night
Singing Summertime at the top of their lungs, sippin Dixie cups
of strawberry wine
All my boys are out, we holler and whistle and honk our horns in
time
Were just country folks livin loud, were country folks livin
loud
Were just country folks livin loud
Were crankin Waylon Jennings in our pickup trucks, clinkin beer
bottles till the sun comes up
Mammas in the church choir, oh, what a sound, were country folks
livin loud
Were drivin tractors in the cotton till the cows come home
Boots on the dance floor around we go
The Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proud, were country folks
livin loud
Interstates jammed with race fans, were headin towards a
Talladega infield sign
Our tailgates are droppin and barbecues poppin, everybodys gonna
have a good time
There aint nuthin like those engines startin and the crowd at
the finish line
Were just country folks livin loud, were country folks livin
loud
Were just country folks livin loud
Were crankin Waylon Jennings in our pickup trucks, clinkin beer
bottles till the sun comes up
Mammas in the church choir, oh, what a sound, were country folks
livin loud
Were drivin tractors in the cotton till the cows come home
Boots on the dance floor around we go
The Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proud, were country folks
livin loud
Its a hoot and a holler on a touchdown pass a George Strait
crowd when he tips his hat
Lord, aint that what its all about
Were crankin Waylon Jennings in our pickup trucks, clinkin beer
bottles till the sun comes up
Mammas in the church choir, oh, what a sound, were country folks
livin loud
Were drivin tractors in the cotton till the cows come home
Boots on the dance floor around we go
The Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proud, were country folks
livin loud
Were country folks and were proud of livin loud
4.Things You Don't Grow Out Of
Lyricist：Ben Hayslip, Jimmy Yeary
I still love the smell of mama's house
When something's cookin' on the stove
Still hug her neck when it's time to go
Leavin's always tough
Oh, there're some things you don't grow out of
I made a name here in this town
With my right arm underneath the lights
And the trophies take me back to those Friday nights
I can't bring myself to box â~em up
Yeah, there're some things you don't grow out of
Like your mama's love, your biggest dream
That little town you had to leave
And all of those sweet memories
Of growing up wild and free
The Sunday morning, ringing bells
The preacher's words, the way it felt
And to this day I get my help from up above
Yeah, there're some things you don't grow out of
I'm older now and I've seen some things
Learned that life can sure be mean
But I try not to let the world rub off on me
I remember where I come from
â~Cause there're some things you don't grow out of
Like the lessons learned from the time you spent
With your grandpa, just you and him
The innocence of another time
I still go back there in my mind
To Sunday morning, ringing bells
The preacher's words, the way it felt
And to this day I get my help from up above
Yeah, there're some things you don't grow out of
Yeah, there're some things you don't grow out of
Like your mama's love, your biggest dream
That little town you had to leave
And all of those sweet memories
Of growing up wild and free
And Sunday morning, ringing bells
The preacher's words, the way it felt
And to this day I get my help from up above
Oh, there're some things
Yes, there're some things you don't grow out of
Yeah, there're some things you don't grow out of
5.Hey Baby
Lyricist：Stokes Nielson
Your daddy thinks I'm up to no good
I'm only doin' what a young man should
It's been thirteen days since I've seen your face
I can tell, pretty babe, you wanna get away
So I'm firin' up the Chevy, you better get ready
Hit downtown with the tailgate down
Blast 'Song of the south' till the cops come out
Watch the full moon glide on the riverside
Hey baby, hey baby
Let's take a ride this Saturday night
Get lost under the full moonlight, hey baby
I got a cooler and a fifth of rum
Ride by our old high school on highway one
Raise these solo cups to the hands of fate
Can you believe they ever let us graduate？
Now the strips fillin' up, ain't no place to hide
It's gettin' so hot with you by my side
Tell me what you want, tell me what you need
Tonight I swear I'm gonna give you everything
Hey baby, hey baby
Let's take a ride this Saturday night
Get lost under the full moonlight, hey baby
Hey babe, it's been a long, long time
But it feels so right when you hold me tight
You know I wanna make it last all night
Hey baby, hey baby
Let's take a ride this Saturday night
Get lost under the full moonlight
Hey baby, hey baby
Let's take a ride this Saturday night
Get lost under the full moonlight
Get lost under the full moonlight, hey baby
6.Rest Of Us
There are those who wake up every morning
Pull the curtains back smilin at the sun
They hold their head high when the rain is pouring
Lay down in peace when the day is done
Oh, then theres the rest of us
The ones out here blowin in the wind
Tryin to find what we shoulda been
Makin our choices hopin were right
Livin on the prayers we say at night
Tryin to out run the devil and the pain
Learnin to live with what we cant change
God bless the rest of us
There are those who find love the first time
And do what it takes to make it last
They dont have to lose it to finally realize
The sweet sweet gift that they had
Oh, then theres the rest of us
The ones out here blowin in the wind
Tryin to find what we shoulda been
Makin our choices hopin were right
Livin on the prayers we say at night
Tryin to out run the devil and the pain
Learnin to live with what we cant change
God bless the rest of us
Sometimes, Lord, its all I can do to breathe
But Ill be all right with my brothers and my sisters around me
The ones out here blowin in the wind
Tryin to find what we shoulda been
Makin our choices hopin were right
Livin on the prayers we say at night
Tryin to out run the devil and the pain
Learnin to live with what we cant change
God bless the rest of us, God bless the rest of us
God bless the rest of us
7.All This Love
Lyricist：Gary Nicholson, Paul Overstreet, Jon Randall
You don't even know what you did, do you, baby？
You never looked back when you left
You didn't see me, oh, going crazy
Pickin' up pieces all by myself
What am I gonna do with all this love
Now that you don't need it anymore？
Who am I gonna give it to？ It still all belongs to you
What am I gonna do with all this love？
I packed all your things away in boxes
Put them under the bed collecting dust
I hid all your pictures in the closet
Oh, but there's still so much of us
What am I gonna do with all this love
Now that you don't need it anymore？
Who am I gonna give it to？ It all still belongs to you
What am I gonna do with all this love？
Oh girl, you know I wish you well
But I just wish you could tell me
What am I gonna do with all this love？
I've looked all around this house
And I can't seem to figure out
What am I gonna do with all this love
It's more than I can deal with, baby
Yeah, it's driving me crazy
What am I gonna do with all this love？
You left me with way too much
All these memories of us
What am I gonna do with all this love？
What am I gonna do？ What am I gonna do？ Yeah
8.Summer Of Love
Lyricist：Stokes Nielson
She was standin' there with her big, blue, question mark eyes
Sayin, â½Would you stay the night？â
And me, I was just seventeen, my very first time
But I knew it was right
She pulled off my baseball hat
We kissed and I knew there was no looking back
By the end of May, I could feel the change
She pulled me close to say
I want a summer of misbehavin'
Out all night, no reservations
Hittin' that river, strippin' down till the sun comes up
Oh, I want, oh, I want, oh, I want a summer of love
June flew by before we knew it was the fourth of July
So we headed to the Tennessee line
Bought a hundred bottle rockets, shot â~em up in the sky
And they lit up the night
Like risin' stars that burn to dust
And I said, baby, that's just like us
Someone set us up, lit the fuse
Two young lovers with nothing to lose
But a summer of misbehavin'
Out all night, no reservations
Hittin' that river, strippin' down till the sun comes up
Oh, I want, oh, I want, oh, I want a summer of love
No matter what happens, we'll have today
And I'll always, pretty baby, wanna feel this way
I want a summer of misbehavin'
Out all night, no reservations
Hittin' that river, strippin' down till the sun comes up
Oh, I want, oh, I want, oh, I want a summer of love
Oh, a summer of love
I want a summer of love
(Out all night, hittin' that river, strippin' down â~til the
sun comes up)
Oh, a summer of love
(Like risin' stars, poppin' and burnin' to dust, yeah, that was
us)
Summer of love
(Out all night, hittin' that river, strippin' down â~til the
sun comes up)
Summer of love
(Like risin' stars, poppin' and burnin' to dust, yeah, that was
us)
Summer of love
Out all night, hittin' that river, strippin' down â~til the sun
comes up
Summer of love
9.Gravy
Lyricist：Stokes Nielson
Don't mind me, I mean no harm
I'm just tryin' to save my Papa's farm
The bank came out and chained the gates
â~Cause Papa can't handle them interest rates
Well, my Momma cried, my Grandma cried
Grandpa would've cried but he done died
But he left a bag with a note on the side
It read, â½Plant these seeds and watch â~em riseâ
Don't mind me, I mean no harm,
I'm just tryin' to save my Papa's farm
The bank came out and chained the gates
â~Cause Papa can't handle them interest rates
Well, my Momma cried, my Grandma cried
Grandpa would've cried but he done died
But he left a bag with a note on the side
It read, â½Plant these seeds and watch â~em riseâ
You say you want it, you say you need it
Pick it up on Saturday
Man, I hope they don't legalize it
I make more cake when I got to hide it
We get low, go row by row
Put the Hank on then we do-si-do
Mamma said, â½Boy, you goin' straight to hellâ
Till I brought the cash back and she said, â½Damn, that
sellsâ
Well, I had the farm paid off in twenty three days
Now its time to raise some cane
Call my cowgirls, get â~em out
That's how we do it in the Dirty South
Don't mind me, I mean no harm
I'm just tryin' to save my Papa's farm
The bank came out and chained the gates
â~Cause Papa can't handle them interest rates
Well, my Momma cried, my Grandma cried
Grandpa would've cried but he done died
But he left a bag with a note on the side
It read, â½Plant these seeds and watch â~em riseâ
Say you want it, babe, say you need it, babe
Pick it up on Saturday
So all my cowgirls around the world
Put your hands up and start to swirl
Hit them hips when you get 180
Shake them grits, let's make some gravy
10.Holler Back
Lyricist：Timothy James, Stokes Nielson
I got a city folk friend in a hip-hop world
He goes by E. Diddy but his name is Earl
Cocks his hat to the side in his grandma's ride
Pumpin' nothin' but bass
He says things like, ''Dawg, are you down with that？''
And, ''Don't that fly girl got some back？''
And I feel so doggone outta place
When he says, 'Holler back when you get back home''
I say, ''The only holler back that I know''
Is that holler back in the woods
Where the country folks got it good
Home brewed, homegrown
Where the wild seeds 'a get sown
It's a blast from the past
All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras
Let out a howl if ya feel like ya gotta
If you wanna go on back to the holler
Holler back
You take a left off the Interstate
Go ten miles
Take a right on Farm Road 99
And just roll 'til the blacktop ends
Ya see Mary Jo rockin' that front porch swing
Bikini top and them cut-off jeans
And that's where Hillbilly Heaven begins
Ah, she'll pour ya some of that cherry wine
Boy, you're guaranteed to have yourself
One hell of a time
In that holler back in the woods
Where the country folks got it good
Home-brewed, homegrown
Where the wild seeds 'a get sown
It's a blast from the past
All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras
Let out a howl if ya feel like ya gotta
If you wanna go on back to the holler
Holler back
In that holler back in the woods
Where the country folks got it so good
Home brewed, homegrown
Where the wild seeds 'a get sown
It's a blast from the past
All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras
Let out a howl if ya feel like 'ya gotta
If you wanna go on back to the holler
Holler back
(Home-brewed, homegrown)
(Where the wild seeds 'a get sown)
Woh, holler back
(It's a blast from the past)
(All the cowgirls shakin' their sassafras)
Yeah, holler back
(Home brewed, homegrown)
(Where the wild seeds 'a get sown)
Ooo, ooo, ooo
11.I'm a Country Man
I'm Country,
You can tell how I speak, I've lived by the creek.
Cotton fields and pickin' tress are my earliest memories.
I'm Country,
Ain't scared to fight if one comes my way,
But I'm tryin to see if I can be the man momma hoped to raise.
Even Momma understands, I'm a country man.
Born to be, kickin it from Texas to Tennessee.
Got the same truck since I was eighteen,
gonna drive it til the wheels fall off.
I'm country thats what I said,
Early to rise and late to bed.
When I come home, I ain't alone.
I rock it til the rooster crows.
Baby you ought to know, I'm a country man.
I'm reckless,
I like shrimp and grits, and crazy chicks.
I cant help but lick my lips,
when she makes each grit with the flip of the wrist.
I'm hungry,
What I deserve is coming my way.
I ain't to proud to work all day,
Come home late for a roll in the hay.
I'm holding the world in my hands.
I'm a country man,
Born to be, kickin it from Texas to Tennessee.
Got the same truck since I was eighteen,
gonna drive it til the wheels fall off.
I'm country thats what I said,
Early to rise and late to bed.
When I come home, I ain't alone.
I rock it til the rooster crows.
Baby you ought to know, I'm a country man.
I'm country thats what I said,
Early to rise and late to bed.
When I come home, I ain't alone.
I rock it til the rooster crows.
Baby you ought to know, I'm a country man.
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