1.So Much Better
Lyricist：Walter A. Brandt, William J. Brandt, Cliff Downs, Buck
Johnson, Keith W. Volpone
Saw you just the other day
I didn't have the nerve to say
But I could never get you off my mind
I had to stare a little while
I caught you looking back and smiled
Wished that I could hold you one more time
'Cause I wanna love you so much better
Be the man who you need me to be
Slow and easy like the river flows to the other side
Give me one more chance to get it right
Gonna love you better this time
Remember when we used to laugh
About my left feet when you made me dance
You had to get me drunk to make me try
We didn't need a place to go
We'd order in and watch videos
Steel Magnolias always made you cry
Girl, I wanna love you so much better
Be the man who you need me to be
Slow and easy like the river flows to the other side
Give me one more chance to get it right
I'm gonna love you better this time
Honey, I'll do what it takes
Girl, I've paid for my mistakes
Give me one more chance
To help you change your mind
I can't buy back yesterday
But believe me when I say
Heaven holds a place for a love like yours and mine
I'm gonna love you better this time
I wanna love you so much better
Be the man who you need me to be
Slow and easy like the river flows to the other side
Give me one more chance to get it right
I'm gonna love you better this time
I'm gonna love you better this time
Gonna love you better this time
2.Highway 59
Lyricist：Walter Anthony Brandt, William Joseph Brandt, M Clifford Iii
Downs, Burleight Clyde Johnson, Keith W. Volpone
You and I spent so many nights
Feeling alone lying side by side
I take a last look and I say goodnight
Blow you a kiss and turn out the light
Guess this time I won't be comin' back
I'll leave the key under the welcome mat
It's a little after midnight
And the windin' road ahead looks black
I'm drivin' with one headlight
And the signs are sayin' don't turn back
Tears are fillin' up my eyes
I'm tryin' to stay between the lines
Can't waste another day livin' a lie
I'm on Highway 59 and it's leading to goodbye
I see the weepin' willow disappear
In our front yard through the rear view mirror
These country roads that brought me home for years
Headin' over Red Mountain Pass
I hope to make Montgomery before I run out of gas
It's a little after midnight
And the windin' road ahead looks black
I'm drivin' with one headlight
But the signs are sayin' don't turn back
Tears are fillin' up my eyes
I'm tryin' to stay between the lines
Can't waste another day livin' a lie
I'm on Highway 59 and it's leading to goodbye
Two lovers holdin' on and wastin' time
Thirsty for love but the well's run dry
It's a little after midnight
And the windin' road ahead looks black
I'm drivin' with one headlight
And the signs are sayin' don't turn back
Tears are fillin' up my eyes
I'm tryin' to stay between the lines
Can't waste another day livin' a lie
I'm on Highway 59 and it's leading to goodbye
3.The Champ
Lyricist：Walter Brandt, William J Brandt, Frank Joseph Myers, Keith W
Volpone
He comes from the streets, he grew up in the bars
He cut his teeth on his daddy's guitar
He lived every line that he's ever sung
He made believers to all that said it couldn't be done
He worked on his chops eight hours a day
While learning the ropes and climbing the ranks
He kicked and he scratched to get his shot
And he never kissed ass on his way to the top
He says hey man, here I am
Rocking the stage and shaking the stands
With the punch of the drums, the blast of the amps
A sold out show every time I jam
Hey man, here I am
Living the life with the world in my hands
A rush from the crowd, the roar of the fans
When the lights come up he feels like the champ
He feels like the champ
He says there's always a new kid coming to town
Looking for ways to try and knock him down
They got hungry eyes and a passion that burns
Chomping at the bit to get their turn
He seen a thousand faces come and go
But he's still here, nobody steels his show
With a bottle a gin and a Martin guitar
Man, the world's never seen a bigger star
He says hey man, here I am
Rocking the stage and shaking the stands
With the punch of the drums, the blast of the amps
A sold out show every time I jam
And hey man, here I am
Living the life with the world in my hands
A rush from the crowd, the roar of the fans
And when the lights come up, he feels like the champ
He feels like the champ
He steps under the lights at Broadway and Main
Takes a pull from the bottle to warm up and sing
He's got dirt on his face, an open case at his feet
As the people toss change passing 'round the street
He sleeps under the bridge in a cardboard box
But when the stars come out he's ready to rock
He says hey man, here I am
Rocking the stage and shaking the stands
With the punch of the drums, the blast of the amps
A sold out show every time I jam
And hey man, here I am
Living the life with the world in my hands
A rush from the crowd, the roar of the fans
When the lights come up he feels like the champ
He feels like the champ
4.Working Man
Lyricist：Bill Brandt, Walter Brandt, Buck Johnson, Jeremy Stover,
Seven Williams
I drive a big old truck with the tires pumped up
I've got my hands around a motor all day
I've got my name on my shirt, a little grease, little dirt
But it's okay, she likes it that way
Yeah oh whoa, I'm a workin' man
I work on pistons and rings
Carburetors and sing a little 'Walk This Way' on the radio
I like my beer in a can, football and chewin' Red Man
A little sweat on my brow and I'm right at home
Yeah oh whoa, I'm a workin' man
But you know when we're all alone
These hands of stone turn soft and slow
And though I look rough outside she knows
What's inside of this heart of mine
Oh, that's workin' man
Each day I work like a dog, I like to cruise on my hog
I gotta a tattoo that says 'Life ain't easy'
And on the weekends at dawn I get up, mow the lawn
Fix the dryer and the faucet that's leakin'
Yeah oh whoa, I'm a workin' man
But you know when we're all alone
These hands of stone turn soft and slow
And though I look rough outside she knows
What's inside of this heart of mine
Oh, that's workin' man
Though the days are long, I gotta carry on
Gotta lot of mouths to feed
At the end of the day it's worth the price I pay
Just to hear my baby say she loves me
You know when we're all alone
These hands of stone turn soft and slow
And though I look rough outside she knows
What's inside of this heart of mine
Oh, that's workin' man
Yeah, that's workin' man, that's workin' man
5.Let The Whiskey Fall
Lyricist：Walter A. Brandt, William J. Brandt, Buck Johnson, Damon R.
Johnson, Keith W. Volpone
It's Friday night, the bar is starting to thump
Some sexy senorita is fillin' up my mug
Big John Brandt, he's watchin' the floor
He'll buy you a drink and then he'll pound two more
Coyotes, they are singin' as they dance on the bar
Bells start ringin' as they fill up the jar
Local boys are rowdy and they're startin' to howl
Belly shots are firin', man, it burns going down
Me and the band, we came to have some fun
And we wont' stop playin' till the last bottle's done
Let's all get away, make life a holiday
Drink Southern Comfort till the sun comes up
Let's all celebrate, last call will have to wait
Hey bartender let the whiskey fall
When the clock hits 12, the drinks are two for one
It's a guaranteed good time for everyone
Spendin' our paychecks, chuggin' down long necks
Raise a lotta hell, yeah, have a little fun
Steppin' on peanuts, checkin' out nice, what？
I didn't say it but you know what I mean
The bands still playing strong, everybody sing along
'Hotel California', 'Sweet Home Alabama'
Let's all get away, make life a holiday
Drink Southern Comfort till the sun comes up
Let's all celebrate, last call will have to wait
Hey bartender let the whiskey fall
Don't have to hop on a plane
Or sail down to Montego Bay
Yeah, the party's right here with me and the boys
Let the whiskey fall, come on, make some noise
Let's all get away, make life a holiday
Drink Southern Comfort till the sun comes up
Let's all celebrate, last call will have to wait
Hey bartender let the whiskey fall
Hey bartender
(Hey bartender)
Hey bartender
(Hey bartender)
We're spendin' our paychecks
(Hey bartender)
We're chuggin' down long necks
(Hey bartender)
Yeah, we're raise a lotta hell, yeah
(Raise lotta hell, yeah)
Yeah, 'Sweet Home Alabama'
('Sweet Home Alabama')
And everybody's rocking and there's no last call
Hey bartender let the whiskey fall
6.I Can't Stop Loving You
Lyricist：Walter A Brandt, William J Brandt, Clifford Iii Downs, Keith
W Volpone
Baby, can you tell me is there something on your mind？
You tell me that you love me but then you start to cry
Baby, let me hold you close and help you to believe
You're the only one inside my heart, the only one I need
I know it's complicated just making sense of life
I know you hesitated you been hurt too many times
But I ain't gonna let you down know this much is true
Even if the world should end I'll be here for you
I don't wanna live without you, baby
I don't wanna find somebody new
I can't stop loving you, I can't stop loving you
Girl, you know I'd die before I hurt you
Never let you down, I won't desert you
I can't stop loving you, I can't stop loving you
So if the stars fall from the sky and the sun stops shining too
I'll be by your side 'cause I can't stop loving you
You could wait forever while the world is passing by
Love lies in the balance of hope and compromise
It takes more than memories or pictures on a wall
A little trust, a lot of faith will get us through it all
I don't wanna live without you, baby
I don't wanna find somebody new
I can't stop loving you, I can't stop loving you
Girl, you know I'd die before I hurt you
Never let you down, I won't desert you
I can't stop loving you, I can't stop loving you
So if the stars fall from the sky and the sun stops shining too
I'll be by your side 'cause I can't stop loving you
So many things I'll never know but this I understand
Loving you is the easy part, I was made to be your man
Our love is in our hands
I can't stop loving you, baby
I don't wanna live without you, baby
I don't wanna find somebody new
I can't stop loving you, I can't stop loving you
Girl, you know I'd die before I hurt you
Never let you down, I won't desert you
I can't stop loving you, I can't stop loving you
I don't wanna live without you, baby
I don't wanna find somebody new
I can't stop loving you, I can't stop loving you
Girl, you know I'd die before I hurt you
7.Load Up The Bases
Lyricist：Walter A. Brandt, William J. Brandt, Keith W. Volpone
Born with a baseball and a bat in his hand
Daddy had him swinging from the time he could stand
Out in the sandlot he was king at the plate
He kept his eye on the ball, sealed the pitcher's fate
And every time he'd stand on deck you'd hear him say
Load up the bases, fire up the crowd
Let's clear out the dugout, we're gonna get real loud
Just throw me a fastball, smoke from the mound
We're gonna end this thing in just one swing
I'm gonna knock one out, I'm gonna knock one out
Now he's in the big leagues and his dad's in the stands
He traded in the sandlot for a million fans
Got his face on the big screen and his stats on a card
And every time he's up at bat, the ball leaves the yard
But in his heart it's still the same, man he loves this game
He says load up the bases, fire up the crowd
Let's clear out the dugout, we're gonna get real loud
Just throw me a fastball, smoke from the mound
We're gonna end this thing in just one swing
I'm gonna knock one out, I'm gonna knock one out
Give me a game underneath the lights
Give me the roar of the fans
Give me the sound of the big bat swinging
Give me a ring on my hand
Give me a game underneath the lights
Give me the roar of the fans
Give me the sound of the big bat swinging
Best of the best in the land
Give me a game underneath the lights
Give me the roar of the fans
Give me the sound of the big bat swinging
Give me a ring on my hand
Give me a game underneath the lights
Give me the roar of the fans
Give me the sound of the big bat swinging
Best of the best in the land
Just throw me a fastball, smoke from the mound
We're gonna end this thing in just one swing
I'm gonna knock one out, I'm gonna knock one out
8.Better Days Will Come At Last
Lyricist：Damon Johnson
Sister, hey ain't you something
I can tell you fell and skinned your knees
Why do you lay there
Content to stay there in misery？
I know it's rough on this ocean
We can sink too deep and lose our way
Don't you look back in anger
Times will be changing 'round here today
It's not gonna be this way forever
You can be sure this too shall pass
Just like the sun shines on the valley
Better days will come at last
Just like rain from a storm cloud
We will fall sometimes and need a hand
One thing you can be sure of
There's help from up above, please understand
It's not gonna stay this way forever
Just rest assured this too shall pass
If we can lean on one another
Better days will come at last
Better days will come my brother
Though the wind blows hard from the rain
The hope remains, it's all around
Better days will come my brother
Though the wind blows hard from the rain
There's help from the pain
It's not gonna be this way forever
You can be sure this too shall pass
Just like the sun shines on the valley
Better days will come at last
It's not gonna stay this way forever
Just rest assured this too shall pass
If we can lean on one another
Better days will come at last
Better days will come at last
Better days will come at last
Better days will come at last
9.Falling Into You
Lyricist：Walter Anthony Brandt, William Joseph Brandt, M Clifford Iii
Downs, Keith W Volpone
Passing through Memphis, one night in May
Saw her waiting tables in a Beale Street Blues Café
The band was playing strong but she was center stage
Straight from the delta, off to see the world
This was the big time for a Mississippi girl
Had a hard life 'cause she's a southern pearl
Something about her took my breath away
Her love, it hit me like a hurricane
And she's like joyriding in a '57 coupé
She's like two-stepping in my favorite pair of boots
She's like skydiving without a parachute
And girl, I'm falling, I'm falling into you
We got to dancing, drinking all night long
She said, â½Don't quit on me now, boy, won't you come alongâ
And we went down by the river, skinny dipping till the dawn
Spent the morning fishing, fried 'em up by noon
Spent the evening kissing near the southern moon
And she's like joyriding in a '57 coupé
She's like two-stepping in my favorite pair of boots
She's like skydiving without a parachute
And girl, I'm falling, I'm falling into you
And she's like joyriding in a '57 coupé
She's like two-stepping in my favorite pair of boots
She's like skydiving without a parachute
And girl, I'm falling, I'm falling into you
Yeah, I'm falling
Yeah, I'm falling
(Well, come on, baby)
Yeah, I'm falling
(You know I'm falling)
Yeah, I'm falling
(It's like two-stepping with my favorite)
Yeah, I'm falling
Yeah, I'm falling
Yeah, I'm falling
Yeah, I'm falling
10.Keep The Light On
Lyricist：Walter A. Brandt, William J. Brandt, Keith W. Volpone
Everybody falls off the track
There ain't one road, there ain't one map, come on
Keep the light on
Been gone so long, my jeans are faded
I've seen this world man, it's over rated, come on
Yeah baby, keep the light on
'Cause I'm coming home tonight
Yeah, I'm coming home tonight
Put on that dress, the red one I gave you
Let's spend all night, getting reacquainted, come on
Yeah baby, keep the light on
Call the boys, tell â~em all I'm coming
Save my seat, get that jukebox humming, come on
Yeah baby, keep the light on
'Cause I'm coming home tonight
Yeah, I'm coming home tonight
Well, now is the time, let's take a chance
Let's take the world by the seat of its pants
Let's make some noise, let's make it last
Just give me a sign baby, keep the light on
Well, shake the stands and wake the stadium
I'm rounding third and I'm coming home, come on
Baby, baby, keep the light on
Well, call my folks and call the papers
I'm on my way and this time I'm staying, come on
Baby, baby, keep the light on
'Cause I'm coming home tonight
Yeah, I'm coming home tonight
Well, now is the time, let's take a chance
Let's take the world by the seat of its pants
Let's make some noise, let's make it last
Just give me a sign baby, keep the light on
So let's take it as we go
Lay in the green grass, watch it grow
Let's dance close, nice and slow
Cheek to cheek and toe to toe
Make angels in the snow
We're doing it all when I get home
So baby, baby, baby, keep the light on
11.The Night Ain't Over
Lyricist：Ashley Gorley, Wade Kirby, Bryan Simpson
So far, so fun, the cops done run us off of the DQ lot
We burned a tank up, dang near drank up all the beer we bought
The trucks done covered up in mud, can't see a drop of paint
Down to three dollars, Lord a whole lotta hell's already been
raised
But the night ain't over yet
There's a whole lotta moonlight left
To do things we might regret tomorrow morning
You'd think it's crazy as it's gonna get
But the night ain't over yet
Tore up the town, already closed down, two or three honky tonks
Bill fought the wrong guy, left with a black eye, we had to pull
him off
Talked Beth and Sue out of their daisy dukes and into a skinny
dip
We'd be worn out but we're just about to catch our second wind
But the night ain't over yet
There's a whole lotta moonlight left
To do things we might regret tomorrow morning
You'd think it's crazy as it's gonna get
But the night ain't over yet
First one yawning, they'll be walking
We ain't stopping till sunrise so hold on tight
The night ain't over yet
There's a whole lotta moonlight left
To do things we might regret tomorrow morning
Ain't no bail been made, no rights been read
Tammy's still got her top on her Corvette
It ain't got crazy as it's gonna get
Well, the night ain't over, night ain't over
Night ain't over yet, oh yeah
12.Days Of Birmingham
Lyricist：Buck Johnson, Charles E. Kaufman
Way down in the heart of Dixie
Just outside the magic city
I lived a childhood dream
Singin' songs in harmony
While Dora Lee would tickle the ivory
Sounded so sweet
Down in Shady Grove they do believe
You can go away but you never leave
The days of Birmingham
They go with me where I am
And as I keep on chasing the sun
I end right back where I come from
The days of Birmingham
Well, everyone loved Essie Mae
A pot of butter, beans and the cornbread
Kept her children fed
I thought that I would always stay
But I fell for a girl who dreamed of California
So we moved out to L.A.
Down in Shady Grove they do believe
That you can go away but you never leave
The days of Birmingham
They go with me where I am
And as I keep on chasing the sun
I end right back where I come from
The days of Birmingham
Fishin' poles made out of sticks
And baby dolls that were made out of bricks, yeah
And pine pole slides for kicks
Play some bar on a Saturday night
And Sunday morning sing for Jesus Christ
He is a friend of mine
Oh, what a friend we have in Jesus
Yes, He is a friend of mine
The days of Birmingham
They go with me where I am
And as I keep on chasing the sun
I end right back where I come from
The days of Birmingham
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