NOW That's What I Call Country, Volume 17 Soundtrack Lyrics
Need A Favor
by
Jelly Roll
I only talk to God when I need a favor
And I only pray when I ain't got a prayer
So, who the hell am I, who the hell am I
To expect a Savior, oh
If I only talk to God when I need a favor?
But God, I need a favor
I know Amazing Grace, but I ain't been livin' them words
Swear I spend most Sundays, drunk off my ass, than I have in church
Hard cover King James only been savin' dust on the nightstand
And I don't know what to say by the time I fold my hands
I only talk to God when I need a favor
And I only pray when I ain't got a prayer
So, who the hell am I, who the hell am I
To expect a Savior, oh
If I only talk to God when I need a favor?
But God, I need a favor
Amen, amen
Yeah, I owe you more than one and beggars can't be choosers
But I'll pay for all I've done, just please don't let me lose her
I only talk to God when I need a favor
And I only pray when I ain't got a prayer
So, who the hell am I, who the hell am I
To expect a Savior, oh
If I only talk to God when I need a favor?
But God, I need a favor
Amen, amen
Amen, amen
Hangin' in there, just barely
Throwin' up prayers, like Hail Mary's
If You're still there, Lord, spare me
Oh my God, oh my God, Hail Mary
Hangin' in there, just barely
Throwin' up prayers, like Hail Mary's
If You're still there, Lord, spare me
Oh my God, oh my God, Hail Mary
I only talk to God when I need a favor
And I only pray when I ain't got a prayer
So tell me, who the hell am I to expect a Savior
When I only talk to God if I need a favor?
God, I need a favor
Amen
God, I need a favor, woah
Amen
Writer: Austin Nivarel, Joe Ragosta, Rob Ragosta, Jason De Ford
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

White Horse
by
Chris Stapleton
This love is getting kinda dangerous
Feels like it's a loaded gun
My mind, it's turning like a cloud of dust
My heart always wants to run
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
If you want a cowboy on a white horse
Riding off into the sunset
If that's the kinda love you wanna wait for
Hold on tight, girl, I ain't there yet
No, I ain't there yet
No, I ain't there yet
White horse
Someday, maybe you could have your way
Right now's just not the time
Some things a man's just got to do
I wish you could change my mind
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
If you want a cowboy on a white horse
Riding off into the sunset
If that's the kinda love you wanna wait for
Hold on tight, girl, I ain't there yet
No, I ain't there yet
No, I ain't there yet
White horse
If you want a cowboy on a white horse
Riding off into the sunset
If that's the kinda love you wanna wait for
Hold on tight, girl, I ain't there
If you want a cowboy on a white horse
Riding off into the sunset
If that's the kinda love you wanna wait for
Hold on tight, girl, I ain't there yet
No, I ain't there yet
No, I ain't there yet
White horse
Writer: Christopher Alvin Stapleton, Daniel Dodd Wilson
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Spirit Music Group

Next Thing You Know
by
Jordan Davis
You swear that you're stayin' single, next thing you know
You meet a girl at a bar and next thing you know
You get her laughin', it's 2 AM
You're tellin' your buddies three months in
That she ain't movin' in, the next thing you know
There's a U-Haul trailer, next thing you know
Your old apartment is y'all's new place
There goes the carpet but the deer head stays
Next thing you know
You're savin' money like never before
Just to spend it all at a jewelry store
Gettin' down on one knee on her mama's porch
Just prayin' she don't say, "No"
Next thing you know
Your best man gives a half-drunk speech
And you're sunburned on a honeymoon beach
And your left hand's gettin' used to that ring
And there the next two or three years go
Next thing you know
You weren't really tryin', next thing you know
There's a test on the counter, next thing you know
She's standin' there cryin', noddin' her head, "Yes"
You're half excited, half scared to death
'Cause next thing you know
You're wearin' scrubs and a funny white hat
And the doctor's sayin', "How you doin' there, dad?"
And nobody's ever called you that
And you take the drive home slow
Next thing you know
It's first steps, first dates, first car
It's 11:01 wonderin' where they are
You're sayin' that USC's too far
It's amazing how fast seventeen years go
Next thing you know
Next thing you know
Next thing you know
You get to know your wife again
And you're more in love than you've ever been
With a lot of years of remember whens
And still some down the road
'Cause next thing you know
You got a yard full of your kid's kids
And you take 'em to church, teach 'em to fish
And you tell 'em stories every chance you get
About how fast this life down here can go
Next thing you know
(Next thing you know)
Next thing you know
(Next thing you know)
Writer: Greylan James Egan, Jordan Davis, Josh Osborne, Richard Chase McGill
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

World on Fire
by
Nate Smith
Girl, when you called it quits
You coulda done it right
You coulda left this town out of it
When you said goodbye
You ruined everything I love
Ripped my heart right out my chest
Girl, it's like there ain't nothing left
You set my world on fire
Yeah, it's all long gone
I'm watching flames get higher
And I can't move on
I just gotta let it burn, burn, burn on down
Girl, without you it don't turn, turn, turn around
You set my world on fire
You set my world on fire
Can't hit that corner bar
Can't even ride them roads
Don't know my way around this place
I can't see through the smoke
Piled up every memory
Yeah, you took the good with all the bad
Why'd you have to strike that match
And set my world on fire
Yeah, it's all long gone
I'm watching flames get higher
And I can't move on
I just gotta let it burn, burn, burn on down
Girl, without you it don't turn, turn, turn around
You set my world on fire
You set my world on fire
Ain't nothing left for me
In this old nothing town
Guess all we'll be is ashes on the ground
So, I watch it burn, burn, burn on down
Ain't nothing I can hold on to right now
You set my
You set my world on fire
Yeah, it's all long gone
I'm watching flames get higher
And I can't move on
I just gotta let it burn, burn, burn on down
Girl, without you it don't turn, turn, turn around
You set my world on fire (oh-oh)
You set my world on fire (you set my world on fire)
You set my world on fire (yeah)
You set my world on fire (oh)
You set my world on fire
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Lindsay Jack B. Rimes, Nathaniel Dean Smith, Taylor Delmar Phillips
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Dancing in the Country
by
Tyler Hubbard
Them neon lights
Look good on you, so good on you
But we ain't got
No room to move, no room to move
We need some space and I know a place
Outside of town where it don't ever close down
No, we never close down
Yeah, we can two-step
Put your boots on, baby, we can do that
Girl, cut a little loose, you can move that
Move that, aw, yeah
I'll take you dancin' in the country, Levi's in them low beams
Spin you in some red dirt, sweep you off of both feet
Out here where the sun sets, Silverado backbeat
You'll never wanna go home and never wanna not be
Dancin' in the country
Dancin' in the country
Yeah, it goes left, right, left
You makin' me wanna sway
You makin' me wanna play
Some Alabama and Jackson
Got you 'round my neck
You makin' me wanna stay
You makin' me wanna lay
You down here in the pasture
Yeah, we can two-step
Put your boots on, baby, we can do that
Girl, cut a little loose, you can move that
Move that, aw, yeah
I'll take you dancin' in the country, Levi's in them low beams
Spin you in some red dirt, sweep you off of both feet
Out here where the sun sets, Silverado backbeat
You'll never wanna go home and never wanna not be
Dancin' in the country
Dancin' in the country
Oh, yeah
I know you feel that heat
Watermelon summer
Get them Luccheses
Stompin' like the thunder, yeah
We can two-step
Put your boots on, baby, we can do that
Girl, cut a little loose, you can move that (Woo)
Move that, aw, yeah
I'll take you dancin' in the country, Levi's in them low beams
Spin you in some red dirt, sweep you off of both feet (Oh, yeah)
Out here where the sun sets, Silverado backbeat
You'll never wanna go home and never wanna not be
Dancin' in the country (Don't stop, don't stop, keep it movin')
Dancin' in the country (Don't stop, don't stop, keep it movin')
Dancin' in the country (Don't stop, don't stop, keep it movin')
Oh, yeah
Dancin' in the country (Don't stop, don't stop, keep it movin')
Oh, dancin' in the country (Let's go)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher

Last Night
by
Morgan Wallen
Last night we let the liquor talk
I can't remember everything we said but we said it all
You told me that you wish I was somebody you never met
But baby, baby, somethin's tellin' me this ain't over yet
No way it was our last night
I kiss your lips
Make you grip the sheets with your fingertips
Last bottle of Jack, we split a fifth
Just talkin' 'bout life goin' sip for sip
Yeah, you, you know you love to fight
And I say shit I don't mean
But I'm still gon' wake up wantin' you and me
I know that last night we let the liquor talk
I can't remember everything we said but we said it all
You told me that you wish I was somebody you never met
But baby, baby somethin's tellin' me this ain't over yet
No way it was our last night (last night)
No way it was our last night (last night)
No way it was the last night that we break up
I see your tail lights in the dust
You call your mama, I call your bluff
In the middle of the night, pull it right back up
Yeah, my, my friends say let her go
Your friends say what the hell
I wouldn't trade your kind of love for nothin' else
Oh baby, last night we let the liquor talk
I can't remember everything we said but we said it all
You told me that you wish I was somebody you never met
But baby, baby, somethin's tellin' me this ain't over yet
No way it was our last night, we said we'd had enough
I can't remember everything we said but we said too much
I know you packed your shit and slammed the door right before you left
But baby, baby, somethin's tellin' me this ain't over yet
No way it was our last night (last night)
No way it was our last night (last night)
I know you said this time you really weren't coming back again
But baby, baby, somethin's tellin' me this ain't over yet
No way it was our last night (last night)
No way it was our last night (last night)
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jacob Kasher Hindlin, John Byron Calton, Ryan Vojtesak
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

I Can Feel It
by
Kane Brown
I can see you by the bar
Skinny margarita with a broken heart
So, I slid over like a steel guitar
We started talking 'til I
Saw your boots bounce to the beat
You said, "Do you dance? Wanna dance with me?"
Next thing I know, I started to think
That we might be onto something
You're putting on a show
No need to take it slow
There's something here, I know
I can feel it in the air, feel it in the whiskey in my hand
In your hips, your body tells me when you start to dance
Maybe this is turning to a "We should probably get up out of here"
Oh, baby, I swear, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it
I can feel it, mm
You got everybody looking
Looking at you, looking at me
Them words you're whispering in my ear
Girl, they're as smooth as Tennessee
We got all night to go
This flame ain't burning low
There's something here I know
'Cause I can feel it in the air, feel it in the whiskey in my hand
In your hips, your body tells me when you start to dance
Maybe this is turning to a "We should probably get up out of here"
Oh, baby, I swear, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it coming in the air tonight
Oh, Lord
'Cause I can feel it in the air, feel it in the whiskey in my hand
In your hips, your body tells me when you start to dance
Maybe this is turning to a "We should probably get up out of here"
Oh, baby, I swear, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it in the air
I can feel it
I can feel it
Said, I can feel it in the air
I can feel it
I can feel it
Writer: Gabe Foust, Jaxson Free, Kane Brown, Phil Collins
Copyright: Lyrics © Goat Island Palms LLC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Your Heart Or Mine
by
Jon Pardi
All it takes is a downtown bar
All it takes is some neon stars
A little you, a little me
In the same vicinity, and it's on
Every one is the first last time
Walk away then we hit rewind
A little touch, a little buzz
Don't know what keeps keepin' it up
Is it your heart or mine?
Is it whiskey or wine?
Is it somethin' in the night
Makin' us wanna cross that line?
Girl, we're playin' with fire
Love ain't too far behind
It's just a matter of time 'til it finds
Your heart or mine
We say that it ain't no thing
We say it, then the telephone rings
A, "Hello, are you at home?
'Cause I'm all alone missin' you"
We swear it ain't love, love, love
But you're there when the sun comes up
We swear it ain't love, love, love
But it always comes back to us
Is it your heart or mine?
Is it whiskey or wine?
Is it somethin' in the night
Makin' us wanna cross that line?
Girl, we're playin' with fire
Love ain't too far behind
It's just a matter of time 'til it finds
Your heart or mine
We swear it ain't love, love, love
We swear it ain't love, love, love
Is it your heart or mine?
Is it whiskey or wine?
Is it somethin' in the night
Makin' us wanna cross that line?
Girl, we're playin' with fire
Love ain't too far behind
It's just a matter of time 'til it finds
Your heart or mine
Your heart or mine
Writer: Bart Brandon Butler, John Russell Pierce, Justin Allen Ebach
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Tennessee Orange
by
Megan Moroney
Mama, I'm callin', I've got some news
Don't ya tell daddy, he'll blow a fuse
Don't worry, I'm doin' okay
I know you raised me to know right from wrong
It ain't what you think and I'm still writin' songs
Just never thought I'd see the day
I've never felt this way
I met somebody and he's got blue eyes
He opens the door and he don't make me cry
He ain't from where we're from
But he feels like home, yeah
He's got me doin' things I've never done
In Georgia, they call it a sin
I'm wearing Tennessee orange for him
Took me to Knoxville last Saturday
And I wore the hat on his dash to the game
It sure wasn't Athens but I
Fell for him under those Neyland lights
I met somebody and he's got blue eyes
He opens the door and he don't make me cry
He ain't from where we're from
But he feels like home, yeah
He's got me doin' things I've never done
In Georgia they call it a sin
I'm wearing Tennessee orange for him
Mama, forgive me, I like him a lot
Hell, I'm learning the words to Old Rocky Top
And he's got a smile that makes me forget
I've always looked better in red
But I met somebody and he's got blue eyes
He opens the door and he don't make me cry
He ain't from where we're from
But he feels like home, yeah
He's got me doin' things I've never done
I met somebody and he's got blue eyes
He opens the door and he don't make me cry
He ain't from where we're from
But he feels like home, yeah
He's got me doin' things I've never done
In Georgia, they call it a sin
And I still want the Dawgs to win
But I'm wearing Tennessee orange for him
I'm wearing Tennessee orange for him
Writer: Ben Williams, David Fanning, Megan Moroney, Paul Jenkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

The Painter
by
Cody Johnson
She talks about the future like she's flippin' through a magazine
Finds the beauty in the thrown away and broken things
Gets excited about all my crazy dreams
Got every sunset that she's ever seen memorized
Saves in a way for a rainy day or stormy night
The sky's brighter lookin' at it through her eyes
I don't remember
Life before she came into the picture
Brought the beauty I was missin' with her
Showed me colors I ain't never seen
She took chances
With every wall I built, she saw a canvas
I thank God every day for how He made her
My life was black and white but she's the painter
She reminds me that it ain't too late to start again
Fine is good but you need some blue every now and then
How'd I live so long without her reckless touch?
I don't remember
Life before she came into the picture
Brought the beauty I was missin' with her
Showed me colors I ain't never seen
She took chances
With every wall I built, she saw a canvas
I thank God every day for how He made her
My life was black and white but she's the painter
I don't remember
Life before she came into the picture
Brought the beauty I was missin' with her
Showed me colors I ain't never seen
She took chances
With every wall I built, she saw a canvas
I thank God every day for how He made her
My life was black and white but she's the painter
She's the painter
Writer: Benjy Davis, Kat Higgins, Ryan Larkins
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Standing Room Only
by
Tim McGraw
I get so mad at things that don't matter way too much
I let the way back when's and my old friends scatter like they were dust
I get to chasin' that rainbow pot of gold right into the pourin' rain
With nothin' to show for it, standin' there soakin' wet
Lookin' up shakin' my fist as the thunder rolls
Now and then on nights like this I catch a thunderbolt
I wanna live a life, live a life
Like a dollar and the clock on the wall don't own me
Shine a light, shine a light
Like mama's front porch when I'm lost and lonely
Start forgivin' and start forgettin'
Be somebody that's worth rememberin'
Live a life so when I die
There's standing room only, standing room only
Standing room only, standing room only
I wanna take my grudges and my old regrets, and let 'em go
I wanna learn how to say a lot more yes and a lot less no
Girl, I wanna dance and shout and love out loud, and come alive
Don't wanna be the guy too cool to laugh and too scared to cry
I wanna live a life, live a life
Like a dollar and the clock on the wall don't own me
Shine a light, shine a light
Like mama's front porch when I'm lost and lonely
Start forgivin' and start forgettin'
Be somebody that's worth rememberin'
Live a life so when I die
There's standing room only, standing room only
Stop judging my life by my possessions
Start thinking 'bout how many headlights will be in my procession
I wanna live a life, live a life
Like a dollar and the clock on the wall don't own me
Shine a light, shine a light
Like mama's front porch when I'm lost and lonely
Start forgivin' and start forgettin' (start forgettin')
Be somebody that's worth rememberin' (rememberin')
Live a life so when I die
There's standing room only, standing room only
Standing room only, standing room only
(Standing room only, standing room only)
Standing room only, standing room only
Standing room only, standing room only
Writer: Craig Michael Wiseman, Patrick Murphy, Thomas Noel Cecil
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Try That In A Small Town
by
Jason Aldean
Sucker punch somebody on a sidewalk
Car jack an old lady at a red light
Pull a gun on the owner of a liquor store
You think it's cool, well, act a fool if you like
Cuss out a cop, spit in his face
Stomp on the flag and light it up
Yeah, you think you're tough
Well, try that in a small town
See how far you make it down the road
'Round here we take care of our own
You cross that line, it won't take long
For you to find out, I recommend you don't
Try that in a small town
Got a gun that my granddad gave me
They say one day they're gonna round up
Well, that shit might fly in the city, good luck
Try that in a small town
See how far you make it down the road
'Round here we take care of our own
You cross that line, it won't take long
For you to find out, I recommend you don't
Try that in a small town
Full of good ol' boys, raised up right
If you're looking for a fight
Try that in a small town
(Try that in a small town)
Try that in a small town
(See how far you make it down the road)
'Round here we take care of our own
You cross that line, it won't take long
For you to find out, I recommend you don't
Try that in a small town
(Try that in a small town)
Ooh, try that in a small town
Writer: Kelley Lovelace, Kurt Allison, Neil Thrasher, Tully Kennedy
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Burn It Down
by
Parker McCollum
Goodbye, strung out on the lawn
The line between us was drawn
All I can see is you're gone and you left me here
With this house on this ground, burn it down
I'll leave my memories inside
In that bed we loved in all night
Every word, every fight, every feeling
Stone cold, not a sound
Burn it down 'til it's ashes and smoke
Burn it down to the smolderin' coals
Burn it down 'til I don't want you no more
Baby, burn it down
Every last song that I wrote
About me and you growing old
Every sliver of hope, everything I know
Pile it up right now
Burn it down 'til it's ashes and smoke
Burn it down to the smolderin' coals
Burn it down 'til I don't want you no more
Baby, burn it down
Burn it down
(Burn it, burn it, burn it)
Burn it down
(Burn it, burn it, burn it)
Burn it down 'til it's ashes and smoke
Burn it down to the smolderin' coals
Burn it down 'til I don't want you no more
Baby, burn it down
(Burn it, burn it, burn it)
Burn it down
(Burn it, burn it, burn it)
Burn it down
(Burn it, burn it, burn it)
Burn it down
(Burn it, burn it, burn it)
Writer: Parker Yancey McCollum, Elisabeth Wagner Rose, Hillary Lindsay, Lori McKenna
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Glory Days
by
Gabby Barrett
Oh, got the sun setting down on the grass and the yard
Got my head on your shoulder and my hand on your heart
Watchin' the barefoot babies laughin' and pickin' daisies
Catchin' the fireflies in a jar
This is as good as it gets, I don't know what I would change
I love this life that we live, I love that smile on your face
No, we ain't gotta look back at all those pictures in frames
And wish it all stayed the same
'Cause right here, right now I say these are the glory days
It's a first sip of coffee in a quiet house
It's bible verses in the kitchen like it's holy ground
Livin' right don't cost a thing, it's the slow roll of a porch swing
It's dogs runnin' while the birds sing
It's you picking that six string
This is as good as it gets, I don't know what I would change
I love this life that we live, I love that smile on your face
No, we ain't gotta look back at all those pictures in frames
And wish it all stayed the same
'Cause right here, right now I say these are the glory days
Ooh, these are the glory days
This is as good as it gets, I don't know what I would change
I love this life that we live, I love that smile on your face
No, we ain't gotta look back at all those pictures in frames
And wish it all stayed the same
'Cause right here, right now I say these are the glory days
Oh, yeah, right here, right now I say these are the glory days
Oh, these are the glory days
Writer: Emily Weisband, Gabby Barrett, James Mcnair, Seth Mosley
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Love You Again
by
Chase Matthew
(Gonna love you again, gonna love you again)
(I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again)
It's been a hell of a week, been countin' every minute
I know what's waitin' for me and I can't wait to get it
Let's leave my truck in the drive 'cause, girl, I'm on a mission
We can stay in tonight, but I got one condition
Yeah, I know we made plans with the neons
But you're lookin' lights out, turnin' me on
That black dress got your boy seein' red
Slippin' off your shoulders, pullin' me into bed
Make it last like it's the last time
Tonight, I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again
Let the midnight go where it's gonna go
Let the candlelight shadows put on a show
Talkin' sunset to sunrise
Tonight, I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again
(Like I'm never gonna love you again)
You got me drunk on your love, we're makin' every letter
If you gon' kiss me like you kiss me, make it last forever
'Cause you're the king- ize I wanna be on
Everything about you baby's turnin' me on
That black dress got your boy seein' red
Slippin' off your shoulders, pullin' me into bed
Make it last like it's the last time
Tonight, I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again
Let the midnight go where it's gonna go
Let the candlelight shadows put on a show
Talkin' sunset to sunrise
Tonight, I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again
(Gonna love you again, gonna love you again)
(I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again)
(Gonna love you again, gonna love you again)
(I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again)
That black dress got your boy seein' red
Slippin' off your shoulders, pullin' me into bed
Make it last like it's the last time
Tonight, I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again
Let the midnight go where it's gonna go
Let the candlelight shadows put on a show
Talkin' sunset to sunrise
Tonight, I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again
(Gonna love you again, gonna love you again)
Tonight, I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again
(Gonna love you again, gonna love you again)
(I'm gonna love you like I'm never gonna love you again)
Writer: Casey Brown, Chase Matthew, Taylor Delmar Phillips
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Different Round Here
by
Riley Green
'Round here fast is how the grass grows
Lost is what you find on a back road
Proof's in the whiskey, red's in the dirt
And hard work stops at the fence row
We stand for the flag, and if you don't like it, we don't care
'Cause we do things a little different round here
Brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mamas are love
Where right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different 'round here
Easy's at the end of a long day
Free's how you feel, not what you pay
Simple's how we live, thanks is what we give
Roots in the ground's why we stay
Brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mamas are love
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different 'round here
Rain on a roof is what a song is
Home is where the heart is
And brave is eighteen wearing army green
Truth is in the words, in red we read
Proud is what you say about where you're from
Heroes are daddies and mamas are love
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, yeah we're
Doing things a little different 'round here
Yeah, we do things a little different 'round here
Writer: Jonathan David Singleton, Riley Green, Randy Montana
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Creek Will Rise
by
Connor Smith
Well, we were sittin' on the truck bed
When it started rainin', she said, "I don't mind"
Got her dancin' in a white sundress
Couldn't even find one dry thread, my oh my
I, I didn't know what I was getting into
I, I wish the four-wheel drive was just two
'Cause a girl like her on a night like this
Make a man wanna stay right where he is
There's trouble in the way her green eyes are glowin'
I'm holdin' on tight, prayin' and hopin'
This truck battery dies
Or the road's too muddy to drive
Wanna stay right here all night
If the good Lord's willin', that creek will risе
Next thing I know
I had my blue jeans hangin' on a tree limb
Shе was smilin' at me, pullin' me in
Out where the creek bend bends in the yellow moon light
Makin' fishin' in the dark come to life
Yeah, a girl like her on a night like this
Make a man wanna stay right where he is
There's trouble in the way her green eyes are glowin'
I'm holdin' on tight, prayin' and hopin'
This truck battery dies
Or the road's too muddy to drive
Wanna stay right here all night
If the good Lord's willin', that creek will rise
Well, it was four in the mornin' when the storm quit stormin'
I was fallin' faster than Earnhardt and Gordon
Like a dirt road Daytona in my heart
And we ain't even got to the best part
We didn't have a towel, didn't have dry clothes
She was smilin' and sayin', "Hold me, I'm cold"
We made a blanket out of that sundress
And the radio won't even let me tell you the rest
'Cause a girl like her on a night like this
Make a man wanna stay right where he is
There's trouble in the way her green eyes are glowin'
I'm holdin' on tight, prayin' and hopin'
This truck battery dies
Or the road's too muddy to drive
Wanna stay right here all night
If the good Lord's willin', that creek will rise
Well, that creek will rise
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