Author: lyricspedia

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin' in the console Memory lane up in the headlights It's got me reminiscing on them good times I'm turnin' off a real life drive and that's right I'm hittin' easy street...

Not a whole lot going on, a small town Friday night Revving up at a red light, on your mark get set go Past a mom and pop restaurant Same four trucks parked out front I guess you gotta make your own fun When you’re stuck in a place this slow There’s only two means...

Well I can hear that rooster crowin’ down the road I felt my eyes open up real slow and I looked around Makin’ sure I hadn’t checked out Cause there was an angel lying next to me And I figured heaven’s where I must be Oh but it was you, and baby what else could...

A couple of guys in first class on a flight From New York to Los Angeles Kinda making small talk killin' time Flirting with the flight attendants Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma Just a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms Man, it all looks the same Miles and miles of back roads...

[Verse 1:] I worked all week. Cleaned up clean cut and clean shaved. I got the cover off the '68. I fire it up and let them horses sing. A little pretty thing. A little tan-legged Georgia dream. She’s a rockin’ them holey jeans. Baby what you got goin’ on Saturday? You know words got...

There's something 'bout lighting up a Marlboro red And that nicotine rushing to my head And the taste of Southern Comfort on my lips Tells me I ain't ready to quit There's something 'bout driving way too fast Switching gears and hammerin' on the gas And the fact that they ain't caught me yet Tells...

I walk a hard line winding road Don't really know where it's gonna go Seems like trouble's my best friend Soon as I get out, I'm back in again It's a wonder, I ain't all alone 'Cause it ain't easy No, It ain't easy It ain't easy, Lovin' me Don't why know I do the...

She was raised up in Jersey I said oh Lord have mercy Never seen a one light town 'til she moved down here She said I'm so bored out of my mind Need a Starbucks and a wifi Or a jet airliner to fly me anywhere I said do you wanna take a drive in...

I’ve been here a bunch of times It all starts with the same old lines It’s over, baby it’s over Nothing ‘bout it ever feels good It knocks you down just like it should But it goes away, It always goes away But something about this time feels different Just like I’m in a fight...

Ohio was a riverbank; 10 speed layin' in the weeds; Cannonball off an old rope swing; Long long summer days. Tennessee was a guitar; First big dream of mine. If I made it, yeah, that'd be just fine. I just wanted to play. I just wanted to play, but, [Chorus:] Texas was green eyes crying...