| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| 2:46 | 
|
|||
|
Winter gettin colder, summer gettin warmer
Tidal wave comin cross the Mexican border Why buy a gallon, its cheaper by the barrel Just don’t get busted singin Christmas carols That’s us, That’s right Gotta love this American ride Both ends of the ozone burnin Funny how the world keeps turnin Look ma, no hands I love this American ride Gotta love this American ride Momma gets her box off watchin Desperate Housewives Daddy works his can off payin for the good life Kids on the YouTube learnin how to be cool Livin in a cruel world, pays to be a mean girl That’s us, That’s right Gotta love this American ride Both ends of the ozone burnin Funny how the world keeps turnin Look ma, no hands I love this American ride Gotta love this American ride Poor little miss, Americas town She gained five pounds and lost her crown Quick fix plastic surgical antidote Got herself a record deal, cant even sing a note Plasma getting bigger, Jesus getting smaller Spill a cup of coffee, make a million dollars Customs caught a thug with an aerosol can If the shoe don’t fit, the fit’s gonna hit the shan That’s us, That’s right Gotta love this American ride Both ends of the ozone burnin Funny how the world keeps turnin Hot dog, Hot damn I love this American ride Gotta love this American ride Oh yeah, na na na na na na na na |
||||||
| 2. |
| 4:33 |
|
|||
|
I learned quick my eighteenth summer
Diggin' ditches for the man You can't be a guitar strummer Cussin' that shovel in your hand Took my paycheck to a pawn shop Bought a Silvertone guitar Wrote a song about a beer joint Went and played it in a bar It's hard as hell out on this highway But I'm still addicted to the show When that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me A gypsy driftin' down the road Buses, trucks and lit up stages Angel faces with no names Stadium of savin' graces Stand and singing with a flame It's hard as hell out on this highway But I'm still addicted to the show When that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me A gypsy driftin' down the road I go on when I'm too tired to sleep And I go on, sing when I can't speak I go on and on and on and on It's hard as hell out on this highway But I'm still addicted to the show When that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me A gypsy driftin' down the road And when that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me A gypsy driftin' down the road, down the road |
||||||
| 3. |
| 3:09 |
|
|||
|
Sometimes I lie awake
Starring at the ceiling I'll have someone beside me But she won't know your name She won't be here long Hell she's almost a memory You'll never be really gone Girl, are you feelin' me? <i>[Chorus]</i> Do you fall asleep missin' my kiss in the dark? Wake up the next morning not sure where you are? Is it killin' you, like it's killin' me? Are you lying there, lying to somebody else? Trying to find the one thing I can't find for myself? When he's touching you, really touching you, Are you feelin' me? You ever wish on a star that ain't fallin', Hoping you dreams will come true? Pray for the day that you know it's comin, well I do, baby I do, baby I do Baby I do <i>[Chorus]</i> Do you fall asleep missin' my kiss in the dark? Wake up the next morning not sure where you are? Is it killin' you, like it's killin' me? Are you lying there, lying to somebody else? Trying to find the one thing I can't find for myself? When he's touching you, really touching you, Are you feelin' me? Oh, when he's touching you, are you feelin' me? Are you feelin' me? Are you feelin' me? Oh, are you feelin' me? Girl, are you feelin' me? Oh, when he's touching you |
||||||
| 4. |
| 3:31 |
|
|||
|
I was hangin' out a last night at the top cat when the band slowed down to Merle
Man I hit it 'cross the bar room trying to find my baby girl Some drunk tried to punk me, and ask my baby "do you dance" she said "yes I do, but not with you, I'm waitin' on my man" See every dog has it's day dog, when the big dog throws him a bone One moment in the sunshine when your ducks lined up in a row Lucky dog get a big ol' bed, stray dog gets the porch Every dog has it's day dog, but today dog just aint yours Well I flipped her around and I kissed her and she said lets do one more And we were half way through a two step when he stepped out on the floor He jerked me back and said "im cuttin' in, girl lets docee do" she doubled up her fist and caught him right square on the nose Every dog has it's day dog, when the big dog throws him a bone One moment in the sunshine when the ducks line up in a row Lucky dog gets a big ol' bed, stray dog gets the porch Every dog has it's day dog, but today dog just aint yours Fat dog, skinny dog, little itty bitty dog, hot dog, kurd dog, weenie dog, bird dog, hound dog, cow dog, bow wow wow dog, wonder dog, barkin' dog, chasing' parked car dog. Every dog has it's day dog, when the big dog throws him a bone One moment in the sunshine, when your ducks line up in a row Yeah lucky dog gets gets a big ol' bed, stray dog gets the porch Every dog has it's day dog, but today dog just aint yours Every dog has it's day dog, but today dog just aint yours |
||||||
| 5. |
| 3:08 |
|
|||
|
I didn't call you up and tell you
Girl, I'm sorry, with whiskey on my breath I didn't ask you to forgive me 'Cause girl, I know you haven't yet I didn't midnight knock your front door Catch you scared to be alone I didn't wake up with an empty bottle, baby Just kinda woke up on my own For the first time in forever I see clearly why you're gone Didn't open up my eyes because you said goodbye, baby Just kinda woke up on my own I didn't find strength in a stranger, I didn't go to bed all stoned And I didn't come to see the light this morning, baby Just kinda woke up on my own I didn't come to see the light this morning, baby Just kinda woke up on my own |
||||||
| 6. |
| 3:23 |
|
|||
|
Yeah, you can try to love your woman, try to love your friends
Try to love your neighbor, you can try it again Try to go to church, try to live your life Probably still be tryin' on the day that you die Well, if you're tryin' you ain't tryin', there's work to do, son You can't get up early, baby, you can't get it done Roll up your sleeves, don't tell me that you can't Make something, something, if you're tryin' you ain't Try something old, try something new Try it when no one else is even watchin' but you Try just a little, try it too much Try an over do it and it still ain't enough And if you're tryin' you ain't, there's work to do son You can't get up early, baby, you can't get it done Roll up your sleeves, don't tell me that you can't Make something, something, if you're tryin' you ain't Tryin', tryin' you ain't Tryin', tryin' Well, if you're tryin' you ain't, there's work to do son You can't get up early, baby, you can't get it done Roll up your sleeves, don't tell me that you can't Make something, something, if you're tryin' you ain't And if you're tryin' you ain't, there's work to do son You can't get up early, baby, you can't get it done Roll up your sleeves, don't tell me that you can't Make something, something, if you're tryin' you ain't Tryin', tryin' Tryin' you ain't Tryin still tryin Tryin' you ain't Tryin', tryin' Tryin' you ain't |
||||||
| 7. |
| 4:46 |
|
|||
|
Got the news on Friday morning
But a tear I couldnt find You should me how I am supposed to live Now you should me how to die I was lost til Sunday morning I woke up to face my fear While writing you this good bye song I found a tear Im going to miss that smile Im going to miss you my friend Even though it hurts the way it ended up Id do it all again So play it sweet in heaven Cause thats right where you want to be Im not cryin cause I feel so sorry for you I am cryin for me I got up and dialed your number Your voice came on the line That old familiar message I have heard a thousand times It just said, sorry that I missed you Leave a message and god bless I know that you think I am crazy But I just had to hear your voice I guess Im going to miss that smile Im going to miss you my friend Even though it hurts the way it ended up Id do it all again So play it sweet in heaven Cause thats right where you want to be Im not cryin cause I feel so sorry for you I am cryin for me Oh So play your upsidedown, left handed Backward bass guitar Ill see you on the other side superstar Im going to miss that smile Im going to miss you my friend Even though it hurts the way it ended up Id do it all again So play it sweet in heaven Cause thats right where you want to be Im not cryin cause I feel so sorry for you I am cryin for me Im still cryin Im cryin for me Oh Im still cryin |
||||||
| 8. |
| 3:14 |
|
|||
|
Jackknife, brake at the traffic stop
Interstate lookin' like a parkin' lot Fat boy flying on a Fat Boy bike Weavin' in and out and passin' me by I honked my horn and shot the bird at that crazy SOB Yeah, but deep down, I was wishin' it was me But if I had one, I'd have to say I'd probably do the same dang thing Pull her to the shoulder and let that steel horse run I'd be hell on wheels if I had one Called my brother said, "How you've been? We ain't been fishin' since I don't know when" He said, "This graveyard shift's a graveyard grind I got more bills than I got time" I'd love to weigh the line but my wife just stay on my case I said "I guess I know who wears the pants around your place" But if I had one, I'd have to say I'd probably do the same dang thing Stay at home holdin' my baby when the workday is done Yeah, I'd try to keep her happy if I had one Sittin' on a bar stool talkin' to a lady She's runnin' my tab up, callin' me baby Buy her a drink she'll let you chase her And watch her shake her money maker Boy if I had one I'd have to say I'd probably shake it the same damn way Hike it up high 'cause I could get it, son I'd never buy another beer if I had one You know things would be different if I had one That's what I'd do if I had one of those I'd do it just like that, right there Things would be different if I had one, too But I don't, but if I had one, yeah buddy, ooh buddy |
||||||
| 9. |
| 3:30 |
|
|||
|
Why'd you have to wear that dress this evening
And those high heels with those buckles on your feet? I love the way your hair falls down across your shoulders But you ain't gonna hear that from me You got my heart racing like a freight train Wishin' you and me were somewhere else I know how good it's gonna be when we get to where we're goin' Think I'd better keep it to myself 'Cause baby, I can't tell you what I'm thinking I've had way too much to drink tonight Oh, this is where I usually say something out of line Just be glad that right now you can't read my mind Every time we dance we're getting closer And I'd like too say a thing or two about it But trust me you don't wanna get me talkin' I'm better off just dancin' all around it 'Cause baby, I can't tell you what I'm thinking I've had way too much to drink tonight Oh, this is where I usually say something out of line Just be glad that right now you can't read my mind 'Cause baby I can't tell you what I'm thinking I've had way too much to drink tonight Oh, this is where I usually say something out of line Just be glad that right now you can't read my mind Oh, the road to love is paid with good intentions Just be glad that right now you can't read my mind Just be glad that right now you can't read my mind |
||||||
| 10. |
| 3:28 |
|
|||
|
I know sometimes you need me to be tender
I don't give you much to go on So I'm amazed at how you hold on to me Baby girl I've never been this close before Never opened up that door I'm still finding my way Something else that lovers do When I've been by myself Never had to talk about Movin' in with someone else <i>[Chorus]</i> Then you kiss my face And it makes me smile Girl I want to lay with you, Right here with you For a little while When I feel that rush Coming down all over me You're as fas as I can see That's tender as I wanna be Tender as I wanna be Girl it's so tender No maybe it's that hard To find someone to please me Or it could be that real true love Sometimes don't come easy No it don't come easy <i>[Chorus]</i> |
||||||
| 11. |
| 2:42 |
|
|||
|
Sun gettin' heavy and the night is fallin'
Phone ringin' it's a good time callin' Old truck slicked up shinin' like a rhinestone Takin' off like a big red pocket Flyin' high by the time the band comes on I'm loaded, got a fist full of cash I'm rollin' just filed her up with gas I'm goin' where I wanna be, I got my baby beside me She's strollin' and I like it a lot She's showin' everything she's got We're blowin' these twenty dollar bills I can't tell ya how good I feel I'm loaded My baby's got her shoes off out on the dance floor Gonna dance 'til she can't dance anymore They haven't played "Give Me Three Steps, Give Me Three Steps yet Bought ten rounds for my buddies at the back bar Struck my last five in the tip jar Stretched my dollar 'bout as far as it can stretch What's that?--Checks?--You'd cash a check?--Well, hell! I'm loaded, bring another round Rock 'n rollin' my baby's still getting down I'm blowin' through my twenty dollar bills I can't believe how good I feel I'm loaded--got a fist full of cash I'm rollin' just filled her up with gas I'm goin' where I wanna be--I got my baby beside me I'm loaded (loaded) Loaded (loaded) Loaded (loaded) Got my baby beside me I'm loaded (loaded) Rollin' (rollin') Strollin' (strollin') I got my baby beside me I'm loaded (loaded) Loaded (loaded) Loaded (loaded) |
||||||
| 12. |
| 4:02 |
|
|||
|
I quit school in the 10th grade and I grew out my hair
I got me a job doin' lawnmower repair I met an army recruiter down at the Winn Dixie He said "son you've no future, pack up and go with me" The first place we landed was a base called Balad They convoyed our asses to a 10 acre F.O.B. With my boots and my cover and an old m16 Two bottles of water and a cold M.R.E. <i>[Chorus:]</i> Oh you'll meet lots of new friends and you're sure to get paid We'll show you the world and we'll teach you a trade It's not a job, it's an adventure, oh yes sir I got that Ah but you never told me I'd get my ass shot at You never told me I'd get my ass shot at The first night in combat we went out on patrol They ambushed our convey and we chased the asshole We found them all hidin' in low water ditches And we took aim and killed all them son of a bitches <i>[Repeat Chorus]</i> Walked in on my buddy with a female M.P. The ugliest woman you ever did see He said "why are you laughin', you got lots of nerve" Over here in the desert we grade on the curve Ah you'll meet lots of new friends and you're sure to get paid We'll show you the world and we'll teach you a trade It's not a job, it's an adventure, oh yes sir I got that Ah but you never told me I'd get my ass shot at Oh you never told him he'd get his ass shot at |
||||||
|
