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14/09/2021

Me neither



Darling I've been standing here just watching you all night
And I think I've even caught you watching me a couple times
If I don't ask I'll never know
This may sound dumb but here we go
Do you believe in love at first sight?
Me neither I'm glad that we agree
Believe me that's a big relief
Well this place is awful crowded
And this music is so loud
Would you like to go and grab a bite to eat?
Me neither
It's nice to finally meet a girl who doesn't move too fast
I was only checking that's the reason that I asked
Relationships need time to grow
You and I should take this slow
Darling tell me would you like to dance?
Me neither I was just bein' polite
Thank goodness my feet are much too tired
I'm sure your tired too
I can see an empty booth
Would you like to maybe sit and talk awhile?
Me neither
We'd never get along
I'm thinking there's no chemistry at all
This has been a waste of time
And I'm running out of lines
Don't you think it's time for me to end this song?
Me neither
 

14/11/2020

Brad Paisley



Empty bottles
A cardboard box
These shattered dreams
This littered street, this broken block
Is heavy on your heart
 
But one thing is clear
You wanna save the world
You oughta start here
You've come a long way
Yeah, you've been blessed
Such a long way, now go the rest
 
The tattered wings of stubborn angels
Have flown you here
Now, turn the tables
Become one of those relentless souls
Refuse to let you fall
Refuse to let you go
 
Come on, you knew
You were never gonna make it through
When everybody else gave up on you
They walked you through the fires of hell
Now, you be someone else's stubborn angel
 
Think about all the times
You were a cause lost
A bad bet, full of regret, a long shot
Yeah, you can talk the talk, and that's just fine
But now you need to walk the walk
And maybe run a few stop signs
 
Because tattered wings of stubborn angels
Have flown you here
Now, turn the tables
Become one of those relentless souls
Refuse to let you fall
Refuse to let you go
 
Come on, you knew
You were never gonna make it through
When everybody else gave up on you
They walked you through the fires of hell
Now, you be someone else's stubborn angel
 
What are you waiting for? (What are you waiting for?)
You wanna fix this place
Turn the tables
This world could use some more
 
Stubborn angels
The kind that saw you through
When everybody else gave up on you
They walked you through the fires of hell
Now, you be someone else's
Stubborn Angel
 
Tattered wings of stubborn angels
Have flown you here
Now, turn the tables
Become one of those relentless souls
Refuse to let you fall
Refuse to let you go
 
Turn the tables
This world could use some more
Stubborn angels
 

10/10/2018

Too Country

Too country what's that?
Is it like too Republican or too Democrat?
Is it too far to the left?
Too far to the right?
Too straight down the middle?
Is it too black or too white?
 
Are the biscuits too fluffy is the chicken too fried?
Is the gravy too thick are the peas too black-eyed?
Is the iced tea too sweet does it have too much tang?
Are there too many lemons in mama's lemon meringue?
 
Too country what's that
It is too many pearls of wisdom under grandpa's old hat
Is it just too old fashioned is it just too antique?
Is the question too strong or the answer too weak?
 
Are the roses too red is the sunshine too bright?
Are there too many stars in the heavens at night?
Are there too many fish that still jump in the stream?
Is the blue sky too blue is the clean air too clean?
 
Is the grace too amazing is the steeple too tall?
Are there too many 'yes sir's', 'yes ma'am's'?
And 'how're y'all's'?
Is the message too really too close to the bone?
Do the fiddle and steel remind you too much of home?
Is honest and true just not in demand?
Too country
Too country
Too country
I don't understand
 
04/10/2018

Letter To Me

If I could write a letter to me
And send it back in time to myself at seventeen
First I'd prove it's me by sayin' look under your bed
There's a Skoal can and a Playboy no one else would know you hid
And then I'd say I know it's tough
When you break up after seven months
And yeah, I know you really liked her and it just don't seem fair
But all I can say is pain like that is fast and it's rare
 
And, oh, you've got so much goin' for you, goin' right
But I know at seventeen it's hard to see past Friday night
She wasn't right for you and still you feel like there's a knife
Stickin' out of your back and you're wonderin' if you'll survive
But you'll make it through this and you'll see
You're still around to write this letter to me
 
At the stop sign at Tomlinson and Eighth
Always stop completely, don't just tap your brakes
And when you get a date with Bridgett, make sure the tank is full
On second thought forget it, that one turns out kinda cool
Each and every time you have a fight
Just assume you're wrong and daddy is right
And you should really thank Mrs. Brinkman, she spends so much extra time
It's like she sees the diamond underneath and she's polishing you 'til you shine
 
And, oh, you've got so much goin' for you, goin' right
But I know at seventeen it's hard to see past Friday night
Tonight's the bonfire rally but you're stayin' home instead
Because if you fail Algebra, mom and dad will kill you dead
Trust me you'll squeak by and get a C
And you're still around to write this letter to me
 
You've got so much up ahead, you'll make new friends
You should see your kids and wife
And I'd end up sayin' have no fear
These are nowhere near the best years of your life
 
I guess I'll see you in the mirror, when you're a grown man
P.S.: Go hug Aunt Rita every chance you can
 
And, oh, you've got so much goin' for you, goin' right
But I know at seventeen it's hard to see past Friday night
I wish you'd study Spanish, I wish you'd taken typin' class
I wish you wouldn't worry, let it be, I'd say have a little faith and you'll see
 
If I could write a letter to me
To me
 
04/10/2018

American Saturday Night

Woahhhhh woahhhhhhh
 
Shes got Brazilian leather boots on the pedal of her German car
Listen to the Beatles singing back in the USSR
Yeah shes goin around the world tonight
But she ain't leavin here
Shes just going to meet her boyfriend down at the street fair
 
It's a french kiss, italian ice
Spanish moss in the moonlight
Just another American Saturday night
 
There's a big toga party tonight down at Delta Chi
They've got Canadian bacon on their pizza pie
They've got a cooler full of cold Coronas and Amstel light
It's like were all livin' in a big ol' cup
Just fire up the blender, mix it all up
 
It's a French kiss, Italian ice
Margaritas in the moonlight (woahhhh)
Just another American Saturday night
 
You know everywhere has something they're known for
Although usually it washes up on our shores
My great great great granddaddy stepped off of that ship
I bet he never ever dreamed we'd have all this
 
You know everywhere has somethin' they're known for
Although usually it washes up on our shores
Little Italy, Chinatown, sittin' there side by side
Live from New York, It's Saturday Night!
 
It's a French kiss, Italian ice,
Spanish moss in the moonlight
Just another American, just another American,
Its just another American Saturday night
 
28/06/2018

The Devil Is Alive and Well

Surf the web
Turn on the news
Same old story
Everyday
Hateful words
That we all use
So much anger
So much pain
 
I don't know
If you believe in Heaven
I don't know
If you believe in Hell
But I bet we can agree that the devil
Is alive and well
Alive and well
 
The darkest prison
To the largest Church
Sometimes for fortune
Sometimes for fame
It's ironic
That some of the worst things
Are done in God's name
 
I don't know
If you believe in Heaven
I don't know
If you believe in Hell
But I bet we can agree that the devil
Is alive and well
Alive and well
 
We can debate what's real, what's right, what's true
What's sent from above
All I know is I'd be weary of anything that isn't based in love
'Cause God is love
 
I don't know
If you believe in Heaven
I don't know
If you believe in Hell
But I bet we can agree that the devil
Is alive and well
Alive and well
 
28/06/2018

Working On A Tan

She's got the focus, she's got the time
She's got a deeper shade in mind
She's got headphones, got spring break
A swimsuit and Coppertone 8
 
'Cause she's working on a tan
She's sitting in the sand
Chilling in a chair, flower in her hair
Margarita in her hand
 
She's soaking up the sun
Getting next to nothing done
There's a term paper due in a week or two
But she don't give a damn
She's working on a tan, working on a tan
 
All the Kappa Sigma boys been lifting weights
Hitting that gym, drinking protein shakes
They got a cooler full of beer and it's loaded in the Jeep
Why you think they're going to the beach
 
'Cause she's working on a tan
She's sitting in the sand
Chilling in a chair, flower in her hair
Margarita in her hand
 
She's soaking up the sun
Getting next to nothing done
She's attracting a crowd
Got their tongues hanging out
But she don't give a damn
She's working on a tan, working on a tan
 
So many things run through her mind
When to turn and when to re-apply
 
So this week while you're stuck in your cubicle
Or you're serving Starbucks or you're still in school
Far from needing sunscreen on your skin
Sorry but I have to rub it in
 
She's working on a tan
She's sitting in the sand
Chilling in a chair, flower in her hair
Margarita in her hand
 
Soaking up the sun
Getting next to nothing done
Forget about her grades, forget her GPA
She doesn't give a damn
'Cause she's working on a tan, working on a tan
She's working on a tan, working on a tan
 
27/09/2017

Accidental Racist

To the man that waited on me
At the Starbucks down on Main
I hope you understand
When I put on that t-shirt
The only thing I meant to say
Is I'm a Skynyrd fan
The red flag on my chest somehow is
Like the elephant in the corner of the south
And I just walked him right in the room
Just a proud rebel son with an 'ol can of worms
Lookin' like I got a lot to learn
But from my point of view
 
[Chorus: Brad Paisley]
I'm just a white man coming to you from the Southland
Tryin' to understand what it's like not to be
I'm proud of where I'm from but not everything we've done
And it ain't like you and me can re-write history
Our generation didn't start this nation
We're still picking up the pieces, walking on eggshells, fighting over yesterday
And caught between Southern pride and Southern blame
 
[Verse 2: Brad Paisley]
They called it Reconstruction, fixed the buildings, dried some tears
We're still siftin' through the rubble after a hundred-fifty years
I try to put myself in your shoes and that's a good place to begin
But it ain't like I can walk a mile in someone else's skin
 
[Chorus: Brad Paisley]
Cause I'm a white man livin' in the southland
Just like you I'm more than what you see
I'm proud of where I'm from but not everything we've done
And it ain't like you and me can re-write history
Our generation didn't start this nation
And we're still paying for the mistakes
That a bunch of folks made long before we came
And caught somewhere between southern pride and southern blame
 
[Verse 3: LL Cool J]
Dear Mr. White Man, I wish you understood
What the world is really like when you're living in the hood
Just because my pants are sagging doesn't mean I'm up to no good
You should try to get to know me, I really wish you would
Now my chains are gold but I'm still misunderstood
I wasn't there when Sherman's March turned the south into firewood
I want you to get paid but be a slave I never could
Feel like a new fangled Django, dodging invisible white hoods
So when I see that white cowboy hat, I'm thinking it's not all good
I guess we're both guilty of judging the cover not the book
I'd love to buy you a beer, conversate and clear the air
But I see that red flag and I think you wish I wasn't here
 
[Chorus: Brad Paisley (w/ LL Cool J ad libs)]
I'm just a white man
(If you don't judge my do-rag)
Comin' to you from the southland
(I won't judge your red flag)
Tryin' to understand what it's like not to be
I'm proud of where I'm from
(If you don't judge my gold chains)
But not everything we've done
(I'll forget the iron chains)
It ain't like you and me can re-write history
(Can't re-write history baby)
 
[Verse 4]
Oh, Dixieland
(The relationship between the Mason-Dixon needs some fixin')
I hope you understand what this is all about
(Quite frankly I'm a black Yankee but I've been thinkin' about this lately)
I'm a son of the new south
(The past is the past, you feel me)
And I just want to make things right
(Let bygones be bygones)
Where all that's left is southern pride
(RIP Robert E. Lee but I've gotta thank Abraham Lincoln for freeing me, know what I mean)
It's real, it's real
It's truth
 
14/02/2017

Remind Me

We didn't care if people stared
We'd make out in a crowd somewhere
Somebody'd tell us to get a room
It's hard to believe that was me and you

Now we keep saying that we're OK
But I don't want to settle for good not great
I miss the way that it felt back then
I wanna feel that way again

Been so long that you'd forget
The way I used to kiss your neck
Remind me, remind me
So on fire, so in love
Way back when we couldn't get enough
Remind me, remind me

Remember the airport dropping me off
We were kissing goodbye and we couldn't stop
I felt bad cause you missed your flight
But that meant we had one more night

Do you remember how it used to be
We'd turn out the lights and didn't just sleep
Remind me baby remind me

Oh so on fire so in love
That look in your eyes that I miss so much
Remind me, baby remind me

I wanna feel that way
Yeah I wanna hold you close
Oh if you still love me
Don't just assume I know

Oh baby remind me, remind me

Do you remember the way it felt?
You mean back when we couldn't control ourselves
Remind me, yeah remind me

All those things that you used to do
That made me fall in love with you
Remind me, oh baby remind me

Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt
All those mornings I was late for work
Remind me, oh baby remind me yeah
Oh baby remind me baby remind me

Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt
Oh, baby remind me

03/01/2017

The World

To the teller down at the bank
You're just another checking account
To the plumber that came today
You're just another house
At the airport ticket counter
You're just another fare
At the beauty shop at the mall
Well you're just another head of hair
Well that's alright, that's ok
If you don't feel important, honey
All I've got to say is

[Chorus]
To the world
You may be just another girl
But to me
Baby, you are the world

To the waiter at the restaurant
You're just another tip
To the guy at the ice cream shop
You're just another dip
When you can't get reservations
'Cause you don't have the clout
Or you didn't get an invitation
'Cause somebody left you out
That's alright, that's ok
When you don't feel important honey
All I've got to say is

[Repeat chorus]

You think you're one of millions but you're one in a million to me
When you wonder if you matter, baby look into my eyes
And tell me, can't you see you're everything to me

That's alright, that's ok
When you don't feel important honey
All I've gotta say is

[Repeat chorus]