1. |
The Plan (Country)
02:44
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Well I reached a certain point in my life
And I think its time I found myself a wife
I've been burning through my days, drinkin druggin in a haze
I think it's time I finally did it right.
I don't care if she's big or if she's small
And I don't care if she's short or if she's tall
She don't have to cook and clean, but I'd prefer if she ain't mean
Cause then I swear we'll have ourselves a ball
Yeah I'm a mess of a man doin' all I can
This time I think I've finally got a plan.
For the rest of my days I'll keep running in a haze
And if she leaves try not to give a damn.
Well I'm not what some normal girl would choose
So if she's here, like me, she's born to lose
She'll put up with all my shit, that's the long and short of it
Cause if she can't she shouldn't rest her shoes.
Well I'm a mess of a man, she seems to understand
She's keeping up the very best she can
And for the rest of our days we'll keep running in a haze
At least for now that seems to be the plan
Yeah for the rest of our days we'll keep running in a haze
At least for now that seems to be the plan.
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2. |
Four Shots
03:57
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Let's drink four shots of whiskey to this one shot at life
Let's revel in the struggle 'gainst the dying of the light
Not aiming for disaster, still got it in our sights
Fuck waiting for tomorrow, let's spend it all tonight.
Pull up to the bar and we load in all our gear
Another night of playing for a good time and some beer.
This band ain't no job and damn sure no career
We may not be "professional" but we're all friends in here.
Those four shots come and go and then another four
One or more of us may end up on the floor
Might start forgetting words or maybe missing chords
But no one in that goddamned bar will care.
We'll play up all our songs and try to play some more
The squeamish in in the crowd will hover by the door
KC yelling "Freebird" can't see straight anymore
Better this disorder than a perfect sounding bore
Let's drink four shots of whiskey to this one shot at life
Let's revel in the struggle 'gainst the dying of the light
Let's drink four shots of whiskey to this one shot at life
Steer straight for the wreckage and hope we get through the night.
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3. |
Almost Homesick Blues
04:10
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Monday morning I'm crawling out of bed
Will that alarm clock ever stop? I'm predicting when I'm dead. And my
Head keeps pounding maybe I should pound a beer
Kiss the wife and kid goodbye, all my love I'm out of here.
Scrape off all the ice and snow, unlock those frozen doors
As I sit and warm her up I dream of nights I'm out on tour. But I'm
Heading for my job where I'll be slaving for my pay
And trying to convince myself there'll be a better day.
Just yesterday I took my kid down to the park
It was cold and still we laughed and played till it was getting dark
We got got home my Love had put our dinner on the plate
And after with the kid asleep we stayed up drinking late.
Hate this goddamned job but I love my family
I'm good out on the road but then they're way too far from me.
Like disembodied voices, just phantoms on the phone
The only things in this whole world can make me pine for home.
So I plug along I work this job I stick near our hometown
I play bars and pubs and backyards where we pass the flask around.
But someday when the kid is grown, with my darlin’ on the road
We'll play every goddamned city from LA to Buffalo.
What I've got now
May be more than I deserve, thankful for every breath
Life builds you up, burns you down
Could've tried a little more, could've fucked up a whole lot less
But that's alright
'Cause I'm lying next to you in the night.
You're my whole world
Yeah you're all I need, all I need tonight.
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4. |
Done
03:00
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Been thrown in the gutter, been pushed in the mud
Looked down the barrel of a loaded gun
Been punched in the face and kicked in the ribs
For doing shit they said I shouldn't have did.
Been thrown out of places I shouldn't have been
Got up off my ass and went back again
That may not be your idea of fun
That's just the price of "better-not-do"s done.
And I'm not sorry for anything I've done
If I told you that I was I guess I lied.
I'll keep on doing things the same way that I've done
And I suppose you'll keep on asking why.
"Who Dares Wins" as a kid I was told
And "Fortune Favors the Bold"
There'll be some rough spots but never forget
It's what you're too scared to do that you'll always regret.
Been thrown in the gutter, been pushed in the mud
Looked down the barrel of a loaded gun
Been punched in the face and kicked in the ribs
For doing shit they said I shouldn't have did.
Doin' shit they said I shouldn't have did...
And I'm not sorry for anything I've done
If I told you that I was I guess I lied.
I'll keep on doing things the same way that I've done
And I suppose you'll keep on asking why.
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5. |
Bottle Down
05:13
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These hands are wearing out from all the work that they've been putting in.
Those days keep ticking by, my paychecks burn and I don't need no alibis.
So if you want to leave you may as well go now (go now)
The next one's free and I'd be stayin anyhow.
So what's another bottle down?
What's another wasted dime?
What's one more night without you?
One more tear in your eyes?
I should hate myself for what I put you through
But you know I love that whiskey more than I ever cared for you.
So now I'll drink alone, it's been so long since I have felt like goin home
I only crawl back to our bed when all the bars are closed and the streets are still and dead.
Yeah you left a note for me to see
By the back door where you threw your key
It simply read that you were gone and there was nothing left to say to me.
I smiled, lit one up, sat right down and drained my cup
Gotta keep that buzz and never let it go.
You had the sense to leave, yeah you should be proud
I'll raise my glass up high and toast you right out loud.
So what's another bottle down?
What's another wasted dime?
What's one more night without you?
One more tear in your eyes?
I should hate myself for what I put you through
But you know I love that whiskey more than I ever cared for you.
So what's another bottle down?
What's another wasted dime?
What's one more night without you?
One more tear in your eyes?
I should hate myself for what I put you through
But you know I love that whiskey more than I ever cared for you.
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6. |
She Don't Love Me
02:43
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Well she don't love me, no one does
Least no one that I want to love
The ones that get me I just let go
Still waitin' on the one ain't gonna show.
Now way before I got the chance to say "I love you," baby
You ended up walking away
And I went and wasted words on some other pretty face.
Well, she said she loves me, so I up and run
Right back to that evil one
She took me in, cut me down, stomped my heart into the ground
Kept on fuckin’ ‘round all over town.
Now we all know that empty bottles make for reckless hearts, baby
But maybe if I empty just one more
It'll help me to forget your vicious pretty face.
Now we all know that empty bottles make for reckless hearts, baby
But maybe if I empty just one more
It'll help me to forget your vicious pretty face.
She says she loves me, no one does
Least no one that I want to love
The ones that get me I just let go
Still waitin' on the one ain't gonna show.
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Give It All Up
03:57
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I was lost, till my habits showed me a way
Down this road filled with long lonely days
So it seems I was once young and full of dreams
And I had a girl as sweet as they get, try as I might, I still can't forget
That look in her eyes the day she decided to run, run away.
I was so damn upset and choked on regret
Cause I tried but I wouldn't say
I'll give it all up for you
That's something I wouldn't do
You know that it's true
That look in her eyes the day she decided to run, run away.
I was so damn upset and choked on regret
Yeah I tried but I wouldn't say
I'll give it all up for you
That's something I wouldn't do
You know that it's true
I wouldn't give it up for you
I wouldn't give it up for you
I wouldn't give it up for you.
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8. |
Troublebound
03:56
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Bored blurry danger of another late night.
Idle hands are itching like they need a fight.
A thousand bad ideas not a single one bright
I'm trouble bound I ought to go home.
Seven shades of discontent thick in here.
Empty to the rail I get another beer.
Boys are talking tough I just turn a deaf ear.
Hope they've got the sense to leave it alone.
And I know I shouldn't be sitting here
But I sure do like the company, the whiskey, the beer.
9AM has got some plans for me
But I'm growing less concerned about that...
Up jumps the Devil with another shot
Hanging on my shoulder gives it all she's got.
No Angel to oppose her so it hits the spot.
I’m trouble bound I oughta go home.
And I know I shouldn't be sitting here
But I sure do like the company, the whiskey, the beer.
9AM has got some plans for me
But I'm growing less concerned about that...
Yeah I’m growing less concerned about that.
Bored blurry danger of another late night.
Idle hands are itching like they need a fight.
A thousand bad ideas not a single one bright
I'm trouble bound I ought to go home
And I know I shouldn't be sitting here
But I sure do like the company, the whiskey, the beer.
9AM has got some plans for me
I'm trouble bound I ought to go home
Trouble bound I ought to go home
Trouble bound I ought to go home.
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