Hell On Wheels Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
So man you think you wanna run whiskey
Well roll with me but you better listen good and clear
If you got a badge or a big mouth brother you ain’t got no business here
Fool, this here is moonshine still you can smell that whiskey burn
This is how the big dogs run, boy you’re ridin shotgun
Buckle up and lets have some fun
Ridin 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin from ol' John Law
Booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for a real outlaw
Duct tape on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I’m hell on wheels
Just nine more miles until state line, we’re on time, we lost Barney’s blues
So you can open your eyes, You’re do’in fine in this dangerous part of what we do
When we make that drop we’re gonna pop a top, you got a lesson left to learn
It ain’t wine, don’t sip it, make it bubble when you hit it… let it burn baby burn
Ridin 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin from ol' John Law
Got the Booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for a real outlaw
Duct tape on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Ridin 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin from ol' John Law
Got the Booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for a real outlaw
Duct tape on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I’m hell on wheels
I said I’m hell on wheels…
Well roll with me but you better listen good and clear
If you got a badge or a big mouth brother you ain’t got no business here
Fool, this here is moonshine still you can smell that whiskey burn
This is how the big dogs run, boy you’re ridin shotgun
Buckle up and lets have some fun
Ridin 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin from ol' John Law
Booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for a real outlaw
Duct tape on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I’m hell on wheels
Just nine more miles until state line, we’re on time, we lost Barney’s blues
So you can open your eyes, You’re do’in fine in this dangerous part of what we do
When we make that drop we’re gonna pop a top, you got a lesson left to learn
It ain’t wine, don’t sip it, make it bubble when you hit it… let it burn baby burn
Ridin 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin from ol' John Law
Got the Booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for a real outlaw
Duct tape on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Ridin 95 down the highway, sideways, runnin from ol' John Law
Got the Booze in the boot, move it over Bo Duke make room for a real outlaw
Duct tape on that license plate, a 6 gun in the dash
Thunder in the hood, heaven from a still, lightning in a jar
Brother I’m hell on wheels
I said I’m hell on wheels…
Bending The Rules And Breaking The Law Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
Growing up I was always mama's angel,
Never thought I'd ever fall from grace.
I was taught to walk with God and run from trouble,
But I ran with a crowd that was bound to change my ways.
Yeah I was proud to be in the bad news crowd,
The one my mama warned me about,
The closest thing to hell she's ever raised.
But when I look back on those days,
I know I'd never change a thing.
I made mistakes that paved the way for the man I am today,
I'm proud of 'em all,
And I had a ball,
Bending the rules and breaking the law.
We were bad about sneaking out and shooting road signs.
Throwing eggs and rolling every yard in town.
Yeah, my claim to fame was a Babe Ruth swing on a mailbox.
Yeah,the police just loved driving me around.
'Cause I was proud to be in the bad news crowd,
The one my mama warned me about,
The closest thing to hell she's ever raised.
But when I look back on those days,
I know I'd never change a thing.
I made mistakes that paved the way for the man I am today,
I'm proud of 'em all,
And I had a ball,
Bending the rules and breaking the law.
You learn to walk the way you talk,
And DUI means SOL,
Respect is earned,
You live and learn to pray.
You learn to pray.
Yeah, we were proud to be in the bad news crowd,
One our mamas warned us about,
The closest thing to hell they ever raised.
But when we look back on those days,
I know we'd never change a thing,
We made mistakes that paved the way for the men we are today.
We're proud of 'em y'all,
And we had a ball,
Bending the rules and breaking the law.
Never thought I'd ever fall from grace.
I was taught to walk with God and run from trouble,
But I ran with a crowd that was bound to change my ways.
Yeah I was proud to be in the bad news crowd,
The one my mama warned me about,
The closest thing to hell she's ever raised.
But when I look back on those days,
I know I'd never change a thing.
I made mistakes that paved the way for the man I am today,
I'm proud of 'em all,
And I had a ball,
Bending the rules and breaking the law.
We were bad about sneaking out and shooting road signs.
Throwing eggs and rolling every yard in town.
Yeah, my claim to fame was a Babe Ruth swing on a mailbox.
Yeah,the police just loved driving me around.
'Cause I was proud to be in the bad news crowd,
The one my mama warned me about,
The closest thing to hell she's ever raised.
But when I look back on those days,
I know I'd never change a thing.
I made mistakes that paved the way for the man I am today,
I'm proud of 'em all,
And I had a ball,
Bending the rules and breaking the law.
You learn to walk the way you talk,
And DUI means SOL,
Respect is earned,
You live and learn to pray.
You learn to pray.
Yeah, we were proud to be in the bad news crowd,
One our mamas warned us about,
The closest thing to hell they ever raised.
But when we look back on those days,
I know we'd never change a thing,
We made mistakes that paved the way for the men we are today.
We're proud of 'em y'all,
And we had a ball,
Bending the rules and breaking the law.
Back In The Day Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
Mamma, she's still got that picture
Of me and Katie on homecomin' night
She looked pretty in that fancy dress
But that girl was a barefoot blue jean princess
A hand full of rocks and daddy's pine ladder
Sure did come in handy
For a teenage boy thinkin' all that mattered
Was a kiss that taste like candy
Back in the day we were wild and free
She was my dashboard drummer
Butterflies in the backseat
Little footprints on my window
Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside
And four letters in a heart carved in a pine
A little sun dress layin up there on the bank
While the water washed our innocence away
Back in the day
Friday nights I'd look up there in the bleachers
And I can see her,
with my letter man's jacket on
And I still got this scar here on my right hand
From when Bobby told her she deserved a better man
Aw.. She hung right with me down in panama city
Raisin' hell on our senior trip
and man ain't it funny
it gets the best of me
And I just can't forget
I just can't forget
Back in the day we were wild and free
She was my dashboard drummer
Butterflies in the backseat
Little footprints on my window
Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside
And four letters in a heart carved in a pine
A little sun dress layin up there on the bank
While the water washed our innocence away
Back in the day
Summer was over
College was callin' man I had to watch her leave
But I still wonder if she ever thinks of me
'Cause back in the day we were wild and free
She was my dashboard drummer
Butterflies in the backseat
Little footprints on my window
Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside
And four letters in a heart carved in a pine
A little sun dress layin up there on the bank
While the water washed our innocence away
Feels like yesterday
Back in the day
Back in the day
Of me and Katie on homecomin' night
She looked pretty in that fancy dress
But that girl was a barefoot blue jean princess
A hand full of rocks and daddy's pine ladder
Sure did come in handy
For a teenage boy thinkin' all that mattered
Was a kiss that taste like candy
Back in the day we were wild and free
She was my dashboard drummer
Butterflies in the backseat
Little footprints on my window
Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside
And four letters in a heart carved in a pine
A little sun dress layin up there on the bank
While the water washed our innocence away
Back in the day
Friday nights I'd look up there in the bleachers
And I can see her,
with my letter man's jacket on
And I still got this scar here on my right hand
From when Bobby told her she deserved a better man
Aw.. She hung right with me down in panama city
Raisin' hell on our senior trip
and man ain't it funny
it gets the best of me
And I just can't forget
I just can't forget
Back in the day we were wild and free
She was my dashboard drummer
Butterflies in the backseat
Little footprints on my window
Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside
And four letters in a heart carved in a pine
A little sun dress layin up there on the bank
While the water washed our innocence away
Back in the day
Summer was over
College was callin' man I had to watch her leave
But I still wonder if she ever thinks of me
'Cause back in the day we were wild and free
She was my dashboard drummer
Butterflies in the backseat
Little footprints on my window
Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside
And four letters in a heart carved in a pine
A little sun dress layin up there on the bank
While the water washed our innocence away
Feels like yesterday
Back in the day
Back in the day
My Kind Of Crazy Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
She says
"Look baby I'm a rock star"
Grabs my old guitar
Playin' it upside down
Dancin' around
In front of our tv
I can't see the ballgame
So I just wave my lighter and say
Yeah, rock on baby
I'd rather watch you anyway
But when you're done
Can I come backstage
And get you to sign your name
On that zeppelin shirt of mine you're wearin'
I'll never wash that thing again
Yeah and she's my kinda crazy
The little games she plays
Lord they'll never get old
She's too cute to get on my last nerve
The way she throws her little fits
Pokin' out her lip and bitin' mine when we kiss
There ain't a fight that she can't win
That's my baby
And she's my kinda crazy
You ought to see her in my pickup
She's gotta have that radio up
Bless her heart, she can't sit still
Head in my lap, bare feet on the windshield
Says, C'mon baby let me drive
Now honey it's a stick shift
Remember what you did last time
Oh...
She never let's me rest
She keeps me up all night
Known to roll me off the bed
And steal the covers off my side
But I hear, "Wake up sleepy head"
And I open up my eyes
And it's all worth the while
That's my baby
And she's my kinda crazy
"Look baby I'm a rock star"
Grabs my old guitar
Playin' it upside down
Dancin' around
In front of our tv
I can't see the ballgame
So I just wave my lighter and say
Yeah, rock on baby
I'd rather watch you anyway
But when you're done
Can I come backstage
And get you to sign your name
On that zeppelin shirt of mine you're wearin'
I'll never wash that thing again
Yeah and she's my kinda crazy
The little games she plays
Lord they'll never get old
She's too cute to get on my last nerve
The way she throws her little fits
Pokin' out her lip and bitin' mine when we kiss
There ain't a fight that she can't win
That's my baby
And she's my kinda crazy
You ought to see her in my pickup
She's gotta have that radio up
Bless her heart, she can't sit still
Head in my lap, bare feet on the windshield
Says, C'mon baby let me drive
Now honey it's a stick shift
Remember what you did last time
Oh...
She never let's me rest
She keeps me up all night
Known to roll me off the bed
And steal the covers off my side
But I hear, "Wake up sleepy head"
And I open up my eyes
And it's all worth the while
That's my baby
And she's my kinda crazy
Kick It In The Sticks Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
Welcome to the home of a hillbilly
Yeah baby
It’s a land of barbed wire, moonshine, whiskey
Park your car before you get it stuck
Go on grab you a beer
And get on up in the truck
It’s going down tonight
It’s all on me
It’s BYOB, and I got all we need
Yeah boy I’m bout to show me a city slicker
How to kick it in the sticks with the critters down on
Our side of a barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don’t you’ve gone broke
So we
We hang out by the bon fire
Just some good ole boys having a dang good time
We crank it up down here
We get loud down here
Throwin down in the dirty dirty south down here
Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
Jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks
So pop a top and drop a tailgate
Yeah we crankin up AC DC, hank, skynrd, and George strait
Wheres the girls?
Bout to call em up
A little southern draw said "hey trouble whats up?"
It’s goin down tonight
Now there pullin up
We got the jacked up trucks slap covered in mud
Bikini tops and daisy duke denim
Hoppin out singin outlaw women down on
Our side of a barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don’t you’ve gone broke
So We hang out by the bonfire
Just the good ole boys having a dang good time
We crank it up down here
We get loud down here
We throwin down in the dirty dirty south down here
Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
Jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks
Hey boy hit this mason jar one time
burned you a little bit didn't it?
Ever been snipe huntin'
Come on
We’ll do a little frog giggin, cow tippin
How bout a little skinny dippin, bass fishin
Take it easy on the shine
Stay away from other boys women
That’s one damn good way for a man to get it wooped down
These boys tough down here
Get your ass tore up down here
And be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came
On our side of a barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don’t you’ve gone broke
So we
We hang out by the bon fire
Just the good ole boys having a dang good time
We crank it up down here
We get loud down here
We throwin down in the dirty dirty south down here
Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks
Yeah baby
It’s a land of barbed wire, moonshine, whiskey
Park your car before you get it stuck
Go on grab you a beer
And get on up in the truck
It’s going down tonight
It’s all on me
It’s BYOB, and I got all we need
Yeah boy I’m bout to show me a city slicker
How to kick it in the sticks with the critters down on
Our side of a barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don’t you’ve gone broke
So we
We hang out by the bon fire
Just some good ole boys having a dang good time
We crank it up down here
We get loud down here
Throwin down in the dirty dirty south down here
Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
Jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks
So pop a top and drop a tailgate
Yeah we crankin up AC DC, hank, skynrd, and George strait
Wheres the girls?
Bout to call em up
A little southern draw said "hey trouble whats up?"
It’s goin down tonight
Now there pullin up
We got the jacked up trucks slap covered in mud
Bikini tops and daisy duke denim
Hoppin out singin outlaw women down on
Our side of a barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don’t you’ve gone broke
So We hang out by the bonfire
Just the good ole boys having a dang good time
We crank it up down here
We get loud down here
We throwin down in the dirty dirty south down here
Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
Jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks
Hey boy hit this mason jar one time
burned you a little bit didn't it?
Ever been snipe huntin'
Come on
We’ll do a little frog giggin, cow tippin
How bout a little skinny dippin, bass fishin
Take it easy on the shine
Stay away from other boys women
That’s one damn good way for a man to get it wooped down
These boys tough down here
Get your ass tore up down here
And be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came
On our side of a barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don’t you’ve gone broke
So we
We hang out by the bon fire
Just the good ole boys having a dang good time
We crank it up down here
We get loud down here
We throwin down in the dirty dirty south down here
Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks
Halfway To Heaven Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
There's a live oak tree you can still see off ol 129
you can see the scars its missin bark
where it stopped my truck that night
they say I took a swing at my best friend
for tryin to take my keys
next thing I knew I was upside down
thinkin this is it for me
when you see life flash before your eyes
the good the bad the wrong the right
fade into a bright white line
shinin down on you
your hangin on by a thread
wondering which ones your last breath
knowing theres so much you have left to do
live your life a better man
when youve been, halfway to heaven
first thing I did was hug my momma
I even hugged my dad
told them both how much I love them
never saw daddy cry like that
started hangin out with my little brother
man I never missed a game
I'm in church every sunday mornin
I pray everyday
when you see life flash before your eyes
the good the bad the wrong the right
fade into a bright white line
shinin down on you
your hangin on by a thread
wonderin which ones your last breath
knowin theres so much you have left to do
live your life a better man
when you've been, halfway to heaven
I wont waste, one minute
yeah my life's changed
and I'm gonna live it
like I'm hangin on by a thread
wondering which ones my last breath
knowin theres so much I have left to do
I live my life a better man
I live my life a better man
cuz I've been, halfway to heaven
you can see the scars its missin bark
where it stopped my truck that night
they say I took a swing at my best friend
for tryin to take my keys
next thing I knew I was upside down
thinkin this is it for me
when you see life flash before your eyes
the good the bad the wrong the right
fade into a bright white line
shinin down on you
your hangin on by a thread
wondering which ones your last breath
knowing theres so much you have left to do
live your life a better man
when youve been, halfway to heaven
first thing I did was hug my momma
I even hugged my dad
told them both how much I love them
never saw daddy cry like that
started hangin out with my little brother
man I never missed a game
I'm in church every sunday mornin
I pray everyday
when you see life flash before your eyes
the good the bad the wrong the right
fade into a bright white line
shinin down on you
your hangin on by a thread
wonderin which ones your last breath
knowin theres so much you have left to do
live your life a better man
when you've been, halfway to heaven
I wont waste, one minute
yeah my life's changed
and I'm gonna live it
like I'm hangin on by a thread
wondering which ones my last breath
knowin theres so much I have left to do
I live my life a better man
I live my life a better man
cuz I've been, halfway to heaven
Saving Amy Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
Amy’s got the letters I wrote
My picture in a frame
She’s had a year to let go
She still wears my ring
It hasn’t left her finger since the night that I proposed
When I promised her forever before i took her home
But I never made it home that night
A part of her died too
I watched her losing her mind
And there’s nothing I can do
Yea sometimes she goes crazy screaming out my name
Saying baby please come and save me
I wish she knew I’d do anything
To kiss the tears right off her face
Tell her everything’s okay
Feel her heart beat next to mine
And make up for lost time
Oh but God I know I can’t
You can’t let her live this way
It’s too late for saving me
But there’s still hope for saving Amy
Now 3 years have gone by
She’s trying to live her life
And I still watch sometimes
Just to make sure she’s alright
She knows I’ll always be there
In her heart and in her dreams
God, I promised her forever and that’s one promise I intend to keep
To kiss the tears right off her face
Tell her everything’s’ okay
Feel her heartbeat next to mine
Make up for lost time
Oh but god I know I can’t
But you can’t let her live this way
It’s too late for saving me
But there’s still hope for saving Amy
Saving Amy
I’ll kiss the tears right off her face
When I walk her through these gates
Feel her heartbeat next to mine
Make up for lost time
God I thank you everyday
For giving a her that *ounce* of faith
That led her right back here to me
And most of all for saving Amy
Saving Amy
Thank you god for saving Amy
My picture in a frame
She’s had a year to let go
She still wears my ring
It hasn’t left her finger since the night that I proposed
When I promised her forever before i took her home
But I never made it home that night
A part of her died too
I watched her losing her mind
And there’s nothing I can do
Yea sometimes she goes crazy screaming out my name
Saying baby please come and save me
I wish she knew I’d do anything
To kiss the tears right off her face
Tell her everything’s okay
Feel her heart beat next to mine
And make up for lost time
Oh but God I know I can’t
You can’t let her live this way
It’s too late for saving me
But there’s still hope for saving Amy
Now 3 years have gone by
She’s trying to live her life
And I still watch sometimes
Just to make sure she’s alright
She knows I’ll always be there
In her heart and in her dreams
God, I promised her forever and that’s one promise I intend to keep
To kiss the tears right off her face
Tell her everything’s’ okay
Feel her heartbeat next to mine
Make up for lost time
Oh but god I know I can’t
But you can’t let her live this way
It’s too late for saving me
But there’s still hope for saving Amy
Saving Amy
I’ll kiss the tears right off her face
When I walk her through these gates
Feel her heartbeat next to mine
Make up for lost time
God I thank you everyday
For giving a her that *ounce* of faith
That led her right back here to me
And most of all for saving Amy
Saving Amy
Thank you god for saving Amy
Country Must Be Country Wide Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
I grew up south of the Mason Dixon
Workin' spittin' huntin' and fishin'
Stone cold country by the grace of God
I was gasin' up the other day
And an ol' boy pulled up with a license plate
From Ohio I thought of good lord he's lost
From his wranglers to his boots
He reminded me of Chris LeDoux
And that Copenhagen smile
Country must be country wide
In every state
There's a station
Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon
In foreign cars and four wheel drives
There's cowboys and hillbillies
From farm towns to big cities
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide
It ain't where
It's how you live
We weren't raised to take
We were raised to give
The shirt off our back
To anyone in need
We bow our heads before we eat
Before we start our day
Before we fall asleep
'Cause in god we trust and we believe
And we see what's wrong
And we know what's right
And ol' Hank he said it all
When he said country folks can survive
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide
Workin' spittin' huntin' and fishin'
Stone cold country by the grace of God
I was gasin' up the other day
And an ol' boy pulled up with a license plate
From Ohio I thought of good lord he's lost
From his wranglers to his boots
He reminded me of Chris LeDoux
And that Copenhagen smile
Country must be country wide
In every state
There's a station
Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon
In foreign cars and four wheel drives
There's cowboys and hillbillies
From farm towns to big cities
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide
It ain't where
It's how you live
We weren't raised to take
We were raised to give
The shirt off our back
To anyone in need
We bow our heads before we eat
Before we start our day
Before we fall asleep
'Cause in god we trust and we believe
And we see what's wrong
And we know what's right
And ol' Hank he said it all
When he said country folks can survive
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide
Take It Outside Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
Back in the good old days
They knew how to brawl
I'm talkin' real gunslingers
I'm talkin' real outlaws
They'd saddle up and ride on into town
When it was high noon in them old saloons
You knew what was goin' down
When they took it outside
Took it outside
When it was man to man
Toe to toe
You know they had to go
Where nobody's gonna break it up
Not until you've had enough
And if you think you've got the guts
Then lets take it outside
If you think your man enough
You really wanna knuckle up
If you wanna shed a little blood then lets
Take it outside
Let's take it outside
These days things have changed
A lot of talk
Lot of pushin' and shovin'
Well if you wanna walk the walk
Let's have some respect
Got girls in here
Just pay your tab
And lay down your beer and let's take it outside
Take it outside
It's man to man
Toe to toe
You know we need to go
We're all here for a good time
But don't start no trouble
'Cause it won't be the first time
I put a scar on my knuckles
Now brother I don't mind
I'll be glad to stomp your ass
But if both of us walk out that door
One of us ain't comin' back
Let's take it outside
They knew how to brawl
I'm talkin' real gunslingers
I'm talkin' real outlaws
They'd saddle up and ride on into town
When it was high noon in them old saloons
You knew what was goin' down
When they took it outside
Took it outside
When it was man to man
Toe to toe
You know they had to go
Where nobody's gonna break it up
Not until you've had enough
And if you think you've got the guts
Then lets take it outside
If you think your man enough
You really wanna knuckle up
If you wanna shed a little blood then lets
Take it outside
Let's take it outside
These days things have changed
A lot of talk
Lot of pushin' and shovin'
Well if you wanna walk the walk
Let's have some respect
Got girls in here
Just pay your tab
And lay down your beer and let's take it outside
Take it outside
It's man to man
Toe to toe
You know we need to go
We're all here for a good time
But don't start no trouble
'Cause it won't be the first time
I put a scar on my knuckles
Now brother I don't mind
I'll be glad to stomp your ass
But if both of us walk out that door
One of us ain't comin' back
Let's take it outside
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