A whisper away from changin' everything
But is it safe to say
Such dangerous things
When your hands are tremblin'
Girl I'm weak in the knees
It's times like these when silence means everything
More than anything
So fall when you're ready baby
Let our kiss count the moments and hearts set the pace
I'll be your love song and I'll love you right off your feet
Until you fall into me
Love ain't a race
There's no finish line
And I love a chase
But don't leave me behind
'Cause girl we're both gamblin'
But I'm playin' for keeps
It's time like these
When patience means everything
More than anything
And I'll fall for you every day
I'll cherish the moments that time can't erase
We'll be the love song
I promise you we're gonna sing
Girl when you fall into me
Girl when you fall into me
C'mon baby fall into me
I'm waiting
Fall into me
Fall into me
Fall into me
A whisper away from changing everything
Dirt Road Anthem (Revisited) Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert (feat. Colt Ford)
[Brantley Gilbert:]
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.
got me reminiscing on the good times
said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
hittin easy street on mud tires
[Colt Ford:]
back in the day Potts' farm was the place to go
load the truck up hit the dirt road
Jump the barbwire, spread the word
light the bon fire , then call the girls
king in the can, and the Marlboro man
Jack and Jim were a few good men
we learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too
better watch out for the boys in blue
and all this small town he said she said
it aint as funny how rumors spread
like i know somethin ya'll dont know
man this shit is gettin old
man mind your business watch your mouth
before i have to knock your loud ass out
no time for talkin ya'll aint listenin
them old dirt road is what ya'll missing
[Brantley Gilbert:]
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.
got me reminiscing on the good times
said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
hittin easy street on mud tires
[Colt Ford:]
I sit back and think about them good ole days
the way we were raised and our southern ways
we like corn bread and biscuits
and if its broke round here we fix it
see i can take ya'll where you need to go
down to my hood or back in them woods
we do it different round here thats right
but we sure do it good and we do it all night
so if you really wanna know how it feels
to get off the road and truck with four wheels
jump on in tell ya friends
that well be raisin hell where the black top ends
[Brantley Gilbert:]
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.
got me reminiscing on the good times
said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
hittin easy street on mud tires
[Brantley Gilbert:]
I was brought up in a small town in North Georgia
raised on southern baptist morals
in a front row pew for the Sunday roll call
now everybody praise the lord
i grew up learned how to hunt and fish
bust a 12 gauge pump and not miss
a life without work that's just a myth
never listen when they talkin shit
my dad taught me how to stand my ground
be a man boy and never back down
don't start up something but if he's talking trash
you better throw the first punch and whip his ass
now be somebody, make a name for yourself
life is hard, you go through hell
there comes a time when you've got to slow down
that's what we doing lets go
[Brantley Gilbert:]
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.
got me reminiscing on the good times
said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
hittin easy street on mud tires
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.
got me reminiscing on the good times
said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
hittin easy street on mud tires
[Colt Ford:]
back in the day Potts' farm was the place to go
load the truck up hit the dirt road
Jump the barbwire, spread the word
light the bon fire , then call the girls
king in the can, and the Marlboro man
Jack and Jim were a few good men
we learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too
better watch out for the boys in blue
and all this small town he said she said
it aint as funny how rumors spread
like i know somethin ya'll dont know
man this shit is gettin old
man mind your business watch your mouth
before i have to knock your loud ass out
no time for talkin ya'll aint listenin
them old dirt road is what ya'll missing
[Brantley Gilbert:]
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.
got me reminiscing on the good times
said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
hittin easy street on mud tires
[Colt Ford:]
I sit back and think about them good ole days
the way we were raised and our southern ways
we like corn bread and biscuits
and if its broke round here we fix it
see i can take ya'll where you need to go
down to my hood or back in them woods
we do it different round here thats right
but we sure do it good and we do it all night
so if you really wanna know how it feels
to get off the road and truck with four wheels
jump on in tell ya friends
that well be raisin hell where the black top ends
[Brantley Gilbert:]
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.
got me reminiscing on the good times
said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
hittin easy street on mud tires
[Brantley Gilbert:]
I was brought up in a small town in North Georgia
raised on southern baptist morals
in a front row pew for the Sunday roll call
now everybody praise the lord
i grew up learned how to hunt and fish
bust a 12 gauge pump and not miss
a life without work that's just a myth
never listen when they talkin shit
my dad taught me how to stand my ground
be a man boy and never back down
don't start up something but if he's talking trash
you better throw the first punch and whip his ass
now be somebody, make a name for yourself
life is hard, you go through hell
there comes a time when you've got to slow down
that's what we doing lets go
[Brantley Gilbert:]
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.
got me reminiscing on the good times
said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
hittin easy street on mud tires
More Than Miles Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
Maybe I should take that picture off the dashboard
Before her memory hits the brakes and takes the wheel
Yeah I bet she's still crying on the front porch
Yeah, this time it's gonna take some time to heal
[Chorus]
Cause I'm on my way to Tennessee
Singing "Georgia On My Mind"
Chasing what they say is a dream
Thinking maybe it ain't mine
Cause that girl's in every song I sing
She's in every song I write
And that six string ridin' in her seat
Won't keep me warm tonight
God what am I supposed to do
There's more than miles in my rearview
Well, I'm headed north to what I swore I wanted
And trying not to buy into my doubts
But I just can't seem to keep myself from wondering
Why I'm jealous of all them headlights headed south
[Chorus]
Cause I'm on my way to Tennessee
Singing "Georgia On My Mind"
Chasing what they says a dream
Thinking maybe it ain't mine
Cause that girl's in every song I sing
She's in every song I write
And that six string ridin' in her seat
Won't keep me warm tonight
God what am I supposed to do
There's still more than miles in my rearview
Yeah, more than miles
Yeah, I've been changing lanes without my mirrors
Cause every time I look behind me I see her
I think I just realized how much I need her (damn)
[Chorus]
So I'm turning back to Georgia
Stopping short of Tennessee
I can't put my dreams before her
Man I need her with me
Cause that girl's in every song I sing
She's in every song I write
And that six string ridin' in her seat
Can sleep in the back tonight
Now I know what I'm supposed to do, yeah
There's still more than miles in my rear view
More than miles, yeah
More than miles
Before her memory hits the brakes and takes the wheel
Yeah I bet she's still crying on the front porch
Yeah, this time it's gonna take some time to heal
[Chorus]
Cause I'm on my way to Tennessee
Singing "Georgia On My Mind"
Chasing what they say is a dream
Thinking maybe it ain't mine
Cause that girl's in every song I sing
She's in every song I write
And that six string ridin' in her seat
Won't keep me warm tonight
God what am I supposed to do
There's more than miles in my rearview
Well, I'm headed north to what I swore I wanted
And trying not to buy into my doubts
But I just can't seem to keep myself from wondering
Why I'm jealous of all them headlights headed south
[Chorus]
Cause I'm on my way to Tennessee
Singing "Georgia On My Mind"
Chasing what they says a dream
Thinking maybe it ain't mine
Cause that girl's in every song I sing
She's in every song I write
And that six string ridin' in her seat
Won't keep me warm tonight
God what am I supposed to do
There's still more than miles in my rearview
Yeah, more than miles
Yeah, I've been changing lanes without my mirrors
Cause every time I look behind me I see her
I think I just realized how much I need her (damn)
[Chorus]
So I'm turning back to Georgia
Stopping short of Tennessee
I can't put my dreams before her
Man I need her with me
Cause that girl's in every song I sing
She's in every song I write
And that six string ridin' in her seat
Can sleep in the back tonight
Now I know what I'm supposed to do, yeah
There's still more than miles in my rear view
More than miles, yeah
More than miles
You Don't Know Her Like I Do Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
Hey old friend, thanks for callin’
It’s good to know somebody cares
Yeah she’s gone, but I don’t feel like talkin’
It might be just too much to bear
To hear somebody say it stops hurting
Or to hear somebody say she ain’t worth it
'Cause you don’t know her like I do
You’ll never understand
You don’t know we’ve been through
That girl’s my best friend
And there’s no way you’re gonna help me
She’s the only one who can
No, you don’t know how much I’ve got to lose
You don’t know her like I do
I can’t forget, I'm drowning in these memories
It fills my soul with all the little things
And I can’t cope, it’s like a death inside the family
It’s like she stole my way to breathe
So don’t try to tell me I'll stop hurting
And don’t try to tell me she ain’t worth it
Cause you don’t know her like I do
You’ll never understand
You don’t know we’ve been through
That girl’s my best friend
And there’s no way you’re gonna help me
She’s the only one who can
No, you don’t know how much I’ve got to lose
You don’t know her like I do
You don’t know her like I do
You’ll never understand
You don’t know we’ve been through
That girl’s my best friend
There’s no way you’re gonna help me
She’s the only one who can
No, you don’t know how much I’ve got to lose
You don’t know her like I do
It’s good to know somebody cares
Yeah she’s gone, but I don’t feel like talkin’
It might be just too much to bear
To hear somebody say it stops hurting
Or to hear somebody say she ain’t worth it
'Cause you don’t know her like I do
You’ll never understand
You don’t know we’ve been through
That girl’s my best friend
And there’s no way you’re gonna help me
She’s the only one who can
No, you don’t know how much I’ve got to lose
You don’t know her like I do
I can’t forget, I'm drowning in these memories
It fills my soul with all the little things
And I can’t cope, it’s like a death inside the family
It’s like she stole my way to breathe
So don’t try to tell me I'll stop hurting
And don’t try to tell me she ain’t worth it
Cause you don’t know her like I do
You’ll never understand
You don’t know we’ve been through
That girl’s my best friend
And there’s no way you’re gonna help me
She’s the only one who can
No, you don’t know how much I’ve got to lose
You don’t know her like I do
You don’t know her like I do
You’ll never understand
You don’t know we’ve been through
That girl’s my best friend
There’s no way you’re gonna help me
She’s the only one who can
No, you don’t know how much I’ve got to lose
You don’t know her like I do
Hell On An Angel Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
You say I was baptized in dirty water
By the hands of the devil himself
Between the banks of a whiskey river
Beside the highway to hell
I got scars on my heart and knuckles
I got debts that I can't pay
Yeah but I got a blessing that was sent down from heaven,
Baby you're my saving grace
Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns
A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up,
You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten,
You've got a sinner down on his knees
It had to be hell on an angel
Lovin' the devil out of me
Tell me how did you get under this leather skin I wear
Beneath the callouses and tattoos around the walls I built down there
To the soul I've long kept guarded, all alone I was free to fly
But it takes an angel to fly with a free bird
Baby we've got the sky
Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns
A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up,
You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten,
You've got a sinner down on his knees
It had to be hell on an angel
Lovin' the devil out of me
Hell on an angel
Come on boys
[guitar solo]
Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns
A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up,
You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten,
You've got a sinner down on his knees
It had to be hell on an angel
Lovin' the devil out of me
By the hands of the devil himself
Between the banks of a whiskey river
Beside the highway to hell
I got scars on my heart and knuckles
I got debts that I can't pay
Yeah but I got a blessing that was sent down from heaven,
Baby you're my saving grace
Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns
A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up,
You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten,
You've got a sinner down on his knees
It had to be hell on an angel
Lovin' the devil out of me
Tell me how did you get under this leather skin I wear
Beneath the callouses and tattoos around the walls I built down there
To the soul I've long kept guarded, all alone I was free to fly
But it takes an angel to fly with a free bird
Baby we've got the sky
Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns
A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up,
You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten,
You've got a sinner down on his knees
It had to be hell on an angel
Lovin' the devil out of me
Hell on an angel
Come on boys
[guitar solo]
Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns
A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up,
You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten,
You've got a sinner down on his knees
It had to be hell on an angel
Lovin' the devil out of me
Freshman Year Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
Saturday night my first high school dance
Showin' up late in my sundays best
Seen you before ahh but not in that dress
The dj's last song and I lost the dare
So with my heart and my pride on the line
I asked you to dance for our first time right there
Holding hands in the hall
All night wait for your call it's 2 am and were still on the phone
Hanging out at the mall oh that old picture show
I reach for your lips girl first taste of love
That old ford truck was your daddy's worst fear
Oh I remember the way love felt in freshman year
Graduated in may we went our seperate ways
Til the hole in my heart was too much to take
You made that drive down to my dorm room that night
Every knock at the door you go and hide
And I thought I'd drown in the tears that you cried
Just a holdin on tight
We found a way to relight that old fire that night
We were young and wild hanging out too late at night
At all those college bars, cheap natty light
Just like one of the guys you stuck right by my side
At every football game there with a smile
Two in the crowd screaming "go dawgs. go!"
Oh I remember the way love felt in freshman year
Oh we're still young and wild hanging out to late at night
In all these college bars. cheap natty light
Just like one of the guys you stuck right by my side
At every football game there with a smile
Two in the crowd screaming "go dawgs, go!"
Oh I remember the way love felt in freshman year
Oh that's freshman year
Showin' up late in my sundays best
Seen you before ahh but not in that dress
The dj's last song and I lost the dare
So with my heart and my pride on the line
I asked you to dance for our first time right there
Holding hands in the hall
All night wait for your call it's 2 am and were still on the phone
Hanging out at the mall oh that old picture show
I reach for your lips girl first taste of love
That old ford truck was your daddy's worst fear
Oh I remember the way love felt in freshman year
Graduated in may we went our seperate ways
Til the hole in my heart was too much to take
You made that drive down to my dorm room that night
Every knock at the door you go and hide
And I thought I'd drown in the tears that you cried
Just a holdin on tight
We found a way to relight that old fire that night
We were young and wild hanging out too late at night
At all those college bars, cheap natty light
Just like one of the guys you stuck right by my side
At every football game there with a smile
Two in the crowd screaming "go dawgs. go!"
Oh I remember the way love felt in freshman year
Oh we're still young and wild hanging out to late at night
In all these college bars. cheap natty light
Just like one of the guys you stuck right by my side
At every football game there with a smile
Two in the crowd screaming "go dawgs, go!"
Oh I remember the way love felt in freshman year
Oh that's freshman year
What's Left Of A Small Town Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
Grand daddy used to take me
Down town to the kinneys
That's where all the old men go to reminisce
Ramble on about history dust off some old stories
Look back at the life they've come to miss
I swear sometimes I can almost see
A picture of this small town back in 1943
Everything's black and white
And there's dirt on the street
It don't look at all what I'm seein' today
Riding around
What's left of a small town
Makin' my rounds
Waving "hi" to everyone around
It's in my blood it's where I settle down
Lay me in the ground under what's left of a small town
You can still get a hair cut for less than ten bucks
If you go down to buds right off the square
It's been almost 10 years since they closed down that old mill
That's what this whole town was built around
There's a couple old dirt roads
Left down by old potts' farm
We used to throw down hard out there man we never did no harm
Well the counties offered thousands, man that old Potts won't give in
There development stops right at that barbed wire fence
Riding around
What's left of a small town
Makin' my rounds
Waving "hi" to everyone around
It's in my blood it's where I settle down
Lay me in the ground under what's left of a small town
Riding around
What's left of a small town
Makin' my rounds
Waving "hi" to everyone around
It's in my blood it's where I settle down
Lay me in the ground under what's left of a small town
Down town to the kinneys
That's where all the old men go to reminisce
Ramble on about history dust off some old stories
Look back at the life they've come to miss
I swear sometimes I can almost see
A picture of this small town back in 1943
Everything's black and white
And there's dirt on the street
It don't look at all what I'm seein' today
Riding around
What's left of a small town
Makin' my rounds
Waving "hi" to everyone around
It's in my blood it's where I settle down
Lay me in the ground under what's left of a small town
You can still get a hair cut for less than ten bucks
If you go down to buds right off the square
It's been almost 10 years since they closed down that old mill
That's what this whole town was built around
There's a couple old dirt roads
Left down by old potts' farm
We used to throw down hard out there man we never did no harm
Well the counties offered thousands, man that old Potts won't give in
There development stops right at that barbed wire fence
Riding around
What's left of a small town
Makin' my rounds
Waving "hi" to everyone around
It's in my blood it's where I settle down
Lay me in the ground under what's left of a small town
Riding around
What's left of a small town
Makin' my rounds
Waving "hi" to everyone around
It's in my blood it's where I settle down
Lay me in the ground under what's left of a small town
G.R.I.T.S. Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time
I said, "man come on I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in man his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.
He said, "man, we got some pretty women up north
But I aint never seen nothing like this."
I said, "man, these here aint ordanary women.
We call these grits."
Shes a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern draw with dark tan legs.
Aint nuttin like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Prettiest thing, a girl raisied in the south.
Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
Wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.
He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use.
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.
She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls lookin all sayin
"She ain't nothin' but a.."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.
Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern draw with dark tan legs.
Aint nuttin like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Prettiest thing, a girl raisied in the south.
Shes a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
Southern draw with dark tan legs.
Aint nuttin like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Prettiest thing, a girl raisied in the south.
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time
I said, "man come on I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in man his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.
He said, "man, we got some pretty women up north
But I aint never seen nothing like this."
I said, "man, these here aint ordanary women.
We call these grits."
Shes a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern draw with dark tan legs.
Aint nuttin like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Prettiest thing, a girl raisied in the south.
Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
Wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.
He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use.
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.
She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls lookin all sayin
"She ain't nothin' but a.."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.
Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern draw with dark tan legs.
Aint nuttin like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Prettiest thing, a girl raisied in the south.
Shes a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
Southern draw with dark tan legs.
Aint nuttin like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Prettiest thing, a girl raisied in the south.
Whenever We're Alone Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
She comes home late at night
Kicks her high-heels off and sighs
Lays down on the bed
She said it's been a long day at work
I couldn't wait til I got home
Just to be with you again
Lord I love just to watch her sleeping
Yeah I just pull the covers up and wonder what she's dreaming
When she's wrapped up with her t-shirt on
Got the lights turned way down low
Radio's got her favorite song on
And man she's singing right along
Let your hair down
Baby let it fall
Rip the phone cord out the wall
Whisper love you while drifting off again
Whenever we're alone yeah
Took her out last Friday night
Let her dance under neon lights
And that girl she's turning heads
Stranger's eyes right on my girl
I can't blame him man she's beautiful
She's coming home with me
Lord her beauty it's hard to hide
Counting my blessings every night mmmm
When she's wrapped up with her t-shirt on
Got the lights turned way down low
Radio's got her favorite song
And man she's singing right along
Let your hair down
Baby let it fall
Rip the phone cord out the wall
Whisper love you while drifting off again
Whenever we're alone
Whenever we're alone
When she's wrapped up with her t-shirt on
Got the lights turned way down low
Radio's got her favorite song
And man she's singing right along
Let your hair down
Baby let it fall
Rip the phone cord out the wall
Whisper love you while you're drifting off
Whenever we're alone
Kicks her high-heels off and sighs
Lays down on the bed
She said it's been a long day at work
I couldn't wait til I got home
Just to be with you again
Lord I love just to watch her sleeping
Yeah I just pull the covers up and wonder what she's dreaming
When she's wrapped up with her t-shirt on
Got the lights turned way down low
Radio's got her favorite song on
And man she's singing right along
Let your hair down
Baby let it fall
Rip the phone cord out the wall
Whisper love you while drifting off again
Whenever we're alone yeah
Took her out last Friday night
Let her dance under neon lights
And that girl she's turning heads
Stranger's eyes right on my girl
I can't blame him man she's beautiful
She's coming home with me
Lord her beauty it's hard to hide
Counting my blessings every night mmmm
When she's wrapped up with her t-shirt on
Got the lights turned way down low
Radio's got her favorite song
And man she's singing right along
Let your hair down
Baby let it fall
Rip the phone cord out the wall
Whisper love you while drifting off again
Whenever we're alone
Whenever we're alone
When she's wrapped up with her t-shirt on
Got the lights turned way down low
Radio's got her favorite song
And man she's singing right along
Let your hair down
Baby let it fall
Rip the phone cord out the wall
Whisper love you while you're drifting off
Whenever we're alone
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