I found a box of memories,
Read a letter,
Dropped a tear where you signed your name,
And turning the page,
Smearing the ink into "Love Always."
Girl, I always start this way a
Nd then I end up in a bottle screaming out your name,
Punching the walls, carrying on like I've gone insane,
And in the mirror,
I can see the man who just shook his head with no remorse,
Watching an angel cry her tears,
Stepping over my beers as you walked out the door.
And there ain't nothing like a memory,
When it's coming on strong like a hurricane.
How can love like that just up and walk away?
Killing me baby.
It's got me pouring up another drink,
Bourbon's hitting me hard like a freight train,
With my back against the wall or on my knees,
When the worst of your memory gets the best of me.
Well, I remember it all too well, riding 441 down to Milledgeville,
Crossing the bridge as the sun set on Lake Sinclair.
I couldn't wait to see you smile,
But all I saw were tears in your pretty eyes and that said it all,
It was all downhill from there.
And I remember you saying, "Baby, please don't give up on me."
Oh my baby, this stubborn man is gonna lie in the bed he made.
'Cause there ain't nothing like a memory,
When it's coming on strong like a hurricane.
How can love like that just up and walk away?
It's killing me baby.
It's got me pouring up another drink,
Bourbon's hitting me hard like a freight train,
With my back against the wall or on my knees,
When the worst of your memory gets the best, the best of me.
Baby, there ain't nothing like a memory,
When it's coming on strong like a hurricane.
How can love like that just up and walk away?
Your killing me baby.
Got me pouring up another drink,
Bourbon's hitting me hard like a freight train,
With my back against the wall or on my knees,
When the words to your memory gets the best, the best of me.
My Kinda Party Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I worked all week.
Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved.
Get the cover off the ’68.
Fire it up, and let them horses sing.
A little pretty thing.
A little tan-legged Georgia dream.
She’s a rockin’ them holey jeans.
Baby, what you got goin’ on Saturday?
You know, words got it, there’s gonna be a party,
Out of town about half a mile.
Four wheel drives and big mud tires.
Muscadine wine
[Chorus]
Oh baby, you can find me.
In the back of a Ford truck tailgate.
Sittin’ ‘round watchin’ all these pretty things.
Gettin’ down in that Georgia clay.
And I’ll find peace.
In the bottom of a real tall cold drink.
*Chillin* to some Skynyrd or some old Hank.
Lets get this thing started.
It’s my kind of party.
[Verse 2]
Girl, well if you’re gonna drink.
Go on baby, just do your thing.
Give up your keys.
Hell why drive when you can stay with me?
And then after while we’ll sneak away from the bonfire.
Walk by the moonlight and down at the riverside.
Gotcha sippin’ on the moonshine.
Baby, if you’re in mood you can settle for a one night rodeo.
If you can be my tan-legged Juliet,
I’ll be your Redneck Romeo.
[Repeat Chorus two times]
Where ya’ll goin’?
We still got a keg breathin’
Yeah, I worked all week.
Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved.
Get the cover off the ’68.
Fire it up, and let them horses sing.
A little pretty thing.
A little tan-legged Georgia dream.
She’s a rockin’ them holey jeans.
Baby, what you got goin’ on Saturday?
You know, words got it, there’s gonna be a party,
Out of town about half a mile.
Four wheel drives and big mud tires.
Muscadine wine
[Chorus]
Oh baby, you can find me.
In the back of a Ford truck tailgate.
Sittin’ ‘round watchin’ all these pretty things.
Gettin’ down in that Georgia clay.
And I’ll find peace.
In the bottom of a real tall cold drink.
*Chillin* to some Skynyrd or some old Hank.
Lets get this thing started.
It’s my kind of party.
[Verse 2]
Girl, well if you’re gonna drink.
Go on baby, just do your thing.
Give up your keys.
Hell why drive when you can stay with me?
And then after while we’ll sneak away from the bonfire.
Walk by the moonlight and down at the riverside.
Gotcha sippin’ on the moonshine.
Baby, if you’re in mood you can settle for a one night rodeo.
If you can be my tan-legged Juliet,
I’ll be your Redneck Romeo.
[Repeat Chorus two times]
Where ya’ll goin’?
We still got a keg breathin’
A Modern Day Prodigal Son Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
I set out one night in the fast lane bound for freedom
In a truck that daddy bought me
And money mom had saved for school
I laid down all my books and picked up the drinking
Hell I let 'em down
When I gave up like a fool
And one reckless night just lookin' for my whiskey
I found a bible mama gave me and read a while
I read a story 'bout a man who lived just like me
Then finally ate his pride and came runnin' home
And lord I'm a renegade, a rambler
I've squandered all I've owned
A bonified runaway, I'm a gambler
Can't count the lies I've told
And I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness
And I pray for open arms, and be with me lord
'Cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son
I had all of my things packed by early mornin'
I left that bottle I'd lost right there on the bathroom floor
I stopped at a payphone and called back home to mama
Yeh she might not even talk after all I've done
The phone rang twice before I got an answer
And mama nearly dropped the phone when she heard me say
I said mama it's your son and will yall have me
She said son you know I've longed for this day
[Chorus 2x]
In a truck that daddy bought me
And money mom had saved for school
I laid down all my books and picked up the drinking
Hell I let 'em down
When I gave up like a fool
And one reckless night just lookin' for my whiskey
I found a bible mama gave me and read a while
I read a story 'bout a man who lived just like me
Then finally ate his pride and came runnin' home
And lord I'm a renegade, a rambler
I've squandered all I've owned
A bonified runaway, I'm a gambler
Can't count the lies I've told
And I need redemption, how 'bout forgiveness
And I pray for open arms, and be with me lord
'Cause I'm comin' home, like a modern day prodigal son
I had all of my things packed by early mornin'
I left that bottle I'd lost right there on the bathroom floor
I stopped at a payphone and called back home to mama
Yeh she might not even talk after all I've done
The phone rang twice before I got an answer
And mama nearly dropped the phone when she heard me say
I said mama it's your son and will yall have me
She said son you know I've longed for this day
[Chorus 2x]
Live It Up Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
It’s all around town
Here’s ten cents for mistakes he’s made
It’s all word of mouth
Oh but they say that’s the price you pay
When you’re in with the wrong crowd
Oh look at the mess you’ve made
Starring you down, every time you show your face
Ah to hell with all the small town small talk I’ve had enough
It ain’t their place to judge
Man I’m giving up
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
You live and you learn man
The worlds going to turn, ain’t going to stop you
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
Yeah forgiveness is yours in the hands of the Lord
Ain’t nothing they can do
Hell live it up
She’s made up her mind
This mistakes going to have a name
She’s in for the nine
Awe but she just turned 18
It’s a matter of time
Before she hits these streets
You say it ain’t right
Aw but she don’t wear no ring
Ah to hell with all the small town small talk I’ve had enough
It ain’t their place to judge
Man I’m giving up
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
You live and you learn man
The worlds going to turn, ain’t going to stop you
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
Yeah forgiveness is yours in the hands of the Lord
Ain’t nothing they can do
Hell live it up
So let the sinless man, cast the first stone
And may the judgment in my life, belong to God alone
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
You live and you learn man
The worlds going to turn, ain’t going to stop you
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
Yeah forgiveness is yours in the hands of the Lord
Ain’t nothing they can do
Hell live it up
Here’s ten cents for mistakes he’s made
It’s all word of mouth
Oh but they say that’s the price you pay
When you’re in with the wrong crowd
Oh look at the mess you’ve made
Starring you down, every time you show your face
Ah to hell with all the small town small talk I’ve had enough
It ain’t their place to judge
Man I’m giving up
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
You live and you learn man
The worlds going to turn, ain’t going to stop you
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
Yeah forgiveness is yours in the hands of the Lord
Ain’t nothing they can do
Hell live it up
She’s made up her mind
This mistakes going to have a name
She’s in for the nine
Awe but she just turned 18
It’s a matter of time
Before she hits these streets
You say it ain’t right
Aw but she don’t wear no ring
Ah to hell with all the small town small talk I’ve had enough
It ain’t their place to judge
Man I’m giving up
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
You live and you learn man
The worlds going to turn, ain’t going to stop you
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
Yeah forgiveness is yours in the hands of the Lord
Ain’t nothing they can do
Hell live it up
So let the sinless man, cast the first stone
And may the judgment in my life, belong to God alone
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
You live and you learn man
The worlds going to turn, ain’t going to stop you
And I said if you can’t live it down
Might as well live it up
Yeah forgiveness is yours in the hands of the Lord
Ain’t nothing they can do
Hell live it up
Friday Night Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
This city's looking like a ghost town
All the stores downtown they've been closing down
Yeah, the only lights that shine for miles
Are lighting up the sky above memorial drive
And if you want a seat you better come on down
'Cause when the band fires up that old glory sound
This is the moment we've all been waiting for
Lining them up, and the whistle blows
This ain't no game around here
It's more like religion
We've built this thing right here
A football tradition
So everybody get up
And feast your eyes
On the highlight of small town life
It's Friday night
And winning state would be a miracle
Man, we did it back in '54
And if the baptist church prayed Sunday morning
We might just stand a chance with the help of the Lord
This is ain't no game around here
It's more like religion
We've built this thing right here
A football tradition
So, everybody get up
And feast your eyes
On the highlight of small town life
It's Friday night
And now the stadium's quiet
Standing here alone on this old 50 yard line
If I listen close I can hear battle cries
Of all the heroes come and gone before I was alive
The memories of fourth and three
Now that rival game is coming back to me
It meant more than a big state ring
If we could do it again it'd never be the same
Remember the lights and the butterflies
Giving it all just one last time
Because heroes are remembered but dragons never die
This is ain't no game around here
It's more like religion
We've built this thing right here
A football tradition
So, everybody get up
And feast your eyes
On the highlight of small town life
It's Friday night
Come on
All the stores downtown they've been closing down
Yeah, the only lights that shine for miles
Are lighting up the sky above memorial drive
And if you want a seat you better come on down
'Cause when the band fires up that old glory sound
This is the moment we've all been waiting for
Lining them up, and the whistle blows
This ain't no game around here
It's more like religion
We've built this thing right here
A football tradition
So everybody get up
And feast your eyes
On the highlight of small town life
It's Friday night
And winning state would be a miracle
Man, we did it back in '54
And if the baptist church prayed Sunday morning
We might just stand a chance with the help of the Lord
This is ain't no game around here
It's more like religion
We've built this thing right here
A football tradition
So, everybody get up
And feast your eyes
On the highlight of small town life
It's Friday night
And now the stadium's quiet
Standing here alone on this old 50 yard line
If I listen close I can hear battle cries
Of all the heroes come and gone before I was alive
The memories of fourth and three
Now that rival game is coming back to me
It meant more than a big state ring
If we could do it again it'd never be the same
Remember the lights and the butterflies
Giving it all just one last time
Because heroes are remembered but dragons never die
This is ain't no game around here
It's more like religion
We've built this thing right here
A football tradition
So, everybody get up
And feast your eyes
On the highlight of small town life
It's Friday night
Come on
Indiana's Angel Lyrics – Brantley Gilbert
Grew up one state North of Kentucky
A Family far from rollin' in the money
7 brothers and sisters to feed and love
Granddaddy said she kept her eyes on the sky,
Watching all the little birds fly
Staring at heaven like her lost home
None of her dreams held fame and fortune
She wanted a husband and children that loved her
Spreading' her wings her feet left ground In Indian
Driving down south just to marry my daddy
Leaving the life she'd known and loved behind
She never cussed or drank, kept on the table
Hell, I kept her on her knees in prayer
She's a God sent blessing wiling and able
As Indiana's angel
Baby back home your daddy's dying
'Bout then the kind of perfect timing,
Walked in with liquor on my breath
I sit and watch all of her tears glisten
She said, "Son you'll learn to listen,
A man stands taller from his knees"
Now I'll never forget how much that hurt
She said, "Son one day I'll be gone you wont have to hear these words"
Spreading' her wings her feet left ground In Indian
Driving down south just to marry my daddy
Leaving the life she'd known and loved behind
She never cussed or drank, kept on the table
Hell, I kept her on her knees in prayer
She's a God sent blessing wiling and able
As Indiana's angel
Indian's Angel
Spreading' her wings her feet left ground In Indian
Driving down south just to marry my daddy
Leaving the life she'd known and loved behind
She never cussed or drank, kept on the table
Hell, I kept her on her knees in prayer
She's a God sent blessing wiling and able
As Indiana's angel
A Family far from rollin' in the money
7 brothers and sisters to feed and love
Granddaddy said she kept her eyes on the sky,
Watching all the little birds fly
Staring at heaven like her lost home
None of her dreams held fame and fortune
She wanted a husband and children that loved her
Spreading' her wings her feet left ground In Indian
Driving down south just to marry my daddy
Leaving the life she'd known and loved behind
She never cussed or drank, kept on the table
Hell, I kept her on her knees in prayer
She's a God sent blessing wiling and able
As Indiana's angel
Baby back home your daddy's dying
'Bout then the kind of perfect timing,
Walked in with liquor on my breath
I sit and watch all of her tears glisten
She said, "Son you'll learn to listen,
A man stands taller from his knees"
Now I'll never forget how much that hurt
She said, "Son one day I'll be gone you wont have to hear these words"
Spreading' her wings her feet left ground In Indian
Driving down south just to marry my daddy
Leaving the life she'd known and loved behind
She never cussed or drank, kept on the table
Hell, I kept her on her knees in prayer
She's a God sent blessing wiling and able
As Indiana's angel
Indian's Angel
Spreading' her wings her feet left ground In Indian
Driving down south just to marry my daddy
Leaving the life she'd known and loved behind
She never cussed or drank, kept on the table
Hell, I kept her on her knees in prayer
She's a God sent blessing wiling and able
As Indiana's angel
Picture On The Dashboard lyrics - brantley gilbert
You aint nothin like your memory
At least it hangs around
And that old photograph you gave me
Girl I can't bare to lay it down
And when this bottles empty
Girl I'm gonna paint this town
Yeah after all, we're said and done
I don't have one good reason you should turn and come back home
Or the right to blame you girl I don't have much at all
I still got you picture taped to the dashboard
On the mantle right by the front door you
Said if you leave you'd never come back
Well baby I don't believe that's were it's at
It's all of wrong times, all of the right things
In my right mind to say things I don't mean
But baby that's me and it's way to late
But I still got your picture on the dashboard
And I aint like I use to be tough as hell and hard to please
But you came along and this old boy hit his knees
And the day was to much without you yeah my life revolved
Around you and you dropped a stone down on my heart
And now I can't move on
Cause we danced to all our songs
Up to midnight all alone
I still got you picture taped to the dashboard
On the mantle right by the front door you
Said if you leave you'd never come back
Well baby I don't believe that's were it's at
It's all of wrong times, all of the right things
In my right mind to say things I don't mean
But baby that's me and it's way to late
But I still got your picture on the dashboard
Oh when I'm driving down this old backroad,
Way to fast, I'll never kno
Girl I can't look down, cause I'll see your eyes
Right next to 65
I still got you picture taped to the dashboard
On the mantle right by the front door you
Said if you leave you'd never come back
Well baby I don't believe that's were it's at
It's all of wrong times, all of the right things
In my right mind to say things I don't mean
But baby that's me and it's way to late
But I still got your picture on the dashboard
At least it hangs around
And that old photograph you gave me
Girl I can't bare to lay it down
And when this bottles empty
Girl I'm gonna paint this town
Yeah after all, we're said and done
I don't have one good reason you should turn and come back home
Or the right to blame you girl I don't have much at all
I still got you picture taped to the dashboard
On the mantle right by the front door you
Said if you leave you'd never come back
Well baby I don't believe that's were it's at
It's all of wrong times, all of the right things
In my right mind to say things I don't mean
But baby that's me and it's way to late
But I still got your picture on the dashboard
And I aint like I use to be tough as hell and hard to please
But you came along and this old boy hit his knees
And the day was to much without you yeah my life revolved
Around you and you dropped a stone down on my heart
And now I can't move on
Cause we danced to all our songs
Up to midnight all alone
I still got you picture taped to the dashboard
On the mantle right by the front door you
Said if you leave you'd never come back
Well baby I don't believe that's were it's at
It's all of wrong times, all of the right things
In my right mind to say things I don't mean
But baby that's me and it's way to late
But I still got your picture on the dashboard
Oh when I'm driving down this old backroad,
Way to fast, I'll never kno
Girl I can't look down, cause I'll see your eyes
Right next to 65
I still got you picture taped to the dashboard
On the mantle right by the front door you
Said if you leave you'd never come back
Well baby I don't believe that's were it's at
It's all of wrong times, all of the right things
In my right mind to say things I don't mean
But baby that's me and it's way to late
But I still got your picture on the dashboard
Rock This Town lyrics - brantley gilbert
I'm tired of this 9 to 5
8 hours feeling like over time
And my mind's reminding me,
I got a show tonight
Getting home, it's already 8:30
My strings are old and man, my clothes are dity
But jimmy's always late, so man I'm right on time
There's a little old college bar right off of old 129
Said they'd pay me just a little bit of money
To sing my songs tonight
It's 10:00, get ready to rock, let's roll
Give me the beat boys, and free my soul
Play it all from skynyrd to Jones
And some of my own
5'10 with a suntan and southern drawl
In the front row singing along
Yea it's all about the country sound
Yeah, we're gonna rock this town
Sweet home to brown eyed girl
Trying my best to remember the words
And there's always some drunk in the back
Screaming out Free Bird
Take a break, and head to the bar
Shake a couple hands, got me feeling like a star
And I know it's the bottle talking, hell I don't mind
Ya'll I aint cose to famous
But I love to play and sing
And this may be a honkey tonk bar
But I'm still living a dream
It's 10:00, get ready to rock, let's roll
Give me the beat boys, and free my soul
Play it all from skynyrd to Jones
And some of my own
5'10 with a suntan and southern drawl
In the front row singing along
Yea it's all about the country sound
Yeah, we're gonna rock this town
It's 10:00, get ready to rock, let's roll
Give me the beat boys, and free my soul
Play it all from skynyrd to Jones
And some of my own
5'10 with a suntan and southern drawl
In the front row singing along
Yea it's all about the country sound
Yeah, we're gonna rock this town
FREE BIRD!
8 hours feeling like over time
And my mind's reminding me,
I got a show tonight
Getting home, it's already 8:30
My strings are old and man, my clothes are dity
But jimmy's always late, so man I'm right on time
There's a little old college bar right off of old 129
Said they'd pay me just a little bit of money
To sing my songs tonight
It's 10:00, get ready to rock, let's roll
Give me the beat boys, and free my soul
Play it all from skynyrd to Jones
And some of my own
5'10 with a suntan and southern drawl
In the front row singing along
Yea it's all about the country sound
Yeah, we're gonna rock this town
Sweet home to brown eyed girl
Trying my best to remember the words
And there's always some drunk in the back
Screaming out Free Bird
Take a break, and head to the bar
Shake a couple hands, got me feeling like a star
And I know it's the bottle talking, hell I don't mind
Ya'll I aint cose to famous
But I love to play and sing
And this may be a honkey tonk bar
But I'm still living a dream
It's 10:00, get ready to rock, let's roll
Give me the beat boys, and free my soul
Play it all from skynyrd to Jones
And some of my own
5'10 with a suntan and southern drawl
In the front row singing along
Yea it's all about the country sound
Yeah, we're gonna rock this town
It's 10:00, get ready to rock, let's roll
Give me the beat boys, and free my soul
Play it all from skynyrd to Jones
And some of my own
5'10 with a suntan and southern drawl
In the front row singing along
Yea it's all about the country sound
Yeah, we're gonna rock this town
FREE BIRD!
Play Me That Song lyrics - brantley gilbert
She's stopping by real late tonight, just to talk.
She said I got some things that been weighing on my mind,
And I know I can come.
And we just sit and we talk a while
While she spills her heart on that couch of mine.
And it wont be long til the guitar starts to play.
I already know what she's gonna say,
Oh she says...
Play me that song, play me that song you wrote
About the girl who might not ever know,
How much you care, or how much you love her.
Play me that song, play me that song again
Cause I like to think there's someone there
Who might love me just like that,
So play me that song again.
Wasted time on a small town guy, nothing but drama.
And she wonders why it's almost everytime she cries,
She ends up at my house.
She knows I don't give a damn about the who and where, or what they said.
I just take my pride and walk away.
Play me that song, play me that song you wrote
About the girl who might not ever know,
How much you care, or how much you love her.
Play me that song, play me that song again
Cause I like to think there's someone there
Who might love me just like that,
So play me that song again.
Girl you know I gotta tell you the truth,
I can't hide it no more.
I can't believe you didn't see through
The hiding, disguises, everytime I'm singing,
Well there it is.
Baby that song, baby that song I wrote
About the girl who might not ever know,
How much I care, or how much I love her.
Baby that song, I gotta tell you the truth
I've been hiding this so long from you.
Baby that song you love so much,
Is all about you.
She said I got some things that been weighing on my mind,
And I know I can come.
And we just sit and we talk a while
While she spills her heart on that couch of mine.
And it wont be long til the guitar starts to play.
I already know what she's gonna say,
Oh she says...
Play me that song, play me that song you wrote
About the girl who might not ever know,
How much you care, or how much you love her.
Play me that song, play me that song again
Cause I like to think there's someone there
Who might love me just like that,
So play me that song again.
Wasted time on a small town guy, nothing but drama.
And she wonders why it's almost everytime she cries,
She ends up at my house.
She knows I don't give a damn about the who and where, or what they said.
I just take my pride and walk away.
Play me that song, play me that song you wrote
About the girl who might not ever know,
How much you care, or how much you love her.
Play me that song, play me that song again
Cause I like to think there's someone there
Who might love me just like that,
So play me that song again.
Girl you know I gotta tell you the truth,
I can't hide it no more.
I can't believe you didn't see through
The hiding, disguises, everytime I'm singing,
Well there it is.
Baby that song, baby that song I wrote
About the girl who might not ever know,
How much I care, or how much I love her.
Baby that song, I gotta tell you the truth
I've been hiding this so long from you.
Baby that song you love so much,
Is all about you.
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