Stereotype (2022)




















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Stereotype lyrics - Cole Swindell

At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her
Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert
Grew up on Mariah and Shania down a red dirt
Road driveway (Road driveway)
Diet Coke can rollin' 'round in her Camry
Wants to be a mama, yeah, she wants to get married
If you look up a "Country girl" in the dictionary
You'd see her face

Just when you think you got her figured out
That's when you learn you don't know nothin' 'bout
When she goes

Come pick me up, in your truck, I wanna drive
Let's hit a buck ten again down 55
That's my little rock 'n' roll right there
Crank 'til the speakers blow, I swear
Saying, "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot"
Dance with me now, making out in the parking lot
Down home angel with a whole 'nother side
She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereo...type

Mama knows her heart but don't know about her tattoos
Her and Casamigos put together, equal bad news
She can stop you all from turning just by looking at you
And now I'm a lucky SOB when she says to me

Come pick me up, in your truck, I wanna drive
Let's hit a buck ten again down 55
That's my little rock 'n' roll right there
Crank 'til the speakers blow, I swear
Saying, "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot"
Dance with me now, making out in the parking lot
Down home angel with a whole 'nother side
She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereo...type

(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)
Turning up my stereo...type
(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)

Yeah, she's unpredictable, anything but typical
She's so original, so damn original
And she's all mine, she's everything I need
Yeah, she keeps me living on the edge of my seat

Saying
Come pick me up, in your truck, I wanna drive
Let's hit a buck ten again down 55
That's my little rock 'n' roll right there
Crank 'til the speakers blow, I swear
Saying, "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot"
Dance with me now, making out in the parking lot
Down home angel with a whole 'nother side
She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereo...type

(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)
Turning up my stereo...
(Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes)
She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereo...type

At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her
Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert
Grew up on Mariah and Shania down
She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereo...type
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Every Beer lyrics - Cole Swindell

Hey, old man, sittin' on a stool
I've seen you in here for a while
Your best days are now in your rearview
But you still find a way to smile
I know there's no secret to life
It seems like you got it down to a T
Got any longneck advice for a good ol' boy like me?
And he said

"Call your mama, see the world
Get the tattoo, kiss the girl
Count your blessings, thank your stars
Learn your lesson, earn your scars
Life's a sunset from the porch
As beautiful as it is short
So drink it up, but make it last, son
'Cause every beer could be your last one"
Oh yeah, every beer could be your last one

He ordered us both a PBR
Said, "Take this with a grain of salt
Life ain't like a sold-out bar
We don't know when it's our last call
So make 'I can't' and 'I regret'
A couple words that you don't use
And one day, you might be right here
Tellin' somebody like you"

"Call your mama, see the world
Get the tattoo, kiss the girl
Count your blessings, thank your stars
Learn your lesson, earn your scars
Life's a sunset from the porch
As beautiful as it is short
So drink it up, but make it last, son
'Cause every beer could be your last one"
Oh yeah, your last one

He paid his tab, then he was gone
I don't know where that old man went
Coulda been Heaven, coulda been home
Either way, I ain't seen him since
Since he said

"Call your mama, see the world
Get the tattoo, kiss the girl
Count your blessings, thank your stars
Learn your lesson, earn your scars
Life's a sunset from the porch
As beautiful as it is short
So drink it up, but make it last, son
'Cause every beer could be your last one"

(You never know, no, you never know)
Oh yeah, every beer could be your last one
(You never know, no, you never know)
(You never know, no, you never know)
(You never know, no, you never know)
Every beer could be your last one (Make it last, son)
Every beer could be your last one
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Never Say Never lyrics - Cole Swindell

I told my momma, I told my friends
When it comes to her, when it comes to him
Never again, last time was the last time
That time nearly did us in, yeah too much drama
Girl, you're a match, you're gasoline
We just burn too fast, so here we are
Lighting up that spark, yeah we tried to run
But we didn't get far

I never say never with you
I end up together with you
It's hell and it's heaven with you, baby
Anything's possible
The highs are unstoppable
It's so uncontrollable, it's crazy
We say we won't and then we do
You're all I want, I never say never with you

You got a touch that kills me, makes me feel alive
Couldn't turn me off, yeah even if you tried
So keep turning me on and turn out the lights
Who knows, tonight we might get it right

I never say never with you
I end up together with you
It's hell and it's heaven with you, baby
Anything's possible
The highs are unstoppable
It's so uncontrollable, it's crazy
We say we won't and then we do
You're all I want, I never say never with you, yeah
I never say never with you

I never say never with you
I end up together with you
It's hell and it's heaven with you, baby
Anything's possible
The highs are unstoppable
It's so uncontrollable, it's crazy
We say we won't and then we do
You're all I want, I never say never with you
We say we won't
But what's the use?
Baby, come on, I never say never with you
Oh no
You're all I want, I never say never with you
No, no, no, no, no

I told my momma, I told my friends
When it comes to her, when it comes to him
Never again
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She Had Me At Heads Carolina lyrics - Cole Swindell

(Heads Carolina, tails California)

I was out with the boys, catchin' up at a neon light
Didn't know 'til we walked in it was karaoke night
She was in a circle of girls, chasin' a shot with a lime
She was laughin', they were darin' her to get on the mic
One of 'em walked up and turned in her name
Next thing I knew, man, she was up on the stage, singin'

"Heads Carolina, tails California"
Maybe she'd fall for a boy from South Georgia
She's got the bar in the palm of her hand
And she's a '90s country fan like I am
Hey, I got a Chevy, she can flip a quarter
I'd drive her anywhere from here to California
When this song is over, I gotta find her
'Cause she had me at "Heads Carolina"

Yeah, she knew every word by heart, didn't need no screen, no
I was raisin' my glass up for her, and saw her smilin' at me, yeah
She had me down in the front by the end of verse two
Like there wasn't no one else in the room, we were singin'

"Heads Carolina, tails California"
Maybe she'd fall for a boy from South Georgia
She's got the bar in the palm of her hand
And she's a '90s country fan like I am
Hey, I got a Chevy, she can flip a quarter
I'd drive her anywhere from here to California
When this song is over, I gotta find her
'Cause she had me at "Heads Carolina"

Yeah, I bought her a round and we talked 'til the lights came on
I still see that girl every time I hear that song

"Heads Carolina, tails California"
Maybe she'd fall for a boy from South Georgia
She's got the bar in the palm of her hand
And she's a '90s country fan like I am
Hey, I got a Chevy, she can flip a quarter
I'd drive her anywhere from here to California
When this song is over, I gotta find her
'Cause she had me at "Heads Carolina"

(Heads Carolina, tails California)
Yeah, she had me at "Heads Carolina" (Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer)
(Heads Carolina, tails California)
Yeah (Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer)
(Heads Carolina)
(Somewhere together, I've got a quarter)
(Heads Carolina, tails California)
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Sayin' You Love Me lyrics - Cole Swindell

I been thinkin' 'bout you all day, can't even hide it
I'ma hop up in the truck and I-65 it
Eighty-five, goin' straight to your drive
And I'm divin' in your neon eyes
Crazy you get me when nobody can get me
Baby, you fix me when nobody can fix me
Do that thing that you always do
Mm, and it feels brand new

When you say that you want me
Without sayin' you want me
Baby, say that you need me, make it look easy
Don't just lead me on, I hate when you tease me
When we're kissin' on a two-lane road
Tell me all the things that I already know
I'm addicted to the way that you crush me
Whenever you touch me, can't get enough of me
I love how you love me without sayin' you love me
Sayin' you love me

4:18 on the dashboard, tick-tock
Sun's about to show up soon
Feelin' that feelin' every time that our lips lock
Girl, you send me over the moon

When you say that you want me
Without sayin' you want me
Baby, say that you need me, make it look easy
Don't just lead me on, I hate when you tease me
When we're kissin' on a two-lane road
Tell me all the things that I already know
I'm addicted to the way that you crush me
Whenever you touch me, can't get enough of me
I love how you love me without sayin' you love me
Sayin' you love me

It's the way your shadow moves on the wall
And you let your long hair fall

When you say that you want me
Without sayin' you want me
Baby, say that you need me, make it look easy
Don't have to lead me on, I hate when you tease me
When we're kissin' on a two-lane road
Tell me all the things that I already know
I'm addicted to the way that you crush me
Whenever you touch me, can't get enough of me
I love how you love me without sayin' you love me
Sayin' you love me
Yeah, sayin' you love me
Sayin' you love me

Oh, you ain't gotta say a word

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I'm Gonna Let Her lyrics - Cole Swindell

She gonna take the runnin' right out of these boots
She gonna tell her mama 'bout someone new
And drop little hints 'bout a front door key
Park her car where the truck used to be
Yeah, she gonna take the runnin' right out of these boots

And I'm gonna let her
To keep on makin' this life of mine a little better
Showin' me all about love right down to the letter
So if she wants to think I'm thinkin' 'bout forever
I'm gonna let her

She gonna leave her earrings by the sink
She gonna steal my kiss, my heart, my drink
She gonna sleep with my t-shirt on
Get me missin' her when she's gone
Yeah, she gonna leave her earrings by the sink

And I'm gonna let her
To keep on makin' this life of mine a little better
Showin' me all about love right down to the letter
So if she wants to think I'm thinkin' 'bout forever
I'm gonna let her
(Mm, yeah, oh yeah)

She'll wanna drive my truck, she'll wanna meet my friends
She'll wanna change a thousand things on a list that never ends

And I'm gonna let her
To keep on makin' my days and nights a little better
Might change her last name right down to the letter
So if she wants to think I'm thinkin' 'bout forever
Well, I'm gonna let her

Yeah, I'm gonna let her
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Down To The Bar lyrics - Cole Swindell (feat. HARDY)

If you gonna leave
Yeah, I guess you gonna leave
Ain't no me stopping you now
I'm gonna need a beer
But there ain't none here
And you gonna have to drive through town
On your way to your brand new start
Girl, if you're gonna break my heart

Well, take my broke heart down to the bar
Down, down to the bar, yeah, down to the bar
Let me get to grieving, baby, I'll even
Throw your bag in the trunk
There's a "somewhere new" with a "not me" view
That you getting off to, but before you do
Take my broke heart down to the bar
Down to the bar to get drunk, yeah

I mean, seriously

If it was my bridge to burn
And the tables were turned
You know I'd do the same for you
Yeah, if it's too late now
And I can't talk you out of it
Maybe I can talk you in too

Take my broke heart down to the bar
Down, down to the bar, yeah, down to the bar
Let me get to grieving, baby, I'll even
Throw your bag in the trunk
There's a "somewhere new" with a "not me" view
That you getting off to, but before you do
Take my broke heart down to the bar
Down to the bar to get drunk, yeah, yeah

And take the records off the wall
Take the pictures out the hall
Take the blender and my Fender guitar
Take the forks and the spoons
Hell, the mop and the broom
And if you still got room in your car

Well, take my broke heart down to the bar
Down, down to the bar, yeah, down to the bar
Let me get to grieving, baby, I'll even
Throw your bag in the trunk
There's a "somewhere new" with a "not me" view
That you getting off to, but before you do
Take my broke heart down to the bar
Down to the bar to get drunk
Yeah, down to the bar to get pissed all falling all over the place drunk
Yeah
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How Is She lyrics - Cole Swindell

(How is she? How is she?)

I ain't gonna lie, when I saw you show up here tonight
I thought, "To hell with that," closed my tab
Yellow cab, take me back home
'Cause runnin' into you sure ain't what I was tryna do
No, but here we are at the bar catchin' up, how's that job goin'?
Best friends talk and I know y'all go way back
Answer's gonna hurt, but I still gotta ask

How is she likin' that life out in Colorado?
How is she wearin' red 'round all them Denver Broncos?
How is she makin' friends, makin' rent? I gotta know
How is she doin' fine? Smilin' in all her pictures
How is she gettin' drunk and not sendin' one "Damn, I miss ya"
I ain't been bouncin' back, I ain't been gettin' sleep
I ain't been gettin' over us, how is she?

Does she miss her hometown?
Does she wish she woulda turned around?
Does she ask about the folks she used to know
Used to hold on a night like this?
Is she better than she's ever been?
Heart to broken-hearted
If you talk to her tomorrow, don't say you saw me like this, but

How is she likin' that life out in Colorado?
How is she wearin' red 'round all them Denver Broncos?
How is she makin' friends, makin' rent? I gotta know
How is she doin' fine? Smilin' in all her pictures
How is she gettin' drunk and not sendin' one "Damn, I miss ya"
I ain't been bouncin' back, I ain't been gettin' sleep
I ain't been gettin' over us

How is she so strong, movin' on with her life?
How is she spendin' her Friday and Saturday nights?
Is it with someone new? Do I wanna know the truth?
Oh no

How is she likin' that life out in Colorado?
How is she wearin' red 'round all them Denver Broncos?
How is she makin' friends, makin' rent? I gotta know
How is she doin' fine? Smilin' in all her pictures
How is she gettin' drunk and not sendin' one "Damn, I miss ya"
I ain't been bouncin' back, I ain't been gettin' sleep
I ain't been gettin' over us, how is she?

How is she? How is she?
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Miss Wherever lyrics - Cole Swindell

If I had to put down ten dollars on it
I'd be willing to bet she's from a way out, deep down, little town in the South
The way, "I'll take a gin and tonic"
Just came slow, rolling like the Mississippi right out of her mouth
Had to take a double take and another sip of my beer when she walked in here

Lookin' like a "Miss Wherever-She's-From"
Give her the crown, man, she already won
It ain't no contest, that girl in that dress
With the kind of smile you only find on some
Downtown billboard or magazine
Is she East coast, West coast, or in between?
I don't know where it is but I'll tell you this
She gotta be the one that all the boys miss
Wherever she's from
Ah-yeah, wherever she's from

The way she's using her hand while she's out there dancin'
Kinda wild and free like she just might be from California
But the way she asked the band for some Allen Jackson
Got me leaning a little more Georgia
But we're in Tennessee and right now she's looking at me

Lookin' like a "Miss Wherever-She's-From"
Give her the crown, man, she already won
It ain't no contest, that girl in that dress
With the kind of smile you only find on some
Downtown billboard or magazine
Is she East coast, West coast, or in between?
I don't know where it is but I'll tell you this
She gotta be the one that all the boys miss
Wherever she's from
Yeah, wherever she's from

Could be a Tuscaloosa, Alabama, Tucson, Arizona
Does she got a somewhere Oklahoma area code?
'Cause all I know

She's lookin' like a "Miss Wherever-She's-From"
Give her the crown, man, she already won
It ain't no contest, that girl in that dress
With the kind of smile you only find on some
Downtown billboard or magazine
Is she East coast, West coast, or in between?
I don't know where it is but I'll tell you this
She gotta be the one that all the boys miss
Wherever she's from
Yeah, wherever she's from
Wherever she's from
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Single Saturday Night lyrics - Cole Swindell

I was out taking shots
Throwing down at the spot
Three sheets, just me and the guys
Every single Saturday night
I was killing time, crushing cans
Trying not to catch a tan
'Cause I was under them neon lights
Every single Saturday night, yeah

Everybody knew they could find me there
And right out of the blue, right out of nowhere
Out of nowhere

Sitting over in the corner, baby, I saw
Pretty red lips working on a white claw
Shaking to a little, shook me all night long
And I thought, man, what a beautiful sight
Ain't a morning you don't wake up in my shirt now
Even holding hands walking out of church now
Who'd of thought, baby, looking back that
That would be my last single Saturday night, yeah
My last single Saturday night

And now when I'm out, having a drink or two
If they see me, well, they see you
'Cause, girl, I've got you by my side
Every single Saturday night, yeah
Every now and then the boys tell me they miss me
Well, but they all get it 'cause they were right there with me
Yeah, with me, when

Sitting over in the corner, baby, I saw
Pretty red lips working on a white claw
Shaking to a little, shook me all night long
And I thought, man, what a beautiful sight
Ain't a morning you don't wake up in my shirt now
Even holding hands walking out of church now
Who'd of thought, baby, looking back that
That would be my last single Saturday night

The last time that I'd buy a drink for a girl I'd never met before
I wasn't looking for love when I walked through the door
But damn if I didn't find what I wasn't even looking for

Sitting over in the corner, baby, I saw
Pretty red lips working on a white claw
Shaking to a little, shook me all night long
And I thought, damn, what a beautiful sight
Ain't a morning you don't wake up in my shirt now
Look at us even picking out a church now
Who'd of thought, baby, looking back that
That would be my last single Saturday night, yeah
My last single Saturday night
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Some Habits lyrics - Cole Swindell

Yeah, I'm rough around the edges
On the surface I ain't perfect
Still need a little smoothin' out
It's hard to shift gears
After years of goin' one way
And one day turnin' around
But like water tanks, barns and rusted junk cars
Get saved by a coat of paint
It takes somebody like you to make a sinner like me
Wanna try and be a little more saint cause

Good bourbon is hard to put down
That high road is hard to stay on
That good book gets hard to pick up
That old me is hard to turn off
Girl, I've been tryin' like hell
Might be gettin' ahead of myself
But the longer I love you, the more I know
Some habits ain't meant to be broke

Yeah, habits like lyin' next to you
Like makin' you laugh
Like fillin' up a wall full of photographs
Like learning how to listen
Red light quick kissin'
Sunday mornin' amens, third pew forgiven
Like hometown walkin', mean nothin' talkin'
Together every settin' sundown
Like through the house dancin'
And hardwood catchin'
Our clothes fallin' to the ground

Good bourbon is hard to put down
That high road is hard to stay on
That good book gets hard to pick up
That old me is hard to turn off
Girl, I've been tryin' like hell
Might be gettin' ahead of myself
But the longer I love you, the more I know
Some habits ain't meant to be broke

Yeah, a man's gotta know when it's time to let go
What he's gotta outgrow and can't
And as long as it's you
That I don't gotta lose then everything else I can

Yeah, good bourbon is hard to put down
That high road is hard to stay on
That good book gets hard to pick up
That old me is hard to turn off
Girl, I've been tryin' like hell
Might be gettin' ahead of myself
But the longer I love you, the more I know
Some habits ain't meant to be broke

Yeah, some habits ain't meant to be broke
Like loving you, like loving you
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Girl Goes Crazy lyrics - Cole Swindell

He hits her up at midnight
He says, "I miss you," and she says, "I miss you, too"
He's on his way to make it right
She lets him in, then they do what they do
The morning comes, he's already gone
The whole damn day, he don't pick up his phone
There he goes again, messin' with her head
She should be havin' fun, but instead she's

Cryin' in the bathroom, Friday night, Tin Roof
Drinkin' at the thought of him thinkin' 'bout another girl
Save your psychopath
And don't judge that black dress book by the tear-streaked Covergirl
'Cause she's a small-town, mama-lovin', settled down
House on a hill and raise up a couple babies
She's livin' proof that some stupid boy's the only reason a girl goes crazy

He walks in with someone new
And passes by like they ain't got history
She walks up, he says, "Who are you?"
She throws a drink on the shirt he let her sleep in
All them good-for-nothin' times
If only everybody in the bar knew why she's

Cryin' in the bathroom, Friday night, Tin Roof
Drinkin' at the thought of him thinkin' 'bout another girl
Save your psychopath
And don't judge that black dress book by the tear-streaked Covergirl
'Cause she's a small-town, mama-lovin', settled down
House on a hill and raise up a couple babies
She's livin' proof that some stupid boy's the only reason a girl goes crazy, yeah

No, they say that what you see is what you get
'Cause when it's all said and done
Yeah, if anybody's crazy, it's him
Nah, it ain't the one, it ain't the one that's

Cryin' in the bathroom, Friday night, Tin Roof
Drinkin' at the thought of him
Save your psychopath
And don't judge that black dress book by the tear-streaked Covergirl
'Cause she's a small-town, mama-lovin', settled down
House on a hill and raise up a couple babies
She's livin' proof that some stupid boy's the only reason a girl goes crazy

Oh, yeah
Yeah, a girl goes crazy
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Walk On Whiskey lyrics - Cole Swindell

I bet I sound like a broken record
Like a backseat-floorboard scratched CD
Playin' the same old sad song on repeat
Doin' what they say to do to forget her
But it's just red eyes at the bottom of a bottle
Ain't no red words, ain't no gospel

Ooh, she finally got me down here on my knees
Ooh, fightin' back tears and gravity
She's learnin' how to fly those angel wings
I'm drownin' her goodbye in Tennessee
Probably wouldn't be if her halo was still hangin' over me
Heaven knows she walked on water
Hell, I can't even walk on whiskey

I bet this bartender's tired of hearin' my confession
And the jukebox playin' that Whitley song's
Like a devil smilin', remindin' me she's gone
So I'm swingin' back with old number seven
And it's two on one, but it still ain't fair
Without her here, I ain't got a prayer

Ooh, she finally got me down here on my knees
Ooh, fightin' back tears and gravity
She's learnin' how to fly those angel wings
I'm drownin' her goodbye in Tennessee
Probably wouldn't be if her halo was still hangin' over me
Heaven knows she walked on water
Hell, I can't even walk on whiskey

God, I know You're up there listenin'
Good Book says you always do
All the wrong I've done that You've forgiven
Maybe she can, too

Ooh, she finally got me down here on my knees
Ooh, fightin' back tears and gravity
She's learnin' how to fly those angel wings
I'm drownin' her goodbye in Tennessee
I probably wouldn't be if her halo was still hangin' over me
Heaven knows she walked on water
Yeah, Heaven knows she walked on water
Hell, I can't even walk on whiskey
No, I can't even walk on whiskey

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Sad Ass Country Song lyrics - Cole Swindell

Hat down, in a by-myself-mood
I'm just three chords, but I can't take the truth
I walk in, take a seat
'Nother night, same damn thing on repeat

I'm bluer than that neon up on the wall
Drownin' my sorrows in grain alcohol
Everywhere I show up, I just bring 'em all down
Like a pedal steel follows me around
I'd be better off on the jukebox
Than here on this stool top
'Cause girl, ever since you've been gone
I'm a walkin', talkin', honky-tonkin', sad ass country song

Yeah, if heartbreak had a hall of fame
Then you're damn straight, they'd remember my name
I wish Whitley and Willie and Waylon were with me
'Cause them boys have been where I am

I'm bluer than that neon up on the wall
Drownin' my sorrows in grain alcohol
Everywhere I show up, I just bring 'em all down
Like a pedal steel follows me around
I'd be better off on the jukebox
Than here on this stool top
'Cause girl, ever since you've been gone
I'm a walkin', talkin', honky-tonkin', sad ass country song
Yes, I am

Ain't no tear in my beer, 'cause I'm drinking whiskey
Girl, you coming back's 'bout all that could fix me

I'm bluer than that neon up on the wall
Drownin' my sorrows in grain alcohol
Everywhere I show up, I just bring 'em all down
Like a pedal steel follows me around
I'd be better off on the jukebox
Than here on this stool top
'Cause girl, ever since you've been gone
I'm a walkin', talkin', honky-tonkin', sad ass country song
I'm a walkin', talkin', honky-tonkin', sad ass country song

Mmm, just a sad ass country song

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Broken lyrics - Cole Swindell

It ain't no beer bottle in some dive bar parkin' lot
Waitin' on an F-150 to crush it into gravel rocks
It ain't no vinyl record that gets stuck every time it spins
Repeatin' that same old same old over and over again
No, your heart

Wasn't made to be broken, wasn't meant to be in pieces
It was made to be loved on by someone who'll never leave it
Wasn't made to be left out in the middle of the pourin' rain
I know you've been there, but girl, this ain't yesterday
And I'm gonna show ya
That, baby, your heart wasn't made to be broken
Wasn't made to be broken

I ain't gonna be that guy
That leaves you in the middle of the Broadway lights
Reason that you're drinkin' too much wine
Why you're cryin' to your friends at night
Hope you know you're one in a million as far as I can see
If somebody lets you down again, it sure as hell ain't gon' be me
'Cause your heart

Wasn't made to be broken, wasn't meant to be in pieces
It was made to be loved on by someone who'll never leave it
Wasn't made to be left out in the middle of the pourin' rain
I know you've been there, but girl, this ain't yesterday
And I'm gonna show ya
That, baby, your heart wasn't made to be broken
Wasn't made to be broken

It was made to be skippin' beats
No, it wasn't made to be

Wasn't made to be broken, wasn't meant to be in pieces
It was made to be stolen by someone who wants to keep it
Wasn't made to be left out in the middle of the pourin' rain
I know you've been there, but girl, this ain't yesterday
And I'm gonna show ya
That, baby, your heart wasn't made to be broken
Wasn't made to be broken

Wasn't made to be broken
Wasn't made to be, no
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Drinkaby lyrics - Cole Swindell

I got a song, I'm 'bout to sing it
She left a note, so I started drinkin'
Bartender, pour anything you want on ice
I got a song and it goes like

Jack, Jim, 'quila lime, apple pie, this is my
Gettin'-over-her-'til-I'm-passed-out drinkaby

Bye, my baby's long gone
Sadder than a steel in a country song
Raise your glasses to the rafters and help me sing along tonight
To my drinkaby

Yeah, I don't know where she's at, could be Kentucky
But all I know is I might get lucky
'Cause I'm two shots in with a ten from Mississippi
That'll drink Patrón, get me gone, and sing along with me

Goin' Jack, Jim, 'quila lime, apple pie, this is my
Gettin'-over-her-'til-I'm-passed-out drinkaby

Bye, my baby's long gone
Sadder than a steel in a country song
Raise your glasses to the rafters and help me sing along tonight
To my drinkaby, yeah
My drinkaby

Oh, let's go
Hush, little cowboy, don't you cry
Bartender's got you some whiskey on ice
And if that whiskey ain't a big enough pour
Drink another and another 'til you're laid out on the floor
Come on
This is my drinkaby

And it goes like
Jack, Jim, 'quila lime, apple pie, this is my
Gettin'-over-her-'til-I'm-passed-out drinkaby

Bye, my baby's long gone
Sadder than a steel in a Haggard song
Raise your glasses to the rafters and help me sing along tonight
To my drinkaby (Bye, bye, my baby's long gone)
Yeah, my drinkaby, bye, bye (Sadder than a steel in a country song)
Raise your glasses to the rafters and help me sing along tonight
To my drinkaby
Yeah, my drinkaby

Oh, my drinkaby
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She Had Me At Heads Carolina (Remix) lyrics - Cole Swindell & Jo Dee Messina

Heads Carolina, tails California
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean
Where, it don't matter, long as we're goin'
Somewhere together, I've got a quarter
Heads Carolina, tails California

I was out with the boys, catchin' up in a neon light
Didn't know 'til we walked in, it was karaoke night
She was in a circle of girls, chasin' a shot with a lime
She was laughin', they were darin' her to get on the mic
One of 'em walked up and turned in her name
Next thing I knew, man, she was up on the stage, singin'

"Heads Carolina, tails California"
Maybe she'd fall for a boy from South Georgia
She's got the bar in the palm of her hand
And she's a '90s country fan like I am
Hey, I got a Chevy, she can flip a quarter
I'd drive her anywhere from here to California
When this song is over, I gotta find her
'Cause she had me at "Heads Carolina"

(That's right) Heads Carolina, tails California

Yeah, she knew every word by heart, didn't need no screen, no
I was raisin' my glass up for her, I saw her smilin' at me, yeah
She had me down in the front by the end of verse two
Like there wasn't no one else in the room, we were singin'

"Heads Carolina, tails California"
Maybe she'd fall for a boy from South Georgia
She's got the bar in the palm of her hand
And she's a '90s country fan like I am
Hey, I got a Chevy, she can flip a quarter
I'd drive her anywhere from here to California
When this song is over, I gotta find her
'Cause she had me at "Heads Carolina"

(Yes, she did)

Yeah, I bought her a round and we talked 'til the lights came on
Talked 'til the lights came on
I still see that girl every time I hear that song

Baby, what do you say we just get lost?
Leave this one-horse town like two rebels without a cause

Heads Carolina, tails California
Somewhere greener, somewhere warmer
Up in the mountains, down by the ocean
Where, it don't matter, long as we're goin'
Yeah, I got a Chevy, she can flip a quarter
I'd drive her anywhere from here to California
When this song is over, I gotta find her (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
'Cause she had me at "Heads Carolina"

Yeah, she had me at "Heads Carolina"
Calfornia
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Down Home Sessions V (2019)


 
















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Drinkin' Hours lyrics - Cole Swindell

Been watchin' that clock tick-tock all day
Sittin' here waitin' on 5
It's Friday night, we got a job to do
So don't let me down tonight

Y'all meet me at the bar
At a quarter past dark
You can put the first round on me
Well my friends
I'm 'bout to fill you in
We got a brand new policy

No workin' durin' drinkin' hours
Round here we ain't got no boss
Part time and over timers
'Bout to raise a little hell when we twist one off
This is in effect for the rest of the night
Gonna last till the light of day
That goes for the locals and the out of towners
No workin' durin' drinkin' hours

It's just another night at the office baby
So look at it kinda like this
We don't work, we just drink together
It's a business relationship

With us all here
And that workin' with beer
It might get dangerous
So if you're too drunk
To climb that ladder
Hey man, that's fine with us
(Come on, yeah!)

No workin' durin' drinkin' hours
Round here we ain't got no boss
Part time and over timers
'Bout to raise a little hell when we twist one off
This is in effect for the rest of the night
Gonna last till the light of day
That goes for the locals and the out of towners
No workin' durin' drinkin' hours

(No, not round here)

No workin' durin' drinkin' hours
Round here that's how it goes
Just a bunch of every day 9 to 5ers
Turnin' to weekend CEOs

No workin' durin' drinkin' hours
Round here we ain't got no boss
Part time and over timers
'Bout to raise a little hell when we twist one off
This is in effect for the rest of the night
Gonna last till the light of day
That goes for the locals and the out of towners
No workin' durin' drinkin' hours

No workin' durin' drinkin' hours
Cheers!
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All Nighter lyrics - Cole Swindell

I hope you wasn't up too late last night
'Cause this might be a long one
We gon' take our time and do this right
See the sun risin', then some

Girl the way you move, you're setting me on fire
Stars are way up high, yeah, you take me higher
Leaning in real close, like baby, hold me tighter
It's looking like it's gon' be an all nighter
The way you wear that dress, ain't nobody sleepin'
Lovin' on you babe, it might take all weekend
You're putting on a show, I'm holding up my lighter
It's looking like it's gon' be an all nighter

I don't need no downtown, last call lights
Girl, you are the party
Yeah I'd love to lose all track of time
Just me and you and nobody

Girl the way you move, you're setting me on fire
Stars are way up high, yeah, you take me higher
Leaning in real close, like baby, hold me tighter
It's looking like it's gon' be an all nighter
The way you wear that dress, ain't nobody sleepin'
Lovin' on you babe, it might take all weekend
You're putting on a show, I'm holding up my lighter
It's looking like it's gon' be an all nighter

It's gon' be, it's gon' be
An all nighter
It's gon' be, it's gon' be

I wanna be all yours
Want you to be all mine
Wanna kiss you good morning
So don't kiss me goodnight, no no

Girl the way you move, you're setting me on fire
Stars are way up high, yeah, you take me higher
Leaning in real close, like baby, hold me tighter
Girl, you're looking like it's gon' be an all nighter
The way you wear that dress, ain't nobody sleepin'
Lovin' on you babe, it might take all weekend
You're putting on a show, I'm holding up my lighter
It's looking like it's gon' be an all nighter

It's gon' be, it's gon' be
Yeah, it's gon' be, it's gon' be
An all nighter

(I wanna be all yours)
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Down To Earth lyrics - Cole Swindell

You tell me get my head out the clouds
But baby I ain't doing it
I thought I had it all figured out
But now you got me losing it

I can't concentrate on my work with you right there
In my shirt, it's crazy, girl, where you've taken me

I ain't never seen the stars this close
I ain't never been up this high
Everything I used to know
I'm about to have to tell it all goodbye
You must be from another planet
Yeah I've been wondering where you were
Baby you took me up to heaven
And I ain't ever coming back down to earth
Down to earth, yeah

Taking off like a rocket
Kinda wish I had a ring in my pocket right now
I take it out, get down
On one knee in the clouds

I ain't ever seen the stars this close
I ain't ever been up this high
Everything I used to know
I'm about to have to tell it all goodbye
You must be from another planet
Yeah I've been wondering where you were
Baby you took me up to heaven
And I ain't ever coming back down to earth
Down to earth

It's a small world
After all girl
I used to be down there praying
And now I'm up here and I'm staying, 'cause

I ain't ever seen the stars this close
I ain't ever been up this high
Everything I used to know
I'm about to have to tell it all goodbye
You must be from another planet
Yeah I've been wondering where you were
Baby you took me up to heaven
And I ain't ever coming back down to earth
Down to earth
No I ain't ever coming back
Down to earth
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Right Where I Left It lyrics - Cole Swindell

Rust on the water tower
White steeple in the blue sky
Takes more than forty hours
To make it to a Friday night

State champs '95
Right there on the welcome sign
That little home town of mine

Is right where I left it
Since I left it ain't changed at all
I guess sometimes you don't know
What you got till you're gone
Couldn't wait to get out
Had to chase some dreams down
Ain't it funny how I found all I needed
Right where I left it
Yeah, right where I left it

County road, roadside cotton
Sun settin' with the windows down
This feeling, almost forgot it
But it's comin' back to me now

Almost lost who I was
That's what this big world does
Turns out everything I love

Is right where I left it
Since I left it ain't changed at all
I guess sometimes you don't know
What you got till you're gone
Couldn't wait to get out
Had to chase some dreams down
Ain't it funny how I found all I needed
Right where I left it
Right where I left it

I know now why those two lanes
Run in and out two ways
So they could bring me back some day
Thank God this place is right where I left it

Yeah, right where I left it
Since I left it ain't changed at all
I guess sometimes you don't know
What you got till you're gone
Couldn't wait to get out
Had to chase some dreams down
Ain't it funny how I found all I needed
Right where I left it

State champs '95
Right there on the welcome sign
Yeah, it's all right where I left it
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No One Rocks Mine lyrics - Cole Swindell

I don't wanna ever wanna
Think about tomorrow morning
Girl, you know I gotta go
Damn I hate leaving you
But it's what I do

We could just stay awake
I could sleep on the plane
Let me stand every last
Minute left loving you
'Cause you know I do

I'll keep your picture out there with me
But right now I'm still here, so
Come on and kiss me

'Cause I've seen Vegas in the bright lights
But it don't hold a candle to your green eyes
Felt the heat of the Georgia summer
Nothing like your skin under these covers, damn
I've heard the waves hit the West Coast
There ain't a thing out there that even comes close
I've been around this world a time or two
And no one rocks mine like you

Laying here in this bed
With your head on my chest
Making sure you know that, baby
We gon' be alright
And holding on tight

Long as you're in my arms
I'll be cussing that alarm
Putting on my boots
And putting off another goodbye
Yeah, baby, goodbye

'Cause I've seen Vegas in the bright lights
But it don't hold a candle to your green eyes
Felt the heat of the Georgia summer
Nothing like your skin under these covers, damn
I've heard the waves hit the West Coast
There ain't a thing out there that even comes close
I've been around this world a time or two
And no one rocks mine like you

On a night like this I'll remember why
I'm all the time missing you
And I'm counting the miles and the places
And all them faces till I'm back to you

I've seen Vegas in the bright lights
Well, it don't hold a candle to your green eyes
Felt the heat of the Georgia summer
But your skin under these covers, damn
I've heard the waves hit the West Coast
There ain't a thing out there that even comes close
I've been around this world a time or two
Yeah, I've been around this world a time or two
And no one rocks mine like you

No, no one
And no one rocks mine like you
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All Of It (2018)











 

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Love You Too Late lyrics - Cole Swindell

I wish this whisky
Would make her miss me
Like I wish she did, I wish she did
Pouring up another one
Won't change what I should've done
Before she left, now all that's left is

Mile by mile and city by city she's
Getting over me and man it ain't pretty, no

She's out there rolling down some old interstate
Wide open, wide open, couldn't make her stay
Probably cranking up some new freedom song
Wide open, wide open, won't pick up the phone
While I'm dying here tonight
Staring goodbye in the face
Saying I love you too late
Too late

I can't take back what
I never said but
If I could, man I would
Try and make her see
That me and Tennessee want her back
I wish it worked like that, yeah

If I had half a clue where she was heading now
I'd do what I had to do to make her turn that car around

She's out there rolling down some old interstate
Wide open, wide open, couldn't make her stay
Probably cranking up some new freedom song
Wide open, wide open, won't pick up the phone
While I'm dying here tonight
Staring goodbye in the face
Saying I love you too late
Too late

Yeah I shoulda held her close
I shoulda let her know
How I felt about her
Bout a couple county lines ago

She's out there rolling down some old interstate
Wide open, wide open, I couldn't make her stay
Probably cranking up some new freedom song
Wide open, wide open, won't pick up her phone
While I'm dying here tonight
Staring goodbye in the face
Saying I love you too late
Too late, yeah
I love you too late

I can't take back what
I never said but
If I could, damn I would
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All Of It lyrics - Cole Swindell

Little footprints in the dust on the dashboard
Radio still stuck on your station
Still taste your kiss from this morning
Girl you say there's another one waiting
Hope it's a long one, break out the dawn one
I want everyone you got

Give me that "Lets get out of here go jump in the river"
Girl show me what that rockin' body looks like in the firelight
Wrap me up with all that love you been holding back your whole life
Girl I wish you would just hit me with that
Pretty little get me through tomorrow smile
Bring on all the good with all the bad I'm all about it
Anything and everything baby you could never bring enough of it
I want all of it

I wanna see you all city light lit up
I wanna see you in a pair of cut-up jeans
I wanna fall for all your magic
Feel all your teardrops drippin' on me
The sad ones, the happy ones
I want everyone you got

Give me that "Lets get out of here go jump in the river"
Girl show me what that rockin' body looks like in the firelight
Wrap me up with all that love you been holding back your whole life
Girl I wish you would just hit me with that
Pretty little get me through tomorrow smile
Bring on all the good with all the bad I'm all about it
Anything and everything baby you could never bring enough of it
Yeah, I want all of it

Baby, I want all of it
All the time
Everything you got I wanna make all mine

Give me that "Lets get out of here go jump in the river"
Girl show me what that rockin' body looks like in the firelight
Wrap me up with all that love you been holding back your whole life
Girl I wish you would just hit me with that
Pretty little get me through tomorrow smile
Bring on all the good with all the bad I'm all about it
Anything and everything baby you could never bring enough of it
I want all of it

(I want all of it)
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Somebody's Been Drinkin' lyrics - Cole Swindell

First one came at 10:35
A 'Hey, what you doing?'
11:15 'Are you alright, did you finally get moved in?'
12:18 'I miss you'
12:36 'Wish I could kiss you one more time, lay on your shoulder'
1:09 'Can I come over?'

Somebody's been drinking and got to thinking 'bout us
It's just the cherry bombs talking when you're hitting me up
I got a fire in the backyard, half of bottle of goose
And a spot on my shoulder so baby come on over
Somebody else has been drinking too

1:14 you say you closed your tab but you need my new address
You shoot me a picture from the back of the cab
Damn, I've never seen that dress
1:26 screenshot, GPS, coming in hot, two miles away
'I miss you so much', 1:28 'Why'd we ever break up?'

Somebody's been drinking and got to thinking 'bout us
It's just the cherry bomb's talking when you're hitting me up
I got a fire in the backyard, half of bottle of goose
And a spot on my shoulder so baby come on over
Somebody else has been drinking too, yeah

If we cross that line tonight, girl it ain't nobody's fault
And in the morning light we can blame it on the alcohol

Somebody's been drinking and got to thinking 'bout us
It's just the cherry bomb's talking when you're hitting me up
I got a fire in the backyard, half of bottle of goose
And a spot on my shoulder so baby come on over
Somebody else has been drinking too

Somebody's been drinking, yeah

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Sounded Good Last Night lyrics - Cole Swindell

When my phone started buzzing with my buddy
Saying let's paint the town, it sounded good
When that sexy bartender, nine or tenner
Said it's two for ones now, it sounded good

That band cranked up with some Dixieland Delight
That singer might've missed an Alabama note, or five

But it sounded good last night, we had a damn good time
Jack Daniel's got a jackhammer pounding on my mind
Is that my ex's 4Runner backing out the drive?
What I told her must've sounded good last night
There's a video karaoke me going viral
My fun money fund's in a downhill spiral
Right now it sounds bad, ya'll, I ain't gonna lie
But it sure sounded good, sounded good last night

Angel here on earth, did it hurt
Was my go-to line, I thought it sounded good
Round my twelfth twelve ouncer, told the bouncer
"You wanna take it outside?", he thought it sounded good

That's when they kicked us out, we hit the Texaco
Bought a pack of Black & Milds and some beer from Mexico

'Cause it sounded good last night, we had a damn good time
Jack Daniel's got a jackhammer pounding on my mind
Is that my ex's 4Runner backing out the drive?
What I told her must've sounded good last night
There's a video karaoke me going viral
My fun money fund's in a downhill spiral
Right now it sounds bad, ya'll, I ain't gonna lie
But it sure sounded good, sounded good last night

All the top shelf shops, all the ya'll watch this
All the bad ideas that I never should've did

Sounded good last night, we had a damn good time
Jack Daniel's got that jackhammer pounding on my mind
Is that my ex's 4Runner backing out the drive?
What I told her must've sounded good last night
That video's running up a hundred thousand views
Got a message from my mama, said, I can't believe that's you
I'm contemplating reevaluating my life
But it sure sounded good, sounded good last night
Na-na-na...
Yeah, it sure sounded good, sounded good last night

I mean it sounded a lot better than I feel right now
Yikes
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Break Up In The End lyrics - Cole Swindell

I still walk in that bar a little drunk
I still ask you what you're drinking, what's your name
I still kiss you by the shuffleboard, last call at 2am
Even though we break up in the end

I'll introduce you to my mom and dad
Say "I think I love her" when you leave that room
I'd still not take their advice when I say you're moving in
Even though we break up in the end

Even if I knew you'd be the one that got away
I'd still go back and get you
Even if I knew you'd be my best and worst mistake
Oh, I'd still make it with you
Over and over, again and again
Even though we break up in the end

I'd still play my favorite song in your car
Let you love me to it, 'til it felt like ours
Now all I hear is you in it, but I'd still let you ruin it
Even though we break up in the end

Even if I knew you'd be the one that got away
I'd still go back and get you
Even if I knew you'd be my best and worst mistake
Girl, I'd still make it with you
Over and over, again and again
Even though we break up in the end

You've just had one too many tonight
You're just calling 'cause you're lonely, that's okay
But you know if you come over, I can't not let you in
Even though we'll break up in the end
I'd do it over and over, again and again
Even though we break up in the end
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I'll Be Your Small Town lyrics - Cole Swindell

Ain't nothing fancy bout how I talk
It's a little bit slow full of ain'ts and y'alls
Somewhere between some old school straight and McGraw
I know you ain't ever been south of heaven
But if you give me a red dirt chance I'm betting
This one red light, two lane guy will grow on you
I can't be California

But I can be your palm tree shade in the middle of summer
Your tin roof rain, covered from the thunder
Your back pew hallelujah Sunday morning prayer
Yeah, I'll be where
You can go when you know that it's all spinning too fast
Slow kind of road, 35 on the dash
A dot on the map for your heart when you need to slow down
You be my whole world, I'll be your small town

You got me up all night like New York city
You got the Beverly high heels, dressed kinda pretty
And every time I hold you I get to go there
So when you want a little bit of middle of nowhere

But I can be your palm tree shade in the middle of summer
Your tin roof rain, covered from the thunder
Your back pew hallelujah Sunday morning prayer
Baby I'll be where
You can go when you know that it's all spinning too fast
Slow kind of road, 35 on the dash
A dot on the map for your heart when you need to slow down
You be my whole world, I'll be your small town
Yeah, I'll be your small town

I'll be your Friday night, misery light midnight sixer
You be the shooting star, I'll be the wisher
That back road flying wind blowing through your hair
I just wanna be where

You can go when you know that it's all spinning too fast
Slow kind of road, 35 on the dash
A dot on the map for your heart when you need to slow down
You be my whole world, I'll be your small town
Girl, you be my whole world
And I'll be your small town
I'll be your small town
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The Ones Who Got Me Here lyrics - Cole Swindell

The ones that I drank all those beers with
Made it through those high school years with
All those girls I loved who broke my heart
All those back roads I drove 'round on
That church pew that I got found on
That college town where I first got my start

All the haters, all the lovers
All the friends that are more like brothers
All the people I ain't seen in too many years
All the faces in the bleachers
The never gave up on me teachers
Yeah this one's for the ones who got me here

The ones that said I'd never make it
The ones that said there's your chance, go take it
Took all of you for me to get this far
Jobs along the way that paid me
People who dug deep to raise me
Made me who I am, you know who you are

All the haters, all the lovers
All the friends that are more like brothers
All the people I ain't seen in too many years
All the faces in the bleachers
The never gave up on me preachers
Yeah this one's for the ones who got me here

The ones still around, the ones that are gone
My biggest fan, Mama back home
All the truth and all the dares
All the long shot late night prayers

All the haters, all the lovers
My dad and my two brothers
All the people I ain't seen in too many years
And I thank got that I met ya
Hope you know I won't forget ya
This one's for the ones who got me here
Yeah this one's for the ones who got me here

Yeah
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20 In A Chevy lyrics - Cole Swindell

20 in a Chevy on a two lane

Yeah, world keeps turning, I keep burning
Through the night like cigarettes
Country station, black top, ocean
I ain't shook that summer yet
I'm doing fine like I don't care
And that song comes on outta where
And I go right back there, yeah
You're always gonna be...

20 in a Chevy on a two lane
Hand out the window singing Night Train
July still tastes like your name
Rolling off my lips
And sweat drips, time slips
It's my hands and your hips
It's your lips on my lips
I wonder if you ever miss
20 in a Chevy on a two lane

Old school feel, hay field dreaming
Yeah we had it all planned out
Hands in your hair, middle of nowhere
Midnight moon beating down
On the hood of my truck where you used to me
Nothing falling but your hair, the stars and me
Now we're just small town history
Girl I swear all I see is

20 in a Chevy on a two lane
Hand out the window singing Night Train
July still tastes like your name
Rolling off my lips
Sweat drips, time slips
It's my hands and your hips
It's your lips on my lips
I wonder if you ever miss
20 in a Chevy on a two lane, whoa-oh

Yeah we were 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
The windows fogged up in the hard rain
How the hell did we have such a good thing?
And let it slip away, we let it slip away

Like 20 in a Chevy on a two lane
Hand out the window singing Night Train
July still tastes like your name
Rolling off my lips
Sweat drips, time slips
It's my hands and your hips
It's your lips on my lips
I wonder if you ever miss
20 in a Chevy on a two lane
20 in a Chevy on a two lane
Girl you were 20 in a Chevy on a two lane

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Reason To Drink lyrics - Cole Swindell

Oh yeah
This sounds like a Friday night
Yeah

We're all in our own little gettin' right situation
Yeah we're all dialed in like an on the money country station (That's right)
We got everything we need, we gonna be alright
If you hear me and you're with me, hold 'em high

'Cause somebody somewhere's gettin' married today
And somebody's home team, they just won state
And some old boy's girl just left him
If that's you, raise your hand, I got your next one
'Cause some of y'all in here been workin' too hard
Some of y'all just here 'cause ya love this bar
And I'm with ya, that's a good enough reason for me
Yeah we all, yeah we all got a reason to drink

Listen up
There's a group of girls over there doin' shots like it's somebody's birthday
And a group of us over here just wishin' they would look over our way
There sure is a long list of why we should have fun
So tonight let's check 'em off one by one

'Cause somebody somewhere's gettin' married today
And somebody's home team, they just won state
And some old boy's girl just left him
If that's you, raise your hand, I got your next one
'Cause some of y'all in here been workin' too hard
Some of y'all just here 'cause ya love this bar
And I'm with ya, that's a good enough reason for me
Yeah we all, yeah we all got a reason to drink

That's what I'm talkin' about
Who needs one? Need a drink?
Some good, some bad, some happy, some sad
Who needs one? Need a drink?
Some good, some bad, some happy, some sad
Let's turn it on into the best night we ever had

'Cause somebody somewhere's probably fallin' in love
Somebody in here might be takin' it rough
'Cause the girl of his dreams just left him
Hey I've been there too man, I got your next one
Some of y'all in here been workin' too hard
Most of us are just here 'cause we love this bar
That sounds like a good enough reason for me
Yeah we all, yeah we all got a reason
Yeah we all, yeah we all got a reason to drink

Oh yeah we do
Yeah we all got a reason to drink
Hey, we're all in this thing together, right?
Sing it with me
Cheers
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Her lyrics - Cole Swindell

That girl walks into a party
Looking like a million in a dress from Target
The reason why every head in the whole room turns
That's her
Red light little white Honda
Strawberry blonde that she got from her mama
Blowing out the window then she's gone in a beautiful blur
That was her

That cheap box wine, she's drinking it
Friday night, she's bringing it
Old school song, she's singing it
Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her
That lights down, hair down heart attack
Yeah, that's her, oh but that
How'd I ever meet her?
Wrapped around her little finger, that's me
Just lucky to be with her

That girl at the concert dancing
Clapping with her flip-flops, feet in the grass
Yeah, the only band anybody's watching is the one on her shirt
That's her
That girl that girls wanna hate
All the boys wanna date
They can't 'cause I ain't
Never ever gonna give her a reason to leave
'Cause all I need is her

That cheap box wine, she's drinking it
Friday night, she's bringing it
Old school song, she's singing it
Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her
That lights down, hair down heart attack
Yeah, that's her, oh but that
How'd I ever meet her?
Wrapped around her little finger, that's me
Just lucky to be with her

Right here
Her lipstick on the rim of my bed
Even the stars of the night this clear
Ain't falling like I'm falling for her, yeah

That cheap box wine, she's drinking it
Friday night, she's bringing it
Old school song, she's singing it
Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her
That lights down, hair down heart attack
Yeah, that's her, oh but that
How'd I ever meet her?
Wrapped around her little finger, that's me
Just lucky to be with her
Yeah, I'm just lucky to be with her
I'm talking 'bout that girl
Yeah, that's her
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Both Sides Of The Mississippi lyrics - Cole Swindell

Might be more trucks in Texas then there are in Maine
And when we open our mouth we don't sound the same, naw
Might live a little different when the weekend comes
We fill our cups at the end of the day with the same old feel good buzz, 'cause...

Both of sides of the Mississippi throw down on Friday night
Ain't gotta be down in Dixie to rock Dixieland Delight
It don't matter where you're at, any old dot on any old map
Beer is beer, whiskey's whiskey, out in the country, up in the city
Strait is the king and the girls are pretty
Both sides of the Mississippi
That's right

Some call everybody, say 'meet me at the club', come on
Some suckle in headlights and kick up a little dust
Gonna get a little sideways, might fall in love
We're the pretty little thing and some tore up jeans
That's what an old boy does, don't matter where you come from, 'cause...

Both of sides of the Mississippi throw down on Friday night
Ain't gotta be down in Dixie to rock Dixieland Delight
It don't matter where you're at, any old dot on any old map
Beer is beer, whiskey's whiskey, out in the country, up in the city
Strait is the king and the girls are pretty
Both sides of the Mississippi, yeah
Both sides of it

Aw, yeah
We might live a little different but when the weekend comes
We fill our cups at the end of the day with the same old feel good buzz, 'cause...

Both of sides of the Mississippi throw down on Friday night
Ain't gotta be down in Dixie to rock Dixieland Delight
It don't matter where you're at, any old dot on any old map
Beer is beer, whiskey's whiskey, out in the country, up in the city
George Strait is the king and the girls are pretty
Both sides of the Mississippi

That's right, it don't matter where you come from
Beer is beer, whiskey's whiskey
Yeah, we know George Strait, he's the king anywhere you go
Ha ha
Woo!
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Dad's Old Number lyrics - Cole Swindell

I'm sorry ma'am, don't hang up, no I ain't sellin' nothin'
I don't know what I was thinkin' when I called, I guess I wasn't
Yeah I was just down on my luck
Having some trouble with this old truck
And the guy that used to pick up, he could fix anything

Sometimes I forget these ten digits ain't my lifeline anymore
Every now and then I dial 'em up when life gets tough or when the Braves score
Sorry 'bout the one ring hang ups, early morning, late night wake ups
It was just me, in case you wondered, you've got dad's old number

I learned it by heart when I was six, he never did change it
I've called it in trouble with good and bad news and break ups, yeah you name it
Sure I've got some friends I can call
And they're always there if I need to talk
But good as they are it ain't their fault, sometimes I just need him

And sometimes I forget these ten digits ain't my lifeline anymore
Every now and then I dial 'em up when life gets tough or when the Braves score
Sorry 'bout the one ring hang ups, early morning, late night wake ups
It was just me, in case you wondered, you've got dad's old number

So I apologize in advance
'Cause there's a damn good chance
When I meet that girl, get that job
And I need to tell my best friend
You're probably gonna hear from me again

'Cause sometimes I forget these ten digits ain't my lifeline anymore
Every now and then I dial 'em up when life gets tough or when the Braves score
Sorry 'bout the one ring hang ups, early morning, late night wake ups
It was just me, in case you wondered, yeah, you've got dad's old number
My dad's old number
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Down Home Sessions IV (2017)




















 

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Roller Coaster lyrics - Cole Swindell

(originally by Luke Bryan)

She had a cross around her neck
And a flower in her hand
That I picked from the side of Thomas Drive
On our way to the sand
We found an old wooden chair
Still warm from the sun
Pushed it back, gave me a kiss with Bacardi on her lips
And I was done

And we spent that week wide open
Upside down beside the ocean
I didn't know where it was goin'
Just tryin' to keep my heart on the tracks
I should've known that kind of feelin'
Would last longer than that week did
Blown away and barely breathin'
Sunday came and it was over
Now she's got me twisted
Like an old beach roller coaster

The rest of those days
Turned into long crazy nights
When the music got loud
We'd sneak away from the crowd
Under the boardwalk lights
And with all the things we said
What I just can't get past
Is the way we let it end
Now I'm wonderin' where she is
Knowin' I can't get that goodbye back

And we spent that week wide open
Upside down beside the ocean
I didn't know where it was goin'
Just tryin' to keep my heart on the tracks
I should've known that kind of feelin'
Would last longer than that week did
Blown away and barely breathin'
Sunday came and it was over
Now she's got me twisted
Like an old beach roller coaster

She's like a song playin' over and over
In my mind, where I still hold her
I had the chance and I should've told her

When we spent that week wide open
Upside down beside the ocean
I should've known where it was goin'
Still tryin' to keep my heart on the tracks
And I should've known that kind of feelin'
Would last longer than that week did
Blown away and barely breathin'
When Sunday came and it was over
Now she's got me twisted
Yeah, I'm still twisted
Like that old beach roller coaster
Like that old beach roller coaster
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Get Me Some Of That lyrics - Cole Swindell

(originally by Thomas Rhett)

Yeah girl, been diggin' on you
Sippin' on drink number two
Tryin' to come up with somethin' smooth
And waitin' on the right time to make my move
But I just can't wait no more
Can't let you slip out that door
Prettiest thing I ever seen before
Got me spinnin' around, I ain't even on the dance floor

You're shakin' that money maker, like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' that I wanted so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
Yeah, I gotta get me some of that

Little more what you doin' right there
Swingin' your hips and slingin' your hair
Side to side with your drink in the air
Lord, have mercy, now, girl, I swear
I gotta get your number in my phone
I gotta get me some of you alone
We can worry 'bout it later on
Right now just keep makin' this my favorite song

You're shakin' that money maker, like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' that I wanted so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
Oh, yeah
Yeah, I gotta get me some of that

In my ride, by my side, down the highway
In the dark, in my arms, in your driveway
All because of that smile you threw my way
Yeah, girl, you got a way of

Shakin' that money maker, like a heart breaker, like your college major was
Twistin' and tearin' up Friday nights
Love the way you're wearin' those jeans so tight
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor, want it now and later
I never seen nothin' that I wanted so bad
Girl, I gotta get me, gotta get me some of that
I gotta get me some of that
Yeah, I gotta get me some of that

Yeah, swingin' your hips and slingin' your hair, girl

I gotta get me some of that
I bet your kiss is a soul saver, my favorite flavor
I want it now and later
Yeah
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Outta My Head lyrics - Cole Swindell

(originally by Craig Campbell)

I rode around long enough
With my windows down
Let that breeze roll in, carry your perfume out
I took your number and messages off my phone
Oh, but you ain't gone

Wish I could close my eyes and not have to see you smiling
Yeah, yeah, can't get you outta my head
You're dancing all around it, girl you got me surrounded
Yeah, yeah, can't get you outta my head
I got you off these walls, I got you outta my bed
But girl I'm no better off, can't get you outta my head

It's like your memory, has got a map of my mind
No matter where I go, you find me every time
Alone or in a crowd, I hear you whispering baby
And it's driving me crazy

Wish I could close my eyes and not have to see you smiling
Yeah, yeah, can't get you outta my head
You're dancing all around it, girl you got me surrounded
Yeah, yeah, can't get you outta my head
I got you off these walls, I got you outta my bed
But girl I'm no better off, can't get you outta my head

Damn, you're hard to forget
Oh oh oh

Yeah, wish I could close my eyes and not have to see you smiling
Yeah, yeah, can't get you outta my head
You're dancing all around it, girl, you still got me surrounded
Yeah, yeah, can't get you outta my head
I got you off these walls, I got you outta my bed
But, girl, I'm no better off, can't get you outta my head
You're nowhere close to being gone outta my head

You ain't gon outta my head

Girl, outta my head

No you ain't gone
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This Is How We Roll lyrics - Cole Swindell

(originally by Florida Georgia Line)

The mixtape's got a little Hank, little Drake
A little something bumping, thump, thumping on the wheel ride
The mix in our drink's a little stronger than you think
So get a grip, take a sip of that feel right
The truck's jacked up, flat bills flipped back
Yeah, you can find us where the party's at

This is how we roll
We hanging round singing out everything on the radio
We light it up with our hands up
This is how we roll
This is how we do
We're burning down the night shooting bullets at the moon, baby
This is how we roll

Yeah, baby, this is how we roll
We rollin' into town
With nothing else to do we take another lap around
Yeah, holler at your boy if you need a ride
If you roll with me, yeah, you know we rollin' high
Up on them 37 Nittos, windows tinted hard to see though
How fresh my baby is in the shotgun seat, oh
Them kisses are for me though, automatic like a free throw
This life I live it might not be for you but it's for me though

This is how we roll
We hanging round singing out everything on the radio
We light it up with our hands up
This is how we roll
This is how we do
When the world turns ugly I just turn and look at you, baby
This is how we roll
Let's roll!

We're proud to be young
We stick to our guns
We love who we love and we wanna have fun
We cuss on them Mondays
And pray on them Sundays
Pass it around and we dream of that one day

This is how we roll
We hanging round singing out everything on the radio
We light it up with our hands up
This is how we roll
This is how we ride
We slingin' up the mud, cuttin' through the countryside, baby
This is how we roll
Yeah

Yeah, this is how we roll
You know, this is how we roll
This is how we do
We're burning down the night shooting bullets at the moon, baby
This is how we roll
Yeah, this is how we roll
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Beer In The Headlights lyrics - Cole Swindell

(originally by Luke Bryan)

Honey suckle in the air, breeze blowing through your hair
Hundred stars hanging high, under your still tide
Up in every move you make, baby I'm your DJ
Your my favorite song, won't you let me sing-a-long

Yeah, sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips, girl your looking so
Fine, with your beer in the headlights

Heart beating like a drum, call me the lucky one
Shining these Hi-Beams on you baby, boots stiring up the dirt
Cottonfield concert, you got the beautiful, I got the cooler full

Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips, girl your looking so
Fine, with your beer in the headlights

With your beer in the headlights

Sittin' right here, out here in the middle of nowhere, nowhere
I swear I've never seen, ever seen nothing like you anywhere
(Ohhh ohh ohhh)
I got the key turned back, windows down, I'm turning it up and your
Spinnin' around, takin' a sip, swingin' your hips
Girl your looking so fine, with your beer in the headlights

Yeah, with your beer in the headlights
Yeah, girl, your looking so fine, with your beer in the headlights

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EP: Down Home Sessions III (2016)














 

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You've Got My Number lyrics - Cole Swindell

You know where I might be
Any given Saturday night
You know what dress to wear
How to make it look just right
When you walk by
How to smile like you just don't care

You know what drink I like
You know which songs I love
When you hit that dance floor
You know how to mess me up
How to make me love ya
No, girl, it just ain't fair

You've got my number
Yeah, baby, you know me
You've got me wonderin'
How good that end might be
If I could kiss you
Spend a little time with you, girl

You love to drive me
A hundred miles right out of my mind
You love to make me
Think what it might be like
If I could hold ya
But, no, you're just a tease
You've got my number
But you ain't callin' me

I know you remember
We shared that dance one night
Yeah, we got so close
Underneath that neon light
Then, it was over
You said you had to go

But I made you hold up
Put my number in your phone
I thought you'd hit me up
Later, when you got back home
But I never heard from you
And I'm still hangin' on

You've got my number
Yeah, baby, you know me
You've got me wonderin'
How good that end might be
If I could kiss you
Spend a little time with you, girl

You love to drive me
A hundred miles right out of my mind
You love to make me
Think what it might be like
If I could hold ya
But, no, you're just a tease
You've got my number
But you ain't callin' me

Yeah, you've got my number
But you act like
You don't even know me
And girl it ain't right
You push my buttons
And act like it ain't nothin', baby

You've got my number
Yeah, baby, you know me
You've got me wonderin'
How good that end might be
If I could kiss you
Spend a little time with you, girl

You love to drive me
A hundred miles right out of my mind
You love to make me
Think what it might be like
If I could hold ya
But, no, you're just a tease
You've got my number
But you ain't callin' me

Yeah, you've got me fallin'
But, girl, you ain't callin'
Ain't callin' me...
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