Halfway To Heaven (Deluxe) (2011)

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    Hell on Wheels

    So man you think you wanna run whiskey Roll with me Hell you better listen good and clear And if you gotta badge Or a big mouth brother You ain't got no business here Boy this here is a moonshine still Can't you smell that whiskey burn This is how the big dogs run Boy you're ridin' shotgun Buckle up, and let's have some fun Ridin' 95 down the highway Sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law I got the booze and the boot Move it over Bo Duke Make room for a real outlaw Duct tape on that license plate A six gun in the dash Is thunder in the hood Heaven from a still Lighter and a jar And brother I'm hell on wheels Said I'm hell on wheels Just nine more miles until the state line We're on time and we lost Barney's blues So you can open your eyes You done fine And danger's part of what we do Now when we make that drop We're gonna pop a top You gotta lesson left to learn It ain't wine, don't sip it Make it bubble when ya hit it Let it burn, baby, burn And we'll be ridin' 95 down the highway Sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law I got the booze in the boot Move it over Bo Duke Make room for a real outlaw Duct tape on that license plate A six gun in the dash Is thunder in the hood Heaven from a still Lighter and a jar And brother I'm hell on wheels Said I'm hell on wheels Ridin' 95 down the highway Sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law I got the booze in the boot Move it over Bo Duke Make room for a real outlaw Duct tape on that license plate A six gun in the dash Is thunder in the hood Heaven from a still Lighter and a jar Ridin' 95 down the highway Sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law I got the booze in the boot Move it over Bo Duke Make room for a real outlaw Duct tape on that license plate A six gun in the dash Is thunder in the hood Heaven from a still Lighter and a jar Brother I'm hell on wheels Said I'm hell on wheels Brother I'm hell on wheels yeah
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    Bending the Rules and Breaking the Law

    Growing up I was always mama's angel, Never thought I'd ever fall from grace. I was taught to walk with God and run from trouble, But I ran with a crowd that was bound to change my ways. Yeah I was proud to be in the bad news crowd, The one my mama warned me about, The closest thing to hell she's ever raised. But when I look back on those days, I know I'd never change a thing. I made mistakes that paved the way for the man I am today, I'm proud of 'em all, And I had a ball, Bending the rules and breaking the law. We were bad about sneaking out and shooting road signs. Throwing eggs and rolling every yard in town. Yeah, my claim to fame was a Babe Ruth swing on a mailbox. Yeah,the police just loved driving me around. 'Cause I was proud to be in the bad news crowd, The one my mama warned me about, The closest thing to hell she's ever raised. But when I look back on those days, I know I'd never change a thing. I made mistakes that paved the way for the man I am today, I'm proud of 'em all, And I had a ball, Bending the rules and breaking the law. You learn to walk the way you talk, And DUI means SOL, Respect is earned, You live and learn to pray. You learn to pray. Yeah, we were proud to be in the bad news crowd, One our mamas warned us about, The closest thing to hell they ever raised. But when we look back on those days, I know we'd never change a thing, We made mistakes that paved the way for the men we are today. We're proud of 'em y'all, And we had a ball, Bending the rules and breaking the law.
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    Back in the Day

    Mamma, she's still got that picture Of me and Katie on homecomin' night She looked pretty in that fancy dress But that girl was a barefoot blue jean princess A hand full of rocks and daddy's pine ladder Sure did come in handy For a teenage boy thinkin' all that mattered Was a kiss that taste like candy Back in the day we were wild and free She was my dashboard drummer Butterflies in the backseat Little footprints on my window Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside And four letters in a heart carved in a pine A little sun dress layin up there on the bank While the water washed our innocence away Back in the day Friday nights I'd look up there in the bleachers And I can see her, with my letter man's jacket on And I still got this scar here on my right hand From when Bobby told her she deserved a better man Aw.. She hung right with me down in panama city Raisin' hell on our senior trip and man ain't it funny it gets the best of me And I just can't forget I just can't forget Back in the day we were wild and free She was my dashboard drummer Butterflies in the backseat Little footprints on my window Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside And four letters in a heart carved in a pine A little sun dress layin up there on the bank While the water washed our innocence away Back in the day Summer was over College was callin' man I had to watch her leave But I still wonder if she ever thinks of me 'Cause back in the day we were wild and free She was my dashboard drummer Butterflies in the backseat Little footprints on my window Parkin' my Chevy by the riverside And four letters in a heart carved in a pine A little sun dress layin up there on the bank While the water washed our innocence away Feels like yesterday Back in the day Back in the day
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    My Kind of Crazy

    She says "Look baby I'm a rock star" Grabs my old guitar Playin' it upside down Dancin' around In front of our tv I can't see the ballgame So I just wave my lighter and say Yeah, rock on baby I'd rather watch you anyway But when you're done Can I come backstage And get you to sign your name On that zeppelin shirt of mine you're wearin' I'll never wash that thing again Yeah and she's my kinda crazy The little games she plays Lord they'll never get old She's too cute to get on my last nerve The way she throws her little fits Pokin' out her lip and bitin' mine when we kiss There ain't a fight that she can't win That's my baby And she's my kinda crazy You ought to see her in my pickup She's gotta have that radio up Bless her heart, she can't sit still Head in my lap, bare feet on the windshield Says, C'mon baby let me drive Now honey it's a stick shift Remember what you did last time Oh... She never let's me rest She keeps me up all night Known to roll me off the bed And steal the covers off my side But I hear, "Wake up sleepy head" And I open up my eyes And it's all worth the while That's my baby And she's my kinda crazy
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    Kick It In the Sticks

    Welcome to the home of the hillbilly Yeah, baby It's a land of barbed wire and moonshine whiskey Park your car before you get it stuck Go on, grab you a beer And get on up in the truck It's going down tonight It's all on me It's BYOB and I got all we need Yeah, boy, I'm 'bout to show me a city slicker How to kick it in the sticks with the critters down on Our side of the barbed wire Money grows in rows If it don't you're goin' broke So we We hang out by the bonfire Just some good ol' boys having a dang good time We crank it up (down here) We get loud (down here) Throwin' down in the dirty, dirty south (down here) Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks Jocks and bikers, they all came to kick it in the sticks So pop a top and drop a tailgate Yeah, we're crankin' up AC/DC, Hank, Skynyrd, and George Strait Where's the girls? 'Bout to call 'em up A little southern drawl said, "Hey trouble what's up? " It's goin' down tonight Now they're pullin' up We got the jacked up trucks slap covered in mud Bikini tops and Daisy Duke denim Hoppin' out singin 'Outlaw Women' down on Our side of the barbed wire Money grows in rows If it don't you're goin' broke So we We hang out by the bonfire Just the good ol' boys having a dang good time We crank it up (down here) We get loud (down here) Throwin' down in the dirty, dirty south (down here) Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks Jocks and bikers, they all came to kick it in the sticks Hey, boy, hit this Mason jar one time Burned you a little bit, didn't it? Ever been snipe huntin'? Come on We'll do a little frog giggin', cow tippin' How 'bout a little skinny dippin', bass fishin' Take it easy on the 'shine And stay away from other boys' women That's one damn good way for a man to get it whooped down These boys are tough down here Get your ass tore up down here And be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks Jocks and bikers, they all came Our side of the barbed wire Money grows in rows If it don't you're goin' broke So we We hang out by the bonfire Just the good ol' boys having a dang good time We crank it up (down here) We get loud (down here) Throwin' down in the dirty, dirty south (down here) Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks Jocks and bikers, they all came to kick it in the sticks
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    Halfway to Heaven

    There's a live oak tree you can still see off ol 129 you can see the scars its missin bark where it stopped my truck that night they say I took a swing at my best friend for tryin to take my keys next thing I knew I was upside down thinkin this is it for me when you see life flash before your eyes the good the bad the wrong the right fade into a bright white line shinin down on you your hangin on by a thread wondering which ones your last breath knowing theres so much you have left to do live your life a better man when youve been, halfway to heaven first thing I did was hug my momma I even hugged my dad told them both how much I love them never saw daddy cry like that started hangin out with my little brother man I never missed a game I'm in church every sunday mornin I pray everyday when you see life flash before your eyes the good the bad the wrong the right fade into a bright white line shinin down on you your hangin on by a thread wonderin which ones your last breath knowin theres so much you have left to do live your life a better man when you've been, halfway to heaven I wont waste, one minute yeah my life's changed and I'm gonna live it like I'm hangin on by a thread wondering which ones my last breath knowin theres so much I have left to do I live my life a better man I live my life a better man cuz I've been, halfway to heaven
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    Saving Amy

    Amy's got the letters I wrote My picture in a frame She's had a year to let go She's still wearin' my ring It hasn't left her finger since the night that I proposed When I promised her forever before I took her home But I never made it home that night Part of her died too I've watched her losin' her mind And there's nothin' I can do, oh Sometimes she goes crazy screamin' out my name Saying, "Baby please come save me." I wish she knew I'd do anything To kiss the tears right off her face Tell her everything's okay Feel her heart beat next to mine And make up for lost time Oh, but God I know I can't But You can't let her live this way It's too late for savin' me But there's still hope for savin' Amy Now 3 years have gone by She's finally livin' life And I still watch her sometimes Just to make sure she's alright She knows I'll always be there In her heart and in her dreams Cause God, I promised her forever and that's one promise I intend to keep And kiss the tears right off her face Tell her everything's okay Feel her heart beat next to mine And make up for lost time Oh, God I know I can't But you can't let her live this way It's too late for savin' me But there's still hope for savin' Amy Savin' Amy I'll kiss the tears right off her face When I walk her through these gates Feel her heart beat next to mine Make up for lost time And God I'll thank you everyday For giving her that ounce of faith That led her right back here to me And most of all for savin' Amy For savin' Amy Thank you God for savin' Amy For savin' Amy Thank you God for savin' Amy Savin' Amy yeah Savin' Amy Savin' Amy Savin' Amy Thank you God for savin' Amy
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    Country Must Be Country Wide

    I grew up south of the Mason Dixon Workin' spittin' huntin' and fishin' Stone cold country by the grace of God I was gasin' up the other day And an ol' boy pulled up with a license plate From Ohio I thought oh good lord he's lost From his wranglers to his boots He reminded me of Chris LeDoux And that Copenhagen smile Country must be country wide In every state There's a station Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon In foreign cars and four wheel drives There's cowboys and hillbillies From farm towns to big cities There ain't no doubt in my mind Country must be country wide It ain't where It's how you live We weren't raised to take We were raised to give The shirt off our back To anyone in need We bow our heads before we eat Before we start our day Before we fall asleep 'Cause in God we trust and we believe And we see what's wrong And we know what's right And ol' Hank he said it all When he said country folks can survive In every state There's a station Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon In foreign cars and four wheel drives There's cowboys and hillbillies From farm towns to big cities There ain't no doubt in my mind Country must be country wide In every state There's a station Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon In foreign cars and four wheel drives There's cowboys and hillbillies From farm towns to big cities There ain't no doubt in my mind Country must be country wide There ain't no doubt in my mind Country must be country wide
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    Take It Outside

    Back in the good old days They knew how to brawl I'm talkin' real gunslingers I'm talkin' real outlaws They'd saddle up and ride on into town When it was high noon in them old saloons You knew what was goin' down When they took it outside Took it outside When it was man to man Toe to toe You know they had to go Where nobody's gonna break it up Not until you've had enough And if you think you've got the guts Then lets take it outside If you think your man enough You really wanna knuckle up If you wanna shed a little blood then lets Take it outside Let's take it outside These days things have changed A lot of talk Lot of pushin' and shovin' Well if you wanna walk the walk Let's have some respect Got girls in here Just pay your tab And lay down your beer and let's take it outside Take it outside It's man to man Toe to toe You know we need to go We're all here for a good time But don't start no trouble 'Cause it won't be the first time I put a scar on my knuckles Now brother I don't mind I'll be glad to stomp your ass But if both of us walk out that door One of us ain't comin' back Let's take it outside
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    Them Boys

    Look at them boys in the back of that truck Somebody ought to jerk a knot in their butts Out ridin' around like they own this town That racket turned all the way up It's too early for school to let out and the Pastor's boy just threw a cigarette out I sure hope there ain't beer in them cups 'Cause our star quarterback's turnin' them up Them boys don't know one thing about life True love or trouble, struggle or strife They think it's all just fun and games Like laws and rules or balls and chains Treatin' little girls like hearts don't break Treatin' old men like hands don't shake I pray it's just a phase they're goin' through Yeah but what are we gonna do with them boys I heard ol' Franks grandson got caught With a case full of beer that Smith boy bought Y'all didn't hear all of this from me But I heard they got it with a fake i.d. Them boys Lookin' back on the times we shared From rock 'n roll to these rockin' chairs The same ones our granddads sat in By this old woodstove in this hardware store Talkin' the gossip the weather and war And how much trouble we were in Oh, you can bet they said back then They don't know a thing About love About life Them boys
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    Fall Into Me

    Look at them boys in the back of that truck Somebody ought to jerk a knot in their butts Out ridin' around like they own this town That racket turned all the way up It's too early for school to let out and the Pastor's boy just threw a cigarette out I sure hope there ain't beer in them cups 'Cause our star quarterback's turnin' them up Them boys don't know one thing about life True love or trouble, struggle or strife They think it's all just fun and games Like laws and rules or balls and chains Treatin' little girls like hearts don't break Treatin' old men like hands don't shake I pray it's just a phase they're goin' through Yeah but what are we gonna do with them boys I heard ol' Franks grandson got caught With a case full of beer that Smith boy bought Y'all didn't hear all of this from me But I heard they got it with a fake i.d. Them boys Lookin' back on the times we shared From rock 'n roll to these rockin' chairs The same ones our granddads sat in By this old woodstove in this hardware store Talkin' the gossip the weather and war And how much trouble we were in Oh, you can bet they said back then They don't know a thing About love About life Them boys
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    Dirt Road Anthem (Revisited) [feat. Colt Ford]

    [Brantley Gilbert:] yeah I'm chillin on a dirt road. Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin in the console. Memory Lane up in the headlights. got me reminiscing on the good times said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right hittin easy street on mud tires [Colt Ford:] back in the day Potts' farm was the place to go load the truck up hit the dirt road Jump the barbwire, spread the word light the bon fire , then call the girls king in the can, and the Marlboro man Jack and Jim were a few good men we learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too better watch out for the boys in blue and all this small town he said she said it aint as funny how rumors spread like i know somethin ya'll dont know man this shit is gettin old man mind your business watch your mouth before i have to knock your loud ass out no time for talkin ya'll aint listenin them old dirt road is what ya'll missing [Brantley Gilbert:] yeah I'm chillin on a dirt road. Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin in the console. Memory Lane up in the headlights. got me reminiscing on the good times said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right hittin easy street on mud tires [Colt Ford:] I sit back and think about them good ole days the way we were raised and our southern ways we like corn bread and biscuits and if its broke round here we fix it see i can take ya'll where you need to go down to my hood or back in them woods we do it different round here thats right but we sure do it good and we do it all night so if you really wanna know how it feels to get off the road and truck with four wheels jump on in tell ya friends that well be raisin hell where the black top ends [Brantley Gilbert:] yeah I'm chillin on a dirt road. Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin in the console. Memory Lane up in the headlights. got me reminiscing on the good times said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right hittin easy street on mud tires [Brantley Gilbert:] I was brought up in a small town in North Georgia raised on southern baptist morals in a front row pew for the Sunday roll call now everybody praise the lord i grew up learned how to hunt and fish bust a 12 gauge pump and not miss a life without work that's just a myth never listen when they talkin shit my dad taught me how to stand my ground be a man boy and never back down don't start up something but if he's talking trash you better throw the first punch and whip his ass now be somebody, make a name for yourself life is hard, you go through hell there comes a time when you've got to slow down that's what we doing lets go [Brantley Gilbert:] yeah I'm chillin on a dirt road. Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin in the console. Memory Lane up in the headlights. got me reminiscing on the good times said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right hittin easy street on mud tires
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    More Than Miles

    Maybe I should take that picture off the dashboard Before her memory hits the brakes and takes the wheel Yeah I bet she's still crying on that front porch Yeah, this time it's gonna take some time to heal [Chorus:] Cause I'm on my way to Tennessee Singing "Georgia On My Mind" Chasing what they say's a dream Thinking maybe it ain't mine Cause that girl's in every song I sing She's in every song I write And that six string ridin' in her seat Won't keep me warm tonight God what am I supposed to do? There's more than miles in my rearview Well, I'm headed north to what I swore I wanted And trying not to buy into my doubts But I just can't seem to keep myself from wondering Why I'm jealous of all them headlights headed south [Chorus:] Cause I'm on my way to Tennessee Singing "Georgia On My Mind" Chasing what they says a dream Thinking maybe it ain't mine Cause that girl's in every song I sing She's in every song I write And that six string ridin' in her seat Won't keep me warm tonight God what am I supposed to do? There's still more than miles in my rearview Yeah, more than miles Yeah, I've been changing lanes without my mirrors Cause every time I look behind me I see her I think I just realized how much I need her (damn) [Chorus:] So I'm turning back for Georgia Stopping short of Tennessee I can't put my dreams before her Man, I need her with me Cause that girl's in every song I sing She's in every song I write And that six string ridin' in her seat Can sleep in the back tonight Now I know what I'm supposed to do, yeah There's still more than miles in my rear view More than miles, yeah More than miles
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    You Don't Know Her Like I Do

    Hey old friend, thanks for callin' It's good to know somebody cares Yeah she's gone, but I don't feel like talkin' It might be just too much to bear To hear somebody say it stops hurting Or to hear somebody say she ain't worth it 'Cause you don't know her like I do You'll never understand You don't know we've been through That girl's my best friend And there's no way you're gonna help me She's the only one who can No, you don't know how much I've got to lose You don't know her like I do I can't forget, I'm drowning in these memories It fills my soul with all the little things And I can't cope, it's like a death inside the family It's like she stole my way to breathe So don't try to tell me I'll stop hurting And don't try to tell me she ain't worth it Cause you don't know her like I do You'll never understand You don't know we've been through That girl's my best friend And there's no way you're gonna help me She's the only one who can No, you don't know how much I've got to lose You don't know her like I do You don't know her like I do You'll never understand You don't know we've been through That girl's my best friend There's no way you're gonna help me She's the only one who can No, you don't know how much I've got to lose No, you'll never know how much I've got to lose You don't know her like I do Not like I do Never understand That girl's my best friend That girl's my best friend That girl's my best friend.
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    Hell On An Angel

    They say I was baptized in dirty water By the hands of the devil himself Between the banks of a whiskey river Beside the highway to hell I got scars on my heart and knuckles I got debts that I ain't pay Yeah but I got a blessing that was sent down from heaven, Baby you're my saving grace Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up, You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten, You've got a sinner down on his knees It had to be hell on an angel Lovin' the devil out of me Tell me how did you get under this leather skin I wear Beneath the callouses and tattoos around the walls I built down there To this heart I've long kept guarded, all alone I was free to fly But it takes an angel to fly with a free bird Baby we've got the sky Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up, You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten, You've got a sinner down on his knees It had to be hell on an angel Lovin' the devil out of me Hell on an angel Come on boys Girl you've got an outlaw, ready to lay down all my guns A dirty old hound dog, learnin' new tricks like cuddlin' up, You've got a hellcat purrin' like a kitten, You've got a sinner down on his knees It had to be hell on an angel Lovin' the devil out of me
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    Lie Baby Lie

    It's three in the morning I haven't slept all night I'm looking like some crazy fool sitting by this TV light You lied to me baby You lied to me girl But the truth is I still love you But I don't know if I still should And now each and every day I gotta get away from the pain And I go driving 90 down that old back road Screaming curses at you woman For all the lies that you told And then I take one hand off the wheel And I shake it at the sky And then I slam the dashboard screaming Lie baby lie I passed the wreckage of a broken home I just hung my head and laughed I'd rather have brick and stone In pieces on the ground than pieces of my heart Our house is just as broken Now you made it fall apart And now each and everyday I gotta get away from the pain And I go driving 90 down that old back road Screaming curses at you woman For all the lies that you told Then I take one hand off the wheel And I shake it at the sky And hen I slam the dashboard screaming Lie baby lie (ohhooo) This house is lonely This bed is cold My hearts been busted And this is getting so old It's easy to tell you when you're asleep That it's hard to heal when it runs so deep And now each and everyday I gotta get away from the pain Now each and everyday I gotta get away from the pain Now each and everyday I gotta get away from the pain Now each and everyday I gotta get away from the pain And I go driving 90 down that old back road Screaming curses at you woman For all the lies that you told Then I take one hand off the wheel And I shake it at the sky And then I slam the dashboard screaming Lie baby lie Oh, screaming lie baby lie Lie baby lie, yeah Screaming lie baby lie