Get ready for the big revival
Get ready for the big revival
Get ready for the big revival
Everybody get in the van
There's a little church on Eagle Mountain
It's called The Blood of the Blessed Land
If your faith ain't strong enough, child, you might wind up dead
Praise the Lord and pass me a Copperhead
Now Reverend Jones, he struts and dances
While the guitar plays Amazing Grace
He testifies in tongues of fire
With tears of joy running down his face
He ain't sure and we ain't sure exactly what he said
But praise the Lord and pass me a Copperhead
You won't find many hypocrites that'll take the chance on getting bit
But a true believer can survive rattlesnakes and cyanide
Now when you hold that deadly viper
Keep the holy spirit in your mind
Do not lose your concentration
That serpent's surely bound to strike
Either way you won't forget the first time that you said
Praise the Lord and pass me a Copperhead
Praise the Lord and pass me a Copperhead
Kenny Chesney - The Big Revival Album Lyrics
Kenny Chesney - The Big Revival Lyrics
Writer: DENNIS LINDE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Drink It Up
Drink it up, don't waste a drop
Squeeze every second out of that old clock
Kick it back man, enjoy the ride
Keep living every day like it's Saturday night
Cause you only get so much lightning in the bottle
Only so many times you get to feel like this
Light it up, burn it out, that's what life's all about
Man, you can't just take a little sip, fill your cup, drink it up
Oh, drink it up
Let it roll, let the big wheels turn
Sling a little gravel going through those curves
You and me, we've gotta soak it in
Keep it cranking like this party's gonna never end
Cause you only get so much lightning in the bottle
Only so many times you get to feel like this
Light it up, burn it out, that's what life's all about
Man, you can't just take a little sip, fill your cup, drink it up
Oh, drink it up
Get it while you can, take it to the limit
Live out every single minute while you're in it
Cause you only get so much lightning in the bottle
Only so many times you get to feel like this
Light it up, burn it out, that's what life's all about
Man, you can't just take a little sip, fill your cup
Cause you only get so much lightning in the bottle
Only so many times you get to feel like this
Light it up, burn it out, that's what life's all about
Man, you can't just take a little sip, fill your cup, drink it up
Oh, drink it up
Come on and drink it up
Squeeze every second out of that old clock
Kick it back man, enjoy the ride
Keep living every day like it's Saturday night
Cause you only get so much lightning in the bottle
Only so many times you get to feel like this
Light it up, burn it out, that's what life's all about
Man, you can't just take a little sip, fill your cup, drink it up
Oh, drink it up
Let it roll, let the big wheels turn
Sling a little gravel going through those curves
You and me, we've gotta soak it in
Keep it cranking like this party's gonna never end
Cause you only get so much lightning in the bottle
Only so many times you get to feel like this
Light it up, burn it out, that's what life's all about
Man, you can't just take a little sip, fill your cup, drink it up
Oh, drink it up
Get it while you can, take it to the limit
Live out every single minute while you're in it
Cause you only get so much lightning in the bottle
Only so many times you get to feel like this
Light it up, burn it out, that's what life's all about
Man, you can't just take a little sip, fill your cup
Cause you only get so much lightning in the bottle
Only so many times you get to feel like this
Light it up, burn it out, that's what life's all about
Man, you can't just take a little sip, fill your cup, drink it up
Oh, drink it up
Come on and drink it up
Writer: DAVID LEE MURPHY, RODNEY DALE CLAWSON, VICKY LYNN MCGEHEE
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, CAROL VINCENT & ASSOC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, CAROL VINCENT & ASSOC LLC
Til It's Gone
Got nowhere to go and all night to get there
But I'm going there with you
Tonight we're running on luck
If we're gonna use it all up
There's only one thing left to do
Gonna take a deep breath and hold it in
Twirl you around 'til my head spins
Kiss that lipstick and wear it thin 'til it's gone, 'til it's gone
Break every rule we ever learned
Kick back and watch the big wheels turn
Light up the night and let it burn 'til it's gone
'Til it's gone, 'til it's gone
You look way too good
And this feels way too right
It'd been way too long to start
And it's sure worth drinking to
So baby here's to you
I don't wanna waste a drop
Gonna take a deep breath and hold it in
Twirl you around 'til my head spins
Kiss that lipstick and wear it thin 'til it's gone, 'til it's gone
Break every rule we ever learned
Kick back and watch the big wheels turn
Light up the night and let it burn 'til it's gone
'Til it's gone, 'til it's gone
One life, one chance
One ticket to the big dance
You and me still holding on
Right down to the last song
Gonna take a deep breath and hold it in
Twirl you around 'til my head spins
Kiss that lipstick and wear it thin 'til it's gone, 'til it's gone
Break every rule we ever learned
Kick back and watch the big wheels turn
Light up the night and let it burn 'til it's gone
'Til it's gone, 'til it's gone
Yeah, 'til it's gone
You're sure worth drinking to
Baby, here's to you
I don't wanna waste a drop
I'm gonna drink it all up
'Til it's gone, 'til it's gone, it's gone
But I'm going there with you
Tonight we're running on luck
If we're gonna use it all up
There's only one thing left to do
Gonna take a deep breath and hold it in
Twirl you around 'til my head spins
Kiss that lipstick and wear it thin 'til it's gone, 'til it's gone
Break every rule we ever learned
Kick back and watch the big wheels turn
Light up the night and let it burn 'til it's gone
'Til it's gone, 'til it's gone
You look way too good
And this feels way too right
It'd been way too long to start
And it's sure worth drinking to
So baby here's to you
I don't wanna waste a drop
Gonna take a deep breath and hold it in
Twirl you around 'til my head spins
Kiss that lipstick and wear it thin 'til it's gone, 'til it's gone
Break every rule we ever learned
Kick back and watch the big wheels turn
Light up the night and let it burn 'til it's gone
'Til it's gone, 'til it's gone
One life, one chance
One ticket to the big dance
You and me still holding on
Right down to the last song
Gonna take a deep breath and hold it in
Twirl you around 'til my head spins
Kiss that lipstick and wear it thin 'til it's gone, 'til it's gone
Break every rule we ever learned
Kick back and watch the big wheels turn
Light up the night and let it burn 'til it's gone
'Til it's gone, 'til it's gone
Yeah, 'til it's gone
You're sure worth drinking to
Baby, here's to you
I don't wanna waste a drop
I'm gonna drink it all up
'Til it's gone, 'til it's gone, it's gone
Writer: DAVID LEE MURPHY, JIMMY YEARY, RODNEY CLAWSON
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
American Kids
Doublewide Quick Stop midnight T-top
Jack in her Cherry Coke town
Momma and daddy put their roots right here
'Cause this is where the car broke down
Yellow dog school bus kickin' up red dust
Pickin' us up by a barbed wire fence
MTV on the RCA, no A/C in the vents
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots
New York to LA
We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin'
Baby, come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growin' up in little pink houses
Makin' out on living room couches
Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night
A little messed up, but we're all alright
Baptist church parkin' lot, tryin' not to get caught
Take her home and give her your jacket
Makin' it to second base, but sayin' you went all the way
Monday afternoon at practice
Sisters got a boyfriend daddy doesn't like
Now he's sittin' out back, 30/30 in his lap
In the blue bug zapper light
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots
New York to LA
We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin'
Baby, come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growin' up in little pink houses
Makin' out on living room couches
Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night
A little messed up, but we're all alright
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots
New York to LA
We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin'
Baby, come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growin' up in little pink houses
Makin' out on living room couches
Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night
A little messed up, but we're all alright
Jack in her Cherry Coke town
Momma and daddy put their roots right here
'Cause this is where the car broke down
Yellow dog school bus kickin' up red dust
Pickin' us up by a barbed wire fence
MTV on the RCA, no A/C in the vents
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots
New York to LA
We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin'
Baby, come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growin' up in little pink houses
Makin' out on living room couches
Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night
A little messed up, but we're all alright
Baptist church parkin' lot, tryin' not to get caught
Take her home and give her your jacket
Makin' it to second base, but sayin' you went all the way
Monday afternoon at practice
Sisters got a boyfriend daddy doesn't like
Now he's sittin' out back, 30/30 in his lap
In the blue bug zapper light
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots
New York to LA
We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin'
Baby, come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growin' up in little pink houses
Makin' out on living room couches
Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night
A little messed up, but we're all alright
We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots
New York to LA
We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin'
Baby, come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growin' up in little pink houses
Makin' out on living room couches
Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night
A little messed up, but we're all alright
Writer: Luke Laird, Rodney Clawson, Shane Mcanally
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wild Child
Looks like royal in a thrift store dress
Keeps my heart and her hair a mess
She goes where the wind suggests she goes, who knows
Got a spirit that can't be tamed
She's a calico pony on an open plain
I know I'll never be the same no more, for sure
She's a wild child
Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy wild style
She can't be tied down but for a while
I'll be falling free and so in love
Might break my heart but God she drives me wild child
You've never heard of her favorite band unless you
Been to Bonnaroo or Burning Man
She's Penny Lane in a Chevy van, she loves to love
She loves me wild child
Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy wild style
She can't be tied down but for a while
I'll be falling free and so in love
Might break my heart but God she drives me wild child
She'll be here until she runs
Some just have to chase the sun
She's a wild child
Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy wild style
She can't be tied down but for a while
I'll be falling free and so in love
Might break my heart but God she drives me wild child
A kaleidoscope of colors in her mind child
A touch of crazy hides behind her wild smile
So simple yet experimental
Innocent but still a little wild child
Wild child
Keeps my heart and her hair a mess
She goes where the wind suggests she goes, who knows
Got a spirit that can't be tamed
She's a calico pony on an open plain
I know I'll never be the same no more, for sure
She's a wild child
Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy wild style
She can't be tied down but for a while
I'll be falling free and so in love
Might break my heart but God she drives me wild child
You've never heard of her favorite band unless you
Been to Bonnaroo or Burning Man
She's Penny Lane in a Chevy van, she loves to love
She loves me wild child
Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy wild style
She can't be tied down but for a while
I'll be falling free and so in love
Might break my heart but God she drives me wild child
She'll be here until she runs
Some just have to chase the sun
She's a wild child
Got a rebel soul with a whole lot of gypsy wild style
She can't be tied down but for a while
I'll be falling free and so in love
Might break my heart but God she drives me wild child
A kaleidoscope of colors in her mind child
A touch of crazy hides behind her wild smile
So simple yet experimental
Innocent but still a little wild child
Wild child
Writer: KENNY CHESNEY, SHANE MCANALLY, JOSH OSBORNE
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Beer Can Chicken
Seems like everything that's good in life, you've gotta wait for
A cane pole bobber dancing on the lake in Tennessee
And it's like sitting there real early just to watch the morning sunrise
All I know is what it does to me
It's like Friday night working on a three day weekend
There's something in a jar just made for sipping
It's feeling like a feel good time-bomb ticking
Standing round waiting on beer can chicken
It's the little things that make life worth living
That old jam box playing in the background takes me somewhere
Back to some old late night country highway radio
I've got all my friends hanging out, sitting right here with me
When I get this old feeling I just know
It's like Friday night working on a three day weekend
There's something in a jar just made for sipping
It's feeling like a feel good time-bomb ticking
Standing round waiting on beer can chicken
It's the little things that make life worth living
Would you look at this night that we've been given
It's the little things that make life worth living
Would you look at this night that we've been given
It makes life worth living
It's like Friday night working on a three day weekend
There's something in a jar just made for sipping
It's feeling like a feel good time-bomb ticking
Standing round waiting on beer can chicken
It's the little things that make life worth living
Turn it up, let's go
Pretty girl dancing barefoot by the sea shore
Dirt track, turn four
Pedal to the metal, gonna show you what we're here for
Six strings, good songs
Old wooden boat with a skull and crossbones
Full moon, that's right
Green grass, good laughs, just waiting on high tide
And beer can chicken
Just look at this life that we've been given
A cane pole bobber dancing on the lake in Tennessee
And it's like sitting there real early just to watch the morning sunrise
All I know is what it does to me
It's like Friday night working on a three day weekend
There's something in a jar just made for sipping
It's feeling like a feel good time-bomb ticking
Standing round waiting on beer can chicken
It's the little things that make life worth living
That old jam box playing in the background takes me somewhere
Back to some old late night country highway radio
I've got all my friends hanging out, sitting right here with me
When I get this old feeling I just know
It's like Friday night working on a three day weekend
There's something in a jar just made for sipping
It's feeling like a feel good time-bomb ticking
Standing round waiting on beer can chicken
It's the little things that make life worth living
Would you look at this night that we've been given
It's the little things that make life worth living
Would you look at this night that we've been given
It makes life worth living
It's like Friday night working on a three day weekend
There's something in a jar just made for sipping
It's feeling like a feel good time-bomb ticking
Standing round waiting on beer can chicken
It's the little things that make life worth living
Turn it up, let's go
Pretty girl dancing barefoot by the sea shore
Dirt track, turn four
Pedal to the metal, gonna show you what we're here for
Six strings, good songs
Old wooden boat with a skull and crossbones
Full moon, that's right
Green grass, good laughs, just waiting on high tide
And beer can chicken
Just look at this life that we've been given
Writer: ROSS COPPERMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CAROL VINCENT & ASSOC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CAROL VINCENT & ASSOC LLC
Rock Bottom
She was gone,
Long gone this morning,
She left a note
Said I'm out of here,
Adios my dear and that was all she wrote
I tried to hang with the hank wasn't tough enough
Could twang the pain
But the flat was scrubbed
Had to keep on drinking,
Keep on sinking down, down,
Down, down, down to the good stuff
'Til I hit rock bottom, and I cranked it up
I hit that water back with a monster stack
And a kick, kick, kick drum kicking my butt
Got a Cali chick, checking out this hit
Spitting out Back In Black
I hit rock bottom,
Started bouncing back
Started bouncing back,
She's flying high tonight,
Just across town
There's a lone hillbilly playing stardust willy
Wasn't even getting off the ground
Tried to hang with the hang but I had to stop
Got shot with the Jay Cash needle drop
Couldn't walk the line
So I just kept shining down, down
Down, down, down to the juke box
'Til I hit rock bottom, and I cranked it up
I hit that water back with a monster stack
And a kick, kick, kick drum kicking my butt
Got a Cali chick, checking out this hit
Spitting out Back In Black
I hit rock bottom,
Started bouncing back
'Til I hit rock bottom, and I cranked it up
I hit that water back with a monster stack
And a kick, kick, kick drum kicking my butt
Got a Cali chick, checking out this hit
Spitting out Back In Black
I hit rock bottom,
Started bouncing back
Started bouncing back
Long gone this morning,
She left a note
Said I'm out of here,
Adios my dear and that was all she wrote
I tried to hang with the hank wasn't tough enough
Could twang the pain
But the flat was scrubbed
Had to keep on drinking,
Keep on sinking down, down,
Down, down, down to the good stuff
'Til I hit rock bottom, and I cranked it up
I hit that water back with a monster stack
And a kick, kick, kick drum kicking my butt
Got a Cali chick, checking out this hit
Spitting out Back In Black
I hit rock bottom,
Started bouncing back
Started bouncing back,
She's flying high tonight,
Just across town
There's a lone hillbilly playing stardust willy
Wasn't even getting off the ground
Tried to hang with the hang but I had to stop
Got shot with the Jay Cash needle drop
Couldn't walk the line
So I just kept shining down, down
Down, down, down to the juke box
'Til I hit rock bottom, and I cranked it up
I hit that water back with a monster stack
And a kick, kick, kick drum kicking my butt
Got a Cali chick, checking out this hit
Spitting out Back In Black
I hit rock bottom,
Started bouncing back
'Til I hit rock bottom, and I cranked it up
I hit that water back with a monster stack
And a kick, kick, kick drum kicking my butt
Got a Cali chick, checking out this hit
Spitting out Back In Black
I hit rock bottom,
Started bouncing back
Started bouncing back
Writer: DRAGSTREM MATTHEW PETERS, WISEMAN CRAIG MICHAEL
Copyright: Lyrics © ROUND HILL SONGS
Copyright: Lyrics © ROUND HILL SONGS
Dont It
13 in the thick of a cornfield
I learned to fight, keep roads tied, and not chill
Never did change, stayed strange, hopped a train
My first chance I got out of SmallVille
Life has it's way of movin' you on, don't it?
My first stop was a pawn shop
Dropped a pretty penny for a cheap fender with a song in it
I had a quick right hand, and an old band
I thought good friends would make a good band
Life has it's way of provin' you wrong, don't it?
I've been right and I've been wrong
Somewhere in between for so long
Live the night, miss the light, and I've been shown it
Life has it's way of keepin' you strong, don't it?
So there I was, a long way from nowhere
Fried mind, spare time and a blank stare
I was just numb enough not to feel a thang
After all we didn't share a set of rings
Besides, how bad could it be!
She never found out I'd never come clean
Life has it's way of leadin' you on, don't it?
I've been right and I've been wrong
Somewhere in between for so long
Live the night, miss the light, and I've been shown it
Life has it's way of keepin' you strong, don't it?
Well now, have you ever been down the old back road?
On time borrowed
It's a trip, it's a bitch, it's an on and off light switch
Nobody follows
Everybody's got their own past
Skeletons to stash, don't look back if you do laugh
Life has it's way of movin' you on, don't it?
I learned to fight, keep roads tied, and not chill
Never did change, stayed strange, hopped a train
My first chance I got out of SmallVille
Life has it's way of movin' you on, don't it?
My first stop was a pawn shop
Dropped a pretty penny for a cheap fender with a song in it
I had a quick right hand, and an old band
I thought good friends would make a good band
Life has it's way of provin' you wrong, don't it?
I've been right and I've been wrong
Somewhere in between for so long
Live the night, miss the light, and I've been shown it
Life has it's way of keepin' you strong, don't it?
So there I was, a long way from nowhere
Fried mind, spare time and a blank stare
I was just numb enough not to feel a thang
After all we didn't share a set of rings
Besides, how bad could it be!
She never found out I'd never come clean
Life has it's way of leadin' you on, don't it?
I've been right and I've been wrong
Somewhere in between for so long
Live the night, miss the light, and I've been shown it
Life has it's way of keepin' you strong, don't it?
Well now, have you ever been down the old back road?
On time borrowed
It's a trip, it's a bitch, it's an on and off light switch
Nobody follows
Everybody's got their own past
Skeletons to stash, don't look back if you do laugh
Life has it's way of movin' you on, don't it?
Writer: BRENT PATRICK COBB, RICHARD CHASE MCGILL
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Save It For A Rainy Day
It's no secret that lately there ain't no escape
And that I've been waking up alone
Just me and the TV and a sinking feeling
That you ain't ever coming home
But today, the tears ain't gonna hit the floor
Cause the boat's in the bay and it's calling my name
So I'm heading on out the door
Cause the sun's too bright, the sky's too blue
Beer's too cold to be thinking bout you
Gonna take this heartbreak and tuck it away
Save it for a rainy day
When I turned the ignition I knew I'd been missing
The feel of the wind on my face
I was stuck in a habit of wondering what happened
Too busy takin' all the blame
Got a drink, or two, it's a fool proof remedy
It's a beautiful world with a beautiful girl
Kinda making eyes at me
Cause the sun's too bright, the sky's too blue
Beer's too cold to be thinking bout you
Gonna take this heartbreak and tuck it away
Save it for a rainy day
Yeah, the music's too good, my friends are all out
And they're all too high to be bringing them down
If they ask about you, I've got nothing to say
I'll save it for a rainy day
There'll be plenty of time for what if's and why's
And how'd I let you get away
But the lying in bed all stuck in my head
Is just gonna have to wait
Cause the sun's too bright, the sky's too blue
Beer's too cold to be thinking bout you
Gonna take this heartbreak and tuck it away
Save it for a rainy day
Yeah, the music's too good, my friends are all out
And they're all too high to be bringing them down
If they ask about you, I've got nothing to say
I'll save it for a rainy day
Gonna take this heartbreak and tuck it away
Save it for a rainy day
Save it for a rainy day
And that I've been waking up alone
Just me and the TV and a sinking feeling
That you ain't ever coming home
But today, the tears ain't gonna hit the floor
Cause the boat's in the bay and it's calling my name
So I'm heading on out the door
Cause the sun's too bright, the sky's too blue
Beer's too cold to be thinking bout you
Gonna take this heartbreak and tuck it away
Save it for a rainy day
When I turned the ignition I knew I'd been missing
The feel of the wind on my face
I was stuck in a habit of wondering what happened
Too busy takin' all the blame
Got a drink, or two, it's a fool proof remedy
It's a beautiful world with a beautiful girl
Kinda making eyes at me
Cause the sun's too bright, the sky's too blue
Beer's too cold to be thinking bout you
Gonna take this heartbreak and tuck it away
Save it for a rainy day
Yeah, the music's too good, my friends are all out
And they're all too high to be bringing them down
If they ask about you, I've got nothing to say
I'll save it for a rainy day
There'll be plenty of time for what if's and why's
And how'd I let you get away
But the lying in bed all stuck in my head
Is just gonna have to wait
Cause the sun's too bright, the sky's too blue
Beer's too cold to be thinking bout you
Gonna take this heartbreak and tuck it away
Save it for a rainy day
Yeah, the music's too good, my friends are all out
And they're all too high to be bringing them down
If they ask about you, I've got nothing to say
I'll save it for a rainy day
Gonna take this heartbreak and tuck it away
Save it for a rainy day
Save it for a rainy day
Writer: BRAD FRANCIS TURSI, ANDREW M DORFF, MATTHEW THOMAS RAMSEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CALHOUN ENTERPRISES
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CALHOUN ENTERPRISES
Flora-Bama
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
'Bout to open up a big old can of
Good times, unwind
Fall in and out of love in the same night
In the same night
There's ball caps, photographs, dollar bills, and bras
License plates from every state nailed up to the wall
Spring breakers, heart breakers, already getting loud
Talledega's on the big screen, don't it make you proud?
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
'Bout to open up a big old can of
Good times, unwind
Fall in and out of love in the same night
Can't say I got a whole lot of cares
I'm in the red neck Riviera
It's getting crazy, getting hammered
Sitting right here at the Flora-Bama
At the Flora-Bama
There's high tide, low tide, years of history
Hurricanes with different names that almost took the beach
A sign that says "live your life" just for inspiration
Gonna raise a lot of hell tonight in the, in the no shoes nation
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
'Bout to open up a big old can of
Good times, unwind
Fall in and out of love in the same night
Can't say I got a whole lot of cares
I'm in the red neck Riviera
It's getting crazy, getting hammered
Sitting right here at the Flora-Bama
At the Flora-Bama
Got your Who Dat, go Vols, roll tide and the Seminoles
Bulldogs, war eagle, green eyed gator that's barely legal
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
'Bout to open up a big old can of
Good times, unwind
Fall in and out of love in the same night
Can't say I got a whole lot of cares
I'm in the red neck Riviera
It's getting crazy, getting hammered
Sitting right here at the Flora-Bama
At the Flora-Bama
Don't it feel good?
Don't it feel good?
Yeah, don't it feel good? (Feel good)
At the Flora-Bama
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
'Bout to open up a big old can of
Good times, unwind
Fall in and out of love in the same night
In the same night
There's ball caps, photographs, dollar bills, and bras
License plates from every state nailed up to the wall
Spring breakers, heart breakers, already getting loud
Talledega's on the big screen, don't it make you proud?
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
'Bout to open up a big old can of
Good times, unwind
Fall in and out of love in the same night
Can't say I got a whole lot of cares
I'm in the red neck Riviera
It's getting crazy, getting hammered
Sitting right here at the Flora-Bama
At the Flora-Bama
There's high tide, low tide, years of history
Hurricanes with different names that almost took the beach
A sign that says "live your life" just for inspiration
Gonna raise a lot of hell tonight in the, in the no shoes nation
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
'Bout to open up a big old can of
Good times, unwind
Fall in and out of love in the same night
Can't say I got a whole lot of cares
I'm in the red neck Riviera
It's getting crazy, getting hammered
Sitting right here at the Flora-Bama
At the Flora-Bama
Got your Who Dat, go Vols, roll tide and the Seminoles
Bulldogs, war eagle, green eyed gator that's barely legal
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
'Bout to open up a big old can of
Good times, unwind
Fall in and out of love in the same night
Can't say I got a whole lot of cares
I'm in the red neck Riviera
It's getting crazy, getting hammered
Sitting right here at the Flora-Bama
At the Flora-Bama
Don't it feel good?
Don't it feel good?
Yeah, don't it feel good? (Feel good)
At the Flora-Bama
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
Sitting here at the Flora-Bama
Writer: David Lee Murphy, Kenneth Chesney, Ross Copperman
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CAROL VINCENT & ASSOC LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CAROL VINCENT & ASSOC LLC
If This Bus Could Talk
He was there when I started,
In Knoxville Tennessee
Hope none for patty and loveless,
November of ninety-three
Full of friends, mom, and uncle Butch
And the crowd was really small
He'd say I was a scared kid,
If this bus could talk
Some nights we'd dance with the devil
Some nights we'd pray to the Lord
Between vibrant passes and rubber arena glasses
He was never really bored
We were starry eyed dreamers,
Bouncing off the wall
And all the stories he could tell,
If this bus could talk
He'd sing of pool halls in Texas
And have a corn dog in county fair
Girls that we made cry,
Some crowds that didn't care
And Bobby road us down in Bama
He kept rocking through it all
All the stories he could tell,
If this bus could talk
Late night conversations,
Full of drunk philosophy
On politics and religion,
Football and family
The lovers that we missed,
And the lovers that we lost
All the secrets he could share
If this bus could talk
He'd seen Virginia Beach,
Caught in a hurricane
He roads I wish I never met
But he ain't naming names
We learned the code of the road at the grizzly rose
When we had a bone
All the stories he could serve
If this bus could talk
Many years of summers,
And I hope it never ends
Been down so many highways,
Full of twists and turns and bends
We caught lightning in a bottle,
Somehow we survived it all
All the stories he could tell,
If this bus could talk
As I leave the stage,
Still high from your applause
He'd tell you that I love you,
If this bus could talk
If this bus could talk
If this bus could talk
If this bus could talk
In Knoxville Tennessee
Hope none for patty and loveless,
November of ninety-three
Full of friends, mom, and uncle Butch
And the crowd was really small
He'd say I was a scared kid,
If this bus could talk
Some nights we'd dance with the devil
Some nights we'd pray to the Lord
Between vibrant passes and rubber arena glasses
He was never really bored
We were starry eyed dreamers,
Bouncing off the wall
And all the stories he could tell,
If this bus could talk
He'd sing of pool halls in Texas
And have a corn dog in county fair
Girls that we made cry,
Some crowds that didn't care
And Bobby road us down in Bama
He kept rocking through it all
All the stories he could tell,
If this bus could talk
Late night conversations,
Full of drunk philosophy
On politics and religion,
Football and family
The lovers that we missed,
And the lovers that we lost
All the secrets he could share
If this bus could talk
He'd seen Virginia Beach,
Caught in a hurricane
He roads I wish I never met
But he ain't naming names
We learned the code of the road at the grizzly rose
When we had a bone
All the stories he could serve
If this bus could talk
Many years of summers,
And I hope it never ends
Been down so many highways,
Full of twists and turns and bends
We caught lightning in a bottle,
Somehow we survived it all
All the stories he could tell,
If this bus could talk
As I leave the stage,
Still high from your applause
He'd tell you that I love you,
If this bus could talk
If this bus could talk
If this bus could talk
If this bus could talk
Writer: KENNETH CHESNEY, TOM DOUGLAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Big Revival is the sixteenth studio album by American country music artist Kenny Chesney. It was released via Blue Chair and Columbia Records on September 23, 2014.
The Big Revival debuted at number one on the US Billboard Top Country Albums chart, becoming Chesney's 13th album to do so, selling 130,000 copies in the United States during its first week.
It is also Chesney's 10th consecutive studio album to peak in the Top 3 on the US Billboard 200 chart, debuting at number 2. As of May 2016, the album has sold 447,000 copies in the United States. On February 13, 2017, the album was certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) for sales of over 500,000 copies in the United States.
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Kenny ChesneyThe Big Revival debuted at number one on the US Billboard Top Country Albums chart, becoming Chesney's 13th album to do so, selling 130,000 copies in the United States during its first week.
It is also Chesney's 10th consecutive studio album to peak in the Top 3 on the US Billboard 200 chart, debuting at number 2. As of May 2016, the album has sold 447,000 copies in the United States. On February 13, 2017, the album was certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) for sales of over 500,000 copies in the United States.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Buddy Cannon, Kenny Chesney
Length: 38:29
Released: September 23rd, 2014
Year: 2014