Drivin' down the interstate
Runnin' thirty minutes late
Singin' Margaritaville and mindin' my own
Some foreign car drivin' dude with a road rage attitude
Pulled up beside me talking on his cell phone
He started yellin' at me like I did somethin' wrong
He flipped me the bird and then he was gone
Some beach
Somewhere
There's a big umbrella casting shade over an empty chair
Palm trees are growin' and warm breezes blowin'
I picture myself right there
On some beach
Somewhere
I circled the parkin' lot tryin' to find a spot
Just big enough I could park my old truck
A man with a big cigar was gettin' into his car
I stopped and I waited for him to back up
But from out of no where a Mercedes Benz
Came cruisin' up and whipped right in
Some beach
Somewhere
There's no where to go when you got all day to get there
There's cold margaritas and hot Señoritas smiling with long dark hair
On some beach
Somewhere
Well, I sat in that waitin' room
It seemed like all afternoon
The nurse finally said doc's ready for you
You're not gonna feel a thing we'll give you some Novocaine
That tooth'll be fine in a minute or two
Then he stuck that needle down deep in my gum
And he started drillin' before I was numb
Some beach
Somewhere
There's a beautiful sunset burnin' up the atmosphere
There's music and dancin' and lovers romancin'
In the salty evenin' air
On some beach
Somewhere
On some beach
Somewhere
Blake Shelton - Blake Shelton's Barn & Grill Album Lyrics
Blake Shelton - Blake Shelton's Barn & Grill Lyrics
Writer: Rory Lee Feek, Paul Lester Overstreet
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Anthem Entertainment
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Anthem Entertainment
Nobody But Me
Don't waste your time looking over your shoulder
Those loves from the past ain't getting no closer
When I look in my future you're all I can see
Don't go loving on nobody but me.
Chorus:
Nobody but me gonna love you like you ought to be loved on
Nobody but me gonna cry if you up and leave
You can do what you want to,
But I'm asking pretty please (Honey) Don't go loving on nobody but me.
I took my time to tell you how I feel
Just because I took so long don't mean that it isn't real
I ain't got no diamond, but I'm down on my knees
Don't go loving on nobody but me.
Chorus:
Nobody but me gonna love you like you ought to be loved on
Nobody but me gonna cry if you up and leave
You can do what you want to,
But I'm asking pretty please (Honey) Don't go loving on nobody but me.
Chorus:
Nobody but me gonna love you like you ought to be loved on
Nobody but me gonna cry if you up and leave
You can do what you want to,
But I'm asking pretty please (Honey) Don't go loving on nobody but me.
Don't go loving on nobody but me...
Those loves from the past ain't getting no closer
When I look in my future you're all I can see
Don't go loving on nobody but me.
Chorus:
Nobody but me gonna love you like you ought to be loved on
Nobody but me gonna cry if you up and leave
You can do what you want to,
But I'm asking pretty please (Honey) Don't go loving on nobody but me.
I took my time to tell you how I feel
Just because I took so long don't mean that it isn't real
I ain't got no diamond, but I'm down on my knees
Don't go loving on nobody but me.
Chorus:
Nobody but me gonna love you like you ought to be loved on
Nobody but me gonna cry if you up and leave
You can do what you want to,
But I'm asking pretty please (Honey) Don't go loving on nobody but me.
Chorus:
Nobody but me gonna love you like you ought to be loved on
Nobody but me gonna cry if you up and leave
You can do what you want to,
But I'm asking pretty please (Honey) Don't go loving on nobody but me.
Don't go loving on nobody but me...
Writer: SHAWN CAMP, PHILLIP BRIAN WHITE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing, WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, BMG Rights Management
Good Old Boy Bad Old Boyfriend
Baby baby baby
He's got you cryin' again
Baby baby baby
He's got you cryin' again
He's a Good Old Boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend.
I know that he loves you
Looks like he'd show it now and then
I know that he loves you
Looks like he'd show it now and then
He's a Good Old Boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend.
He kicks off his shoes throws down this coat
Opens a beer grabs the remote
Your never heard your seldom seen
A joker don't deserve a queen
Baby baby baby
Why don't you just get rid of him (Tell him to go)
He's a Good Old Boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend. (That's right)
He makes you cry I'll make you laugh
He rubs you wrong I'll rub your back
Your never heard your seldom seen
A joker don't deserve a queen
Baby baby baby
Why don't you just get rid of him (Bye Bubba)
He's a Good Old Boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend.
He's a Good Old Boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend.
Good Old Boy Bad Old Boyfriend.
He's got you cryin' again
Baby baby baby
He's got you cryin' again
He's a Good Old Boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend.
I know that he loves you
Looks like he'd show it now and then
I know that he loves you
Looks like he'd show it now and then
He's a Good Old Boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend.
He kicks off his shoes throws down this coat
Opens a beer grabs the remote
Your never heard your seldom seen
A joker don't deserve a queen
Baby baby baby
Why don't you just get rid of him (Tell him to go)
He's a Good Old Boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend. (That's right)
He makes you cry I'll make you laugh
He rubs you wrong I'll rub your back
Your never heard your seldom seen
A joker don't deserve a queen
Baby baby baby
Why don't you just get rid of him (Bye Bubba)
He's a Good Old Boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend.
He's a Good Old Boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend.
Good Old Boy Bad Old Boyfriend.
Writer: BOBBY BRADDOCK
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Love Gets in The Way
Little by little, now babe
I've come a long, long way
Picking up the pieces
That you threw away
Did you give it up
Did I let you down
Either way, it doesn't matter
Cause I'm finally comin' 'round
I hope you find where you belong
Hello - goodbye
Life goes on
In another town, in a little place
Looking in the eyes of a pretty face
I ain't no fool
I know what she's thinkin'
I can hold her in my arms
But, I could never let her stay
Cause, love
Your sweet love
Still gets in the way
Minute by minute
I hear the voice in my heart
And make a new start
So, I think a little less
I drink a little more
Cause, all in all she's everything
That I've been waiting for
She smiles that smile
I face the fact
Love's a give and take thing
And I can't give it back
I've come a long, long way
Picking up the pieces
That you threw away
Did you give it up
Did I let you down
Either way, it doesn't matter
Cause I'm finally comin' 'round
I hope you find where you belong
Hello - goodbye
Life goes on
In another town, in a little place
Looking in the eyes of a pretty face
I ain't no fool
I know what she's thinkin'
I can hold her in my arms
But, I could never let her stay
Cause, love
Your sweet love
Still gets in the way
Minute by minute
I hear the voice in my heart
And make a new start
So, I think a little less
I drink a little more
Cause, all in all she's everything
That I've been waiting for
She smiles that smile
I face the fact
Love's a give and take thing
And I can't give it back
Writer: JOYCE, SHELTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Goodbye Time
It's your life - you say you need a change
Don't all the dreams we've seen come true mean anything
You say it's different now and you keep staring at the door
How can you walk away don't I matter anymore
If being free's worth what you leave behind
And if it's too late for love to change your mind
Then it's goodbye time
If we had known our love would come to this
We could have saved our hearts the hurt of wasted years
Well it's been fun - what else can I say
If the feeling's gone words won't stop you anyway
If being free's worth what you leave behind
And if it's too late for love to change your mind
Then it's goodbye time
Don't all the dreams we've seen come true mean anything
You say it's different now and you keep staring at the door
How can you walk away don't I matter anymore
If being free's worth what you leave behind
And if it's too late for love to change your mind
Then it's goodbye time
If we had known our love would come to this
We could have saved our hearts the hurt of wasted years
Well it's been fun - what else can I say
If the feeling's gone words won't stop you anyway
If being free's worth what you leave behind
And if it's too late for love to change your mind
Then it's goodbye time
Writer: JAMES DEAN HICKS, ROGER MURRAH
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Cotton Pickin Time
On a Mississippi mornin'
My dad yelled out a warnin'
Son you better hit that cotton patch soon
And on my way on down the field
As I passed Old Johnson's Mill
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dippin' nude.
Well I couldn't help but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood right there
Enchanted by the beauty that I'd seen
Then she gave me a come here smile
Nearly drove my body wild
I fell down tryin' to kick off my jeans.
(Chorus)
Well on that cotton pickin' mornin'
I met up with Becky Morgan
You know that day I didn't get to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time.
Well I lost my job that summer
But I guess I had it comin'
Cause that pickin' cotton just wasn't on my mind
But you don't get too much money
When you got a Tupelo honey
Keepin' you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine.
(Chorus 2)
And every cotton pickin' mornin'
I met up with Becky Morgan
The whole dang summer I never got to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time.
We've come along way since then
Now I own that cotton gin
And I bought that mill
Just to make her smile
And to keep our love from growin' old
We still go down there to that hole
Skinny dippin' and Becky's just as wild.
(Chorus 3)
And every cotton pickin' mornin'
I wake up with Becky Morgan
And to this day I never got to work on time
And in the days of our December
I know we'll will remember
Sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time.
[2x]
We were sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time
We were sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time.
My dad yelled out a warnin'
Son you better hit that cotton patch soon
And on my way on down the field
As I passed Old Johnson's Mill
I saw Becky Morgan, skinny dippin' nude.
Well I couldn't help but stop and stare
Hypnotized I stood right there
Enchanted by the beauty that I'd seen
Then she gave me a come here smile
Nearly drove my body wild
I fell down tryin' to kick off my jeans.
(Chorus)
Well on that cotton pickin' mornin'
I met up with Becky Morgan
You know that day I didn't get to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time.
Well I lost my job that summer
But I guess I had it comin'
Cause that pickin' cotton just wasn't on my mind
But you don't get too much money
When you got a Tupelo honey
Keepin' you cool in the Mississippi hot sunshine.
(Chorus 2)
And every cotton pickin' mornin'
I met up with Becky Morgan
The whole dang summer I never got to work on time
And in the days of my December
I know I will remember
Sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time.
We've come along way since then
Now I own that cotton gin
And I bought that mill
Just to make her smile
And to keep our love from growin' old
We still go down there to that hole
Skinny dippin' and Becky's just as wild.
(Chorus 3)
And every cotton pickin' mornin'
I wake up with Becky Morgan
And to this day I never got to work on time
And in the days of our December
I know we'll will remember
Sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time.
[2x]
We were sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time
We were sowin' oats at Cotton Pickin' Time.
Writer: EVEN STEVENS, PAUL OVERSTREET
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Whats On My Mind
I can't have this conversation
Without lots of reservations on the line
If there's a way to slip around it
Then I'm bound to get around it one more time
Honey you are so persuasive
But it makes me more evasive when you pry
You can label me elusive
But the facts are inconclusive at this time
'Cause you can't handle what's on my mind
I've got roses growing over what you'd find
But keep on asking if you're inclined
'Cause you can't handle what's on my mind
I don't mean to drive you crazy
Comin' off all vague and hazy just because
I don't have an answer for you
I just wouldn't want to bore you if it does
But keep on asking if you're inclined
But, you can't handle what's on my mind
No, you can't handle what's on my mind
Without lots of reservations on the line
If there's a way to slip around it
Then I'm bound to get around it one more time
Honey you are so persuasive
But it makes me more evasive when you pry
You can label me elusive
But the facts are inconclusive at this time
'Cause you can't handle what's on my mind
I've got roses growing over what you'd find
But keep on asking if you're inclined
'Cause you can't handle what's on my mind
I don't mean to drive you crazy
Comin' off all vague and hazy just because
I don't have an answer for you
I just wouldn't want to bore you if it does
But keep on asking if you're inclined
But, you can't handle what's on my mind
No, you can't handle what's on my mind
Writer: JIM LAUDERDALE, LESLIE W. SATCHER
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
When Somebody Knows You That Well
Tommy's daddy kept a six pack in the fridge
We thought we were old enough to do what daddy's did.
It didn't take us long to go from drunk to really sick
When I walked in my house I stumbled just a bit.
You play it cool but its no use,
Dad aint no fool and that's the truth
Chewing gum won't cover up that smell
You can't hide one single thought
If you try you'll just get caught
When somebody knows you that well.
We lost daddy in 1999
I took care of everybody's pain, except for mine,
Then one night my wife took my face in her hands
She said, I think its time you cry for your old man.
You play it cool but its no use
She aint no fool and that's the truth
and my tear drops finally fell,
You can't hide one single thought
If you try you'll just get caught
When somebody knows you that well.
I could probably do more to help my fellow man,
But life gets busy and I hope God understands
Someday when I get time, I'll do more than my share,
Funny how I'm thinkin' it sittin' in my easy chair,
You play it cool but its no use,
God aint no fool and that's the truth,
And he won't let you fool yourself,
You can't hide one single thought,
If you try you'll just get caught
When somebody knows you that well.
When somebody knows you that well...
We thought we were old enough to do what daddy's did.
It didn't take us long to go from drunk to really sick
When I walked in my house I stumbled just a bit.
You play it cool but its no use,
Dad aint no fool and that's the truth
Chewing gum won't cover up that smell
You can't hide one single thought
If you try you'll just get caught
When somebody knows you that well.
We lost daddy in 1999
I took care of everybody's pain, except for mine,
Then one night my wife took my face in her hands
She said, I think its time you cry for your old man.
You play it cool but its no use
She aint no fool and that's the truth
and my tear drops finally fell,
You can't hide one single thought
If you try you'll just get caught
When somebody knows you that well.
I could probably do more to help my fellow man,
But life gets busy and I hope God understands
Someday when I get time, I'll do more than my share,
Funny how I'm thinkin' it sittin' in my easy chair,
You play it cool but its no use,
God aint no fool and that's the truth,
And he won't let you fool yourself,
You can't hide one single thought,
If you try you'll just get caught
When somebody knows you that well.
When somebody knows you that well...
Writer: HARLEY LEE ALLEN, JIMMY MELTON
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
On A Good Day
On A Good Day, when I think about her
I only cry a couple hundred tears
On A Good Day, when I can't forget about her
I can dull the pain with just a couple beers
On A Good Day I can even fake a smile
When somebody says I'm gonna be ok
But as you can plainly see
I'm not havin' On A Good Day.
So set em up
Here's a hundred dollars keep em comin' Joe (whoa whoa)
When I've had enough
Call this number and my brother
Will pour me in his car and drive me home
On A Good Day, I become the kind of man that even I can barely tolerate
And as you can plainly see
I'm not havin' On A Good Day.
On A Good Day, I would never crash a party
Knowin' she'd be there with someone else
And On A Good Day, I would have stopped before I started
To make a major fool of myself
On A Good Day, I'd been quick enough to duck
Before her new love punched me in the face
But as you can plainly see
I'm not havin' On A Good Day.
Yeah I only see you Joe
When I'm not havin' A Good Day
No I'm not havin' A Good Day.
I only cry a couple hundred tears
On A Good Day, when I can't forget about her
I can dull the pain with just a couple beers
On A Good Day I can even fake a smile
When somebody says I'm gonna be ok
But as you can plainly see
I'm not havin' On A Good Day.
So set em up
Here's a hundred dollars keep em comin' Joe (whoa whoa)
When I've had enough
Call this number and my brother
Will pour me in his car and drive me home
On A Good Day, I become the kind of man that even I can barely tolerate
And as you can plainly see
I'm not havin' On A Good Day.
On A Good Day, I would never crash a party
Knowin' she'd be there with someone else
And On A Good Day, I would have stopped before I started
To make a major fool of myself
On A Good Day, I'd been quick enough to duck
Before her new love punched me in the face
But as you can plainly see
I'm not havin' On A Good Day.
Yeah I only see you Joe
When I'm not havin' A Good Day
No I'm not havin' A Good Day.
Writer: BLAKE SHELTON, TOM SHAPIRO, TONY MARTIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
The Bartender
Mr. Bourbon and Coke laughs
At all of my jokes when he's drinking
Mr. Martini stares and he
Never shares what he's thinking.
Miss Sexy Red Wine tells me at closing time
That she'll phone me
Mr. Whiskey Shot Glass watches hookers
Walk past when he's lonely.
Chorus:
I'm a bartender
I pour the drinkers
Laugh with the sinners
And cry with the saints
And even if they don't remember
I try to make their bar tender.
Mr. Never Does Tip says
That none of his kids ever call home
Mrs. Chews On Her Lip tells someone
She's at work on her cell phone.
Mrs. Husband Just Died always
Breaks down and cries on the weekends
Just another long night in a
Bartender's life with some good friends.
Chorus:
I'm a bartender
I pour the drinkers
Laugh with the sinners
And cry with the saints
And even if they don't remember
I try to make their bar tender.
And even if they don't remember
I try to make their bar tender...
At all of my jokes when he's drinking
Mr. Martini stares and he
Never shares what he's thinking.
Miss Sexy Red Wine tells me at closing time
That she'll phone me
Mr. Whiskey Shot Glass watches hookers
Walk past when he's lonely.
Chorus:
I'm a bartender
I pour the drinkers
Laugh with the sinners
And cry with the saints
And even if they don't remember
I try to make their bar tender.
Mr. Never Does Tip says
That none of his kids ever call home
Mrs. Chews On Her Lip tells someone
She's at work on her cell phone.
Mrs. Husband Just Died always
Breaks down and cries on the weekends
Just another long night in a
Bartender's life with some good friends.
Chorus:
I'm a bartender
I pour the drinkers
Laugh with the sinners
And cry with the saints
And even if they don't remember
I try to make their bar tender.
And even if they don't remember
I try to make their bar tender...
Writer: HARLEY ALLEN
Copyright: Lyrics © TEN TEN MUSIC GROUP INC
Copyright: Lyrics © TEN TEN MUSIC GROUP INC
I Drink
He'd get home at five-thirty
Fix a drink and sit down in his chair
Pick a fight with momma
Complain about the kids gettin' in his hair
At night he'd sit alone and smoke
I'd see his frown behind the lighters flame
Now that same frowns in my mirror
I got my daddy's blood inside my veins.
(Chorus:)
Fish swim, birds fly
Daddys' yell, mommas' cry
Old men sit and think
I Drink.
Chicken TV dinner
Six minutes on defrost three on high
Beer to wash it down then another
Some whiskey on the side
It's not so bad alone here
It don't bother me that every nights the same
I don't need another lover hangin' around
Tryin' to make me change.
(Chorus:)
Fish swim, birds fly
Lovers leave, by and by
Old men sit and think
I Drink.
I know, what I am
But I don't, give a damn.
(Chorus:)
Fish swim, birds fly
Daddys' yell, mommas' cry
Old men sit and think
I Drink.
I Drink.
Fix a drink and sit down in his chair
Pick a fight with momma
Complain about the kids gettin' in his hair
At night he'd sit alone and smoke
I'd see his frown behind the lighters flame
Now that same frowns in my mirror
I got my daddy's blood inside my veins.
(Chorus:)
Fish swim, birds fly
Daddys' yell, mommas' cry
Old men sit and think
I Drink.
Chicken TV dinner
Six minutes on defrost three on high
Beer to wash it down then another
Some whiskey on the side
It's not so bad alone here
It don't bother me that every nights the same
I don't need another lover hangin' around
Tryin' to make me change.
(Chorus:)
Fish swim, birds fly
Lovers leave, by and by
Old men sit and think
I Drink.
I know, what I am
But I don't, give a damn.
(Chorus:)
Fish swim, birds fly
Daddys' yell, mommas' cry
Old men sit and think
I Drink.
I Drink.
Writer: CRIT HARMON, MARY GAUTHIER
Copyright: Lyrics © CRITTUNES, KAREN SCHAUBEN PUBLISHING ADMINISTRATION
Copyright: Lyrics © CRITTUNES, KAREN SCHAUBEN PUBLISHING ADMINISTRATION
Blake Shelton's Barn & Grill is the third studio album by American country music artist Blake Shelton. Released in 2004 on Warner Bros. Records Nashville, it is his second album to achieve RIAA platinum certification. The album produced four singles in "When Somebody Knows You That Well", "Some Beach", "Goodbye Time" and "Nobody but Me." Like his previous album, he co-wrote two songs.
Performed By:
Blake SheltonGenre(s): Country
Producer(s): Bobby Braddock
Length: 34:55
Released: October 26th, 2004
Year: 2004