We gather tonight for a celebration
Under the flag of a no-shoes nation
Speakin' our gospel, seekin' our truth
Brothers in arms, and sisters in cowboy boots
(Who gets to live like we do?)
Raisin' the roof
(Who gets to live like we do?)
We come down from the mountains, come up from the coast
We're all comin' out of some kinda comatose
Fill up our cups with a little bit of freedom
Come on, hold 'em up, everybody, let me see 'em
Yeah, we laugh and we love
And we can't get enough
As loud as we're livin', man
We still turn it up
We're amplified, come alive
Side by side
No matter where it goes
You know we're here for the ride
Who gets to roll like we do? (We do)
Yeah, who wants to rock like we do? (We do)
Yeah, who ain't gonna stop, man, no matter what?
And who gets to live like we do? (We do)
We drag this circus from town to town
Full of jesters, and jokers, and barroom clowns
To your parkin' lot parties full of pirates like us
And we all come together when the curtain comes up
Yeah, we laugh and we love
And we can't get enough
As loud as we're livin', man
We still turn it up
We're amplified, come alive
Side by side
No matter where it goes
You know we're here for the ride
Who gets to roll like we do? (We do)
Yeah, who wants to rock like we do? (We do)
Yeah, who ain't gonna stop, man, no matter what?
And who gets to live like we do? (We do)
Not really sure who's liftin' up who
You came to see us
We came to see you, too
Yeah, it's true
And who gets as high as we do? (We do)
Who touches the sky like we do? (We do)
Yeah, we laugh and we love
And we can't get enough
As loud as we're livin', man
We still turn it up
We're amplified, come alive
Side by side
No matter where it goes
You know we're here for the ride
Who gets to roll like we do? (We do)
Yeah, who wants to rock like we do? (We do)
Yeah, who ain't gonna stop, man, no matter what?
And who gets to live like we do? (We do)
Kenny Chesney - Here And Now Album Lyrics
Kenny Chesney - Here And Now Lyrics
Writer: Craig Michael Wiseman, David Arthur Garcia, Kenny Chesney, Scooter Carusoe
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Here and Now
Seen the skyline in New York City
Fireflies in Tennessee
Sipped a little shine from a paper sack that'll
Knock the horns off a Cadillac
I must've sat on a dozen islands
Watched the sun sink into the sea
Been there, done that, got the t-shirt and hat
But my favorite place to be is
Here and now
Nowhere else in this world enough
You and me, ain't it good to be alive?
Ain't no better place, ain't no better time than
Here and now
Everybody's waiting, but they're waiting on what?
Better get to living, 'cause all we've got is
Here and now
Think I fell in love for the first time
With a girl from Mexico
Thought I found a true love in Malibu but
There the water was a little too cold
Yeah, I left a few tears in the rear view
One or two that were hard to forget
Why you think we call the present the present?
'Cause there ain't no better gift than
Here and now
Nowhere else in this world enough
You and me, ain't it good to be alive?
Ain't no better place, ain't no better time than
Here and now
Everybody's waiting, but they're waiting on what?
Better get to living, 'cause all we've got is
Here and now
A lotta people dreaming 'bout a one-day-some-days
Waiting just around the bend (waiting just around the bend)
I used to be one, wonderin' when they'd come
But now I'm livin' in (but now I'm livin' in)
Here and now
Yeah, I'm livin' in the
Here and now
Nowhere else in this world enough
You and me, ain't it good to be alive?
Ain't no better place, ain't no better time than
Here and now
Everybody's waiting, but they're waiting on what?
Better get to living, 'cause all we've got is
Here and now
Fireflies in Tennessee
Sipped a little shine from a paper sack that'll
Knock the horns off a Cadillac
I must've sat on a dozen islands
Watched the sun sink into the sea
Been there, done that, got the t-shirt and hat
But my favorite place to be is
Here and now
Nowhere else in this world enough
You and me, ain't it good to be alive?
Ain't no better place, ain't no better time than
Here and now
Everybody's waiting, but they're waiting on what?
Better get to living, 'cause all we've got is
Here and now
Think I fell in love for the first time
With a girl from Mexico
Thought I found a true love in Malibu but
There the water was a little too cold
Yeah, I left a few tears in the rear view
One or two that were hard to forget
Why you think we call the present the present?
'Cause there ain't no better gift than
Here and now
Nowhere else in this world enough
You and me, ain't it good to be alive?
Ain't no better place, ain't no better time than
Here and now
Everybody's waiting, but they're waiting on what?
Better get to living, 'cause all we've got is
Here and now
A lotta people dreaming 'bout a one-day-some-days
Waiting just around the bend (waiting just around the bend)
I used to be one, wonderin' when they'd come
But now I'm livin' in (but now I'm livin' in)
Here and now
Yeah, I'm livin' in the
Here and now
Nowhere else in this world enough
You and me, ain't it good to be alive?
Ain't no better place, ain't no better time than
Here and now
Everybody's waiting, but they're waiting on what?
Better get to living, 'cause all we've got is
Here and now
Writer: Craig Michael Wiseman, David Arthur Garcia, David Lee Murphy
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Peermusic Publishing
Everyone She Knows
Everyone she knows is getting married
All the girls who used to get around
Cut their hair up to their shoulders
Spend all their Sundays sober now
And everyone she knows is having babies
They got tired of fighting with the clock
And their mama's always asking
If she's ever gonna have one
She's bored with all the boys
And the men are too damn old
She's sick of summer love
But the winter's just too cold
She's a Marilyn in blue jeans
With a touch of Jackie O
She's stuck between 17
And everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
Everyone she knows is buying houses
Even though their husbands don't come home
Don't call their exes up to fix it
If they do, they don't admit it
No, no, no
Everyone she knows is getting healthy
She still smokes a couple when she drinks
But the bars are getting harder
They don't ever card her
She's bored with all the boys
The men are too damn old
She's sick of summer love
But the winter's just too cold
She's a Marilyn in blue jeans
With a touch of Jackie O
She's stuck between 17
And everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
She goes out on Saturday night
She comes home late, she don't have to fight
Then she thinks ain't got it all, but I got it alright
And for a minute she's glad that she ain't like
Everyone she knows
She's bored with all the boys
The men are too damn old
She's sick of summer love
But the winter's just too cold
She's a Marilyn in blue jeans
With a touch of Jackie O
She's stuck between 17
And everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
All the girls who used to get around
Cut their hair up to their shoulders
Spend all their Sundays sober now
And everyone she knows is having babies
They got tired of fighting with the clock
And their mama's always asking
If she's ever gonna have one
She's bored with all the boys
And the men are too damn old
She's sick of summer love
But the winter's just too cold
She's a Marilyn in blue jeans
With a touch of Jackie O
She's stuck between 17
And everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
Everyone she knows is buying houses
Even though their husbands don't come home
Don't call their exes up to fix it
If they do, they don't admit it
No, no, no
Everyone she knows is getting healthy
She still smokes a couple when she drinks
But the bars are getting harder
They don't ever card her
She's bored with all the boys
The men are too damn old
She's sick of summer love
But the winter's just too cold
She's a Marilyn in blue jeans
With a touch of Jackie O
She's stuck between 17
And everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
She goes out on Saturday night
She comes home late, she don't have to fight
Then she thinks ain't got it all, but I got it alright
And for a minute she's glad that she ain't like
Everyone she knows
She's bored with all the boys
The men are too damn old
She's sick of summer love
But the winter's just too cold
She's a Marilyn in blue jeans
With a touch of Jackie O
She's stuck between 17
And everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
Everyone she knows
Writer: Josh Osborne, Ross Copperman, Shane McAnally
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wasted
I said, "Man, what are you doing here?"
I saw the band just bought you a beer
I used to see your face all over
TV shows and magazine covers
He said, I went through a fortune just like that
Down to the shirt that I got on my back
I said "How?", he said, "Pretty damn fast"
But hey man, since you asked
I spent it on high living, wild women
That roulette wheel that I kept it spinning
Beach side bars, big shiny cars
Long vacations in warm locations
I was going nonstop 'til I squeezed every drop
Of that good time, top shelf sweet life that I tasted
And to tell you the truth, the rest, I just wasted
He kinda laughed underneath those shades
He said, yeah son, I had it made
I had a big boat, it made me smile
It burned money, gallons to miles
I really don't worry 'bout where it went
'Cause it's still fun thinking 'bout when
I spent it on high living, wild women
That roulette wheel that I kept it spinning
Beach side bars, big shiny cars
Long vacations in warm locations
I was going nonstop 'til I squeezed every drop
Of that good time top shelf, sweet life that I tasted
And to tell you the truth
The rest, I just wasted
Yeah, I could have put it in the bank somewhere and saved it
No son, you ain't never gonna hear me complaining
I spent it on high living, big tipping limo rides and champagne sippin'
First class tickets to who knows where?
It really didn't matter 'til we got there
I was going nonstop 'til I squeezed every drop
Of that good time, top shelf sweet life that I tasted
And to tell you the truth the rest, I just wasted
I spent it on loving and living
Loved every minute
The rest I wasted
The rest I wasted
I saw the band just bought you a beer
I used to see your face all over
TV shows and magazine covers
He said, I went through a fortune just like that
Down to the shirt that I got on my back
I said "How?", he said, "Pretty damn fast"
But hey man, since you asked
I spent it on high living, wild women
That roulette wheel that I kept it spinning
Beach side bars, big shiny cars
Long vacations in warm locations
I was going nonstop 'til I squeezed every drop
Of that good time, top shelf sweet life that I tasted
And to tell you the truth, the rest, I just wasted
He kinda laughed underneath those shades
He said, yeah son, I had it made
I had a big boat, it made me smile
It burned money, gallons to miles
I really don't worry 'bout where it went
'Cause it's still fun thinking 'bout when
I spent it on high living, wild women
That roulette wheel that I kept it spinning
Beach side bars, big shiny cars
Long vacations in warm locations
I was going nonstop 'til I squeezed every drop
Of that good time top shelf, sweet life that I tasted
And to tell you the truth
The rest, I just wasted
Yeah, I could have put it in the bank somewhere and saved it
No son, you ain't never gonna hear me complaining
I spent it on high living, big tipping limo rides and champagne sippin'
First class tickets to who knows where?
It really didn't matter 'til we got there
I was going nonstop 'til I squeezed every drop
Of that good time, top shelf sweet life that I tasted
And to tell you the truth the rest, I just wasted
I spent it on loving and living
Loved every minute
The rest I wasted
The rest I wasted
Writer: Brendan Murphy, Declan Joseph Murphy, Anthony Enda Walsh
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Knowing You
Knowin' you, you probably got your toes in the sand
At a bar on a beach in the sun somewhere
Knowin' you, you got something cold in your hand
Chattin' up a stranger without a care
Knowin' you, you're still wild and free
And knowin' you, you're probably way over me
But God, we were so alive
I was a kid on a carnival ride
Holdin' my breath 'til the moment
When you were gonna leave me too soon
But I'd do it all over
'Cause damn, it was good knowin' you
Knowin' you was a free fall from a hundred thousand feet
When you don't even care where you land
And knowin' you was the kind of rush that you feel
When you finally get to sit in with the band
And knowin' you, you're still a tumbleweed
I only wish that you would tumble back to me
But God, we were so alive
I was a kid on a carnival ride
Holdin' my breath 'til the moment
When you were gonna leave me too soon
But I'd do it all over
'Cause damn, it was good knowin' you
Knowin' you, you're still a tumbleweed
I only wish that you would tumble back to me
'Cause God, we were so alive
I was a kid on a carnival ride
Holdin' my breath 'til the moment
When you were gonna leave me too soon
But I'd do it all over
'Cause damn, it was good
I'd do it all over
'Cause damn, it was good knowin' you
At a bar on a beach in the sun somewhere
Knowin' you, you got something cold in your hand
Chattin' up a stranger without a care
Knowin' you, you're still wild and free
And knowin' you, you're probably way over me
But God, we were so alive
I was a kid on a carnival ride
Holdin' my breath 'til the moment
When you were gonna leave me too soon
But I'd do it all over
'Cause damn, it was good knowin' you
Knowin' you was a free fall from a hundred thousand feet
When you don't even care where you land
And knowin' you was the kind of rush that you feel
When you finally get to sit in with the band
And knowin' you, you're still a tumbleweed
I only wish that you would tumble back to me
But God, we were so alive
I was a kid on a carnival ride
Holdin' my breath 'til the moment
When you were gonna leave me too soon
But I'd do it all over
'Cause damn, it was good knowin' you
Knowin' you, you're still a tumbleweed
I only wish that you would tumble back to me
'Cause God, we were so alive
I was a kid on a carnival ride
Holdin' my breath 'til the moment
When you were gonna leave me too soon
But I'd do it all over
'Cause damn, it was good
I'd do it all over
'Cause damn, it was good knowin' you
Writer: Brett James, James Nergenah, Kat Higgins
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Heartbreakers
Jenny had the devil in her smile and a cross on her neck
First girl I ever saw smoke a cigarette
Becky had that back seat fever on those parking lot nights
Didn't know what we were doing, but I think we did it right
And I wonder, whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
To the dream chasers, to the renegades running this town?
Whatever happened to the born to runners?
To the "Let me get your number"?
Did they ever settle down?
Did they grow up and get old?
Do they have someone to hold?
I'll bet they're still beautiful
Whatever, whatever happened to the Saturday nights?
Under the carnival lights?
Knew how to kiss you goodbye
Whatever, whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
Summer worked at a bar, had the boardwalk on a string
She was hotter than a cherry bomb, living up to her name
We'd get drunk on the beach, catching lightning in a bottle
Wasn't thinking about much, wasn't worried about tomorrow
And I wonder, whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
To the dream chasers, to the renegades running this town?
Whatever happened to the born to runners?
To the "Let me get your number"?
Did they ever settle down?
Did they grow up and get old?
Do they have someone to hold?
I'll bet they're still beautiful
Whatever, whatever happened to the Saturday nights?
Under the carnival lights
Knew how to kiss you goodbye
Whatever, whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
You were lucky just to know 'em
If you got lucky, you got broken
You were never gonna hold 'em
Never gonna hold 'em
Whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
To the dream chasers?
To the renegades running this town?
Whatever happened to the born to runners?
To the "Let me get your number"?
Did they ever settle down?
Did they grow up and get old?
Do they have someone to hold?
I'll bet they're still beautiful
Whatever, whatever happened to the Saturday nights?
Under the carnival lights?
Knew how to kiss you goodbye
Whatever, whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
Whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
First girl I ever saw smoke a cigarette
Becky had that back seat fever on those parking lot nights
Didn't know what we were doing, but I think we did it right
And I wonder, whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
To the dream chasers, to the renegades running this town?
Whatever happened to the born to runners?
To the "Let me get your number"?
Did they ever settle down?
Did they grow up and get old?
Do they have someone to hold?
I'll bet they're still beautiful
Whatever, whatever happened to the Saturday nights?
Under the carnival lights?
Knew how to kiss you goodbye
Whatever, whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
Summer worked at a bar, had the boardwalk on a string
She was hotter than a cherry bomb, living up to her name
We'd get drunk on the beach, catching lightning in a bottle
Wasn't thinking about much, wasn't worried about tomorrow
And I wonder, whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
To the dream chasers, to the renegades running this town?
Whatever happened to the born to runners?
To the "Let me get your number"?
Did they ever settle down?
Did they grow up and get old?
Do they have someone to hold?
I'll bet they're still beautiful
Whatever, whatever happened to the Saturday nights?
Under the carnival lights
Knew how to kiss you goodbye
Whatever, whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
You were lucky just to know 'em
If you got lucky, you got broken
You were never gonna hold 'em
Never gonna hold 'em
Whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
To the dream chasers?
To the renegades running this town?
Whatever happened to the born to runners?
To the "Let me get your number"?
Did they ever settle down?
Did they grow up and get old?
Do they have someone to hold?
I'll bet they're still beautiful
Whatever, whatever happened to the Saturday nights?
Under the carnival lights?
Knew how to kiss you goodbye
Whatever, whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
Whatever happened to the heartbreakers?
Writer: Kenny Chesney
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Someone to Fix
I always say the first thing, not the right thing
I'm better at a last call than a phone call
I'd rather lean hard on the gas and forget about the brake
I try to laugh the truth off instead of face it
I come undone without a warning
Every time I move on I leave damage in my wake
I'm not what you were looking for
Thought I was hello and nothing more
All you wanted was something that's real, a story to tell
A drink maybe two, top of the shelf
A stare in a cab on the way to some band
A curbside closing time kiss
You needed the right head to turn, the right hand to touch
A feeling to chase, a fall you could trust
Somewhere to run, someone to miss
But somehow you ended up with someone to fix, oh oh oh
Did you get caught up in the moment
Drop your guard for just a minute
How'd you get tangled all up in the careless wreck I am
Broken hearts leave hearts broken
Loving me is so hard I know it
Why you took me on, I'll never understand
You were looking for something that's real, a story to tell
A drink maybe two, top of the shelf
A stare in a cab on the way to some band
A curbside closing time kiss
You needed the right head to turn, the right hand to touch
A feeling to chase, a fall you could trust
Somewhere to run, someone to miss
But somehow you ended up with someone to fix, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
You were looking for something that's real, a story to tell
A drink maybe two, top of the shelf
A stare in a cab on the way to some band
A curbside closing time kiss
You needed the right head to turn, the right hand to touch
A feeling to chase, a fall you could trust
Somewhere to run, someone to miss
But somehow you ended up with someone to fix, oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
I'm better at a last call than a phone call
I'd rather lean hard on the gas and forget about the brake
I try to laugh the truth off instead of face it
I come undone without a warning
Every time I move on I leave damage in my wake
I'm not what you were looking for
Thought I was hello and nothing more
All you wanted was something that's real, a story to tell
A drink maybe two, top of the shelf
A stare in a cab on the way to some band
A curbside closing time kiss
You needed the right head to turn, the right hand to touch
A feeling to chase, a fall you could trust
Somewhere to run, someone to miss
But somehow you ended up with someone to fix, oh oh oh
Did you get caught up in the moment
Drop your guard for just a minute
How'd you get tangled all up in the careless wreck I am
Broken hearts leave hearts broken
Loving me is so hard I know it
Why you took me on, I'll never understand
You were looking for something that's real, a story to tell
A drink maybe two, top of the shelf
A stare in a cab on the way to some band
A curbside closing time kiss
You needed the right head to turn, the right hand to touch
A feeling to chase, a fall you could trust
Somewhere to run, someone to miss
But somehow you ended up with someone to fix, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
You were looking for something that's real, a story to tell
A drink maybe two, top of the shelf
A stare in a cab on the way to some band
A curbside closing time kiss
You needed the right head to turn, the right hand to touch
A feeling to chase, a fall you could trust
Somewhere to run, someone to miss
But somehow you ended up with someone to fix, oh oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
Writer: Jon Nite, Scooter Carusoe
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Bluewater Music Corp.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Bluewater Music Corp.
Happy Does
Ol' Sunaco Charlie drives an '87 Harley
Sells gasoline and what you drink 8 to 3 AM
Got a tattoo for the Corps and ex wife number 4
Hummin' along, schoolin' ya on the songs on his station
He could be another one cussin' the government, no, but he smiles
Got hundred reasons not to, but he's the poster child for
Happy is as happy does
Grab a 6 string, find a rope swing
Hang a palm tree in your truck
Drink a beer just because
Steal a slow dance in a rain storm
And a kiss from who you love
Laugh and live with a half full cup
Yeah, happy is as happy does
Some find it in the scripture or a Polaroid picture
Or flip a coin, heads, you're goin' to Tucson, Arizona
But it damn sure ain't in the lookin' back on the stuff you never did
Sometimes you're gonna feel that, but life is better when
Happy is as happy does
Grab a 6 string, find a rope swing
Hang a palm tree in your truck
Drink a beer just because
Steal a slow dance in a rain storm
And a kiss from who you love
Laugh and live with a half full cup
'Cause happy is as happy does
She's a long way from the old her
In this mountain dive in Boulder
Every pickle jar, crinkled dollar takes her another mile high
Happy is as happy does
Grab a 6 string, find a rope swing
Hang a palm tree in your truck
Drink a beer just because
Steal a slow dance in a rain storm
And a kiss from who you love
Laugh and live with a half full cup
When it's all black clouds, find the sun
'Cause happy is as happy does
Happy is as happy does
Laugh and live with a half full cup
Sells gasoline and what you drink 8 to 3 AM
Got a tattoo for the Corps and ex wife number 4
Hummin' along, schoolin' ya on the songs on his station
He could be another one cussin' the government, no, but he smiles
Got hundred reasons not to, but he's the poster child for
Happy is as happy does
Grab a 6 string, find a rope swing
Hang a palm tree in your truck
Drink a beer just because
Steal a slow dance in a rain storm
And a kiss from who you love
Laugh and live with a half full cup
Yeah, happy is as happy does
Some find it in the scripture or a Polaroid picture
Or flip a coin, heads, you're goin' to Tucson, Arizona
But it damn sure ain't in the lookin' back on the stuff you never did
Sometimes you're gonna feel that, but life is better when
Happy is as happy does
Grab a 6 string, find a rope swing
Hang a palm tree in your truck
Drink a beer just because
Steal a slow dance in a rain storm
And a kiss from who you love
Laugh and live with a half full cup
'Cause happy is as happy does
She's a long way from the old her
In this mountain dive in Boulder
Every pickle jar, crinkled dollar takes her another mile high
Happy is as happy does
Grab a 6 string, find a rope swing
Hang a palm tree in your truck
Drink a beer just because
Steal a slow dance in a rain storm
And a kiss from who you love
Laugh and live with a half full cup
When it's all black clouds, find the sun
'Cause happy is as happy does
Happy is as happy does
Laugh and live with a half full cup
Writer: Brad Clawson, Greylan Egan James, Jamie Paulin, Robert Brock Berryhill
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Tip of My Tongue
I love the dimples in the small of your back
The way they're speakin' to me just like that
Red wine made my imagination run
Oh, I can taste it on the tip of my tongue
Let it run, let it roll
Baby, I am under your control
Love me fast, kiss me slow
Hang on to anything you can hold
It's a long way down
To where I wanna go
It's a long way down
To the center of your soul
It's a long way down
And I'm a loaded gun
But I love your salt and sugar on the tip of my tongue
Girl, believe me when I say it's true
Nobody makes me feel the way you do
Well, I love you from the morning 'til the setting sun, yeah
I can taste the ocean on the tip of my tongue
Let it run, let it roll
Baby, I am under your control
Love me fast, kiss me slow
Hang onto anything you can hold
It's a long way down
To where I wanna go
It's a long way down
To the center of your soul
It's a long way down
And I'm a loaded gun
But I love your salt and sugar on the tip of my tongue
Yeah, I love your salt and sugar on the tip of my tongue
Ah-ooh
Ah-ooh
It's a long way down
It's a long way down
It's a long way down
And I'm a loaded gun
But I love your salt and sugar on the tip of my tongue
Yeah, I love your salt and sugar on the tip of my tongue
(Ah-ooh) I wanna love you 'til my days are done
(Ah-ooh) I wanna tell you that I think that you're the one
Oh girl, you know when it's all said and done
Everything about you's on the tip of my tongue
The way they're speakin' to me just like that
Red wine made my imagination run
Oh, I can taste it on the tip of my tongue
Let it run, let it roll
Baby, I am under your control
Love me fast, kiss me slow
Hang on to anything you can hold
It's a long way down
To where I wanna go
It's a long way down
To the center of your soul
It's a long way down
And I'm a loaded gun
But I love your salt and sugar on the tip of my tongue
Girl, believe me when I say it's true
Nobody makes me feel the way you do
Well, I love you from the morning 'til the setting sun, yeah
I can taste the ocean on the tip of my tongue
Let it run, let it roll
Baby, I am under your control
Love me fast, kiss me slow
Hang onto anything you can hold
It's a long way down
To where I wanna go
It's a long way down
To the center of your soul
It's a long way down
And I'm a loaded gun
But I love your salt and sugar on the tip of my tongue
Yeah, I love your salt and sugar on the tip of my tongue
Ah-ooh
Ah-ooh
It's a long way down
It's a long way down
It's a long way down
And I'm a loaded gun
But I love your salt and sugar on the tip of my tongue
Yeah, I love your salt and sugar on the tip of my tongue
(Ah-ooh) I wanna love you 'til my days are done
(Ah-ooh) I wanna tell you that I think that you're the one
Oh girl, you know when it's all said and done
Everything about you's on the tip of my tongue
Writer: Edward Sheeran, Kenneth Chesney, Ross Copperman
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
You Dont Get To
I can't say that you don't hurt me anymore
I haven't changed enough to make me think I'm what you're lookin' for
And I can't be the fix for what you're goin' through
Maybe I'm not the same me, but you're still the same you
So you don't get to know what I do with my time
You don't get to say you ain't doin' alright
You don't get to come around sayin' that you want me now
You don't get to show up with that look in your eyes
You don't get to think that you can take it all back
You don't get to miss what you said we never had
I don't have to understand, you don't get to give a damn
After all you put me through
No, you don't get to
You don't, you don't, you don't
You don't get to
Did you come back 'cause I didn't break enough?
Did you hear that I was happy? You just had to mess it up
Or is it just some phase you're always goin' through?
To want what you can't have and leave it when you do
So you don't get to know what I do with my time
You don't get to say you ain't doin' alright
You don't get to come around sayin' that you want me now
You don't get to show up with that look in your eyes
You don't get to think that you can take it all back
You don't get to miss what you said we never had
I don't have to understand, you don't get to give a damn
After all you put me through
No, you don't get to
You don't, you don't, you don't
You don't get to
You don't get to kiss me and make it all better
You don't get to lay it all out in a letter
Blame it on somethin', break me like it's nothin'
Just to love me back together
You don't get to show up with your hair hangin' down
Move a little closer like you're movin' right now
I don't have to understand, you don't get to give a damn
After all you put me through
No, you don't get to
You don't, you don't, you don't
You don't get to
You don't get to
You don't get to
I haven't changed enough to make me think I'm what you're lookin' for
And I can't be the fix for what you're goin' through
Maybe I'm not the same me, but you're still the same you
So you don't get to know what I do with my time
You don't get to say you ain't doin' alright
You don't get to come around sayin' that you want me now
You don't get to show up with that look in your eyes
You don't get to think that you can take it all back
You don't get to miss what you said we never had
I don't have to understand, you don't get to give a damn
After all you put me through
No, you don't get to
You don't, you don't, you don't
You don't get to
Did you come back 'cause I didn't break enough?
Did you hear that I was happy? You just had to mess it up
Or is it just some phase you're always goin' through?
To want what you can't have and leave it when you do
So you don't get to know what I do with my time
You don't get to say you ain't doin' alright
You don't get to come around sayin' that you want me now
You don't get to show up with that look in your eyes
You don't get to think that you can take it all back
You don't get to miss what you said we never had
I don't have to understand, you don't get to give a damn
After all you put me through
No, you don't get to
You don't, you don't, you don't
You don't get to
You don't get to kiss me and make it all better
You don't get to lay it all out in a letter
Blame it on somethin', break me like it's nothin'
Just to love me back together
You don't get to show up with your hair hangin' down
Move a little closer like you're movin' right now
I don't have to understand, you don't get to give a damn
After all you put me through
No, you don't get to
You don't, you don't, you don't
You don't get to
You don't get to
You don't get to
Writer: Barry Dean, Dustin D. Christensen, Joshua Peter Kerr
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Bluewater Music Corp., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Bluewater Music Corp., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Beautiful World
In my favorite pair of salt water sun bleached jeans
I gotta cold one coming and some songs to sing
My guitar's got brand new strings
It's a big old beautiful world
It's the blue sky days you don't wanna miss
Juke box dances and girls to kiss
Keeps us all living for nights like this
It's a big old beautiful world
It's a big old beautiful world out there
Sometimes you just gotta let it take you where
The roller coaster ride meets the tilt a whirl
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
There's a star in the sky for every grain of sand
And I stared up at night trying to understand
How it all fits in the palm of God's hand
It's a big old beautiful world
It's a big old beautiful world out there
Sometimes you just gotta let it take you where
The roller coaster ride meets the tilt a whirl
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
To see a full moon rise and a sunset fall
Being out here in the middle of it all
Sometimes if feels good to feel so small
In this big old beautiful world
It's a big old beautiful world out there
Sometimes you just gotta let it take you where
The roller coaster ride meets the tilt a whirl
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
I gotta cold one coming and some songs to sing
My guitar's got brand new strings
It's a big old beautiful world
It's the blue sky days you don't wanna miss
Juke box dances and girls to kiss
Keeps us all living for nights like this
It's a big old beautiful world
It's a big old beautiful world out there
Sometimes you just gotta let it take you where
The roller coaster ride meets the tilt a whirl
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
There's a star in the sky for every grain of sand
And I stared up at night trying to understand
How it all fits in the palm of God's hand
It's a big old beautiful world
It's a big old beautiful world out there
Sometimes you just gotta let it take you where
The roller coaster ride meets the tilt a whirl
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
To see a full moon rise and a sunset fall
Being out here in the middle of it all
Sometimes if feels good to feel so small
In this big old beautiful world
It's a big old beautiful world out there
Sometimes you just gotta let it take you where
The roller coaster ride meets the tilt a whirl
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
It's a big old beautiful world
Writer: Kenny Chesney
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Guys Named Captain
Guys named Captain are, always characters
Livin' by the water, somewhere in the Americas
South or Central, or some Virgin Island
Barefoot and sun-kissed, always smilin'
Guys named Captain aren't haters, they're lovers
Livin' life large, but largely undercover
Dive bars and cocktails, waitresses and tall tales
Chasin' the sun, run aground a full sail like
Captain Outrageous, and Captain Tony
I paint around a sailor, old Key West cronies
Floatin' on the breeze, the salt of the sea
Ornery, tattooed and laughin'
Guys named Captain
Casanovas and entrepreneurs
Full of bravado, that's half the allure
The wink of the eye, a shadowy past
Laughlines from blowin' smoke up your glass
Like Captain Blind, Captain Kid
Mutiny on the bounty, loose cannons in the wind
Buccaneers, with nothing to fear
He'll go down with the ship, last man standin'
Guys named Captain
Guys named Captain have, sons and daughters
Flesh and blood, like my father
Captain Vick, who played the mandolin
And when they're gone, man you miss them
Guys named Captain
Guys named Captain
Livin' by the water, somewhere in the Americas
South or Central, or some Virgin Island
Barefoot and sun-kissed, always smilin'
Guys named Captain aren't haters, they're lovers
Livin' life large, but largely undercover
Dive bars and cocktails, waitresses and tall tales
Chasin' the sun, run aground a full sail like
Captain Outrageous, and Captain Tony
I paint around a sailor, old Key West cronies
Floatin' on the breeze, the salt of the sea
Ornery, tattooed and laughin'
Guys named Captain
Casanovas and entrepreneurs
Full of bravado, that's half the allure
The wink of the eye, a shadowy past
Laughlines from blowin' smoke up your glass
Like Captain Blind, Captain Kid
Mutiny on the bounty, loose cannons in the wind
Buccaneers, with nothing to fear
He'll go down with the ship, last man standin'
Guys named Captain
Guys named Captain have, sons and daughters
Flesh and blood, like my father
Captain Vick, who played the mandolin
And when they're gone, man you miss them
Guys named Captain
Guys named Captain
Writer: James Thomas Slater
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Here and Now is the nineteenth studio album by American country music singer Kenny Chesney.
In the US Billboard 200, Here and Now debuted at number one, earning 233,000 equivalent album units, comprising 222,000 in album sales, and marking Chesney's 16th top 10 album, as well as the third-biggest sales week of 2020.
Performed By:
Kenny ChesneyIn the US Billboard 200, Here and Now debuted at number one, earning 233,000 equivalent album units, comprising 222,000 in album sales, and marking Chesney's 16th top 10 album, as well as the third-biggest sales week of 2020.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Buddy Cannon, Kenny Chesney, Ross Copperman
Length: 40:56
Released: May 1st, 2020
Year: 2020