Kid Rock - First Kiss Lyrics
First Kiss
I remember waiting for the school bus
Jenny Clayton was my first crush
And neither one of us had a clue
An old Cheyenne it was my first truck
Rusted, rough and kinda beat up
But when she jumped in it felt brand new
And now these days when I drive through a small town
I turn my stereo up and roll my windows down
'cause it reminds me of my first kiss
And those days that I always miss
Tom Petty on the radio
Going steady with nowhere to go
No money just time to spend
An old Chevy and a couple friends
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time
Just to love you again
I remember drinking from the same cup
We'd break up just to make up
I remember falling in love with you
Smokin' cigarettes on the tailgate
Man it seems like it was yesterday
When Main Street felt like Park Avenue
And when I'm driving through any ol' small town
I turn my stereo up and roll my windows down
'cause it reminds me of my first kiss
And those times that I always miss
Tom Petty on the radio
Going steady with nowhere to go
No money just time to spend
An old Chevy and a couple friends
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time
When forever felt like it would never come
And we never thought we'd turn 21
So young we thought this could never end
Oh how I wish we could go back again
Oh yeah yeah
Ooh ooh ooh
And now that time has taken over
And we can't fight this getting older
But somehow baby we made it through (we made it through)
And every time I'm a lookin' at you
It reminds me of my first kiss
And those days that I always miss
Tom Petty on the radio
Going steady with nowhere to go
No money just time to spend
An old Chevy and a couple friends
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time
Just to love you again
Just to love you again
Just to love you again
Just to love you again
Oh how I wish that I could go back in time
Writer: ANDREA YOUNG, BRIAN WHITE, ELIZABETH ELKINS, LISA TORRES, NICOLE WITT
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Bluewater Music Corp., Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Good Times Cheap Wine
I ain't never been a champagne drinking man
And I ain't never been a Coldplay music fan
I ain't never gonna fit into skinny jeans
And Coachella honey really ain't my kind of scene
I like some good times, cheap wine, back beat rock and roll
I'm like fine wine, sunshine, baby I never get old
If you're lookin' for a hot mess, honey well here I am
Hey you can try to change me or love me just the way I am
I ain't never gonna have four million friends
And I ain't never gonna follow the latest trends
I don't wanna read your Facebook posts or tweets
I just wanna hold you close and feel your heart beat
I like some good times, cheap wine, back beat rock and roll
I'm like fine wine, sunshine, baby I never get old
If you're lookin' for a hot mess, honey well here I am
Hey you can try to change me or love me just the way I am
I want to squeeze you, hug you, shake you and make you scream
I want to dance all night with you by the record machine
I like some good times, cheap wine, back beat rock and roll
I'm like fine wine, sunshine, baby I never get old
I like some good times, cheap wine, back beat rock and roll
I'm like fine wine, sunshine, baby I never get old
If you're lookin' for a hot mess, honey well here I am
You can try to change me or love me just the way I am
You can try to change me or love me just the way I am
You can try to change me or love me, love me just the way I am
Writer: MARLON YOUNG, MARLON RAY YOUNG, ROBERT RITCHIE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BLUEWATER MUSIC CORP.
Johnny Cash
I like the French braids in your hair
And them faded blue jeans that you wear
I like to watch you shoot your guns
And I like the way you love having fun, oh baby
I like the way you turn me on (Turn me on)
Just like an old Keith Whitley song
I like the way you shake it, work it (Work it baby)
Ten out of ten baby you're perfect (Oh you're perfect baby)
You know the sun is shining on Kentucky (On Kentucky)
They're drinking bourbon by the batch (By the batch)
I walk that line because you love me
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Ooh ooh
I like the way you hold my hand
And play just like my baby grand
I like how you don't give a damn (Don't give a damn)
And love me just the way I am, the way I am
You know the sun is shining on Kentucky (On Kentucky)
They're drinking bourbon by the batch (By the batch)
I walk that line because you love me (Love me baby)
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Oh ooh
And lay you down in that blue grass
That certain smile hey girl you own it (Own it baby)
Come lay your head here next to mine (Next to mine)
You know I cherish every moment (Every single moment)
And I love you till the end of time, end of time, end of time
You know the sun is shining on Kentucky (Shining baby)
They're drinking bourbon by the batch (By the batch)
I walk that line because you love me
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
Sun is shining on Kentucky
They're drinking bourbon by the batch (By the batch)
I walk that line because you love me (Because you love me)
And I wanna be your Johnny Cash, Johnny Cash
And lay you down in that blue grass (Lay you down in that blue grass)
And lay you down in that blue grass (I wanna be your Johnny Cash)
And lay you down in that blue grass (Lay you down)
Oh oh oh
Your Johnny Cash
Writer: ROBERT RITCHIE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Ain't Enough Whiskey
They talk about money, talk about jobs
Talk about religion and playing the odds
Talk about freedom, talk about faith
They talking 'bout taking my guns away
Monkeys in suits writing laws and rules,
They just bicker and fight
But I ain't gotta listen to them goddamn fools
'Cause I know what's right
Ain't enough whiskey, women and wine
Ain't enough money, stitches and time
Moonshine honey, a little white line
Ain't enough change to change my mind
Rock on
They talk about the greedy, talk about the poor
They talking 'bout sending my daughter to war
Talk about spending, talk about pay,
They talk about defending the NSA
Monkeys in suits writing laws and rules,
There's no end in sight
But I ain't gotta listen to them goddamn fools
'Cause I know what's right
Ain't enough whiskey, women and wine
Ain't enough money, stitches and time
Moonshine honey, a little white line
Ain't enough change to change my mind
I might be crazy but I ain't no fool
I got them red-blooded white boy blues
Ain't enough whiskey, women and wine
Ain't enough money, stitches and time
Moonshine honey, a little white line
Ain't enough change to change my mind
Ain't enough whiskey, women and wine
Ain't enough money, stitches and time
Moonshine honey, a little white line
Ain't enough change to change my mind
Writer: Marlon Young, Robert Ritchie
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
Drinking Beer With Dad
It's the simple things in life
But life ain't so simple right
And times get hard and people can make you mad
But I remember when I was young
I couldn't wait to turn 21
Sit in the backyard sun and drink beer with dad
Drinking beer with dad
Out there on the back porch swinging
Drinking beer with dad
Picking my guitar and grinning
We'd hem and haw, we'd cuss and fight
But that's where I learned life's best advice
We'd talk about when I was young and bad
Sometimes he'd make me fightin' mad
Best education I ever had
Was out there on the back porch drinking beer with dad
Nowadays most things have changed
This whole world is heading down the drain
There's no God in schools
Toting guns is the latest fad
A little discipline would sure be nice
A little lesson in wrong and right
Maybe it's time young man to have a beer with dad
Drinking beer with dad
Out there on the back porch swinging
Drinking beer with dad
Picking my guitar and singing
I'd play him songs all through the night
I'd praise the Lord I saw the light
We'd stay up late and make mom mad
But half the time we'd just laugh and laugh
Some of the best times I ever had
Was out there on the back porch drinking beer with dad
Now son I'm so damn proud of you
And the young man you've turned into
You're the best son a father could ever have
And though your grandpa's done past on
Soon you'll be 21
So come on the back porch son and have a beer with dad
Drinking beer with dad
Out there on the back porch swinging
Drinking beer with dad
Picking our guitars and grinning
We'll hem and haw, we'll cuss and fight
But I'll pass along life's best advice
We'll talk about your old granddad
The things he gave us he never had
I wish forever our time could last
I wish this world wouldn't move so fast
Out here on the back porch
Out here on the back porch drinking beer with dad
Writer: ROBERT RITCHIE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Good Time Lookin For Me
I'm gonna find a highway or back road I could roll on
Put some weight in the tank now and fire up my favorite song
I'm gonna ride to nowhere or anywhere I can be free, yeah
Cuz I know somewhere there's a good time lookin' for me
I'm gonna find the crossroads and wash Mississippi clean
And deal that devil his due me and old Jimmy Beam
I'm gonna find some white lines and follow them wherever they lead
Cuz I know somewhere there's a good time lookin' for me
A juke joint jumpin' with whiskey flowing like a river, yeah
A cowboy band with a banjo picker and a fiddler, yeah
I'm gonna look under every stone and shake every tree
Cuz I know somewhere there's a good time lookin' for me
I'm gonna keep on moving even if I have to thumb my way
I'm so tired of feuding and watching my life slip away
Now I don't really care if it's New York or Tennessee
Cuz I know somewhere there's a good time lookin' for me
A juke joint jumpin' with whiskey flowing like a river, yeah
A cowboy band with a banjo picker and a fiddler, yeah
I'm gonna look under every stone and shake every tree
Cuz I know somewhere there's a good time lookin' for me
I said baby, baby, baby don't you wanna go?
I said baby, baby, baby don't you wanna go?
I got my hand on the throttle, I'm telling you I'm on my way
I can't wait for tomorrow or sit around for Judgment Day
And I could care less about anywhere that I gotta be
Cuz I know somewhere there's a good time lookin' for me
Cuz I know somewhere there's a good time lookin' for me
Cuz I know somewhere there's a good time lookin' for me
Writer: MARLON YOUNG, MARLON RAY YOUNG, ROBERT RITCHIE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., BLUEWATER MUSIC CORP.
Best Of Me
I can't sing like Marvin Gaye no
I can't play that grand piano
I never was at the top of my class
I never threw no touchdown pass
All I got's cut glass to stand on
'Cause I never planned on getting my hands on
No kind of cash or woman like you
That could last a whole life through
But now that you're here
It seems so clear
Now I ain't got no southern mansion
And I ain't much good at slow dancing
I never swam the English channel
People they say I'm hard to handle
'Cause I'm like a candle in the wind
Where you end's where I begin
And I'll never win 'cause I'm good at losing
But thank the Lord I'm good at choosing
'Cause now that we're here
It seems so clear
When the lights go down and the music plays
I feel like a king that can sing for days
I know some times that we don't always agree (We don't always agree)
They scream for more and the more I give
It takes a toll on the way we live
Please forgive me baby and try and see (Try and see)
Yeah try and see
Please try and see
But you get the best of me
(Ooh, you get the best of me)
Now I didn't make no reservations
And I didn't plan no great vacation
'Cause I've been chasing raindrops falling
Running from love when it keeps calling
And I know you think I'm just playing the field
But let me show you girl what's real
'Cause I'm all in like a crazy gambler
And though I don't have all the answers
Now that you're here
It seems so clear
When the lights go down and the music plays
I feel like a king that can sing for days
I know some times that we don't always agree (We don't always agree)
They scream for more and the more I give
It takes a toll on the life we live
Please forgive me baby and try and see (Try and see)
Yeah try and see (Please try and see)
Please try and see
That you get the best of me
(Ooh, you get the best of me)
Oh, hm
When the lights go down and the music plays
I feel like a king that can sing for days
I know some times that we don't always agree (We don't always agree)
They scream for more and the more I give
It takes a toll on the life we live
Please forgive me baby and try and see (Try and see)
Yeah try and see (Please try and see)
Please try and see
That you get the best of me
(Ooh, you get the best of me) Best of me, best of me
You get the best of me
(Ooh, you get the best of me) Best of me, best of me
You get the best of me
You get the best of me
Writer: Marlon Ray Young, Robert Ritchie
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
One More Song
It's so damn fine to see you once again
It's been so long and I sure could use a friend
My baby left me high and dry last evening
And all I can do is try and stop the bleeding
I got no money and feel so alone and I ain't got much to say
I should be headed home right now but I think I'd rather stay
So play one more song, turn up the radio
And play one more song 'cause I'm not ready to go, oh no
She was a hot little hooker and I wonder where she gone
Had a smile like summer and her legs were firm and long
She dressed to kill and she loved to rock 'n' roll
She trashed my name and then she stole my soul
She said forever is what we'd be, but that ain't what went down
So please won't you have a friend in me and pour me another round
And play one more song
Some old time rock 'n' roll
Yeah play one more song
But don't play nothing slow
I don't wanna hear them old sad songs
'Cause that'd just make me cry
I just wanna drink and dance all night
And let the music be my guide yeah
I'm gonna call the band up and head out on the road
'Cause I got music deep inside my soul
I'm gonna sing from the heart and try to spark some change
'Cause good time music helps to ease the pain
And when the lights go down and the crowd gets loud,
I'm gonna let her go
And if it feels right, I'll stay all night
If you're not ready to go, if no one's ready to go
I'll play one more song, some back beat blue-eyed soul
I'll play one more song, some Alabama Muscle Shoals
I'll play one more song 'cause I'm not ready to go
I'll play one more song
And ease my troubled soul
I don't really care who's wrong or right
But I don't wanna be alone tonight
So play one more song
Play one more song
Play one more song
Play one more song
Baby now, one more song
Sing it now, one more song
Play one more song
Writer: ROBERT RITCHIE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Jesus And Bocephus
Sometimes I've had too much to drink
Get all stoned and play some Hank
I guess that's just the way I am
And I love the man from Galilee
Because he died for you and me
I met them both in Dixieland
Cuz I've got Jesus and Bocephus
They both help me to live my life
I went from Jim Beam, to my bible
With Jesus and Bocephus, right there by my side
When the water all turned into wine
I lost my mind for a time
I felt them both holding my hand
Looking through these bloodshot eyes
Praise The Lord I saw the light
And two sets of footprints in the sand
Cuz I've got Jesus and Bocephus
They both help me to live my life
I went from Jim Beam, to my bible
With Jesus and Bocephus, right there by my side
I was cashing in, I was casting stones
I was lost in sin I was on my own
But now I don't feel alone
Cuz I've got Jesus and Bocephus
They both help me to live my life
I went from Jim Beam, to my bible
With Jesus and Bocephus, right here by my side
With Jesus and Bocephus, right here until the day I die
Jesus and Bocephus
Writer: JEFFREY LEE ORR, ROBERT J RITCHIE
Copyright: Lyrics © GOOD HOME GROWN MUSIC
FOAD
I heard that you been talking 'bout me
Walkin' round without a tear in your eye, eyes, eyes
Airing out my dirty laundry while trying to suck my well bone dry, dry, dry
You ain't nothing but complicated
Everything you preach is a lie
Everything I try you hate it
So baby why don't you just f*ck off and die
I heard that you been speaking softly
Trying to toss my good name under the bus, bus, bus
Creeping 'round with everybody
Hey baby whatever happened to trust, trust, trust
You ain't nothing but complicated
Every time you love it's a lie
You got me so damn agitated
So baby why don't you just f*ck off and die
F*ck off and die
All your lies and hatred
F*ck off and die
All the good times wasted
Die for the good yeah die for the bad
Die for the memories we'll never have
C'est la vie adios f*ck off and die
I'm giving you an ultimatum
Cuz I ain't gonna watch you break him down, down, down
You told me you were trying to save him
But all you did was sit back and watch him drown, drown, drown
The truth is far from how you played it
Everything you said was a lie
All this time I watched you fake it
So baby why don't you just f*ck off and
You ain't nothing but complicated
You put me down every time I try
You're so damn jealous I finally made it
So baby why don't you just f*ck off and die
So baby now you can kiss my ass goodbye
Yeah f*ck off and die
Writer: EDWARD JURDI, GORDY QUIST, ROBERT RITCHIE
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Say Goodbye
We haven't really talked about it
All we do is walk around it now
I hate to say I've thought about it
I wish that we could make this work somehow
It's not really complicated
I can hear it when you sigh
Comes a time we have to face it
Maybe it's just time to say goodbye
Lately I can feel us drifting
Even though the good outweighs the bad
Feels like our world is shifting, but yet you are the best I've ever had
I still love to watch you sleeping
I still see that look in your eye
But there's seeing and believing
And maybe it's just time to say goodbye
Say goodbye, to all the times we treasure
Say goodbye, let the chips fall where they lie
Say goodbye, to things we cannot measure
Walk away, say goodbye
I'll remember you forever
I'll remember every single year
Running through the rain and laughing
And later in our bed with you so near
And I know when I am older
And the clouds fill up the sky
I may look over my shoulder
And know I was too young to say goodbye
Years from now when I am older
I may sit and wonder why
Will I look over my shoulder
And know I was too young to say goodbye
I was just too young to say goodbye
Say goodbye
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