Tyler Hubbard - Strong Lyrics
Wish You Would
We been dancin' around it
We been walkin' that edge
We been talkin' about it
But we ain't gone there yet
I've been holdin' my horses
Tryna take it real slow
But I'm waitin' here for ya
Sittin' ready to roll
I wish you would light me up
Be that fire that's in my cup
Break my walls, cross that line
Take my breath and take my time
I wish you would trip me up
Make this old boy fall in love
Wreck my plans, rock my world
Be my brown-eyed, blue-jean girl
I wish you would, I wish you would
Aw, I wish you would (yeah)
Be my up-all-nighter
And my mornin' light
Be my shotgun rider
My every Sunday drive
Wear out that dance floor, let me hold you close
At the end of the night, let me not let you go
I wish you would light me up
Be that fire that's in my cup
Break my walls, cross that line
Take my breath and take my time
I wish you would trip me up
Make this old boy fall in love
Wreck my plans, rock my world
Be my brown-eyed, blue-jean girl
I wish you would, I wish you would
Aw, I wish you would (yeah)
Whoa
I could settle on down with ya just like that
Whoa
Just say the word and we'll never look back
I wish you would
I wish you would
Oh, I wish you would
I wish you would light me up
Be that fire that's in my cup
Break my walls, cross that line
Take my breath and take my time
I wish you would trip me up
Make this old boy fall in love
Wreck my plans, rock my world
Be my brown-eyed, blue-jean girl
I wish you would, I wish you would
Girl, I wish you would
(Every Sunday drive)
I wish, I wish you would
I wish you would (I wish you would)
I wish, I wish you would
Girl, I wish you would (yeah)
I wish, I wish you would
I wish you would
I wish, I wish you would
Writer: Chris Lacorte, Corey Crowder, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Park
I got a souped-up ride, and I really wanna ride you 'round
And this time of night, there ain't no red lights out
We got a good, long stretch of road
To see how fast this thing will go
But that shoulder on the side's lookin' mighty fine right now
I can drive you from this holler to Hollywood
Got like 700 horses under the hood
But I can't hold you at this high speed
And you look good in that side seat
While we makin' these tires scream in this old car
All I wanna do is park
All I wanna do is park
We can burn this old dirt road like a racetrack
Or we can turn the key and let the seats lay way back
Count the midnight windshield stars
Watch the sunrise in my arms
If we don't go nowhere, girl, I wouldn't hate that
I can drive you from this holler to Hollywood
Got like 700 horses under the hood
But I can't hold you at this high speed
And you look good in that side seat
While we makin' these tires scream in this old car
All I wanna do is park
All I wanna do is park
Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh, oh
Mm, the way you lookin' in that glow, 'bout to go crazy
Wanna cut that engine, kiss you slow, baby, oh, baby
I can drive you from this holler to Hollywood
Got like 700 horses under the hood
But I can't hold you at this high speed
And you look good in that side seat
While we makin' these tires scream in this old car
All I wanna do is park
All I wanna do is
All I wanna do is park
All I wanna do is
Pull this thing right over, oh, yeah
All I wanna do is
Pull this thing on over
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Canaan Lee Smith, Jesse Frasure, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
A Lot With A Little
Pinholes in a tin-can sky
Stars shinin' like diamonds
Got me wishin' I could bottle up time
Take a sip and just dive in
Don't let one second go
Or waste a drop of anything
That sun is gettin' close
But you and me, yeah, baby, we
Still got a little moonlight
Still got a little windin' road
Still got a little all-night
Left in the throttle
Yeah, girl, we got a little
Love song on the radio dial
Bench seat smile while you slide in the middle
And steal a little kiss on a night like this
Me and you can do a lot with a little
One look could light one spark
And set the whole truck on fire
One kiss could take two hearts
Further than any four tires
That clock is countin' down
And I ain't even worried 'bout it
Still got a little moonlight
Still got a little windin' road
Still got a little all-night
Left in the throttle
Yeah, girl, we got a little
Love song on the radio dial
Bench seat smile while you slide in the middle
And steal a little kiss on a night like this
Me and you can do a lot with a little
Yeah, a lot with a little
Me and you, me and you, yeah
We can do a lot with a little
Me and you, me and you, yeah
We can do a lot with a little
Still got a little moonlight
Still got a little windin' road
Still got a little all-night
Left in the throttle
Yeah, girl, we got a little
Love song on the radio dial
Bench seat smile while you slide in the middle
And steal a little kiss on a night like this
Me and you can do a lot with a little
Yeah, a lot with a little
Me and you, me and you, yeah, we can do
Aw, yeah, a lot with a little
Me and you, me and you, yeah, we can do
Yeah, a lot with a little
Writer: Casey Brown, Parker Welling Nohe, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Night Like That
Been clockin' overtime
I'm kinda over it
It's time to kill a little out at the farm
Yeah, let's go
Bust out the muscadine
Round up our rowdy friends
Let's burn it down until the embers are dark
Singin', oh-oh-oh-oh
It's been a little while now
Oh-oh-oh-oh, since we went and let some wild out
I need to go get lost
I need to clear my head
Somewhere to light one up
Somethin' to knock off the edge
Turn up the tie-one-on
Kick off the kick-on-back
Oh, yeah, it's been too long
I need a night like that
Yeah, I need a night like that
Yeah, let's have a night like that
The kind of night when you catch a ride
If you don't pass out in a side-by-side
You wake up when the sun is hot
And you can't tell if you're still drunk or not
But we had a good time, gon' do it again
Right back where the blacktop ends
Oh, yeah
I need to go get lost
I need to clear my head
Somewhere to light one up
Somethin' to knock off the edge
Turn up the tie-one-on
Kick off the kick-on-back
Oh, yeah, it's been too long
I need a night like that
Oh, yeah
Ha-ha, come on
Yeah, I need a night like that
Yeah, let's have a night like that
Night like that
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, it's been a little while now
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Since we went and let some wild out
I need to go get lost
And clear my head
Somewhere to light one up
Somethin' to knock off the edge
Turn up the tie-one-on
Kick off the kick-on-back
Oh, yeah, it's been too long
I need a night like that
Yeah, I need a night like that
Yes, I do
Yeah, let's have a night like that
Night like that
A night like that
Night like that
Yeah, let's have a night like that
Writer: Andy Albert, Jordan Mark Schmidt, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, ENDURANCE MUSIC GROUP, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Take Me Back
Have you moved on
Since I moved out?
Has enough time gone by by now?
Are you better off?
Are you doin' fine?
Do I ever run across your mind?
After 18 summers of growin' up fast
Thought we outgrew each other, I never looked back
But I am who I am
'Cause you made me to be
And I wonder if you ever miss me
'Cause
I think about you when a summer rain falls
I sing about you when I'm writin' these songs
Didn't forget about you for a minute
I know I hurt you, and it hurts to admit it
I hate that I left you without a goodbye
Would you forgive me, give it one more try?
Do I stand a chance if I ever come back around?
Would you take me back, hometown?
Yeah, I'm sorry, I didn't ever make time to see ya
Mama moved out, found it hard to find a reason
Started a family, I'd love you to meet 'em
Yeah, one of these days
I think about you when a summer rain falls
I sing about you when I'm writin' these songs
Didn't forget about you for a minute
I know I hurt you, and it hurts to admit it
I hate that I left you without a goodbye
Would you forgive me, give it one more try?
Do I stand a chance if I ever come back around?
Would you take me back, hometown?
Take me back, hometown
Yeah
Does your creek still run?
Are your roads still dirt?
Can you still get found at that little white church?
Do the kids still park down at Lovers Lane?
Yeah, I hope one of us didn't ever change
'Cause I think about you when a summer rain falls
I sing about you when I'm writin' these songs
Ain't forget about you for a minute
I know I hurt you, and it hurts to admit it
I hate that I left you without a goodbye (Goodbye)
Would you forgive me, give it one more try?
Do I stand a chance if I ever come back around?
Ever come back around
Would you take me back, hometown?
Take me back, take me back
Take me back, hometown
Take me back, take me back
Hometown
Writer: Chris Lacorte, Corey Crowder, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Back Then Right Now
Back then, right now
Back when that blacktop was just a gravel road
Back when that Walmart was just a fishin' hole
Back when my ol' guitar had some brand-new strings
Yes, it did
Back when a work truck was just a stick shift
Back when you took a pic and didn't have to post it
Back when a Baptist church was where we learned to sing
Yeah, we did
I could use some back then, right now
'98 Chevy with the tailgate down
Fm only with the gold up loud
Burnin' up the night
Innocent and wild
I could use a little more wide open
Back when all I wanted was the hand I was holdin'
Livin' in the moment
With the good time crowd
Makin' life count
Damn, I could use a little more
Back then, right now
Back then, right now
Back when a, "How ya been?" Came through a phone call
Back when a pastime was watchin' baseball
Yeah, back when politics, it wasn't table talk
Back when you had a fight, you could just walk it off
I could use some back then right now
'98 Chevy with the tailgate down
Fm only with the gold up loud
Burnin' up the night
Innocent and wild
I could use a little more wide open
Back when all I wanted was the hand I was holdin'
Livin' in the moment
With the good time crowd
Makin' life count
Damn, I could use a little more
Back then, right now
Back then, right now
Back then, it was simple, it was slow (mm, yeah)
We didn't worry 'bout what we didn't know
I could use some back then, right now
'98 Chevy with the tailgate down
Fm only with the gold up loud
Burnin' up the night
Innocent and wild
I could use a little more wide open
Back when all I wanted was the hand I was holdin'
Livin' in the moment
With the good time crowd
Makin' life count
(Yeah) damn, I could use a little more
Back then, right now
Back then, back then, back then, right now
Yeah, back then, right now
Back then, back then, back then right now
Yeah, back then, right now
Just a little more back then now
Writer: David Garcia, Geoff Warburton, Jessie Jo Dillion, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Vegas
I remember when I got your number
Said, "What's your last name? You can take mine"
It got you laughin', but I really did wonder
What you were doin' for the rest of your life
I was playin' it cool
But to tell you the truth
I woulda took you to Vegas, right then and there
Found us a chapel and somethin' to wear
Just me, you, and Elvis
Sayin', "I do"
Yeah, it woulda been crazy
But I woulda with you
Whoa, whoa
Even though I know your daddy woulda killed me
I'da bought a couple tickets in a heartbeat
Hindsight, baby, all I can say is
First night, no lie
I'da took you to Vegas
I'da took you to Vegas, yeah
Bet we'da hit the strip
Bet we'da flipped some chips
Found a shop and got a couple matchin' tattoos
Yeah, they'da called us young
Yeah, they'da called us dumb
And we'd be both of those, baby, if I only knew
You would say, "Yes"
You would say
On the night that we met
I woulda took you to Vegas, right then and there
Found us a chapel and somethin' to wear
Just me, you, and Elvis
Sayin', "I do"
Yeah, it woulda been crazy
But I woulda with you
Whoa, whoa
Even though I know your daddy woulda killed me
I'da bought a couple tickets in a heartbeat
Hindsight, baby, all I can say is
First night, no lie
I'da took you to Vegas
I'da took you to Vegas, yeah
Aw, yeah
Hell, I'da took you to Vegas, right then and there
Found us a chapel and a ring you could wear
Just me, you, and Elvis
Sayin', "I do"
They'd call us crazy
I was crazy for you
Whoa, whoa
Even though I know your daddy woulda killed me
I'da saved him all the money in a heartbeat
Yes, I would
Hindsight, baby, all I can say is
All I can say is
First night, no lie
I'da took you to Vegas
Woulda burned down the strip
In a pink Cadillac
Woulda painted the town
Tied some cans on the back
I'da took you to Vegas, yeah
I woulda took you to Vegas
Woulda took you to Vegas
Writer: Andy Albert, Jordan Mark Schmidt, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, AMPLIFIED ADMINISTRATION, ENDURANCE MUSIC GROUP, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Turn
Yeah, what you know about a one-light, cattle town?
Instead of pavin' the roads, they just throw gravel down
It's where we turn coffee-can cash into gas and beer
The middle of nowhere to "Glad you're here"
The fast lane into slow-down (slow-down)
It's where you live and you learn how
To turn grass into dirt, turn seeds into rows
Prayers into rain, turn tires off a road
Dust into clouds when the sun turns red
Turn a hand-me-down Chevy to a creekside bed
Headlights burnin', radio's workin'
Her sweet smile's gettin' some ol' boy turnin'
That midnight kiss into those three words
A girl like her will make your whole world turn
The way she turns 501s into long, tan legs (huh)
She can turn a bad day around like she turns those heads, yeah
She can turn one little look into turnin' me on
Five more minutes into all night long
I'm holdin' onto heaven down here
On a tailgate date way out where
We turn grass into dirt, turn seeds into rows
Prayers into rain, turn tires off a road
Dust into clouds when the sun turns red
Turn a hand-me-down Chevy to a creekside bed
Headlights burnin', radio's workin'
Her sweet smile's gettin' some ol' boy turnin'
That midnight kiss into those three words
A girl like her will make your whole world turn
Ooh, all it takes is just one look in those brown eyes
Ooh, to get a taste of the good life
And turn a rock from the ground to a ring on her hand
A house to a home on a little piece of land
Where we turn grass grass into dirt, turn seeds into rows (seeds into rows)
Prayers into rain, turn tires off a road
Dust into clouds when the sun turns red
Turn a hand-me-down Chevy to a creekside bed (creekside bed)
Headlights burnin', radio's workin'
Her sweet smile's gettin' some ol' boy turnin'
That midnight kiss into those three words (those three words)
A girl like her will make your whole world turn
A girl like her
Will make your whole world turn, yeah (yes, she will)
Will make your whole world turn
Mm
Writer: Casey Brown, Joshua Miller, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
American Mellencamp
Whoa
I remember hearin' "Little Pink Houses"
On the radio in my first truck
Ridin' two lanes of freedom, ain't that a feelin'?
16 and turnin' it up
Passin' tattered Old Glory on a front porch
That song hit me different that day
It was four and a half minutes
All about livin' in nowhere USA
Where it's workweek money buyin' good, cold beer
And NASCAR runnin' on four Goodyears
Tailgate datin' at the Dairy Queen
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Friday night lights from the very top row
And fixer-ups racin' down an old, back road
All out chasin' down the same damn thing
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout a quarterback
Fallin' for a prom queen
Parkin' in a field 'til the sun comes up
I'm talkin' 'bout a sweet tea
Sunday afternoon out at Mama's house
Can't forget where I came from
Where I came from
Where it's workweek money buyin' good, cold beer
And NASCAR runnin' on four Goodyears
Tailgate datin' at the Dairy Queen
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Friday-night lights from the very top row
And fixer-ups racin' down an old, back road
All out chasin' down the same damn thing
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Whoa, whoa
I remember hearin' "Little Pink Houses"
On the radio in my first truck
Yeah, it's workweek money buyin' good, cold beer
And NASCAR runnin' on four Goodyears
Tailgate datin' at the Dairy Queen
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Friday-night lights from the very top row
Very top row
And fixer-ups racin' down an old, back road
Old, back road
All out chasin' down the same damn thing
Same damn thing
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Writer: Jaren Johnston, Jordan Schmidt, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, ENDURANCE MUSIC GROUP, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
BNAA
BNA to LAX and back to BNA again
Kiss you when I get back home
But I don't wanna wait 'til then, no
Girl, I gotta roll, the bus is leavin'
You know what you're doin', don't you?
Nothing but a towel on
You make me never ever wanna go
Wish I could bottle up all your love
I'd take it with me everywhere that I run
I'd never have to sober up from your touch
Your kiss would keep me high up in the clouds
Up in the clouds
If I could bottle up your lovin'
Baby, I'd never put that bottle down (Down)
I'd never put that bottle down (Down)
Hey, girl, I got your picture in my wallet
Feel your heartbeat in my music
I can't love you through the phone
The way I really wanna do it
You don't know how bad I miss it
How bad I miss it
I'm wishin' I could bottle up all your love
I'd take it with me everywhere that I run
I'd never have to sober up from your touch
Your kiss would keep me high up in the clouds
Up in the clouds
If I could bottle up your lovin'
Baby, I'd never put that bottle down
Put that bottle down
I'd have lightning
I'd have thunder
I'd have moonshine
I'd have the sun, girl
If I could bottle up all your love
I'll take it with me everywhere that I run
I'd never have to sober up from your touch
Your kiss would keep me high up in the clouds, yeah
If I could bottle up your lovin'
Baby, I'd never put that bottle down
Nah, I'd never put that bottle down (Down)
That's right
BNA to LAX and back to BNA again
Down
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Summer Talkin
Every time I see a sunset, I get
A burnin' down in my heart, and wonder where you are
Every time I feel a warm breeze, I see
Your yellow sundress dance, two hearts in the sand, and damn
I just can't believe I got all caught up in it like a wave over you
What a fool
Oh, I guess I shoulda known it was so good, it would be over too soon
Oh, I never knew
It was just the summer talkin'
Taste of the salt in your kiss that had me hypnotized
Girl, the way the sun was shinin', I was blinded
Thinkin' you were only mine
Oh, I, I
I thought we'd be together from then until forever
But September came callin'
Said it was just the summer talkin'
It was just the summer talkin'
It's funny how that heat can wear off when the leaves fall
And I fell too, so why didn't you?
I guess we were just a couple-month kinda crush, not enough
Don't wanna make it last, still wouldn't take it back
Oh, I can't believe I got all caught up in it like a wave over you
What a fool
Oh, I guess I shoulda known it was so good, it would be over too soon
Oh, I never knew
It was just the summer talkin'
Taste of the salt in your kiss that had me hypnotized
Girl, the way the sun was shinin', I was blinded
Thinkin' you were only mine
Oh, I, I
I thought we'd be together from then until forever
But September came callin'
Said it was just the summer talkin'
It was just the summer talkin'
Heartbreak for a souvenir
Wishin' you were here
But you're gone, gone, gone
Heartbreak for a souvenir
Wishin' you were here
But you're gone, gone, gone
Yeah, and it was just the summer talkin'
And lyin' to me (Lyin')
It was just the summer talkin'
Taste of the salt in your kiss that had me hypnotized
Girl, the way the sun was shinin', I was blinded
Thinkin' you were only mine
Oh, I, I
I thought we'd be together from then until forever
But September came callin'
Said it was just the summer talkin'
It was just the summer talkin'
It was just the summer talk, summer talk
It was just the summer talkin'
It was just the summer talk, summer talk
It was just the summer talkin'
Writer: Ashley Glenn Gorley, Jesse Frasure, Jessie Jo Dillon, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
73 Beetle
Well, I remember stallin' out
In the driveway just learnin' how
To work a clutch and ease out on the gas
It wasn't much to talk about
All dented up and broken down
But I was still a wide-eyed boy
Just proud of what I had
When I turned fourteen
And Daddy told me
That we could make it mine
Me and him would make her shine
That good ol' '73 Volkswagen Beetle
The one that me and my old man
Always dreamed about
There in that passenger seat
I can always see him
I roll the windows down and take the long way to the house
'Cause there's no place that I'd rather be
Than drivin' that '73 Volkswagen Beetle
That Volkswagen Beetle, yeah
Yeah, a bunch of time and money spent
And somehow, we just never did
Finish that old hot rod up while we had the chance
'Cause I moved out and life moved on
Next thing I knew, my dad had gone
Home to be with Jesus
It was hard to understand
Just what the hours spent in that garage would mean to me
Now every Sunday chance I get
I ride around and sing in
That good ol' '73 Volkswagen Beetle
The one that me and my old man
Always dreamed about
There in that passenger seat
I can always see him
I roll the windows down and take the long way to the house
'Cause there's no place that I'd rather be
Than drivin' that '73 Volkswagen Beetle
That Volkswagen Beetle, yeah
Now I got myself a couple boys of my own
I'll pass it down, we'll ride around
The way we used to roll in
That good ol' '73 Volkswagen Beetle
The one that me and my old man
Always dreamed about
There in that passenger seat
I can always see him
I roll the windows down and take the long way to the house
'Cause there's no place that I'd rather be
I'd rather be
Than drivin' that '73 Volkswagen Beetle
That Volkswagen Beetle
Oh, we'll ride around
In that Volkswagen Beetle
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Strong
Strong
Like steel in the toe of the work boots I got on
Like the drawl from all them good old boys back home
Like the Mississippi River and who-knows-what-proof liquor
Just a couple sips will get you gone
Strong
Girl, that's you and me down to a T
Just made to make it all lifelong
God only knows what we got down the road
But it's your hand I'm holdin', so we'll keep on goin'
Strong
As a hundred-year oak, new rope on an old tire swing
As the gold in the band with the diamond on your left-hand ring
Yeah, some things ain't built right, break down on a dime
But some things just hold up and stand the test of time
Girl, that's you and me down to a T
Just made to make it all lifelong
God only knows what we got down the road
But it's your hand I'm holdin', so we'll keep on goin'
Strong
Like granddaddy's hands
After workin' fifty years on that land
Strong
That barn that still stands on the back of the farm
After makin' it through all the Tennessee storms
Girl, that's you and me down to a T
Just made to make it all lifelong
And God only knows what we got down the road
But it's your hand I'm holdin', so we'll keep on goin'
Strong
We'll keep goin' strong
Yes, we will
Girl, it's your hand I'm holdin', so we'll keep on goin'
Strong
Goin' strong
Keep goin' strong
Writer: Joshua Miller, Matthew Dragstrem, Tyler Hubbard
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.