Tác giả: Eric Church & Jeff Hyde & Luke Dick
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
1. Another Friday night. There's a line of cars leaving. Home team's got an out-of-towner. Me, I'm sitting on the hood of mine drinking. I'm just a parking lot down-and-outer. 2. Under that high school bleacher. I drove.
Tác giả: Eric Church & Jeff Hyde
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
Since you turned the tables on me. I've been steady and learnin' lonely. Keepin' this turntable spinnin'. Everything from Jones to Jennings. Slowly plannin' my survival. In a three-foot stack of vinyl. Since you.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Keith Urban & Eric Church
I'm talkin' 'bout lighter on a Saturday night. The band plays a song you like. And you sing along. Raise em' up. I'm talkin' bout daddy's old pick up truck. Shot gun seat thiers the one you love. And you're kissin'.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
I killed my first monster when I was seven years old. He melted like butter in my bathroom's sixty-watt bulb. Kept a three-cell MagLite from Daddy's workshop drawer. Under my pillow and I'd pull it like a.
Tác giả: Eric Church
Ca sĩ: Eric Church & Susan Tedeschi
1. Turn on a neon light. At least make it feel like night. Put on some this or that. And maybe I won't feel so bad. Need a little background noise. To drown out this little voice. Running circles 'round my.
Tác giả: Eric Church & Casey Beth
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
1. I still remember Miss Bessie singing. Black, wrinkled fingers on ivory keys. Just five years old, my church shoes a-dangling. Yeah, she's long gone and I'm still chasing this song. With a guitar full of.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
We're playing those mind games together. Pushing the barriers planting seeds. Playing the mind guerrilla. Chanting the Mantra peace on earth. We all been playing those mind games forever. Some kinda druid dudes lifting the.
Tác giả: Nhac Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
I, I been gone I been gone too long singing my songs on the road. Another town one more show and I'm coming home. Don't give a damn what these keys I hold I'm gonna knock down that front door, and. I'ma find out what that.
Tác giả: Eric Church & Travis Meadows & Jeremy Spillman
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
1. Yeah, I'd give this last wrinkled dollar. In my pocket that I earned. With a hammer and vice. If I could undo some things. And grow me some wings. Fly out of this quarter tonight. 2. Yeah, tonight, every man with a.
Tác giả: Eric Church
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
1. If I could kill a word and watch it die. I'd poison "never," shoot goodbye. Beat "regret" when I felt I had the nerve. Yeah, I'd pound "fear" to a pile of sand. Choke "lonely" out with my bare hands. I'd hang "hate" so.