Tác giả: Eric Church
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
1. Use every crayon color that you've got. A fishing pole sinks faster than a tackle box. Nothing turns a day around like licking a mixing bowl. I learned that from a three year old. 2. A garbage can is a damn good spot.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
Rattlesnake said to the copperhead. "You give us vipers a real bad name". You prey on the weakest, the [?] for no reason. No wonder we get blamed. Copperhead laughed, said "Kiss my ass! "You can bark but there.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
That's who we are. That's how we roll. The Outsiders, The Outsiders. Our women get hot, and our leather gets stained. When we saddle up and ride 'em in the pouring rain. We're the junkyard dogs, we're the alley cats. Keep.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Luke Bryan & Jason Aldean & Eric Church
Well, I grew up in one of them old farm towns. Where they hit it hard 'til the sun goes down. Nobody really seemed to care. That we were living in the middle of nowhere. We just figured that's how it.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
The only joint my mother burned was on the rural route. She parked in old man Taylor's woods so she wouldn't be found out. Turned off the dome light and snuck off by herself. Crouched down beneath that window, fired it up,
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
It ain't a needle in a vein. It ain't backstage sex. It ain't lines of cocaine on a private jet. It ain't havin' a posse full of hangers on following you around. It ain't long hair tattoos playin' too loud. (No). It ain't.
Tác giả: Eric Church
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
1. To this day when i hear that song. I see you standing there on that lawn. Discount shades, store bought tan, flip-flops and cut off jeans. Somewhere between that setting sun, i'm on fire and born to run. You looked at me.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
Beer don't keep. A glove's not cheap. And trucks don't wreck themselves. Mama ain't a shrink. Daddy ain't a bank. And God ain't wishin' well. Money ain't rich. Everybody sins. And nobody wins in a fight. And.
Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Ca sĩ: Eric Church
I don't own nothin' new. I might look like a mess to you. But I'm solid. This ol' thing I drive around. Got some rust, makes some funny sounds. But it's paid for and solid. You may.