Texoma Shore

written by Ben Hayslip, Josh Thompson and Matt Dragstream

Girl, it’s high time, I tell ya
No more messing around
Time to lay these cards on the table
And just throw it on down

I’m talkin’ you and me with the same street name
Same last name, same everything
It’s a real thing, how I feel thing
So I’m a go on and take a swing

You find the spot and I’ll find the money
You be the pretty and I’ll be the funny
You plant the flowers, I’ll plant the kisses
Baby, let’s get right down to business

I’ll hang the pictures, you hang the stars
You pick the paint, I’ll pick a guitar
Sing you a song out there with the crickets and the frogs
You name the babies and I’ll name the dogs
Yeah

You can park your car in the driveway
I’ll park my truck in the grass
I’ll put a little swing on the front porch
If you put a little tea in my glass

Watch a sunset from a gravel road
Kiss me in the kitchen on your tippy toes
Still lovin’ on you when the rooster crows
Watching way more than the garden grow

You find the spot and I’ll find the money
You be the pretty and I’ll be the funny
You plant the flowers, I’ll plant the kisses
Baby, let’s get right down to business

I’ll hang the pictures, you hang the stars
You pick the paint, I’ll pick a guitar
Sing you a song out there with the crickets and the frogsYou name the babies and I’ll name the dogs

Yeah, laying next to you every night
Sounds like a damn good life

You find the spot and I’ll find the money
You be the pretty and I’ll be the funny
You plant the flowers, I’ll plant the kisses
Baby, let’s get right down to business

I’ll hang the pictures, you hang the stars
You pick the paint, I’ll pick a guitar
Sing you a song out there with the crickets and the frogs
You name the babies and I’ll name the dogs
Yeah, I’ll name the dogs
You name the babies and I’ll name the dogs
Yeah, I’ll name the dogs

written by Jamie Moore, Craig Wiseman

Don't need no tab, don't need no Visa
No bouncer lookin' like a wannabe Vin Diesel
Don't need your friends all gettin’ jealous
Watchin' you walk in looking so good that you could sell it

Uh, uh, not again
Girl, let's get this party started where the party always ends

Got a yellow backdoor porch party light
Got a speaker in the window playin' Barry White
You and me out here swayin’, star-gazin’
Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out
Get the mood turned on and the lights out
Lose a little something black and lacy on the couch at the house
At the house
Yeah, that's what it's all about

Don’t need no plans, no reservations
Nobody calling me up, saying, “Where you at, man? We waiting.”
We can keep it on chill (oh yeah), or get a little obnoxious
Go ahead and get your freak on, ain’t nobody gonna stop us

Uh, uh, girl, just the essentials
You and me, a little Smithworks
Rockin' out this residential

Got a yellow backdoor porch party light
Got a speaker in the window playin' Barry White
You and me out here swayin’, star-gazin’
Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out
Get the mood turned on and the lights out
Lose a little something black and lacy on the couch at the house

Uh, uh, not again
Girl, let’s get this party started where the party always ends

Got a yellow backdoor porch party light
Got a speaker in the window playin' Barry White
You and me out here swayin’, star-gazin’
Gonna bring it back in, break the candles out
Get the mood turned on and the lights out
Lose a little something black and lacy on the couch at the house
Yeah, at the house
That’s what it’s all about

Mmm, yeah
At the house

written by Abe Stoklasa, Mark Trussell

Without even trying, when I close my eyes
I see you walking around inside of my head
Looking up at the skies, shining brighter
Than a single sunrise that’s ever burned red

And I want to hold you, hold you
Rollin’ in the warm sunshine
If I never told you, told you
I’m giving you the rest of my life

Cos we got the fire tonight
And it makes me want to dance with my baby
In the dead of the night
Just keep on movin’ and groovin’
Til the daylight
I’ll be be right beside you, babe, til the end of time

I’ve been bragging about you, baby
You can bet I’ve been callin’ up all of my friends
Don’t you know I’ve been counting down the days
Feeling just crazy enough to call up your old man

And I want to hold you, hold you
Rollin’ in the warm sunshine
If I never told you, told you
I’m giving you the rest of my life

Cos we got the fire tonight
And it makes me want to dance with my baby
In the dead of the night
Just keep on movin’ and groovin’
Til the daylight
I’ll be be right beside you, babe, til the end of time

I want to hold you, hold you
Rollin’ in the warm sunshine
If I never told you, told you
I’m giving you the rest of my life

Cos we got the fire tonight
And it makes me want to dance with my baby
In the dead of the night
Just keep on movin’ and groovin’
Til the daylight
I’ll be be right beside you, babe, til the end of time

I want to hold you, hold you

written by Ashley Gorley, Dallas Davidson, Ross Copperman

I’m a rebel
I been known to dance with the devil
So how’d I get up on your level
You’re an angel
Sent from heaven down to me

I’m rough around the edges
You’re a snapshot of perfection
I was heading in the wrong direction
I was reckless
Now I just got one question

Why me
Out of everybody, baby, why me
You could’ve picked anybody, why me
When I see you looking at me
I gotta ask, what did I do
To get to be the one you gave your heart to
Walk up in the party on my arm
Who would’ve thought you would want to wake up
Every day beside me
Baby, why me

Well, I remember night one
Lookin' around for the right one
Saw you sitting there
Said, well, I’m done
And I walked over
Even though you were out of my league

You were diamonds in the sky
I was dirt on the plow
You’re all-American pretty
I’m a one horse town
First smile you gave me, I was thinking it then
And I’m still thinking it now

Why me
Out of everybody, baby, why me
You could’ve picked anybody, why me
When I see you looking at me
I gotta ask, what did I do
To get to be the one you gave your heart to
Walk up in the party on my arm
Who would’ve thought you would want to wake up
Every day beside me
Baby, why me

Yeah, baby, why me
Baby, why me

Why me
What did I do right
Why me
Kissing you goodnight
You say
You’ll never let me go
Oh, it’s crazy, girl
I guess I’ll never know

Why me
Out of everybody, baby, why me
You could’ve picked anybody, why me
When I see you looking at me
I gotta ask, what did I do
To get to be the one you gave your heart to
Walk up into a party on my arm
Who would’ve thought you would want to wake up
Every day beside me
Baby, why me

Oh baby, why me
Baby, why me
Baby, why me
Baby, why me

written by Craig Wiseman, James Bailey, Ryan Ogren

Writin’ rubber rent checks, livin’ on Ramen
Chappin’ our ass cos we can’t afford Charmin’
Rockin’ that one ply, one ply

Shakin’ down the couch, find a buffalo nickel
Medium guitar pick, Burger King pickle
Ooh, it's kinda petrified, petrified

Dollar’s worth of gas didn’t even move the needle
Livin’ this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life
Door’s unlocked cos there’s nothin’ left to steal
Oh, baby doll, that’s alright

Hey girl, got that million dollar kiss
Know just what to do with it
Get me feelin’ filthy rich
Hey girl, put that body all on me
Like I hit the lottery
Everything you do to me
Honey, that’s money

Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money

Girl, I sure can tell you been workin’ your butt off
The way you’re rockin’ them secondhand cut-offs
Mmm, can I talk ya into takin’ them off?

Score a little discount six-pack Keystone
Use the paper sack, twist a little homegrown
Go on and get our Friday night on

Girl, one of these days gonna look back laughin’
Sippin’ pomegranate sake at Nobu
But baby, til then I’m a have-not havin'
Everything the have-gots with you

Hey girl, got that million dollar kiss
Know just what to do with it
Gettin' me feelin’ filthy rich
Hey girl, put that body all on me
Like I hit the lottery
Everything you do to me
Honey, that’s money

Money, money, money, money!
Mmm, money, money, money, money

Dollar’s worth of gas didn’t even move the needle
Livin’ this leave-a-penny, take-a-penny life
Door’s unlocked cos there’s nothin’ left to steal
Oh, baby doll, that’s alright

Hey girl, got that million dollar kiss
Know just what to do with it
Get me feelin’ filthy rich
Hey girl, put that body all on me
Like I hit the lottery
Everything you do to me
Honey, that’s money

Money, money, money, money!
Money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money

written by Blake Shelton, Jessi Alexander & Josh Osborne

Her kisses taste like whiskey
Burnin' through my veins
She don't know how to miss me
She hits right where she aims
Baby's got my number and she's callin' me up
Knows what she's doin' with a single touch

She's turnin' me on, turnin' me on
Pushin' my buttons like it ain't no thing
If I'm what she wants, she gets what she wants
The neon's buzzin' when she pulls that string
Turnin' me on like it's her job
Sometimes I think she must get off on
Turnin' me on, turnin' me on

Knows how to set me on fire
She's always holdin' the match
And when my body's beside hers
There ain't no turnin' back
She's Revlon red in the blackest night
Lightin' up the room in the world just like

She's turnin' me on, turnin' me on
Pushin' my buttons like it ain't no thing
If I'm what she wants, she gets what she wants
The neon's buzzin' when she pulls that string
Turnin' me on like it's her job
Sometimes I think she must get off on
Turnin' me on, turnin' me on

Once she gets it started
Man, it’s all night long
She’s the needle on the vinyl
Of the midnight song

She’s turnin' me on, turnin' me on
She’s turnin' me on, turnin' me on
Pushin' my buttons like it ain't no thing
If I'm what she wants, she gets what she wants
The neon's buzzin' when she pulls that string
Turnin' me on like it's her job
Sometimes I think she must get off on
Turnin' me on, turnin' me on
Turnin' me on, turnin' me on
Turnin' me on, turnin' me on
Turnin' me on, turnin' me on

(Turnin' me, turnin' me, turnin' me, turnin' me, turnin' me on
Oooh-oooh
Turnin' me, turnin' me, turnin' me, turnin' me, turnin' me on
Oooh-oooh
Turnin' me, turnin' me, turnin' me, turnin' me, turnin' me on
Oooh-oooh)

written by Josh Osborne, Ross Copperman

We were talkin’ on a boardwalk
We were lit up when the lights came down
So we drifted toward the music
And you kissed me as the sound
Of my favorite band was playing
I couldn’t hear them cos my heart
Was beating loud and out of rhythm
As you drowned out all the dark

I was a boat trapped in a bottle
Dying for water, you were the ocean
I was a compass that couldn’t find heaven
I didn’t know how bad I was broken

I was a castaway with no land
I drew a broken heart in the sand
And you were the wave, the wave, the wave
That washed it all, that washed it all away

We talked for a couple of hours
We got salt all over our jeans
And we laughed about forever
What the hell did that really mean
And all of a sudden thanks to you
Now my favorite color is blue
I never saw you comin’
Sweet salvation and I never knew

I was a boat trapped in a bottle
Dying for water, you were the ocean
I was a compass that couldn’t find heaven
I didn’t know how bad I was broken

I was a castaway with no land
I drew a broken heart in the sand
And you were the wave, the wave, the wave
That washed it all, that washed it all away

I was a town closed for winter
I was a Ferris wheel with the lights burned out
Til you came along
When you came along

I was a boat trapped in a bottle
Dying for water, you were the ocean
I was a compass that couldn’t find heaven
I didn’t know how bad I was broken

I was a castaway with no land
I drew a broken heart in the sand
And you were the wave, the wave, the wave
That washed it all, that washed it all away
Yeah, you washed it all away

You were the wave, the wave, the wave
Yeah, that washed it all away

written by Matt Jenkins, Jessi Alexander, Chase McGill

If my heart was just a destination
She had herself one hell of a vacation
If my kiss was just the main attraction
She wore it out like it was going out of fashion

If my touch was just some kind of ride
Man, she loved that rollarcoaster
I guess she came down from that high
When it was over, it was over

She did what she came to do
Saw what she came to see
Took a good look around
Made her some memories
Never been there before
She crossed it off the map
Pedal down to the floor
Now she ain’t coming back
Woah, woahhhhh
That’s the last I see of her
Woah, woahhhhh
She’s been there, got the T-Shirt

I wonder if she’ll store it in a closet
Or keep it out and tell her friends just how she got it
I wonder if she’s sleepin’ in it, dreamin’ in it
Wonder if she knows what she did to me in it

She did what she came to do
Saw what she came to see
Took a good look around
Made her some memories
Never been there before
She crossed it off the map
Pedal down to the floor
Now she ain’t coming back
Woah, woahhhhh
That’s the last I see of her
Woah, woahhhhh
She’s been there, got the T-Shirt

With Stones on the front, tour dates on the back
Took it when she left, took a lot more than that

Woah, woahhhhh

She did what she came to do
Saw what she came to see
Took a good look around
Made her some memories
Never been there before
She crossed it off the map
Pedal down to the floor
Now she ain’t coming back
Woah, woahhhhh
That’s the last I see of her
Woah, woahhhhh
She’s been there, got the T-Shirt

written by Craig Wiseman, Matt Dragstrem

I got some Friday jingle jangle in my pocket
Whatcha say we slip away, rock a few night moves
Spend the evening in some cosy conversation
Bartender shakin' up a havin' us a good time groove
And we’ll keep the party goin’ when they close it down at two

Me and you are hangover due
I’m just sayin’
Wanna wake up, girl, with our heads
A little bangin’
Playin’ in them tangled up sheets
Just laughin’
Trying to piece together just what the
Hell happened
Lookin’ over the crime scene
Only seein’ my jeans
And a pair of your high heel shoes
Me and you are hangover due

Let me order you another pinkatini number
Pretty soon or later you’ll be bummin’ a cigarette
Get my whisky mixin’ with your tipsy little hot mess
Black dress kisses, guess what happens next
Yeah, a night we can’t remember, I’m never gonna forget

Me and you are hangover due
I’m just sayin’
Wanna wake up, girl, with our heads
A little bangin’
Playin’ in them tangled up sheets
Just laughin’
Trying to piece together just what the
Hell happened
Lookin’ over the crime scene
Only seein’ my jeans
And a pair of your high heel shoes
Me and you are hangover due

Me and you are hangover due
I’m just sayin’
Wanna wake up, girl, with our heads
A little bangin’
Playin’ in them tangled up sheets
Just laughin’
Trying to piece together just what the
Hell happened
Lookin’ over the crime scene
Only seein’ my jeans
And a pair of your high heel shoes
Me and you are hangover due
Mmm, are hangover due

written by Ashley Gorley, Rhett Akins, Ross Copperman

The keys are still hangin’ in the front door
You’re hangin’ all over me
And in between kisses
I hear you whisper
Something ‘bout lovin’ me

There’s a half a glass sittin’ on the table
The other half’s spilled on the bed
I’m halfway believing you’re really meaning
Every sweet word you just said
Or is it just that bottle of red

When the wine wears off
And the buzz is gone
When the room stops spinnin’ around and round
Will you still be holdin’ on
Have we lost our minds
Or is your kiss that strong
Tell me, will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off

When I wake up in the morning
Will you be in my arms
When the sun starts shinin’ through those blinds
Will you mean what you said in the dark
Or will I have a headache and a broken heart

When the wine wears off
And the buzz is gone
When the room stops spinnin’ around and round
Will you still be holdin’ on
Have we lost our minds
Is your kiss that strong
Tell me, will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off

I don’t want you to stop kissin’ me now
Keep on lovin’ me, layin’ me down
I close my eyes and hide from these doubts
Do my best to not worry about

When the wine wears off
And the buzz is gone
When the room stops spinnin’ around and round
Will you still be holdin’ on
Have we lost our minds
Is your kiss that strong
Tell me, will you still be mine
Baby, when the wine wears off
Will you still be mine
When the wine wears off

written by Ashley Gorley, Ben Hayslip, Rhett Akins, Ross Copperman

Daddy drove the wheels off a flatbed Ford
Flies found the hole in the old screen door
Granny said the dress that my sister wore
To church wasn’t long enough

Momma poured grease in a Crisco can
Put a hundred thousand miles on a Sears box fan
Uncle Joe put tobacco on my hand where
The yellow jacket’s tore me up
And I ain’t making this up

Oh, you think I’m talking crazy
In a different language you might not understand
Oh, that’s alright
That’s just the kind of life that made me who I am
Just taking my mind on a visit
Back in time cos I miss it
You wouldn’t know how to love it like I love it
Unless you lived it
And man, I lived it

Granddaddy smoked Salems with the windows up
Drove me around in the back of that truck
We drank from the hose and spit in the cup
We all survived somehow

Them ol' Duke boys, they’re flattening them hills
Hollywood was fake, wrestling was real
Wouldn’t dream of spending that two dollar bill
From pushing a lawnmower ‘round
I go back there right now

Oh, you think I’m talking crazy
In a different language you might not understand
Oh, that’s alright
That’s just the kind of life that made me who I am
Just taking my mind on a visit
Back in time cos I miss it
You wouldn’t know how to love it like I love it
Unless you lived it
And man, I lived it
Oh man, I lived it

Oh, you think I’m talking crazy
In a different language you might not understand
Oh, that’s alright
That’s just the kind of life that made me who I am
Just taking my mind on a visit
Back in time cos I miss it
You wouldn’t know how to love it like I love it
Unless you lived it
And man, I lived it
Oh man, I lived it