My alarm goes off early,
Can't afford to be late.
If I don't get a move on then I won't get paid.
So I throw back those covers and get my butt out of bed.
Its still dark when im leavin' so I let my lady sleep.
I know her and them babies are countin on me
To put food on the table and keep this roof over our head.
Yeah, that's why I get crakin' in the mornin' fight all that traffic on I-40 punch a clock at a job for a boss that I don't like yeah that's why I keep swingin' that hammer fight for each step I take on that ladder break my back for a slice of that American pie that's why.
Well, I wear a hard hat, steel-toed boots, and and leather gloves and my office is the front seat of a four-door truck decorated with crayon drawn pictures all taped to the dash and our junior pro football starts here in July there'll be shoulder pads, jerseys, and new cleats to buy and my wifes had her eye on some earrings I'd sure like her to have yeah I would..
But, that's why I get crakin' in the mornin' fight all that traffic on I-40 punch a clock at a job for a boss that I don't like yeah that's why I keep swingin' that hammer fight for each step I take on that ladder break my back for a slice of that American pie that's why.
They want cell phones, laptops, ballet shoes, and dresses Xbox, Ipods and rock'n'roll drum lessons
But, that's why I get crakin' in the mornin' fight all that traffic on I-40 punch a clock at a job for a boss that I don't like yeah that's why I keep swingin' that hammer fight for each step I take on that ladder break my back for a slice of that American pie that's why.
Yeah that's why
Sticks lyrics - Craig Morgan
[Chorus:]
I was raised in the sticks,
That's where I get my kicks,
Tailgatin' with my buddies,
Boots and dog and tires all muddy,
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek,
God's green earth for my seat,
I Feel at home around a crowd of hicks
[Verse 1:]
If you're on your feet before the sun comes up,
And out there in your trucks,
Makin' hay rain or shine,
Break a sweat before daylight
The kind that ain't afraid of work,
Elbow grease and good clean dirt,
Taste your whiskey made from corn,
But save your Sunday's for the Lord,
It's a good chance you were born and...
[Chorus:]
Raised in the sticks,
That's where you get my kicks,
Tailgatin' with their buddies,
Boots and dog and tires all muddy,
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek,
God's green earth for your seat,
You Feel at home around a crowd of hicks,
That were raised in the sticks
[Verse 2:]
How bout them girls in baseball caps,
Ponytails pulled through the back,
T-shirts tied up in a knot,
Holy jeans and old flip flops,
But they know some fishing holes,
Sure cut down some old dirt roads,
How to lock and load a gun,
She shoots you straight believe me son,
I'm so glad I found me one
[Chorus:]
Raised in the sticks,
That's where they get my kicks,
Tailgatin' with their buddies,
Boots and dogs and tires all muddy,
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek,
God's green earth for their seat,
They Feel at home around a crowd of hicks,
That were raised in the sticks
Tailgatin' with their buddies,
Boots and dogs and tires all muddy,
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek,
God's green earth for their seat,
They feel at home around a crowd of hicks,
That were raised in the sticks,
Ya, we're raised in the sticks
I was raised in the sticks,
That's where I get my kicks,
Tailgatin' with my buddies,
Boots and dog and tires all muddy,
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek,
God's green earth for my seat,
I Feel at home around a crowd of hicks
[Verse 1:]
If you're on your feet before the sun comes up,
And out there in your trucks,
Makin' hay rain or shine,
Break a sweat before daylight
The kind that ain't afraid of work,
Elbow grease and good clean dirt,
Taste your whiskey made from corn,
But save your Sunday's for the Lord,
It's a good chance you were born and...
[Chorus:]
Raised in the sticks,
That's where you get my kicks,
Tailgatin' with their buddies,
Boots and dog and tires all muddy,
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek,
God's green earth for your seat,
You Feel at home around a crowd of hicks,
That were raised in the sticks
[Verse 2:]
How bout them girls in baseball caps,
Ponytails pulled through the back,
T-shirts tied up in a knot,
Holy jeans and old flip flops,
But they know some fishing holes,
Sure cut down some old dirt roads,
How to lock and load a gun,
She shoots you straight believe me son,
I'm so glad I found me one
[Chorus:]
Raised in the sticks,
That's where they get my kicks,
Tailgatin' with their buddies,
Boots and dogs and tires all muddy,
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek,
God's green earth for their seat,
They Feel at home around a crowd of hicks,
That were raised in the sticks
Tailgatin' with their buddies,
Boots and dogs and tires all muddy,
Cold drinks chillin' in the creek,
God's green earth for their seat,
They feel at home around a crowd of hicks,
That were raised in the sticks,
Ya, we're raised in the sticks
God Must Really Love Me lyrics - Craig Morgan
There's been times I've let my faith run thin
Not been the man I should have been
After all the trouble I've been in, I'da gave up on me
I've lived hard and I've lived fast
Lost things I will never get back
Cause someone to look past all of that
God must really love me
When I look at the miracles around me
At the way that I live and the way He forgives
I know He's up there smiling down on me
And I believe the only reason why
I'm still alive is
God must really love me
Wake up and feel you by my side
The perfect girl, the perfect time
And see the way our future shines
God must really love me
When I look at the miracles around me
At the dream that I live and the gift that he gives
I know he's up there smiling down on me
And I believe the only reason why
I get to live this life is God must really love me
When I showed the worst, He saw the best
He pulled the world right off my chest
Every day I wake up I feel blessed
Yeah, I feel so blessed
God must really love me
God must really love me
God must really love me
Not been the man I should have been
After all the trouble I've been in, I'da gave up on me
I've lived hard and I've lived fast
Lost things I will never get back
Cause someone to look past all of that
God must really love me
When I look at the miracles around me
At the way that I live and the way He forgives
I know He's up there smiling down on me
And I believe the only reason why
I'm still alive is
God must really love me
Wake up and feel you by my side
The perfect girl, the perfect time
And see the way our future shines
God must really love me
When I look at the miracles around me
At the dream that I live and the gift that he gives
I know he's up there smiling down on me
And I believe the only reason why
I get to live this life is God must really love me
When I showed the worst, He saw the best
He pulled the world right off my chest
Every day I wake up I feel blessed
Yeah, I feel so blessed
God must really love me
God must really love me
God must really love me
Summer Sundown lyrics - Craig Morgan
[1st Verse:]
There's a picture of a covered bridge,
with water running under it flowing through my mind,
takes me back in time.
After haulin' hay all day,
we'd stop by there and drop a tailgate and take a dip,
to cool off a bit.
Blue sky would turn to red off in the West,
We'd tear into a full igloo of Old Milwaukee's Best
[Chorus:]
On a summer sundown, same old young crowd,
Jeeps and tanktops, bikinis, flip-flops and blankets on the ground.
My girl in my arms, sippin' on Boone's Farm,
yeah it seemed to take forever for the world to turn halfway around.
Days were long and we were waitin' on, a summer sundown.
[2nd Verse:]
We'd park our pick-ups on the bank,
build a bon-fire, and we'd crank our stereos,
loud as they would go.
Now and then, it never failed,
old man Baker'd start raisin' hell about us being there,
ah but we didn't care.
If he called the law the fun would end,
but everybody knew in a day or two, we'd all be back again.
[Chorus:]
On a summer sundown, same old young crowd,
Jeeps and tanktops, bikinis, flip-flops and blankets on the ground.
My girl in my arms, sippin' on Boone's Farm,
yeah it seemed to take forever for the world to turn halfway around.
Days were long and we were waitin' on...
A summer sundown, same old young crowd,
Jeeps and tanktops, bikinis, flip-flops and blankets on the ground.
My girl in my arms, sippin' on Boone's Farm,
yeah it seemed to take forever for the world to turn halfway around.
Days were long and we were waitin' on, a summer sundown.
There's a picture of a covered bridge,
with water running under it flowing through my mind,
takes me back in time.
After haulin' hay all day,
we'd stop by there and drop a tailgate and take a dip,
to cool off a bit.
Blue sky would turn to red off in the West,
We'd tear into a full igloo of Old Milwaukee's Best
[Chorus:]
On a summer sundown, same old young crowd,
Jeeps and tanktops, bikinis, flip-flops and blankets on the ground.
My girl in my arms, sippin' on Boone's Farm,
yeah it seemed to take forever for the world to turn halfway around.
Days were long and we were waitin' on, a summer sundown.
[2nd Verse:]
We'd park our pick-ups on the bank,
build a bon-fire, and we'd crank our stereos,
loud as they would go.
Now and then, it never failed,
old man Baker'd start raisin' hell about us being there,
ah but we didn't care.
If he called the law the fun would end,
but everybody knew in a day or two, we'd all be back again.
[Chorus:]
On a summer sundown, same old young crowd,
Jeeps and tanktops, bikinis, flip-flops and blankets on the ground.
My girl in my arms, sippin' on Boone's Farm,
yeah it seemed to take forever for the world to turn halfway around.
Days were long and we were waitin' on...
A summer sundown, same old young crowd,
Jeeps and tanktops, bikinis, flip-flops and blankets on the ground.
My girl in my arms, sippin' on Boone's Farm,
yeah it seemed to take forever for the world to turn halfway around.
Days were long and we were waitin' on, a summer sundown.
Every Red Light lyrics - Craig Morgan
That secondhand junkyard heap
Was freedom with two bucket seats
With two grand on the windshield in shoe polish
I had a stash of summer cash
From cleanin' pools and cuttin' grass
Gave the man that coffee can and I bought it
From the moment that I turned the key
My right foot was heavy
From a mile away folks could hear me
Leanin' on that Chevy
Slidin' sideways through the town square
Peelin' out, Bruce Springsteen turned up too loud
Playin' air guitar, drummin' on the dash
Only brakin' for the badge
Had the man in blue burnin' through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometown
I still remember Jessie Lynn
Her sweet perfume and her poured in
Those faded jeans that always fit just right
Steamin' windows up on the riverbank
Had to get that V-8 cranked
To have her on the front porch by midnight
Catchin' air on railroad tracks
Detroit horses breathin'
Peelin' paint off of city hall
Fuzz buster screamin'
Slidin' sideways through the town square
Peelin' out Lynyrd Skynyrd turned up too loud
Playin' air guitar, drummin' on the dash
Only brakin' for the badge
Had the man in blue burnin' through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometown
I burned up a hundred tires
Turnin' blacktop into gravel
Wore out my daddy's patience
And the judge's gavel
Slidin' sideways through the town square
Peelin' out, I can't drive 55 [Incomprehensible]
Playin' air guitar, drummin' on the dash
Only brakin' for the badge
Had the man in blue burnin' through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometown
Was freedom with two bucket seats
With two grand on the windshield in shoe polish
I had a stash of summer cash
From cleanin' pools and cuttin' grass
Gave the man that coffee can and I bought it
From the moment that I turned the key
My right foot was heavy
From a mile away folks could hear me
Leanin' on that Chevy
Slidin' sideways through the town square
Peelin' out, Bruce Springsteen turned up too loud
Playin' air guitar, drummin' on the dash
Only brakin' for the badge
Had the man in blue burnin' through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometown
I still remember Jessie Lynn
Her sweet perfume and her poured in
Those faded jeans that always fit just right
Steamin' windows up on the riverbank
Had to get that V-8 cranked
To have her on the front porch by midnight
Catchin' air on railroad tracks
Detroit horses breathin'
Peelin' paint off of city hall
Fuzz buster screamin'
Slidin' sideways through the town square
Peelin' out Lynyrd Skynyrd turned up too loud
Playin' air guitar, drummin' on the dash
Only brakin' for the badge
Had the man in blue burnin' through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometown
I burned up a hundred tires
Turnin' blacktop into gravel
Wore out my daddy's patience
And the judge's gavel
Slidin' sideways through the town square
Peelin' out, I can't drive 55 [Incomprehensible]
Playin' air guitar, drummin' on the dash
Only brakin' for the badge
Had the man in blue burnin' through
Tickets by the pound
Yeah, I paid for every red light
In my hometown
It Took A Woman lyrics - Craig Morgan
It took a bully riding my back to make me mad enough to fight
And a summer with my granddad to find out what hard work's like
It took that football coach in high school to make me tougher than the rest
That first beer with my daddy to put that first hair on my chest
It took a heart to heart with Jesus
To bring me to my knees
But it took a woman to make a man out of me
It took a pair of soft blue eyes
And a smile so sweet to make me reach up high and really dig down deep
She made me so much more than who I used to be
It took a woman to make a man out of me
It took the first year we were dating and hanging too much with the boys
For her to give an ultimatum for me to have to make a choice
It took that want add in the paper to sell that '68 Firebird
Buy that diamond ring I gave her and rent out that little church
It took the day my baby girl was born
To make a tear roll down my cheek
But it took a woman to make a man out of me
It took a pair of soft blue eyes
And a smile so sweet to make me reach up high and really dig down deep
She made me so much more than who I used to be
It took a woman to make a man out of me
She made me so much more than who I used to be
It took a woman, oh it took a woman to make a man out of me
And a summer with my granddad to find out what hard work's like
It took that football coach in high school to make me tougher than the rest
That first beer with my daddy to put that first hair on my chest
It took a heart to heart with Jesus
To bring me to my knees
But it took a woman to make a man out of me
It took a pair of soft blue eyes
And a smile so sweet to make me reach up high and really dig down deep
She made me so much more than who I used to be
It took a woman to make a man out of me
It took the first year we were dating and hanging too much with the boys
For her to give an ultimatum for me to have to make a choice
It took that want add in the paper to sell that '68 Firebird
Buy that diamond ring I gave her and rent out that little church
It took the day my baby girl was born
To make a tear roll down my cheek
But it took a woman to make a man out of me
It took a pair of soft blue eyes
And a smile so sweet to make me reach up high and really dig down deep
She made me so much more than who I used to be
It took a woman to make a man out of me
She made me so much more than who I used to be
It took a woman, oh it took a woman to make a man out of me
Planet Her lyrics - Craig Morgan
[Verse 1:]
There's a place I go where love grows wild,
Forever seems to go for miles,
Even when it rains the sun is shinin',
The dogwoods always in full bloom,
On my tiptoes I can touch the moon,
I'm eye to eye with clouds with silver linings,
It's like no place on Earth
[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her
[Verse 2:]
It's the ocean when the sun comes up,
Where Van Gogh's canvas meets the brush,
It's honeysuckle vines and chocolate candy,
It's a shotgun ride on an Angel's wings,
It's wakin' up in a perfect dream,
It's any time at all the time she's around me,
I'm in a brand new world, where
[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her
[Verse 3:]
It shines like a star,
It's a gravel road,
A front porch swing,
It's anywhere we are
[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her
There's a place I go where love grows wild,
Forever seems to go for miles,
Even when it rains the sun is shinin',
The dogwoods always in full bloom,
On my tiptoes I can touch the moon,
I'm eye to eye with clouds with silver linings,
It's like no place on Earth
[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her
[Verse 2:]
It's the ocean when the sun comes up,
Where Van Gogh's canvas meets the brush,
It's honeysuckle vines and chocolate candy,
It's a shotgun ride on an Angel's wings,
It's wakin' up in a perfect dream,
It's any time at all the time she's around me,
I'm in a brand new world, where
[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her
[Verse 3:]
It shines like a star,
It's a gravel road,
A front porch swing,
It's anywhere we are
[Chorus:]
It's bluer skies and greener grass,
A little off the beatin' path,
I see your smile and I hear a laugh,
And I'm lost in a world where colors shine in brighter shades,
My favorite song is always playin',
The center of my universe,
Planet Her
Ordinary Angels lyrics - Craig Morgan
Seems like almost everyday
Trouble carries us away
And sometimes when we hurt we all need to be saved
Every time I'm in to deep
Someone always rescue me
Its like heavens sending down the help that I need
Life like a chain sometimes it breaks
We all need a hand when we fall from grace
It could be someone walking down the street
A stranger on a bus
A little kid on his way to school or any one of us
We all got a little superman ready to take a fly
And save a life ohh save a life
Take a look around and you'll see ordinary angels
The world can make you feel so small
Steal your dreams and make you crawl
And break you till you got you got nothing at all
When your in that dark place and you need that embrace
You know love is never to far away
It could be a waitress at coffee shop you never saw before
A soldier thats just coming home from fighting in the war
We all got a little superman ready to take a fly
And save a life ohh save a life
Take a look around and you'll see ordinary angels
It could be someone walking down the street
A stranger on a bus
A little kid on his way to school or any one of us
We all got a little superman ready to take a fly
And save a life ohh save a life
Take a look around and you'll see ordinary angels
Trouble carries us away
And sometimes when we hurt we all need to be saved
Every time I'm in to deep
Someone always rescue me
Its like heavens sending down the help that I need
Life like a chain sometimes it breaks
We all need a hand when we fall from grace
It could be someone walking down the street
A stranger on a bus
A little kid on his way to school or any one of us
We all got a little superman ready to take a fly
And save a life ohh save a life
Take a look around and you'll see ordinary angels
The world can make you feel so small
Steal your dreams and make you crawl
And break you till you got you got nothing at all
When your in that dark place and you need that embrace
You know love is never to far away
It could be a waitress at coffee shop you never saw before
A soldier thats just coming home from fighting in the war
We all got a little superman ready to take a fly
And save a life ohh save a life
Take a look around and you'll see ordinary angels
It could be someone walking down the street
A stranger on a bus
A little kid on his way to school or any one of us
We all got a little superman ready to take a fly
And save a life ohh save a life
Take a look around and you'll see ordinary angels
Little Bit Of Life lyrics - Craig Morgan
A little bit of guitar; a little bit of truck.
A little bit of hound-dog an' a little bit of luck.
A little bit of bacon, a little bit of beans;
A little bit of you lovin' up on me.
A little bit of how it's s'posed to be:
A little bit of life.
A little bit of back-seat, a little bit of moon.
A little bit of radio goin' boom, boom, boom.
A little bit of sugar, a little bit of spice,
A little bit of nasty, a little bit of nice.
A little bit of how it's s'posed to be:
A little bit of life.
I breath in, I breath out.
Yeah. sleepin' all night with the windows down.
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around.
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town.
Work, work, work, all day long,
Crank it up, back it up, bring it on home,
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite,
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight,
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right:
A little bit of life.
A little bit of tractor, a little bit of farm.
A little bit of cornfield, an' a little bit of barn.
A little bit of c'mon, a little bit of play.
A little bit of "yee-haw" in the hay.
A Dixie cup of home-made wine:
A little bit of life.
I breath in, I breath out.
Yeah. sleepin' all night with the windows down.
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around.
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town.
Work, work, work, all day long,
Crank it up, back it up, bring it on home,
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite,
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight,
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right:
A little bit of life.
A little bit of back-porch, a little bit of swing.
A little bit of wind-chimes a-going ding-a-ling.
A little bit of TV, a little bit of couch;
Popcorn smellin' up the house.
A-la-mode on a little slice of home-made pie.
A little bit of life.
I breath in, I breath out.
Yeah. sleepin' all night with the windows down.
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around.
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town.
Work, work, work, all day long,
Crank it up, back it up, bring it on home,
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite,
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight,
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right:
A little bit of life.
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right:
A little bit of life.
Yeah, a little bit of life.
A little bit of guitar; a little bit of truck.
A little bit of hound-dog, a little bit of luck.
A little bit of back-seat, a little bit of moon.
A little bit of radio: boom, boom, boom.
A little bit of bacon, a little bit of beans;
A little bit of you lovin' up on me.
A little bit of c'mon, a little bit of play.
A little bit of yee-haw in the hay!
A little bit of hound-dog an' a little bit of luck.
A little bit of bacon, a little bit of beans;
A little bit of you lovin' up on me.
A little bit of how it's s'posed to be:
A little bit of life.
A little bit of back-seat, a little bit of moon.
A little bit of radio goin' boom, boom, boom.
A little bit of sugar, a little bit of spice,
A little bit of nasty, a little bit of nice.
A little bit of how it's s'posed to be:
A little bit of life.
I breath in, I breath out.
Yeah. sleepin' all night with the windows down.
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around.
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town.
Work, work, work, all day long,
Crank it up, back it up, bring it on home,
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite,
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight,
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right:
A little bit of life.
A little bit of tractor, a little bit of farm.
A little bit of cornfield, an' a little bit of barn.
A little bit of c'mon, a little bit of play.
A little bit of "yee-haw" in the hay.
A Dixie cup of home-made wine:
A little bit of life.
I breath in, I breath out.
Yeah. sleepin' all night with the windows down.
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around.
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town.
Work, work, work, all day long,
Crank it up, back it up, bring it on home,
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite,
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight,
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right:
A little bit of life.
A little bit of back-porch, a little bit of swing.
A little bit of wind-chimes a-going ding-a-ling.
A little bit of TV, a little bit of couch;
Popcorn smellin' up the house.
A-la-mode on a little slice of home-made pie.
A little bit of life.
I breath in, I breath out.
Yeah. sleepin' all night with the windows down.
Up in the mornin', stirrin' around.
Drink a pot of coffee an' I head off to town.
Work, work, work, all day long,
Crank it up, back it up, bring it on home,
Supper on the table an' I eat me a bite,
Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight,
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right:
A little bit of life.
A little bit of me an' you doin' all right:
A little bit of life.
Yeah, a little bit of life.
A little bit of guitar; a little bit of truck.
A little bit of hound-dog, a little bit of luck.
A little bit of back-seat, a little bit of moon.
A little bit of radio: boom, boom, boom.
A little bit of bacon, a little bit of beans;
A little bit of you lovin' up on me.
A little bit of c'mon, a little bit of play.
A little bit of yee-haw in the hay!
International Harvester lyrics - Craig Morgan
I'm the son of a third generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester.
3 miles of cars laying on their horns
Falling on deaf ears of corn
Lined up behind me like a big parade
Late to work, road raged jerks
Shouting obscene words flippin me the bird
Well you maybe be on a state paved road
But that blacktop runs through my pay load
Excuse me for trying to do my job
But this year ain't been no bumper crop
If you don't like the way I'm a driving
Get back on the interstate
Otherwise sit tight and be nice
And quit your honking at me that way
Cause I'm the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4-H
I'm a lifetime sponsor of the FFA
Hey that's what I make
I make a lot of Hay for a little pay
and I'm proud to say
I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester.
Well I know you got your own deadline
But cussing me won't save you no time Hoss
But this big wheel wide load ain't going any faster
So just smile and wave and tip your hat to the man up on the tractor
Cause I'm the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4-H
I'm a lifetime sponsor of the FFA
Hey that's what I make
I make a lot of Hay for a little pay
and I'm proud to say
I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester.
I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester.
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester.
3 miles of cars laying on their horns
Falling on deaf ears of corn
Lined up behind me like a big parade
Late to work, road raged jerks
Shouting obscene words flippin me the bird
Well you maybe be on a state paved road
But that blacktop runs through my pay load
Excuse me for trying to do my job
But this year ain't been no bumper crop
If you don't like the way I'm a driving
Get back on the interstate
Otherwise sit tight and be nice
And quit your honking at me that way
Cause I'm the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4-H
I'm a lifetime sponsor of the FFA
Hey that's what I make
I make a lot of Hay for a little pay
and I'm proud to say
I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester.
Well I know you got your own deadline
But cussing me won't save you no time Hoss
But this big wheel wide load ain't going any faster
So just smile and wave and tip your hat to the man up on the tractor
Cause I'm the son of a 3rd generation farmer
I've been married 10 years to the farmer's daughter
I got 2 boys in the county 4-H
I'm a lifetime sponsor of the FFA
Hey that's what I make
I make a lot of Hay for a little pay
and I'm proud to say
I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester.
I'm a God fearing hardworking combine driver
Hogging up the road on my p-p-p-p-plower
Chug-a-lug-a-lugin 5 miles an hour
On my International Harvester.
Tough lyrics - Craig Morgan
She's in the kitchen at the crack of dawn
Bacon's on, coffee's strong
Kids running wild, taking off their clothes
If she's a nervous wreck, well it never shows
Takes one to football and one to dance
Hits the Y for aerobics class
Drops by the bank, stops at the store
Has on a smile when I walk through the door
The last to go to bed, she'll be the first one up
And I thought I was tough
[Chorus]
She's strong, pushes on, can't slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
We sat there five years ago
The doctors let us know
The test showed
She'd have to fight to live, I broke down and cried
She held me and said it's gonna be alright
She wore that wig to church
Pink ribbon pinned there on her shirt
No room for fear, full of faith
Hands held high singing Amazing Grace
Never once complained, refusing to give up
And I thought I was tough
[Chorus]
She's strong, pushes on, can't slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
She's a gentle word, the sweetest kiss
A velvet touch against my skin
I've seen her cry, I've seen her break
But in my eyes, she'll always be strong
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
Bacon's on, coffee's strong
Kids running wild, taking off their clothes
If she's a nervous wreck, well it never shows
Takes one to football and one to dance
Hits the Y for aerobics class
Drops by the bank, stops at the store
Has on a smile when I walk through the door
The last to go to bed, she'll be the first one up
And I thought I was tough
[Chorus]
She's strong, pushes on, can't slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
We sat there five years ago
The doctors let us know
The test showed
She'd have to fight to live, I broke down and cried
She held me and said it's gonna be alright
She wore that wig to church
Pink ribbon pinned there on her shirt
No room for fear, full of faith
Hands held high singing Amazing Grace
Never once complained, refusing to give up
And I thought I was tough
[Chorus]
She's strong, pushes on, can't slow her down
She can take anything life dishes out
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
She's a gentle word, the sweetest kiss
A velvet touch against my skin
I've seen her cry, I've seen her break
But in my eyes, she'll always be strong
There was a time
Back before she was mine
When I thought I was tough
I Am lyrics - Craig Morgan
Am I a believer in what the Good Book's all about
Am I a good ole boy hangin' at the ole hang out
Am I a drinker of a cold one now and then
You Bet I am
Am I proud of how I've been raised
Am I getting by on blue-collar pay
Am I country and willin' to take a stand
You bet I am
Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
You bet I am
Am I a sinner whos not afraid to die
Am I just like you, baseball and apple pie
Am I free, livin' in this Promised Land
You bet I am
Am I a dreamer with my feet on the ground
Am I down to earth with my head in the clouds
Am I a lover, one woman man
You bet I am
Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
You bet I am
O I am
Am I stong enough to cry
Am I tough as nails
You bet I am
O I am
Just like my old man
Am I a good ole boy hangin' at the ole hang out
Am I a drinker of a cold one now and then
You Bet I am
Am I proud of how I've been raised
Am I getting by on blue-collar pay
Am I country and willin' to take a stand
You bet I am
Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
You bet I am
Am I a sinner whos not afraid to die
Am I just like you, baseball and apple pie
Am I free, livin' in this Promised Land
You bet I am
Am I a dreamer with my feet on the ground
Am I down to earth with my head in the clouds
Am I a lover, one woman man
You bet I am
Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
Am I strong enough to cry
Am I weak enough to show my tender side
Am I a rock, am I loved
Am I tough as nails when push comes to shove
Am I a chip off the block of my old man
You bet I am
O I am
Am I stong enough to cry
Am I tough as nails
You bet I am
O I am
Just like my old man
The Ballad Of Mr. Jenkins lyrics - Craig Morgan
With skin as tough as a burlap sack he had his second heart attack last summer
But he's still goin'
There's a melancholy in his eyes, for all of you who care enough to wonder why
Let me tell you
It all started back in 1957 when ole Walt Disney took him by surprise
Thats the day Old Yeller died
Well that twelve year old became a man eleven years to soon in Vietnam
With his best friend Tommy
They were tough as nails and southern born and awfully proud to wear that uniform
Then things got scary
On April 4th, Tommy left for heaven the same year the world was taken by surprise
That's the day Martin Luther died
So before you judge him you need to know there's more to that old man
Then what you see there on that barstool with the bourbon on his hand
You heard about his younger years but don't leave now theres more to hear
That might explain the pain in that old man
How quick America forgot about the only war they'd lost and life goes on
That's what they tell ya
No ticker tape no reason why, might have never seen the end of that chapter in his life
If he hadn't met Betty
They married in December 1980, no doubt it was the best day of his life
Two days before John Lennon died
So before you judge him you need to know there's more to that old man
Than what you see there on the barstool with the bourbon in his hand
Now we've covered chapter two I can almost see a change in you
There's still alot of life in that old man
He hadn't had a drink in at least a year, to tell the truth I'm shocked he's here
But as long as he wants'em I'm gonna pour'em
Before you came in I asked him why, he raised his fragile head and wiped his eyes
Then he told me
I've seen so much in my life I've never questioned, this time the good Lord took me by surprise
Yesterday my Betty died
With skin as tough as a burlap sack he had his second heartattack last summer
But he's still goin'
But he's still goin'
There's a melancholy in his eyes, for all of you who care enough to wonder why
Let me tell you
It all started back in 1957 when ole Walt Disney took him by surprise
Thats the day Old Yeller died
Well that twelve year old became a man eleven years to soon in Vietnam
With his best friend Tommy
They were tough as nails and southern born and awfully proud to wear that uniform
Then things got scary
On April 4th, Tommy left for heaven the same year the world was taken by surprise
That's the day Martin Luther died
So before you judge him you need to know there's more to that old man
Then what you see there on that barstool with the bourbon on his hand
You heard about his younger years but don't leave now theres more to hear
That might explain the pain in that old man
How quick America forgot about the only war they'd lost and life goes on
That's what they tell ya
No ticker tape no reason why, might have never seen the end of that chapter in his life
If he hadn't met Betty
They married in December 1980, no doubt it was the best day of his life
Two days before John Lennon died
So before you judge him you need to know there's more to that old man
Than what you see there on the barstool with the bourbon in his hand
Now we've covered chapter two I can almost see a change in you
There's still alot of life in that old man
He hadn't had a drink in at least a year, to tell the truth I'm shocked he's here
But as long as he wants'em I'm gonna pour'em
Before you came in I asked him why, he raised his fragile head and wiped his eyes
Then he told me
I've seen so much in my life I've never questioned, this time the good Lord took me by surprise
Yesterday my Betty died
With skin as tough as a burlap sack he had his second heartattack last summer
But he's still goin'
Nothin' Goin' Wrong Around Here lyrics - Craig Morgan
Ain't but a half a mile between the city limit signs
Population nine hundred 'n' nine
A lotta front porch swingin', down home livin'
Friday night hell raisin', Sunday morning repentance
We got our gossip goin' on down at Betty's Beauty Shop
They're sellin' 90 proof corn juice out back at the co-op
Judge Taylor likes to fight when his potbelly's full of beer
Theres always somethin' goin' on
But there ain't nothin' goin' wrong around here
We got kids burnin' rubber 'round the old town square
Tall tales being told in Harry's barber chair
Life moves slow
There's always somethin' goin' on
But there ain't nothin goin' wrong around here
Old men bettin' on the weather on the courthouse stairs
Luther wackin' off weeds in his underwear
They go moon skinny-dippin this time of year
Theres always somethin' on
But there ain't nothin' goin' wrong around here
Other than kids burnin' rubber 'round the old town square
Tall tales bein' told in Harry's barber chair
Life moves slow
There's always somethin' goin' on
But there ain't nothin' goin' wrong around here
Only time Sheriff Lester breaks his handcuffs out
Is when his wife's been drinkin' and they're back at the house
He'll be walking' 'round for days in a daze grinnin' ear to ear
There's always somethin' goin' on
But there ain't nothin' going wrong around here
Population nine hundred 'n' nine
A lotta front porch swingin', down home livin'
Friday night hell raisin', Sunday morning repentance
We got our gossip goin' on down at Betty's Beauty Shop
They're sellin' 90 proof corn juice out back at the co-op
Judge Taylor likes to fight when his potbelly's full of beer
Theres always somethin' goin' on
But there ain't nothin' goin' wrong around here
We got kids burnin' rubber 'round the old town square
Tall tales being told in Harry's barber chair
Life moves slow
There's always somethin' goin' on
But there ain't nothin goin' wrong around here
Old men bettin' on the weather on the courthouse stairs
Luther wackin' off weeds in his underwear
They go moon skinny-dippin this time of year
Theres always somethin' on
But there ain't nothin' goin' wrong around here
Other than kids burnin' rubber 'round the old town square
Tall tales bein' told in Harry's barber chair
Life moves slow
There's always somethin' goin' on
But there ain't nothin' goin' wrong around here
Only time Sheriff Lester breaks his handcuffs out
Is when his wife's been drinkin' and they're back at the house
He'll be walking' 'round for days in a daze grinnin' ear to ear
There's always somethin' goin' on
But there ain't nothin' going wrong around here
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