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Jason Aldean - Asphalt Cowboy Lyrics

The sun has opened up my eyes,
An' I don't want to leave your side,
For that lonesome road but here I go.
Climbing back behind the wheel,
Of 50 feet of chrome and steel,
An' a load they need in Chicago.

It's two A.M. in my new home, this motel room
An ash tray full of lucky strikes
A half spent case of warm Bud Lite
Countin' regrets, fightin' back tears
Retracin' steps, gettin' no where

[Chorus]
Callin your name, it's a waste of my breath

She had a shiny little Beemer with the rag top down
Sittin' in the drive but she wouldn't get out
The dogs were all barkin' and waggin' around
And I just laughed and said y'all get in

She had on a new dress and she curled her hair
She was looking too good not to go somewhere
Said "what you want to do, baby, I don't care

You slip your finger through the tear in my t-shirt
You stirrin' up dirty in the back of my mind
You keep on flirtin'
Cause you know that it's workin'
You stuck in my head girl writing the lines
Couldn't sing this song without you if I tried
Let's light it up like it's our last night

Not a whole lot going on, a small town Friday night
Revving up at a red light, on your mark get set go
Past a mom and pop restaurant
Same four trucks parked out front
I guess you gotta make your own fun
When you're stuck in a place this slow

There's only two means of salvation

She got a way of lighting up the neon, turning heads
She got a thing that turns me on, burning red
Something 'bout them blues eyes staring right back at mine
I swear I see the line
She's a cowboy killer in a shotgun seat
Talkin' blonde wildfire holding onto me
She got a knock-out love and a goodbye kiss
Got that thirty-thirty smoke rolling off of her lips

Ain't no cloud up in my sky
I couldn't worry if I tried
I got an open road just daring me
To pick you up and take you for a ride

I got a new shine on my car
Sun is tannin' my left arm
And while I'm waitin' on the red light

Yeah, I'm chillin' on a dirt road,
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones.
Smoke rollin' out the window,
An' ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Memory lane up in the headlights,
It's got me reminiscing on them good times.
I'm turning off of real life, drivin' that's right,
I'm hittin' easy street on mud tires.

Do you wish it was me?
When the sun slowly chases the moon from the sky
And touches your face as you open your eyes
What are you thinking? Do you like what you see?
Is it all that you dreamed of or do you wish it was me?

Is the life that you chosen free from regret?
Or is what might have been just to hard to forget?

A couple of guys in first class on a flight
From New York to Los Angeles
Kinda making small talk killin' time
Flirting with the flight attendants
Thirty thousand feet above, could be Oklahoma

Just a bunch of square cornfields and wheat farms
Man, it all looks the same

I've beenhere a bunch of times
It all starts with the same old lines
It's over, Baby it's over
Nothing 'bout it ever feels good
It knocks you down just like it should
But it goes away, it always goes away
But something about this time feels different
Just like I'm in a fight I'm about to lose

You like the way that sounds?

Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin’ up his Bronco
He’s gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull
All the girls are getting pretty sprayin’ on the White Rain
Yeah, they’re gonna get a rowdy tonight
Down at the football game, yeah

Oh, you like the way that sounds?

Little Jimmy Jackson is jackin' up his Bronco.
He's gonna lay a little rubber later on at the truck pull.
An' all the girls are getting' pretty... they're sprayin' on the White Rain.
Yeah, they're gonna get a rowdy tonight down at the football game.

Yeah, we let it rip when we got the money...

When I passed that city limit sign
I knew that I was finally on my own
So I put my foot down on the gas
To see how fast those wheels could get me going

Everything about that place made me who I am
But they say once you leave you can't go back again

(Watch ya got)

Quit my job flipped off the boss took my name off the payroll.
(screw you man)
Picked up my cell rang my baby's bell said I'm three miles from home.
I said sugar why don't you put on that sundress I like so much,
Wait out by the road I'm comin' to pick you up.

Going through my closet the other day
Found an old yearbook, flipped right to the page
Of that senior trip, down there on that Panama strip

We all started yelling when we smelled the beach
Couldn't wait to try our fake ID's
We only had a few days and a whole lot of memories to make

You're a crack-of-dawn, Monday-morning, coffee strong
Poured everything you got into a paycheck Friday night
You're a Powerstroke diesel, backhoe-riding king of beers, 18-wheeler
Driving, living life in between the lines
Of clocking in and quitting time

But then the six-string circus comes to town
We hang them speakers over the crowd

It seems like money,
Is always on our minds these days,
Make more spend more,
Worry how the bills will get paid,
Oh it wasn't that long ago,
But it seems so far away,
When we didn't have a damn thing,
But we were happy,

I worked all week
Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved
Got the cover off a ’68
I fired it up, and let them horses sing
A little pretty thing
A little tan leg Georgia dream
She’s a rockin’ them holey jeans
Baby, what you got goin’ on Saturday?

I worked all week
Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved
Got the cover off a ’68
I fired it up, and let them horses sing
A little pretty thing
A little tan leg Georgia dream
She’s a rockin’ them holey jeans
Baby, what you got goin’ on Saturday?

I've been thinking bout you all day baby
Waiting on that sun to go down
Won't you say I pick you up after work
Slide over and slip out to the outskirts of town
Got a blanket and a fifth of Comfort
A little something to knock off the edge
It's supposed to get a little cold tonight
Looks like I'm gonna have to hold you tight

On my highway the yellow lines,
Have disappeared from time to time,
And I've wound up on the wrong side of the road,
On my highway I've gone to fast,
Afraid that I might finish last,
I hooked a curve too hard and lost control,
Oh I never know which way it's gonna go,

Ain't it crazy to think 'bout how I used to hold ya?
Now I'm walkin' in like I don't even know ya, mm
I sit down at the same barstool
Order up what I always do
But if you think I'm looking at ya
Girl, I'm looking past ya
'Cause if I don't I'm gonna have to
Get drunk tonight

You boys ever met a real country girl
I'm talkin true blue, out in the woods
down home country

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Shes a hot little number in her pick-up truck daddy's sweet money done jacked it up
Shes a party all-nighter from South Carolina
a bad mama-jama from down in Alabama

Been goin' round and round all day
Bailin' some hay and stacking it all up
Can't wait for the sun to go down
Roll into town, shine the old truck up
Swing by the quick stop
Grab a couple shiner boch
Then ease on out your way
To your place around 8 o'clock

You’ve told me ‘bout your family
The town that you grew up in
Believe me, I wanna know everything about you
And I’ve rambled on about me
By now you know I’m crazy
We could go on all night if we wanted to
But I don’t want to
I don’t wanna talk anymore

Ohio was a riverbank
Ten speed layin in the weeds
Cannonball off an old rope swing
Long long summer days

Tennessee was a guitar
First big dream of mine
If I made it, yea, that’d be just fine

Tell em all I'm on vacation,
Say I went to visit friends,
That you ain't heard or seen from me in quite a while,
When they ask you where I've been,
Tell em I'm out on the west coast where it don't ever rain,
And that I'm probably doing fine,

(Chorus)

"Tonight Looks Good On You"

You ain't got a dress that I don't like
You ain't got a pair of jeans that don't fit you just right
There's not a minute in the day
That you don't knock me out, you don't blow me away
But, girl, now that the sun's gone down (whoa-oh-oh)
Looking at you right here and now, baby

The corner cafe,
She scrapes some quarters off the table,
Says thanks yeah now maybe I'll be able,
To get that black Mercedes,
I've been saving for,
The other girls say,
You outta undue a couple buttons,
Start showing off a little something,