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We was just kids, but she looked like a woman
Everything she was, was everything I wanted
We were both willing, but still a little guarded
She smiled that smile, that's where it all started
The two of us in the backseat
Lights off on a backstreet
I showed her and then she showed me
Right there, right there in the backseat

When the lights go down
When you're stuck here in this town
With nowhere to go
So you escape through the radio

And you worked all week
To barely make ends meet

When the preacher talks of heaven, he paints it real nice,
Says you better get to livin', better get to livin' right
You're gonna get your mansion, but save it for your soul
You're gonna do your dancin', city streets of gold.

Unless it's got a dirt road, lead down to a fishing hole,
A little piece of moonlight, a couple cans of Bud Light.
Can cuddle with my baby and pull her real close

She was pretty, about seventeen
When she moved in just down my street
Still don't know what she saw in me
I guess she liked the way I made her laugh
She wanted more than what friends had
She kissed me once and we never looked back
First time was down by the river
Our sweat made both us shiver

I know it's been a long time
Since the last time we talked...
I know I've been a stranger
And that's all my fault...
And asking you for anything
Don't really seem right,
But the winds of change are blowing
So I'm begging you tonight...

I met the hunger, and it took my hand
Got lost in wonder of a sinful land
Yeah, I took the drink, I liked the taste
I burned the smoke, I sparked the blaze
That left me wantin'
It left me wantin
When I was desperate, and I lost my faith
I found an angel in a broken place

I've been hypnotized by a Gypsy Lover
Been sucker punched hard by a redneck mother
Been plagiarized by my own damn brother
Hey man, I think that's my line
I've been crucified by a Baptist preacher
Been face to face with the ole Grim Reaper
Been taken to school by a long-legged teacher
Mm, miss you Miss Jones

Grass don't grow on a busy street
Money don't grow on an old oak tree
Time don't grow as you grow old
But I'ma gonna grow on you
The fields outside could use a little drink
Your heart's in a drought, baby, what you think?
Girl, you're as stubborn as the Alabama dirt
But I'ma gonna grow on you

Hey pretty girl, won't you look my way?
Love's in the air tonight
You can bet you make this ol' boy's day
Hey pretty girl, won't you look my way?
Hey pretty girl, can I have this dance?
And the next one after that
Gonna make you mine, there's a real good chance
Hey pretty girl, can I have this dance?

Well I never believed in fairytales
Even when I was a kid
It sounded like another trick
To put us all to bed
With just a story they read
Yeah, Houdini might escape
And then he'll vanish from the scene
Baby that was smoke and mirrors

Well, I've been living like a wild old mustang
Out in Montana fields
Might've earned me a bad reputation
But never stopped these wheels
From going and rolling too far
Running and gunning a little too hard
So unreigned, so untamed, yeah

The sky, don't think that I've seen it this bright
It's a perfect night to go for a ride
Stars are lined up for you and I

I know, I know you got a boyfriend but so
Don't tell him girl and he'll never know
I'll be there at five, baby, be ready to go

My kind's rough, a little rough around the edges, we all clock out around 5
My kind likes to have a cold beverage, we prefer it in a honky tonk dive, yeah

My kind bleeds a little blue around the collar, my kind knows how to roll a little smoke
My kind knows about a hard earned dollar, we drink jack, straight no coke, yeah

And we take kind to strangers, til they don't take kind to us

The work is hard, the day is long
So I wake up and strap my steel toes on
I grap a couple of Joe and head out the door
To do this job I signed up for

Before the sun comes up, I'm punching the clock
I got a pretty good feeling, yeah its gonna get hot
I hop on up, and climb in the seat

Something about a truck in a farmer's field
A no trespass sign, you got time to kill
Nobody's gonna get hurt, so what's the big deal
Something about a truck in a farmer's field

Something about beer sitting on ice
After a long hard day makes it taste just right
On that dropped tailgate on a summer night

I shoulda been a cowboy
Livin' in the black hills
Livin' on the outside of the law
Yeah, crazier than wild Bill
Ridin' my quarter horse
Kickin' in saloon doors
Drinkin' double shots of whiskey, yeah
Wearing my single action piece

I know the lights are out, I know it's getting late
But you're still young and we're wide awake
I've never seen a sky this damn bright
So don't go home, it just ain't right
I got a good idea, I got a wild head
There's a little spot and we could meet you there
Take the only road straight outta town
Until you see the fire, baby don't slow down

Mama said, "Wild man, won't you listen?
And come take a seat right here in the kitchen
You gotta wild heart, gotta sweet soul
Gonna need 'em both, baby, down the road, but
Right now I need you to listen"
She said, "Ooh, baby, it's a wild world
And I hope you find yourself a good girl
Life is short, some days are long

Your daddy thought I was wrong for you,
Thinking back your mom did too
Two wrongs never felt so right
It was written in the stars, for two young and wild at hearts
Sneak out late into the night
You'd climb in and take my hand
And you'd slide on over, on over and we'd ride
'Cause young love don't know nothin'