Written by Darius Rucker, Nathan Chapman and Charles Kelley

Sitting at a bar in New York City
Everybody here looking New York pretty
But you’re the kinda girl that’s got that something
Dancing to the groove like it just ain’t nothing
They ain’t never seen nothing quite like you
Long stem legs in your cowboy boots
Throwing back whiskey straight, no water
Girl there ain’t nothing hotter

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Ooh, I dig the way that you move
You shake it down to your roots
Did your momma teach you how to do that thing you do
Yeah, nothing sweeter than wild
I’ll take a sip of that smile
I’ll bet the boys at home can’t leave you alone
You little homegrown honey, honey, honey
You’re so money, money, money
You got a country road Carolina soul
Baby, you’re just so homegrown

Trying to think of something cool to say
Turned around and saw you walking my way
Pulled me on the floor saying, “Son it’s on”
And we were dancing all night long
To a sweet old Alabama song

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Ooh baby, baby, baby
You’re driving me crazy, crazy, crazy
I’m a long way away from where I’m from
But baby you feel like home

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You’re so money, money, money
You got a country road Carolina soul
Baby, you’re just so homegrown

Written by Darius Rucker, Kendall Marvel and Jeremy Spillman

I ain’t ever been accused of recusing myself from a Friday night
Don’t need no excuse to go out and cut loose beneath the neon light
Ain’t got to twist my arm to get me off the farm
Just say the word, I bet I’ll beat you to the bar

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I’m up for just about anything as long as it’s almost legal
I can fit in with any old crowd, long as there’s a party, they’re my kind of people
So if you’re down with painting the town, I’ll be around all night
You know I’m always good for a good time

I’m a pretty good guy in my nine to five, always walking the line
I’ll lend a helping hand to a stranger or a friend if they need mine
You can count on me buddy, I’m free
If you’ve got a bead on a party in need

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When it comes to a good time, you know what they say
It’s never too early, it’s never too late
So if you’re down with painting the town, I’ll be around all night
You know I’m always good for a good time
You know I’m always good for a good time

Written by Darius Rucker, Mark Nesler and Brian Phillip White

Heaven knows that I’m usually wrong
And you’re the first one to point it out
Don’t even try to act like you don’t know
What it is I’m talking ’bout
You know that I’m no know-it-all
But when I first saw you I thought

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This could be the start of something beautiful
This could be the start of something magical
The kind of thing you look for all of your life
This could be the start of something so unreal
This could be finally the real deal
I guess now and then
Baby, I’m right

Don’t wanna really put you right on the spot
But I love the look you’re giving me
I’m no genius but I know what we’ve got
That special kind of chemistry
Go on and roll those hazel brown eyes
Let’s see where we’re going tonight

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Just admit it
I ain’t always wrong
Me being right kinda turns you on

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Yeah, I guess now and then
You let me be right

Written by Tim James and Rivers Rutherford

Sun kissed hair and not much makeup
High-heeled boots that lace up
Two first names that came from
Her grandmas on both sides
She ain’t ever read much Faulkner
But she could’ve been his daughter
She grew up on muddy water
Southern style

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Southern style, free and easy
Southern style, warm and breezy
If you met her, man believe me
You’d want her to stay a while
Says, she don’t believe in strangers
Only sinners with a savior
‘Cause her mom and daddy raised her
Southern style

She’s a Friday night light lover
A Billy Graham fan like her mother
She wants her daddy and both brothers
To walk her down the aisle
She loves oysters raw for dinner
Lil’ Wayne and Lynyrd Skynyrd
She keeps her tan lines in the winter
Southern style

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You can love her, you can hate her
But you ain’t ever gonna change her
If you want her then you’ll take her
Southern style

Written by Darius Rucker, Rhett Akins and Ashley Gorley

You didn’t see me walkin’ in
You’re lookin’ in the mirror and
You look perfect
Haven’t put on your makeup yet
You’re sayin’, how your hair’s a mess
But you look perfect

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You don’t see what I see when I look at you girl
You don’t know how beautiful you are
You’re never ready and you need more time
You say your jeans never fit you right
But your eyes and your shy little smile and your own kinda style
It’s so perfect

I hear you singin’ to the radio
Sometimes you miss a couple high notes
But it sounds perfect
And when we go out and
Everywhere’s too crowded
And we just end up drivin’ around
Oh baby, it’s still perfect
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Your touch and your kiss
And your skin and your lips and your name, yeah
All the little imperfections you wish you could change
Yeah, every little everything

You don’t see what I see when I look at you girl
You don’t know how beautiful you are
You’re never ready and you need more time
You say nothin’ ever fits you right
But your eyes and your shy little smile and your own kinda style, yeah
And your touch and your kiss and your skin they all drive me wild

You’re perfect, perfect
All so perfect, yeah
Perfect, perfect
Oh, you’re perfect

Written by Darius Rucker, Rhett Akins and Ashley Gorley

Tonight, let’s let party people do
Whatever party people do
Just wanna be somewhere with you
Without the crowd
Tonight, let’s go hit our favorite spot
Let our feet swing off that dock
This old six string’s all I’ve got
And that’s all we need

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Make a list of your favorite songs
I can play and you can sing along
Don’t even matter if we get ’em wrong
Ain’t nobody listenin’ but the moon
And all the stars
Baby, we don’t need no bar
All we need is this here jar
You and me and my guitar

I wanna feel
That sweet, sweet southern breeze
Blowin’ through those live oak trees
Feel that grass under our feet
While we’re walkin’ down
I can’t wait
To see the smile there on your face
When I open up that case
Yeah, tune it up and play
With the crickets keepin’ time

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Girl, you know, I love to show you off
Underneath the lights downtown
But now and then, I like slippin’ off
Where there ain’t nobody around
But you and me
Just you and me and my guitar
And the moon and the stars and you and me, now baby

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You and me and my guitar
You and me and my guitar
And the moon and the stars
You and me and my guitar

Written by Darius Rucker, Blair Daly, Hillary Lindsey and Troy Verges

Baby, all these city lights
Are losing their shine
I need a little bit a get outta here
A little slow unwind
A little salt air and a sand bar
A lawn chair and a guitar
Singing la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
All night long
All night

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I wanna get high
On some low country
Where the sun meets the water
And the nights get hotter
Sounds right on the money
Let’s let that tide take us for a ride
Girl, wherever it wants to
I wanna get high
On some low country with you

Down there where the warm wind blows
Through the cypress trees
You take your worries like the pennies in your pocket
And you, you throw ’em in the sea
Get a sweet buzz from your long kiss Better than any rum hitting my lips
Singing la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
All night long
All night

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Ain’t it funny how life can be crazy
Come on, let’s get gone
‘Cause the days are getting long and the nights are getting hazy
Come on, let’s hold on

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Yeah, low country with you, oh, yeah
Low country with you
My low country with you
Yeah, I love my low country with you

Written by Darius Rucker, Deric Ruttan and Jonathan Singleton

Kinda like eighteen wheels need a blacktop
A bad part of town needs a good cop
Kinda like a romantic night and a sunset
Candlelight and a silhouette in the door
But I need you more
Kinda like a cup of coffee needs the a.m.
Hard times need a good friend
Kinda like a sinner’s prayer when hopes gone
From a midnight drunk kneeling on a jailhouse floor

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I need you more
Every touch, every kiss, every time
Your lips meet mine
I need you more
Every look my way
Every second of the day that goes by
Even holding you tight in the middle of the night
You say, how much you need me
Baby, believe me
I need you more

Kinda like a country road needs an old church
Carolina needs a red dirt
Kinda like daybreak needs a sunrise
Old dogs and rocking chairs need the porch

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Kinda like a stormy night needs a lighthouse
Tall ships and driftwood need a shore

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I need you more
I need you more
I need you more

Written by Darius Rucker, Monty Criswell and Frank Rogers

That bucket of bolts in the driveway
It’s old but it’s still fast
And the weeds out in the front yard
When they’re green, they look like grass
And this house we got
Well, it sure could use a couple shingles and a can of paint
But looking on the bright side
We’re dry every time it rains

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Yeah, I’m kicked back on the front porch
Drinking up this sunset
We ain’t got a whole lot
But we got what we need
Yeah, I’m smiling ’cause I’ve been blessed
Sipping on the good stuff
This ain’t a glass half empty thing
It’s a half full Dixie cup

Kids chasing around that old dog
Being loud and dragging out toys
But you’re missing out on a sweet sound
If all you hear is noise
And their mama sitting here beside me
Laughs and says, ain’t it funny
Some people I know, well, they’re flat broke
‘Cause all they got is money

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Some days I fall by the wayside
And let the devil have his way
He puts a hole in my cup
But this ain’t one of those days, no

Well, I’m kicked back on the front porch
I’m drinking up this sunset
Hey, we ain’t got a whole lot
But we got what we need
Yeah, I’m smiling ’cause I’ve been blessed
I’m sipping on the good stuff
Hey, this ain’t a glass half empty thing
It’s a half full Dixie cup

Yeah, I’m smiling ’cause I’ve been blessed
I’m sipping on the good stuff
Hey, this ain’t a glass half empty thing
It’s a half full Dixie cup
It’s a half full Dixie cup

Written by Darius Rucker, Blake Bollinger and Drew Davis

I remember that long line
Camping out there all night
Just for a chance to see that hair band
Got tickets for my first show
Didn’t care about the back row
The day finally came
It was all worth the wait
Never heard nothing so loud
As the roar of the crowd
When the lights went down
And we all pulled ’em all out

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Lighter up
Feel the love
Everybody swaying
Ridin’ that wave
So alive
With the fire
We raised them high
And burned the night
Lighter up
Lighter up

Hit the stage with that first song
Never felt a groove so strong
Lights were so bright
We were coming alive
The words we didn’t know-oh-oh
We all just said who-oh-oh
Then she grabbed my hand
We started to dance
Never seen nothing like the roar of the flames
She gave me a kiss before she gave me her name

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And just like the show-oh-oh
We didn’t take it slow-oh-oh
I bathed in her eyes
Even watched the sunrise

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Lighter up

Written by Darius Rucker and Frank Rogers

You can have Charleston
The cobblestone streets
The steeples looking down
On the Battery
The Topsails and the Clydesdales
Pulling people all around
The ocean breeze and the live oak trees
God, I’m gonna miss this town, but
You can have Charleston

I’ll pack up and leave
Maybe find a spot on the West Coast
Give you lots of room to breathe
With your new life and your new love
I won’t get in your way
I’ll just wish you well and try like hell
To smile and walk away, from

My home, my heart
Where I was born, where I was raised
Where one day they’re gonna take my body
And lay it in a grave
My soul, don’t wanna go But it’s got to be this way
It’s gonna break my heart to say, goodbye
But it’ll kill me if I stay

You can have Charleston
It’s really for the best
Girl, it’s your town now
Plus I could never rest
There’re too many ghosts on this old coast
Too many memories
It’s where we met and we fell in love It’s where you cut me deep and made me bleed

From time to time
I might be passing through
But I promise you
That’s all I’ll do

You can have Charleston
I’ll take these broken dreams
Load ’em in up in a suitcase
And see where it leads
Take 26 until I get
A million miles away
Try and start over
In a brand new place

Written by Darius Rucker, Tim James and Rivers Rutherford

I never was the biggest or the fastest guy
I never hit a homerun when the game was tied
I knew from an early age I wasn’t going to be
A doctor or the CEO of anything

So I sang, “She Believes In Me”
And I played, “Fire On The Mountain”
‘Til I made my fingers bleed
I tried to stand out from the crowd
But most times I just struck out at the plate
So I sang

I wasn’t cool enough to be a ladies man
It took me forever just to hold her hand
First time we kissed, she whispered, I love you
But I wasn’t brave enough to say, I loved her too

So I sang, “You Are So Beautiful To Me”
And I played every note to “Faithfully”
I loved her with everything
But I couldn’t think of anything to say
So I sang

No one believed in me as much as Mom
See, she worked overtime to buy my first guitar
When the angels called her home
My sister asked if I would speak
But there were no words to say how much she meant to me

So I sang, “It Is Well With My Soul”
And I played, “I’m So Tired Of Being Alone”
‘Cause those were Mama’s favorite songs
And what I felt would take too long to say
So I sang

Yes, I sang
So I sang

Written by Darius Rucker, Ryan Hurd and Frank Rogers

Down here where the cattails grow
Down here where the kudzu grows

The shrimp’s goin’ in the low country boil
Radio playin’ Haggard and Jones on a Saturday night, we’re doin’ alright
Fire up the Coleman ice down the long necks, it’s goin’ down out on the back deck
Everything’s fine, in the southern moonlight

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It feels so good, with that cool breeze blowin’ around
There ain’t nothing wrong, with what’s goin’ on right now
We got family, we got friends, we got ice cold beer
I’m sure heavens nice, but tonight it ain’t too bad down here

Starlight eyes sitting at the table
White cotton dress wrapped around an angel
Look at that smile, so beautiful without havin’ to try
She gives a little wink stars walkin’ over
Hand on my hip head on my shoulder
It ain’t nothing like, her by my side

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Down here where the cattails grow, and the kudzu rows
And the moon shines clear
Might not be the streets of gold, but it ain’t too bad, no
Down here where the cattails grow, and the kudzu rows
And the moon shines clear
Might not be the streets of gold, but it ain’t too bad down here

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Ain’t too bad down here, no, ‘cause
We got family, we got friends, we got ice cold beer
Yeah in my heart I know heaven’s nice
But it ain’t too bad down here

Written by Darius Rucker, Patrick Davis, Eric Gunderson and James Otto

Hear footsteps creeping and
The clock says it’s four am
Ain’t gonna let it slide again
This time, this time
No more pretending that
I don’t know where you’re at
I can’t ignore the fact

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It’s all over your face
The lipstick and the lies
The truth you try to hide
But you just can’t, just can’t fake
The feelings you don’t feel
Try to hide it but it’s still
All over, all over your face

Whole town’s been whispering
But I wasn’t listening
Like a fool I was blinded, blinded
By the alibis you gave
And all the games you played
This time you can’t be saved

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So don’t even start your pleadin’ and cryin’
Cause what you’re selling baby I ain’t buyin’
It’s all over your face, yeah

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Oh yeah, oh it’s all over your face
The lipstick and the lies
Lipstick and the lies

Written by Darius Rucker, Jessi Alexander and Josh Thompson

It’s been five days since I shaved, I swear
My hair’s gettin’ long but I don’t care
Lawn chair sittin’, ain’t going nowhere
A big old smile on my face
Pointin’ out pictures in a cloudy sky
Cravin’ me a piece of that pecan pie
Might lay in the grass and kill some time
Looking like I’m in a daze
But it ain’t no purple haze

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I ain’t stoned on what you think
Just an afternoon sun that’s starting to sink
I ain’t drunk on nothing you can buy
Just a kiss from a woman and a look in her eye

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What I’m on you don’t need much
It’s a little goes a long way kinda stuff
Yeah, I’m breathing, yeah, I’m feeling alright
I’m high on life

Gettin’ buzzed by this bumble bee flying around
My day in the sun is my night on the town
Just me waking up is me getting down
Spinning like a tilt-a-whirl
Sitting on top of the world

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I ain’t saying that stuff is bad
But it’s so low compared to the highs I have
Counting my blessings, kicking back
Sipping on sweet tea in a glass
And watching my baby laugh
Don’t get much better than that

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I’m finally believing what I’m seeing
That’s why
I’m high on life
Oh, high on life