Around here fast is how the grass grows Lost is what you find on a back road Proof's in the whiskey, red's in the dirt And hard work stops at the fence row We stand for the flag and if you don't like it We don't care 'Cause we do things a little different 'round here Well, brave is 18 wearin' army green Truth is in the words, in red we read "Proud" is what you say about where you're from Heroes are daddies and mamas are love The right is right and wrong is wrong, yeah, we're Doin' things a little different 'round here Easy's at the end of a long day Free's how you feel not what you pay Simple's how we live (yeah), thanks is what we give (c'mon) Roots in the ground's why we stay (why we stay) Brave is 18 wearin' army green Truth is in the words, in red we read "Proud" is what you say about where you're from Heroes are daddies and mamas are love Yeah, right is right and wrong is wrong, yeah, we're Doin' things a little different 'round here Doin' things a little different 'round here The rain on a roof is what a song is And home is where the heart is Brave is 18 wearin' army green (army green) Truth is in the words, in red we read (in red we read) "Proud" is what you say about where you're from And heroes are daddies and mamas are love The right is right and wrong is wrong, yeah, we're Doin' things a little different, we're- Right is right and wrong is wrong, yeah, we're (yeah, we're) Doin' things a little different 'round here Yeah, we do things a little different 'round here

This whole world on fire Feels like a bad dream Did the hammer come down? Feels like a kick in the teeth All this down on my luck Has been gettin' me down on my knees Might have been something I need 'Cause I been chasin Rat racin' Doin' anything to win My grass looks like Augusta And I got around to paintin' that fence I been callin' up my mama doin' some old friend checkin' in It seems like where I'm going might be better than where I been 'Cause with all this goin' on I found some right in all this wrong And I finally see The good Lord knows better than me I got a little less in the bank I get a little more sleep I get a little more use out of that old porch swing I got a little more her holdin' on to little more me I feel a little more free 'Cause I been chasin Rat racin' Doin' anything to win My grass looks like Augusta And I got around to paintin' that fence I been callin' up my mama doin' some old friend checkin' in And it seems like where I'm going might be better than where I been 'Cause with all this goin' on I'm findin' right in all this wrong And I finally see The good Lord knows better than me Knows better than me If the world does end I'll take the last day slow If He does come back I know where I'll go And if He takes His time Well I've learned one thing The good Lord knows better than me 'Cause I been chasin Rat racin' Doin' anything to win I've made more time for fishin' I got my old truck runnin' again I went home to see my mama been good hearing from old friends And it seems like where I'm going might be better than where I been 'Cause with all this goin' on I found the writin' on the wall And I finally see The good Lord knows better than me Better than me So much better than me

There's a dive bar in Daytona With a couple names on a wall Right between go gators and an old phone number For a good time call There's a corn field in Vidalia With some BFGoodrich tracks That old radio playin' Copperhead Road 'Til the sky turned black That was us in a two-ton Chevy Can't help but smile when I'm lookin' back now Two kids tearin' up a little small town Thought we had it all figured out Runnin' wild like a Tennessee river Little reckless and a little hell bound We were tailgate talkin' 'bout forever Like our boots had nеver hit the ground And at the еnd of that trail of cans and a cloud of dust Baby, that was us There's a worn-out track on a jukebox An old Keith Whitley song You spurn me around that old dance floor All night long And a rope burn on an old oak tree Hangin' high over Miller Creek Lord, I was scared to death But boy, you could talk me into anything Yeah, you could That was us in a two-ton Chevy Can't help but smile when I'm lookin' back now Two kids tearin' up a little small town Thought we had it all figured out Runnin' wild like a Tennessee river Little reckless and a little hell bound We were tailgate talkin' 'bout forever Like our boots had never hit the ground At the end of that trail of cans and a cloud of dust Baby, that was us Baby, that was us That was us in a two-ton Chevy Can't help but smile when I'm lookin' back now Two kids tearin' up a little small town Thought we had it all figured out Runnin' wild like a Tennessee river Little reckless and a little hell bound We were tailgate talkin' 'bout forever Like our boots had never hit the ground At the end of that trail of cans and a cloud of dust (yeah) We left our mark on everything we touched Baby, that was us (baby, that was us, mmm) Baby, that was us

When Momma used my full name, I knew she meant business I learned to say, "Yes sir" from the first time that I didn't I've felt that bible belt and I know what soap tastes like I've done my share of wrong, but I was raised up right And I figured out that midnight ain't the same as 12:03 You can't go on a date when your Daddy's got your keys There's cocaine in your sock drawer will keep you home on Friday nights I've learned a lot the hard way, 'cause I was raised up right Raised up right like my Momma's hands in Sunday mornin' church Raised up right like my Daddy's can of beer right after work Like the flag over the court house every mornin' at sunrise I was raised up right That Zebco taught me patience, castin' from the bank And I learned what country music was when Grandpa played me, Hank A handshake don't mean nothin' if you don't look 'em in the eye Hard work will make a boy a man Yeah, I was raised up right Raised up right like my Momma's hands in Sunday mornin' church Raised up right like my Daddy's can of beer right after work Like the flag over the court house every mornin' at sunrise I was raised up right When they pulled me from that water on the day I got baptized I was raised up I was Raised up right like my Momma's hands in Sunday mornin' church Raised up right like my Daddy's can of beer right after work Like the flag over the court house every mornin' at sunrise I was raised up right I was raised up right I was raised, raised up right Raised up right

I knew when she flew in she wouldn't stay. Every now and then God makes one that a way. Red-haired, wild-child, with storms in her eyes. I knew I'd never be the same. That's the thing about a hurricane. She's all lightnin', and wind and rain. Get's you close and you're swept away. Better hold on till it breaks, cause it's a hell of a ride, if you can just survive the pain. That's the thing about a hurricane. She said she was a runnin' from her past. Every breath she stole felt like my last. And her kiss told me 'better get outta there', but I was too far to care. And that's the thing about a hurricane. She's all lightnin', and wind and rain. Get's you close and you're swept away. Better hold on till it breaks, cause it's a hell of a ride, if you can just survive the pain. That's the thing about a hurricane. Now even in blue skies, there ain't no forgettin'. Is it any wonder they name em after women? And that's the thing about a hurricane. She's all lightnin', and wind and rain. Get's you close and you're swept away. Better hold on till it breaks, cause it's a hell of a ride, if you can just survive the pain. That's the thing about a hurricane.

You ain't dancin' to this song, Aw but i can tell you're dyin' too, Your lips are singin' right along, But you won't let yourself let loose, You ain't foolin' me, come on girl i gotta see Baby what you got hidin' under that halo, That little bit of rebel nobody knows That turnin' up burnin' up all night, Wanna do a little somethin' wrong kinda right Bet you got a little sway hidin' in those hips, A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss Why you holdin' back girl let it go? Baby what you hidin' under that halo? You keep sipin', nice and slow Like you're scared it's gonna go to your head Baby i bet you'd love, catchin a groove and a real good buzz, havin a night you'll never forget So baby take my hand, You know you wanna take a chance Baby what you got hidin' under that halo, That little bit of rebel nobody knows That turnin' up burnin' up all night, Wanna do a little somethin' wrong kinda right Bet you got a little sway hidin' in those hips, A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss Why you holdin' back girl let it go? Baby what you hidin' under that halo? I wanna get you alone, alone See what's under that halo Don't you wanna move baby, Don't you wanna dance maybe, Don't you wanna get a little crazy, A little crazy tonight Baby what you got hidin' under that halo, That little bit of rebel nobody knows That turnin' up burnin' up all night, Wanna do a little somethin' wrong kinda right Bet you got a little sway hidin' in those hips, A little bit of salt in your sweet kiss Why you holdin' back girl let it go? Baby what you hidin' under that halo? Baby what you hidin' under that halo? I wanna get you alone Halo See whats under that halo