Little liar, a naughty boy Light a fire, and dance in the smoke Every night, write a brand new song When I was younger there was nothing in my way at all Talks nice, like he's grown up right Don't tell a soul Maybe I like my coffee cold Maybe I'm crazy but just maybe this is how I roll Hold the line, it's the radio They might need a story, so maybe I'll try light the ceiling up And dance my own puppet show Crazy 'cause I'm in control

Well, daddy taught me how to throw curveball The summer I turned 13 And first base, first taste of finding a song on my old six-string I wish I would known then what I know now Yeah, I guess we all do It wasn't very long 'fore I found out life throws a pretty mean curveball too It'll get you high It'll get you low That's just life And how It goes Well, daddy was gone by the time that I felt my first heartbreak And good lord, that good lord sure can give and sure can take I wish I'd known then what I know now, I guess we all do Now there's pictures on the wall, up and down the hall Of me and her sayin' I do It'll get you high It'll get you low That's just life And how it goes It's blessings and burnings and lessons and learning And playing and working and healing and hurting It's praying and cursing One thing's for certain That's just life Yeah, that's just life That's just life Yeah, that's just life The smiles, the laughs the tears that flow The good, the bad will pass as sure as the sun Coming up in the morning The sun's coming up in the morning So, love and live and take It slow No matter where you're at Just know that the sun's coming up in the morning That's just life Yeah, that's just life That's just life Yeah, that's just life It'll get you high It'll get you low That's just life And how It goes It's blessings and burnings and lessons and learning And playing and working and healing and hurting It's praying and cursing One thing's for certain That's just life Yeah, that's just life That's just life Yeah, that's just life Some things you can't change Some things you can't explain You gotta give it to the lord That's just life Yeah, that's just life Some things you can't change Some things you can't explain You gotta give it to the lord That's just life Yeah, that's just life

Tell me that you love me Say "We'll always work it out" I know it's kinda scary, but it's only temporary doubt I've done a lot of stupid things But promise that you're gonna stay long enough to grow old with me We're gonna see the good times, love each other through the bad It's gonna hurt like hell when we lose our moms and dads So let my shoulder hold your tears Walk beside me through the years Baby let's see, where this love could lead Let's hold hands on your favorite beach Fix up a house that we found in the city limits Tangled up in a satin sheet And get a little loud when we've had too much to drink And learn to love from a church pew Laugh about all the times we counted pennies Buy some land with a good view to start a family Baby grow old with me It's gonna take a little time, we'll have to work at it everyday We're gonna lose a lot of sleep and learn to eat out of a microwave You know we'll probably never have it all But that's part of building up the walls Strong enough to stand up through the rain We'll make some love on your favorite beach Add to the house that we found in the city limits Talk our babies through the bad dreams When they get a little older, we'll tell them not to drink Book a church when she finds a groom Laugh about all the times they'll count the pennies Give 'em land with a good view To start a family And baby you know we might take a turn down a bad road Maybe go where the wind blows, baby But end up right where we were meant to be, yeah Back and forth on a porch swing Hard not to smile, thinking how it don't get much better Our babies, babies turning 18 What a family, hmm Baby grow old with me Baby grow old with me Baby grow old with me, yeah Tell me that you love me Say "We'll always work it out"

Alabama on the Boombox, baby I'm 'bout to get a little Boondock crazy Let's go! Y'all better turn this around Feels good, don't it? Big stars breakin' out through the indigo Chilly wind comin' in in stereo Taillights disappearin' 'bout a mile or so Down a county road Phone blowin' up "Where you is?" Baby saying "Baby, let's do this!" Rocket in a bottle with a fuse lit 'Bout to lift it off, I'm about to twist it off I'm on the river that Dixie silver smokin' up a faded out four by four Girls headin' off to the river Yeah, Victoria's Secret ain't a secret no more I brought the songs and who brought the party? Only one way to do it up right Everybody goes where everybody knows And anything goes on a Friday night (Get your party right) (It's a Friday night) (Get your party right) (It's a Friday night) Baby, you ain't nothin' but a masterpiece Swayin' and sippin' that Dos Equis Losin' yourself in the big, loud beat Nothing but heat, come on Somebody's rockin' that Bangbox Everybody hittin' that sweet spot Nobody mindin' that tick tock Gettin' all locked in with all my friends I'm on the river, that Dixie silver smokin' up a faded out four by four Girls headin' off to the river Yeah, Victoria's Secret ain't a secret no more I brought the songs and who brought the party? Only one way do it up right Everybody goes where everybody knows And anything goes on a Friday night (Get your party right, it's a Friday night) (Get your party right, it's a Friday night) Alabama on the boombox, baby About to get a little boondock crazy Hop on, it's a hell of a ride 'Cause anything goes on a Friday night Alabama on the Boombox, baby I'm 'bout get a little Boondock crazy Hop on, it's a hell of a ride 'Cause anything goes on a Friday night Come on y'all, let's go I'm on the river, that Dixie silver smokin' up a faded out four by four Girls headin' off to the river Yeah, Victoria's Secret ain't a secret no more I brought the songs and who brought the party? Only one way to do it up right Everybody goes where everybody knows Anything goes on a Friday night (Get your party right, it's a Friday night) yeah (Get your party right, it's a Friday night) it's a party (Get your party right, it's a Friday night) c'mon baby Anything goes on a Friday night (Alabama on the Boombox baby) (I'm 'bout to get a little Boondock crazy)