And I see red eyes behind the headlights again And he's so fly no mater how high he gets Two more one night stands in the dark Keeps both their hearts from just fallin' apart Drinkin' the loneliness up just one more time And I see red eyes behind the lights And I see red eyes behind the lights She been this sober a year and a half And all those things she tried to leave in the past was here Living in this small town And all her family tried to keep her away from him 'Cause judging by the alcohol on his breath He's up to no good again Then she gets so lonely Until the teardrops turn into wine And I see red eyes behind the headlights again And he's so fly no mater how high he gets Two more one night stands in the dark Keeps both their hearts from just fallin' apart Drinkin' the loneliness up just one more time And I see red eyes behind the lights And I see red eyes behind the lights He had that Firebird, that feelin' inside her He knew what drives her, ran her mom despite her Voted the cutest couple by the seniors, while in high school But a different tone while at home creepin' breakin' all the rules Her side of the family was the church crowd class act For his it was the roughnecks, wrong side of the tracks And her momma said baby don't throw your life away And she said I love him mamma everything is gonna be okay Her mother's so upset crying took her car phone And the daughter said you better learn to love him mamma or I be gone Then that car rolled in the drive she kissed her folks goodbye And she said you got to realize there's more to him than weird eyes And I see red eyes behind the headlights again And he's so fly no mater how high he gets Two more one night stands in the dark Keeps both their hearts from just fallin' apart Drinkin' the loneliness up just one more time And I see red eyes behind the lights And I see red eyes behind the lights

Monday morning rooster, cock-a-doodle-doo Clock squakin' on the night stand Slapping the the alarm off Stumble to the pot, got coffee on the stove top Button up the blue collar, time to make the boots walk Out the front door Yeah, sun ain't even up yet Sonny But we sure are yeah, 'cause time is money And we makin' them dirt road dollars Way out yonder, out in them hollers Doin' it like our fathers Up on them tractors out in them pastures Makin' it rain like water, farm boy dough 24-carat gold corn rows Lunch break bite, couple sweet tea swallers Right back to makin' them dirt road dollars Aching, peelin', shuck stacks Diggin', tillin', swing that Hammer at the two-by 40 hours well passed Racking in the grain cash Stacking up the hay stacks Red clay paid 'cause we ain't afraid to break backs Or a good sweat Nah, sun ain't gone down yet Sonny So we ain't done yet Hell nah, 'cause time is money And we making them dirt road dollars Way out yonder out in them hollers Doing it like our fathers Up on them tractors out in them pastures Makin' it rain like water, farm boy dough 24-carat gold corn rows Lunch break bite, couple sweet tea swallers Right back to makin' them dirt road dollars Yeah, uh-huh I be up and at it by your first break I be work the whole day I ain't into role play Catch me in the role cage chillin' just a chewin' up that black dirt Plowin', plantin', croppin', I ain't stoppin' 'til my ass hurt Silver queens shucking with the farm all truckin' With them ace 55s, boy, y'all ain't seen nothing I be gettin' with the pickin' nearly all day Doing it all the way croppin' 'til we all pay, hey There's a long hard road 'til the next one starts Buddy, you don't wanna know what the tractor parts cost I can get you up a figure for a rig and a plow I got some heifers in the back but I don't sell holy cows Man that old Ferguson burnin' about 2.50 a gallon Now my head churnin' up dirt and I'm up turnin' to plowin', you dig? Probably do but on your own time I keep the young-in's supper comin' down the lunch line And we making them dirt road dollars Way out yonder out in them hollers Doing it like our fathers Up on them tractors out in them pastures Makin' it rain like water, farm boy dough 24-carat gold corn rows Lunch break bite, couple sweet tea swallers Right back to makin' them dirt road dollars Come, Saturday night I take my baby out on the town And on Sunday it's church, then lay around the house And we making them dirt road dollars Way out yonder out in them hollers Doing it like our fathers (like our fathers) Up on them tractors out in them pastures Makin' it rain like water, farm boy dough 24-carat gold corn rows Lunch break bite, couple sweet tea swallers Right back to makin' them dirt road dollars (Right back to makin' them dirt road dollars)

We were a couple kids in a pick up fooling around We learned how to keep it so nobody found out Mama don't need to know everything Some things you keep to yourself Like dumb things you do when you're seventeen on the DL But if that tailgate ever tells, I'd be the small talk of the town I'm sure I'd catch all kinds of hell for every time we laid it down In the back of that race red F-150 We get to kissing, we get to slipping off clothes, and nobody knows And only will, if that tailgate ever tells Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me If that tailgate ever tells Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me If that tailgate ever tells You, me, we had bare feet hanging off the edge Two drinks, then we lay it on back in the bed Mama don't need to know everything Some things you keep to yourself We knew that's all that we'd ever be, on the DL But if that tailgate ever tells, I'd be the small talk of the town I'm sure I'd catch all kinds of hell for every time we laid it down In the back of that race red F-150 We get to kissing, we get to slipping off clothes, and nobody knows And only will, if that tailgate ever tells Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me If that tailgate ever tells Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me If that tailgate ever tells What happens on a dirt road stays on a dirt road out here What we're doing in the dark when we're underneath the stars Is our own business But if that tailgate ever tells, I'd be the small talk of the town I'm sure I'd catch all kinds of hell for every time we laid it down In the back of that race red F-150 We get to kissing, we get to slipping off clothes, and nobody knows And only will, if that tailgate ever tells Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me If that tailgate ever tells Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me Tailgate don't tell, no Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me Don't tell on me Tailgate don't tell on me, don't tell on me

My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Lord take me home I say bye to my folks as I pack my clothes Mama dont cry I was born to go You gonna see my name in the big city lights And daddy you know your boy will be alright I thought the big city life was the place for me But things aint always what they cracked up to be Fell flat on my back such a fool of my soul Now Im headed back down my country road My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Lord take me home Get on down the road now I got a sack and a Uhaul Im gonna make it back to Georgia before the dew fall A 6 pack and a half a pack of Pall Malls Red wine, the kind that give ya lock jaw Old tires aint seen dirt roads in a while But the grass getting green so I know Im in the south Old back wood feen and there aint no doubt I was born in the south Go on take to the house My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Thank God I was born in the south Country folk gonna ride on out Lord take me home Thank God I was raised in the south Country folk gonna ride on out Back roads cruising on a 2 path lane Stopping by the field checkin out the sugar cane Rollin down by the creek, switch it off and just listen My roads aint found on that navigation system Stoppin lookin at deer tracks Grabbin me a beer from the back 30.06 by my side, can you feel that A right at the chicken pen A left at the back lodge We made it to the river and we never touch a black top My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Thank God I was born in the south Country folk gonna ride on out Lord take me home Thank God I was raised in the south Country folk gonna ride on out, on out

ਪਿੰਡ ਤੇਰਾ ਮੇਰੇ ਸ਼ਹਿਰੋਂ ਦੂਰ ਵੇ (ਪਿੰਡ ਤੇਰਾ ਮੇਰੇ ਸ਼ਹਿਰੋਂ ਦੂਰ ਵੇ) ਦਿਲ ਕਰੇ ਬਣਾ ਤੇਰੀ ਹੂਰ ਵੇ (ਦਿਲ ਕਰੇ ਬਣਾ ਤੇਰੀ ਹੂਰ ਵੇ) ਮੈਨੂੰ ਹਰ ਹਾਲੀ ਤੂੰ ਚਾਹੀਦੈ ਹਰ ਹਾਲੀ ਤੂੰ ਚਾਹੀਦੈ, ਕੀ ਕਰਨੇ Gucci 'ਤੇ Zara? (ਕੀ ਕਰਨੇ Gucci 'ਤੇ ZARA?) ਤੇਰੀ ਫੋਰਡ 'ਤੇ ਲੰਘੀਂ ਜੇ ਉਮਰ ਸਾਰੀ ਇਸ ਫੋਰਡ ਵਾਲੀ ਦੀ, ਵੇ ਯਾਰਾ ਫੋਰਡ 'ਤੇ ਲੰਘੀਂ ਜੇ ਉਮਰ ਸਾਰੀ ਇਸ ਫੋਰਡ ਵਾਲੀ ਦੀ, ਓ, ਯਾਰਾ ਮੇਰਾ ਦਿਲ ਵੀ ਕਿਤੇ ਖੋ ਜਾਊਂ, ਇਸ ਗੱਲ ਦੀ ਨਹੀਂ ਸੀ ਆਸ ਵੇ ਮੇਰੀ ਹੱਸਦੀ-ਵੱਸਦੀ ਦੁਨੀਆਂ ਵਿੱਚ ਤੇਰੀ ਜਗਹ ਹੋ ਗਈ ਖ਼ਾਸ ਵੇ ਕੋਈ ਲੱਖਾਂ ਵਿੱਚੋਂ ਇੱਕ ਹੋ ਗਿਆ, ਨਾ ਭੁੱਖ ਲੱਗੇ, ਨਾ ਪਿਆਸ ਵੇ ਮੇਰੀ ਮਜ਼ੇਦਾਰ-ਦੂਰ ਕਰਦੀ ਜ਼ਿੰਦਗੀ ਵਿੱਚ ਤੇਰੀ ਜਗਹ ਹੋ ਗਈ ਖ਼ਾਸ ਵੇ ਤੂੰ ਸੁਪਣੇ ਵਿੱਚ, ਤੂੰ ਖ਼ਿਆਲਾਂ ਵਿੱਚ ਤੈਨੂੰ ਪਾਲਣਾ ਕਰੋ ਕਰਦੀ ਦਿਨ ਸਾਰਾ (ਪਾਲਣਾ ਕਰੋ ਕਰਦੀ ਦਿਨ ਸਾਰਾ) ਤੇਰੀ ਫ਼ਿਕਰ ਸਾਹਾਂ ਤੋਂ ਵੱਧ ਕੇ ਆ ਇਸ ਫੋਰਡ ਵਾਲੀ ਨੂੰ, ਵੇ ਯਾਰਾ ਫ਼ਿਕਰ ਸਾਹਾਂ ਤੋਂ ਵੱਧ ਕੇ ਆ ਤੇਰੀ ਫੋਰਡ ਵਾਲੀ ਨੂੰ, ਓ, ਯਾਰਾ ਤੇਰੇ ਭੂਰਾ ਜੇ ਰੰਗ ਤੇ ਉੱਤਮ ਦਿੱਖ ਨੇ ਖਾ ਲਿਆ ਮੇਰੇ ਰੁਝਾਨ ਨੂੰ ਹੁਣ ਦੂਰੋਂ ਫ਼ਤਿਹ ਬੁਲਾ ਦੇਨੀ ਮੈਂ ਸਾਰੇ ਸਿਰਫ ਦੋਸਤ (ਦੋਸਤੋ ਨੂੰ) ਤੇਰੇ ਸਾਂਵਲੇ ਜੇ ਰੰਗ ਤੇ ਯੈਂਕੀ ਦੀ ਦਿੱਖ ਨੇ ਖਾ ਲਿਆ ਮੇਰੇ ਰੁਝਾਨ ਨੂੰ ਹੁਣ ਦੂਰੋਂ ਫ਼ਤਿਹ ਬੁਲਾ ਦੇਨੀ ਮੈਂ ਸਾਰੇ ਸਿਰਫ ਦੋਸਤ ਨੂੰ ਜੇ ਤੂੰ ਨਖ਼ਰਾ ਕਰੇ ਬਰਦਾਸ਼ਤ ਮੇਰਾ ਫਿਰ ਹੋਰ ਵੀ ਲੱਗਣਾ ਐ ਪਿਆਰਾ (ਹੋਰ ਵੀ ਲੱਗਣਾ ਐ ਪਿਆਰਾ) ਤੇਰੇ ਫੋਰਡ 'ਤੇ ਲੰਘੀਂ ਜੇ ਉਮਰ ਸਾਰੀ ਇਸ ਫੋਰਡ ਵਾਲੀ ਦੀ, ਵੇ ਯਾਰਾ ਫੋਰਡ 'ਤੇ ਲੰਘੀਂ ਜੇ ਉਮਰ ਸਾਰੀ ਇਸ ਫੋਰਡ ਵਾਲੀ ਦੀ, ਓ, ਯਾਰਾ ਤੇਰੀ ਲਾਲਸਾ ਮਹਿਸੂਸ ਕਰੋ ਹੋ ਰਹੀ ਸ਼ਿਵਜੋਤ ਮੈਨੂੰ ਤੇਰੇ ਪਿਆਰ ਦੀ ਹੁਣ ਹੈਂਗਓਵਰ ਤੇਰਾ ਸਵੈਗ ਕਰੇ, ਧੜਕਣ ਨਾ ਰੁੱਕ ਜਾਏ ਨਾਰ ਦੀ ਸਿਰਫ ਲਾਲਸਾ ਮਹਿਸੂਸ ਕਰੋ ਹੋ ਰਹੀ ਐ, ਭੂਮੀ ਮਾਲਕ ਮੇਰੇ ਯਾਰ ਦੀ ਹੁਣ ਹੈਂਗਓਵਰ ਉਹਦਾ ਸਵੈਗ ਕਰੇ, ਧੜਕਣ ਨਾ ਰੁੱਕ ਜਾਏ ਨਾਰ ਦੀ ਮੈਂ ਰੱਬ ਤੋਂ ਮੰਗਾਂ ਖੱਟਣੇ ਨੂੰ, ਜਦ ਟੁੱਟਦੈ ਅੰਬਰਾਂ ਚੋਂ ਤਾਰਾ ਤੇਰੀ ਫ਼ਿਕਰ ਸਾਹਾਂ ਤੋਂ ਵੱਧ ਕੇ ਆ ਇਸ ਫੋਰਡ ਵਾਲੀ ਨੂੰ, ਵੇ ਯਾਰਾ ਫ਼ਿਕਰ ਸਾਹਾਂ ਤੋਂ ਵੱਧ ਕੇ ਆ ਤੇਰੀ ਫੋਰਡ ਵਾਲੀ ਨੂੰ, ਵੇ ਯਾਰਾ ਫੋਰਡ 'ਤੇ ਲੰਘੀਂ ਜੇ ਉਮਰ ਸਾਰੀ ਫੋਰਡ ਵਾਲੀ ਦੀ, ਵੇ ਯਾਰਾ ਫੋਰਡ 'ਤੇ ਲੰਘੀਂ ਜੇ ਉਮਰ ਸਾਰੀ ਫੋਰਡ ਵਾਲੀ ਦੀ, ਵੇ ਯਾਰਾ