And I know that you been worried 'bout my drinkin', but I been feelin' alright It's just a couple of little ol' stitches And my heads starting to feel just fine And ain't nobody got time just to sit around Worry about poor ol' me I gotta build this house got babies on the way Got mouths to feed Go on and give it to me Go on ahead and put the heavy on me Go on ahead and put the heavy on I asked ya once, if I can bear all the weight Put the heavy on my shoulders and see I made a promise, I'm her mountain of stone, won't be Alone as long I can breathe You like to work in mysterious ways Served me up a slice of G-O-D I like a challenge so I better start ownin' up To what you got in store for me Go on and give it to me Go on ahead and put the heavy on me Go on ahead and put the heavy on Bloodline, it's in your last name Daddy raised me the same way that I'll do you one day And I can handle a little pressure on me Take the load off the feeble ones and pass it my way I got bills, got mouths to feed Let's pack it on and we'll see Lord if you're bettin' on me (bettin' on me) So go on ahead and put the heavy on me Go on ahead and put the heavy on me Go on ahead and put the heavy on me Go on ahead and put the heavy on me Go on ahead and put the heavy on

Ol' jebadiah don't you let me down You promised me a place from here much better There's aftermath to them ties and tracks, Yeah you're a rail dog But would you give it all up for me You said you'd save a dime a day and build a log cabin Down there by the river Where we can raise the kids the best there is, Not worry bout an arrowhead and quiver Yeah this place ain't saving grace You can't buy more peace than it pays There's war paint, more blood than there ain't And there's smoke down there on the river. Ol' jebadiah gave it two more years And he landed a job with the man sellin' off land plots He buried away the gold he made and he saved enough To build that home for mary Another dime a day kept the wolves away He made a deal with the tribe And he hoped the chief would keep it It all came down to the plan he made, Yeah there's a fiery grave for the beardless ones Who need it

I know we made a downtown reservation Let's get there early, get drunk, and break it There's cabs outside We could wave and take one To that little dive bar you like I know you got your red dress on But it was always gonna come back off So go on and call me crazy We both know it's just a matter of time, baby With me on whiskey, and you on wine Getting Tennessee tipsy in the neon light Yeah, it's what we do, girl, it's kind of our thing A little jukebox dance and then a smoky dream We're as easy as you got your drink, I got mine But we got the same thing on our mind I guarantee best times tend to be With you on wine, and me on whiskey With you on wine, and me on whiskey, yeah Let's get started on an all-night nightcap That won't wind down until the break of dawn And we can keep it rollin' like that 'Cause right about now, it don't sound wrong Girl, I know you got all dressed up Yeah, and now we're getting all messed up We don't just do it 'cause we're good at it Yeah, we do it 'cause we find some good things happen With me on whiskey, and you on wine Getting Tennessee tipsy in the neon light Yeah, it's what we do, girl, it's kind of our thing A little jukebox dance and then a smoky dream We're as easy as you got your drink, I got mine But we got the same thing on our mind I guarantee best times tend to be With you on wine, and me on whiskey With you on wine, and me on whiskey, yeah Girl, I know you got your red dress on Sittin' pretty on that old barstool And we don't ever get enough of this It's pretty simple, baby, all it is It's me on whiskey, and you on wine Getting Tennessee tipsy in the neon light Yeah, it's what we do, girl, it's kind of our thing A little jukebox dance and then a smoky dream We're as easy as you got your drink, I got mine But we got the same thing on our mind I guarantee best times tend to be With you on wine, and me on whiskey, yeah, yeah With you on wine, and me on whiskey, oh, oh

Never loved the way that I loved you Left a mark like an old tattoo I don't know what I'm gonna do without you Now these walls are the only thing Keep the world from caving in Stop my heart from crumbling without you Everytime I think I got you gone I start seeing things I shouldn't see Wanting things I shouldn't be Wrestling with a memory that won't let me go I try and try to give you up Once you've had the strong stuff Nothing else will be enough So I'll be working on whiskey, whiskey Waiting on the day to break I won't have to feel this way Maybe I will smile one day without you Boy I think I'm moving on I start seeing things I shouldn't see Wanting things I shouldn't be Wrestling with a memory that won't let me go I try and try to give you up Once you've had the strong stuff Nothing else will be enough So I'll be working on whiskey, whiskey I'm crying tears I shouldn't cry Praying for an answer why Not here feeling night?? Oh I'm feeling things I don't wanna feel Finding I'm not made of steel I'm wrestling with a memory that won't let me go I try and try to give you up Once you've had the strong stuff Nothing else will be enough So I'll be working on the whiskey, Oh whiskey, oh whiskey, oh yeah, oh oh oh

That girl walks into a party Looking like a million in a dress from Target The reason why every head in the whole room turns That's her Red light little white Honda Strawberry blonde that she got from her mama Blowing out the wind and then she's gone in a beautiful blur That was her That cheap box wine, she's drinking it Friday night, she's bringing it Old school song, she's singing it Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her That lights down, hair down heart attack Yeah, that's her, oh but that How'd I ever meet her? Wrapped around her little finger, that's me Just lucky to be with her That girl at the concert dancing Clapping with her flip-flops, feet in the grass Yeah, the only band anybody's watching is the one on her shirt That's her That girl that girls wanna hate All the boys wanna date They can't 'cause I ain't Never ever gonna give her a reason to leave 'Cause all I need is her That cheap box wine, she's drinking it Friday night, she's bringing it Old school song, she's singing it Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her That lights down, hair down heart attack Yeah, that's her, oh but that How'd I ever meet her? Wrapped around her little finger, that's me Just lucky to be with her Right here Her lipstick on the rim of my bed Even the stars of the night this clear Ain't falling like I'm falling for her, yeah That cheap box wine, she's drinking it Friday night, she's bringing it Old school song, she's singing it Dust on the bar, wrong words, that's her That lights down, hair down heart attack Yeah, that's her, oh but that How'd I ever meet her? Wrapped around her little finger, that's me Just lucky to be with her Yeah, I'm just lucky to be with her I'm talking 'bout that girl Yeah, that's her

You wish on 'em, party underneath 'em Way out there where it's easy to see 'em, stars Yeah, if they line up, tonight you're gonna Thank your lucky ones for shinin' down on you, stars You stopped and filled up with a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck, sang along with one on the radio Big red one going down, feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark and they danced on the hood She was sittin' on the shinin' light then gave you that look They were in her eyes, she couldn't hide 'em By the end of the night, you were fallin' just like stars You stare at 'em, swear if you could reach 'em You'd give her one 'cause she's got you seein' the stars Since that night she stole your heart You stopped and filled up with a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck, sang along with one on the radio Big red one going down, feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark and they danced on the hood She was sittin' on the shinin' light then gave you that look They were in her eyes, she couldn't hide 'em By the end of the night, you were fallin' just like stars She fell from 'em so you point your prayers at 'em 'Cause she's got you feelin' about as high as I'm You stopped and filled up with a red and black one at the Texaco She hopped in your truck, sang along with one on the radio Big red one going down, feel like one in a small town Parked way out in the dark and they danced on the hood She was sittin' on the shinin' light then gave you that look They were in her eyes, she couldn't hide 'em By the end of the night, you were fallin' just like stars Stars Yeah

It ain't no beer bottle In some dive bar parkin' lot Waitin' on an F150 To crush it into gravel rocks, it ain't no bottle wrecker It gets stuck every time it spins Repeatin' that same old, same old Over and over again No you're heart Wasn't made to broken, wasn't meant to be in pieces It was made to be loved on by someone who never leave it Wasn't made to be left out in the middle of the pourin' rain, I know you've been mad but girl this ain't yesterday And I'm gonna show ya That baby your heart Wasn't made to be broken Wasn't made to be broken I ain't gonna be that guy That leaves you in the middle of the broadway lights Reason that you're drinkin too much wine Why you're cryin' to your friends at night Hope you know you're one in a million As far as I can see If somebody lets you down again, it sure as hell ain't gonna be me Cause your heart wasn't made to be broken Wasn't meant to be in pieces It was made to be loved on by someone who'll never leave it Wasn't made to be left out in the middle of the pouring rain, I know you been mad but girl this ain't yesterday And I'm gonna show ya That baby your heart Wasn't made to be broken Wasn't made to be broken It was made to be skippin' beats No it wasn't made to be Wasn't made to be broken Wasn't meant to be in pieces It was made to be stolen by someone who wants to keep it Wasn't made to be left out in the middle of the pouring rain, i know you been mad but girl this ain't yesterday And I'm gonna show ya That baby your heart Wasn't made to be broken Wasn't made to be broken Wasn't made to be broken Wasn't made to be, nah

At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert Grew up on Mariah and Shania down a red dirt Road driveway (road driveway) And diet Coke can rollin' 'round in her Camry Wants to be a mama, yeah, she wants to get married If you look up a country girl in the dictionary You'd see her face Just when you think you've got her figured out That's when you learn you don't know nothin' 'bout When she goes "Come pick me up in your truck, I wanna drive Let's hit a buck ten again down 55 That's my little rock 'n' roll right there Crank it 'til the speakers blow, I swear" Sayin', "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot" Then slippin' out, makin' out in the parking lot Down home angel with a whole 'nother side She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turnin' up my stereotype Mama knows her heart but don't know about her tattoos Her and Casamigos put together equal bad news She can stop your world from turnin' just by lookin' at you And I'm a lucky S-O-B when she says to me "Come pick me up in your truck, I wanna drive Let's hit a buck ten again down 55 That's my little rock 'n' roll right there Crank it 'til the speakers blow, I swear" Sayin', "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot" Then slippin' out, makin' out in the parking lot Down home angel with a whole 'nother side She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turnin' up my stereotype (Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes) Turnin' up my stereotype (Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes) Yeah, she's unpredictable, anything but typical She's so original, so damn original And she's all mine, she's everything I need Yeah, she keeps me livin' on the edge of my seat, sayin' "Come pick me up in your truck, I wanna drive Let's hit a buck ten again down 55 That's my little rock 'n' roll right there Crank it 'til the speakers blow, I swear" Sayin', "Don't be a girl, boy, let's take another shot" Then slippin' out, makin' out in the parking lot Down home angel with a whole 'nother side She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turnin' up my stereotype (Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes) Turnin' up my stereo (Oh no, there she goes, oh no, there she goes) She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turning up my stereotype At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert Grew up on Mariah and Shania down a red dirt road She's the "Oh no, there she goes" turnin' up my stereotype