With A Woman You Love - Justin Moore & Priscilla Block

Oh boy, Rick look all sad again. What's the matter Rick? It's a long story, check it out Call me the freaker, I bump it in your speaker Week of my birthday met this girl named Tameka Astonishing creature made the rest look tired Desired, though was it beauty I admired? Out by the 41, broke, no joke Can I have a toke, fine hooker so I smiled and smoked Gave the girl my number, though I still felt rejected Hectic, called me more than I expected Months passed by, even lived together and all Dream come true, until suddenly a call Oh brother, why do I discover My honey, Tameka, yeah callin' me another Broke hearted again, it offend and I pretend Mistakes of a woman in love with other men Chorus (4x) How low can go/Hold it now Well, tried to block it out my mind, here it was again Other men, confronted later and she said he was a friend Didn't believe her, she packed Brave her, strange behavior, so silly me forgave her Late again Thursday, alone Rick sat Left flat, look in the mirror and I wonder where she at Gave the girl my heart and soul, it's after ten And again couldn't manage if she slept with other men Out with my jewelry so you know she looked truck Struck three o'clock, here she come, fishy like a fuck "Come here let me smell you", I wanted to say "to hell you" "Hi honey, sorry I'm late, but let me tell you" It's a fast chat, need the phone, so I'm roped in "Could you go to the store and get some soda 'cause they open?" Again it offend and I pretend Mistakes of a woman in love with other men Chorus (8x) How low can go/Hold it now Strike one, strike two, no exaggeration Tried to play it off like it was my imagination Beer mixed with alcohol, help me to forgive Deal with weak minded and I have no will to live I deserve honesty, get treated like a pet Now she's bein' nice but no I still can't forget Put the cards on the table, don't get loud, cut the bull out If you slept with another man, I'm strong enough to pull out She confessed and then she left, smooth Wanted to kill myself 'cause to live ain't the move Broke-hearted again, it offend and I pretend Mistakes of a woman in love with other men Once again it offend, and I pretend Mistakes of a woman in love with other men Once again it offend, and I pretend Mistakes of a woman in love with other men Once again it offend, and I pretend Mistakes... in love with other men

You stood on that bank when I got baptized Gave me a thirty, thirty when I turned nine At sixteen you caught me drinkin' out in the barn I could hear you cheerin' when we won state And you held my hand at grandma's grave And I'll always be thankful you never sold the farm Grandpa you stood so tall Chewed that Red Man, wore overalls You were the same man on Sunday mornin' as Saturday night Five foot six to the top of your hat But when you talked about the war thought you were Superman American born simple man with a southern drawl You walk the walk, you talk the talk, grandpa You still swear Roosevelt was the best That a home grown tomato tastes better than the rest And fifty years goes too fast with a woman you love Well, this life I've chose is gettin' busy now But I know where to go when I need to slow down And when I walk up on your front porch, it's just like I'm still young Grandpa you stood so tall Chewed that Red Man, wore overalls You were the same man on Sunday mornin' as Saturday night Five foot six to the top of your hat But when you talked about the war thought you were Superman American born simple man with a southern drawl You walk the walk, you talk the talk, grandpa Yeah, American born a dirt road man with that slow southern drawl Now keep walkin' the walk and talkin' the talk, grandpa

I started out with a 410 Then moved to a 20 gauge Every squirrel and rabbit in Dallas County Knew my name I sat on the stand with Paw Paw From the time I was three years old When I was eight I used a muzzle loader To kill my first doe These days I go down to Walmart And they set them in the back Some people wanna take them away Why don't you go bust them boys that's selling crack Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks Come on, man, it ain't like I'ma slinging them on the block I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son As long as I'm alive and breathing, you won't take my guns If there ever was a time we need them I'd say it be today When we're letting them terrorists watch cable TV And walk out of Guantanamo bay I just try to do the right thing And raise my family in this land Treating me like you wanna be treated And that's what I call a man If we don't have them what do we do? Tell me where we gonna go? Somebody breaks into my house I'm gonna need my Colt 44 Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks Come on, man, it ain't like I'ma slinging them on the block I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son As long as I'm alive and breathing, you won't take my guns Listen Guns, whether Remingtons or Glocks Come on, man, it ain't like I'm slinging them on the block I'm gonna tell you once and listen, son As long as I'm alive and breathing And I'm still breathing, you won't take my guns No, you can take them from me When you take them from my grandpa and my daddy

Rifle in a gun rack hangin' in the back glass Buck knife on my belt, ain't no land for sale, around here Red clay country mud, sippin' on a cold Bud Blue tick coon hound, you know where I'm found Out in the backwoods, down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar In the backwoods, yeah, we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy, it's a real good life in the backwoods (Yes, sir) Preacher's daughter couldn't get hotter Floatin' that river on an inner tube with her, splash 35s and a lift kit, how stuck can you get? Ain't that just my luck, where's the chain? I'm stuck Out in the backwoods, down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar In the backwoods, yeah, we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy, it's a real good life in the backwoods Out in the backwoods, down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar In the backwoods, yeah, we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy, it's a real good life in the backwoods Out in the holler, son, out in the backwoods