Pat Green: I learned almost everything that I know Without ever gainin' knowledge Brad Paisley: In college Chorus 2 Brad Paisley: Those were the best days of my life Pat Green
Now baby, I'm doing fine since you left me And my friends seem to think I have a lot more time But as far as I'm concerned, all the money that I earn
Close my eyes and ask myself a question Why is it I do what I do? Am I lookin' for some happy definition Life and love in the corners of the truth? Or
Born lucky, I guess Didn't hurt that I was in the right place at the right time too That girl she was dandelion beautiful Damn she was beautiful The
Hello, California Sure is strange to be here today What's a boy from down in Austin Doin' in the city of angels anyway? So won't you come on out here
(Pat Green) Hello California, Sure is strange to be here today. What's a boy from down in Austin Doin' in the city of angels anyway? So won't ya come
Other night I ran into my girlfriend Sitting at a table all alone getting stoned I'm sleeping all by myself down in Corpus Think I'll find myself a bottle
Adios days in the wide open prairie Nights on the canyon are gone Steven is dead and Jonny got married Me I'm here all on my own I used to have nights
Girl, you are my kind of lover I'm still amazed that we found one another 'Cause I'm just a man, selfish and proud You could've been gone but you're standing
Baby's just a little bit tired of the city Billboards and bullshit got her down Seem like you need a little hill country A little back roads driving,
We were just dumb kids with a six pack That a bad fake ID bought Sittin' on the livin' room couch Hopin' that we didn't get caught And when we did, my
Saw you early this morning Sleeping all dressed in white For a moment I thought you were an angel Come to take me home alive You woke up and you caught
She stops and checks her reflection in a car parked on the corner She said, "It's hell on me, this working down at the diner" Some people say "Man, she
Wake up, what you been dreaming about I ain't got a lot to say but I could talk to you for hours The way you talk, the way that you breathe The way that
Well, I sure am tired of these coffee house gigs 'Cause there ain't no money and there ain't no chicks It's gettin' harder and harder to get my kicks