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"While The Gettin' Is Good" (2015)

Don't Mind lyrics - Corey Smith

There’s a long way to walk, but I don’t mind
What else I got feet for?
As long as you’re waiting at the end of the line
I’ll keep walking I don’t mind

My loads heavy but I don’t mind
What else I got strength for?
I swing my hammer ‘til quitting time
I keep working, I don’t mind

And if I’m crazy
I’m crazy ‘bout you
If I’m lazy
I’m lazy without you (ooh)

I spend a little money honey, I don’t mind
What else I need cash for?
Your smiling face is worth every dime
I keep spending I won’t mind

If I’m crazy
I’m crazy ‘bout you honey
If I’m lazy
I’m lazy without you (ooh)

Every day it’s honey do but I don’t mind
As long as I get loving in the evening time (That’s right)

If I’m crazy
I’m crazy ‘bout you honey
If I’m lazy
I’m lazy without you (ooh)
(I ain’t nothing without you girl)

My loads heavy but I don’t mind
I don’t mind
As long as you’re with me, ‘til the end of the line
I don’t mind
I don’t mind

Ain't Going Out Tonight lyrics - Corey Smith

I ain’t going out tonight
Leaving you just don’t feel right
I wanna snuggle up real tight
And lay around together, yeah

There’s always trouble when
I’m running round with my old friends
I’m gonna play it safe
And pretend I’m under the weather, yeah

I’m making changes
Lettin’ go of my grudge against the wind
I’m turning pages
Getting ready for what’s up around the bend
I ain’t going out tonight, no, no

I sold my old pickup truck
The one I’m always getting stuck
I won’t be driving it too much
And I could use the money

This place needs fixing up
So I’m trying to do a little saving up
I’m gonna do my best
To make it pretty for you, honey

I’m making changes
Lettin’ go of my grudge against the wind
I’m turning pages
Getting ready for what’s up around the bend

Here’s to happy endings
Here’s to new beginnings
Growing up and feeling younger
Here’s to me and you
And all that we have left to do, baby
Let’s lay here a while and wonder
How our story’s going to go

We’re going through changes
No we can’t ever be kids again
We’re turning pages
This chapter’s coming to an end, to an end
But our story’s just beginning, yeah, yeah

I ain’t going out tonight, no
Leaving you just don’t feel right
I wanna snuggle up real tight
Baby I ain’t going out tonight
Honey I ain’t going out tonight
Baby I ain’t going out tonight

Flip-Flop lyrics - Corey Smith

I'm a lazy thing
Not a marathon runner
But if I'm in a hurry
I can walk a twenty minute mile
I'm dirt cheap
I save a lot of money
But I'm a fashion statement that never goes out of style
I still drive the ladies wild

Yes I'm a flip-flop making a stand
On a sole made of rubber in the shifting sand
Feel free to tread on me
Honey, I'm just being all I can be
A little flip-flop and I won't stop
Rockin' the neighborhood

I slide right on and I slide right off
Take me or leave me but keep me from the garbage can
You'll want me here when the weather gets warm
When you're chilling in the swimsuit laying out working on a tan (yeah)
I'm your fair-weather friend, yeah baby

I'm a flip-fop dropping a beat
I'll save your little piggies from the hot concrete
Feel free to tread on me
Honey, I'm just being all I can be
A little flip-flop and I won't stop
Rockin' the neighborhood

I'm not a cowboy boot
A wing-tipped shoe or an elegant high heel
I'm not a heavy-duty work boot with a toe covered in steel
But I can take a whole lot of abuse, yeah, yeah
I can't go to church
I can't go out dancing
I can't have a nice diner
Can't take you to a Broadway show, no
The office place, it wasn't made for me
You can't make it in the rat race if you like to take it slow, no, no, no
The world's a big dress coat

And I'm a flip-flop making a stand
On a sole made of rubber in the shifting sand
Feel free to tread on me
Honey, I'm just being all I can be
A little flip-flop and I won't stop
Rockin' the neighborhood

I'm a flip-flop and I won't stop rockin'
I'm a flip-flop and I won't stop rockin'

My Kinda Lady lyrics - Corey Smith

I got a woman with a dirty mouth
She learned to talk in the dirty south
With a whisper only I can hear
She makes her bad intentions clear
She knows, oh, oh, oh, she's my kinda lady
She ain't holier-than-thou
She ain't waiting for a wedding gown
But she ain't here for a one night stand
And she won't leave with any man but me
Any man but me

She's leather and she's lace
Perfume and a cigarette
She's cowboy boots and a cocktail dress
She two-steps in between
The Bible and a magazine
Somewhere between the real world and a dream
My kinda lady

She's been drinking I can tell
I love the way tequila smells
On her breathe across my face
I steal a kiss, now I can taste it too
She puts my hand upon her hip
Brushes my arms with her fingertips
She shows me a new tattoo
A flower on her thigh so beautiful

She's leather and she's lace
Perfume and a cigarette
She's cowboy boots and a cocktail dress
She beats all I've ever seen
The smokey voice, her silver screen
Somewhere between the real world and a dream
My kinda lady, lady

I got a woman in my bed
She's tryna hide her morning breath
I said "Honey I don't care, I'm just happy you're still here, with me"
She rolls her eyes, shakes her head
Glares at me and her face turns read
She said "I ain't looking for a Romeo, I don't wanna be bad if you can't let go of me"
"Boy I ain't your property"

She's leather and she's lace
Perfume and a cigarette
She's cowboy boots and a cocktail dress
She two-steps in between
The Bible and a magazine
Somewhere between the real world and a dream
My kinda lady
My kinda lady
My kinda lady
My kinda lady

Feet Wet lyrics - Corey Smith

I got my sunglasses on
Yeah, it's all about the attitude
Like life's a long summer
And the world's just a big round swimming pool

Today I ain't in a rush
The water ain't going nowhere
So I'm taking it thru a polarized lens
To soften the glare

The pavement gets hot
It's been burning my soul
So I'm sittin' on a ledge
With my legs hanging down in the watering hole

I could take a plunge, but hey why bother?
Everything looks fuzzy when you're underwater
I could hold my breath, but I ain't gettin' in over my head
I'm good right now, I'm just gettin' my feet wet (uh huh)
Gettin' my feet wet

Gently down the stream
Yeah, I'm keeping it cool
Like life's a lazy river
And I'm floating down it on my inner tube

Swirling around
Taking in the scenery
I hear the birds in the trees
And it sounds like they're all singing to me

I'm half asleep
But I'm wide awake
And everything in the scene seems more like a dream
Without regret I take

I could take a plunge, but hey why bother?
Everything looks fuzzy when you're underwater
I could hold my breath, but I ain't gettin' in over my head
I'm good right now, I'm just gettin' my feet wet

Yeah, I remember when
I'd jump in head first off the diving board
Hey daddy, look at me
Can you believe I don't need those wings anymore

Learning to swim
It makes us brave
But the older we get
The more we sit back and let the kids make waves

I could swim like a fish, but hey why bother?
I got a drink in my hand, it's going down like water
I ain't afraid of drowning, but I ain't getting in over my head
Not today (ah uh uh)
I'm good right now
I'm good right now
I'm good right now
Getting my feet wet, yeah (uh huh)
Getting my feet wet

Taking The Edge Off lyrics - Corey Smith

The Omaha wind has been cutting me like a razor
I came dressed for the weather but the winters got it out for me
I'm covered in a chill, going mad like I'm fighting a fever
I'm sick of February

So I'm taking the edge off
I'm taking the edge off
One more glass to shake off the cold
I'm aiming to steer clear
Of anymore pain here
It's already been a long year on the road

The stars look dim, cause they're covered with a cloud of street lights
The full moons out but the city's got it hidden from view
I keep calling back home but I'm running out of things to say now
On an icy midnight blue

So I'm taking the edge off
I'm taking the edge off
One more glass to shake off the cold
I'm aiming to steer clear
Of anymore pain here
It's already been a long year on the road

Well I'm freezing
Yes, I'm freezing

So I'm taking the edge off
I'm taking the edge off
Yes, I'm taking the edge off
I'm taking the edge off
One more glass to shake off the cold
I'm sick of the snow here
Oh, when's the summer gonna get here
It's already been a long year on the road
Already been a long year
Already been a long year on the road
So I'm taking the edge off

Dahlonega lyrics - Corey Smith

Headed into the hills again
Thursday, north Georgia bound
About fourty three miles to my destination
A little goldrush college town
In the Blue Ridge Mountains, on the horizon
Here I come
Smokin' like a freight train
Passin' time racin' the sun
When I pass that city limit sign
I'm feelin' fine, oh Dahlonega

Seems everybody knows my name
Man, it really blows my mind
Cause I've never been one of those popular guys
Was always the quiet kind
And never a local football star celebrity
None of the cool girls ever seem to notice me
Oh, but now I hear 'em sing along
I feel at home in Dahlonega

Dahlonega
I feel like I've struck gold, I've struck gold around here
Bury my heart and call it home

Midnight is closin' time
Last call for alcohol
And I watch everybody stumble away
I hear Highway 60 call
It's back to the real world
Nine to five, payin' the bills
Back to the routines
Fillin' my flask and poppin' pills
When I cross that Lumpkin county line
I'll be cryin', I'll be cryin', I'll be cryin'
Dahlonega, Dahlonega

Blow Me Away lyrics - Corey Smith

I'm a solid rock, a chip off a mountain top
Finely chiseled by the wind and rain
I work out in the storm, keeps me in fighting form
No I won't back down from anything
But you're like a stick of dynamite
And I'm gonna light your fuse tonight
Get ready for a fireworks show

You blow me away
You blow me away

I'm a cold-blooded cynic
I'm a stone cold critic
Seems like nothings worth a double take
Yeah, I'm open minded
But I've been color-blinded
Fed up and jaded by the hit parade
But baby you're a work of art
And I tried picking you apart
But I can't
You've simply blown me over

You blow me away
You blow me away

I-I-I
I-I-I
I'm a shaking leaf upon a Sycamore tree
I'm hanging high but barely holding on
I been catching rays, I been making shade
Holding a shingle when the rains got strong
But I feel Autumn setting in
And the green is fading from my skin
And oh it's going to be a long way down

But you blow me away
You blow me away
You blow me away
You blow me away

I-I-I
I've been a solid rock
I've been a cold-blooded cynic
Now, I'm a shaking leaf
But you blow me away
You blow me away

Pride lyrics - Corey Smith

I read P-R-I-D-E on the bulletin board, first day of my Sophomore year
Eastpak on my shoulder, Nikes on my feet
Dragging slack, I was busting in my baggy jeans
I thought "Psh, whatever" and I rolled my eyes
Went strutting down the hall to give my boys high-fives
The friends I made back then, are my real friends now
I still see 'em when we go hang out
In town, down the road from the halls we came of aging
Now I get it

Pride, was a capital letter on my baseball cap
It's what held us together around this dot on the map
Now its the color I bleed and the stitches in my shoes and my jacket
Match it, pride

I read P-R-I-D-E on the cheerleader sign on the field on a Friday night
I wasn't on the team, I wasn't in the band
Just another twelfth man up in the stands
Flying off my feet when the hometeam scored
Laughing at the visitors, pointing at the scoreboard
Sure, I got carried away, but I didn't mean harm
Just a fan of where I was from
The stadium lights shine bright on us all
Win, or lose, or draw

Pride, was a capital letter on my baseball cap
It's what held us together around this dot on the map
Now its the color I bleed and the stitches in my shoes and my jacket
Match it, pride

I was a country boy, but I wasn't a redneck
A solid "B" student on my college prep trek
I had ambition, plans of moving on
But I graduated college then I came back home
Because the trees grow strong when their roots run deep
And this town is the only place I can sound asleep
P-R-I-D-E is in my heart and soul
It's something I want my children to know
So I keep believing, no plans on leaving
Even if we have a losing season

Pride, was a capital letter on my baseball cap
It's what held us together around this dot on the map
Now its the color I bleed and the stitches and my stitches,
and my stitches, and my stitches, and my stitches
Pride, was a capital letter on my baseball cap
It's what held us together around this dot on the map
Now its the color I bleed and the stitches in my shoes and my jacket
Match it, pride
Pride, pride, pride
Yeah, I got pride

The Baseball Song lyrics - Corey Smith

The first thing I remember is the game that I love
A man on the diamond, with a golden glove
Daddy with me in the cheap seats above
Saying, "Boy keep your eye on the ball"
The crack of the bat, the stadiums roar
We were up on our feet for the tie breaking score
I said, "daddy I know what you brought me here for"
He said, "good I hoped you hear the call"

Life's a fastball, belt high, coming right down the middle
Don't stand there, and let it go by
Swing hard and aim for the stands

My field of dreams was covered in stone
An old, gravel parking lot next to our home
Dad on the mound until daylight was gone
Saying, "boy keep your eye on the ball"
Cause it's 'Hey batter hey, swing batter, swing'
The world is an infield, always chattering
If you don't concentrate they'll spoil your timing
And you'll walk away cussing them all

Life's a fastball, belt high, coming right down the middle
Don't stand there, and let it go by
Swing hard and aim for the stands
And thank God for your fans
Thank God for your fans
Thank God for your fans
Thank God for your fans

Dad through a party when I got the call
All the years on the farm team finally paid off
Now I'm in the big leagues aiming for the fall
Every summer is a long playoff run
As I walk to the plate, I look in the stands
I see myself and I see my old man
I hear all of my family and all of my friends cheering
"Boy keep your eye on the ball"

It's a fastball, belt high, coming right down the middle
I'm gonna mail one to the grandstands
Good glory, this ones for the fans

For the fans
Thank God for the fans
And my old man
My old man

Drinkin' On My Mind lyrics - Corey Smith

Some days are better than others
Most are better than this
I can't remember what I did last night
And my girlfriend is pissed
She ain't taking my phone calls
She won't return my texts
I can't find my truck
All my cash is gone, and my T-shirt smells like sex

Woah, I'm back in the gutter, singing the same old song
I thought I could handle myself this time, man, I guess I was wrong
Why do I throw it all away, every single time
Right when I get back on my feet, I get drinkin' on my mind

I used to be so cool, made the parties all complete
Now I just look sad, when I stumble down the street
Folks like making fun, always pushing me around
You drunk ass fool, better check yourself, before we put you on the ground

Woah, I'm back in the gutter, singing the same old song
I thought I could handle myself this time, man, I guess I was wrong
Why do I throw it all away, every single time
Right when I get back on my feet, I get drinkin' on my mind

I been crazy, a young man in trouble
Took a wrecking ball to my life
And now I'm sifting through the rubble
No damage control, the the damage is done
All the bridges are burned and now I don't have any one
I'm a liar, I'm a cheater, I'm a thief, and a fool
I take whatever I can get, yeah, that's my golden rule
Lord knows I tried changing but my will won't bend
I only hurt the ones I love in the end, friend
I stop and smell the roses but the roses stink
Life sucks unless I'm holding a drink

I'm gonna run back home to my momma, she always lets me in
Even though she told me a thousand times I couldn't come back home again
I'm gonna lock myself indoors, I'm gonna shake these demons loose
I'm gonna chalk all of my problems up to the alcohol abuse

Why do I throw it all away, every single time
Right when I get back on my feet, I get drinkin' on my mind
Well, I get drinkin' on my mind

Bend lyrics - Corey Smith

He's got a head like a brick
Dead set in his ways
Sticks and stones couldn't lead that horse to water
He only hears what he wants
Only thinks of himself
Momma said "Damn that boy is just like his father"

And he's doing time on a bed made of stone
No rest for the weary, no more wishful thinking
He can't go home, no starting over again
Life's just one long fight he can not win
Until he learns how to bend

He's got a short, short fuse
Better not set him off
When he thinks he's right
He'd swear in front of Jesus
Let him lie to your face, like he lies to himself
The truth is no one's more afraid than he is

And he's doing time on a bed made of stone
No rest for the weary, no more wishful thinking
He can't go home, no starting over again
Life's just one long fight he can not win
Until he learns how to bend
Until he learns how to bend

Brother give in
Brother give it up
Brother let go
You ain't strong enough, no
We all need help, once in a while
Wake up, you're living in denial

You've done your time on a bed made of stone
But it's not too late to change the way you're thinking
Fall down on your knees, be born again and again
Life's just one long fight you can not win
Until you learn how to bend
Until you learn how to bend

Brother be, brother be good
Brother be, brother be good

"Maysville In The Meantime" (2014)

Fast Track lyrics - Corey Smith

He was born in West Virginia with a mountain in his yard,
had a dream and then he followed it away.
Ran to Tennessee, carried a guitar in his hand,
signed a record deal and thought he had it made.
Cut an album on "The Row" and then they ran it up the charts,
called him a renegade and made him grow a beard.
Went on an arena tour and did all the late-night TV,
got nominated for New Artist of the Year.

He took the fast track to the tip-top. He took the fast track to the tip-top.
He took the fast track to the tip-top. Now he’s looking for a slow train down.

Smiling for the cameras flashing on his pearly whites,
oh, the lovely ladies thought he was the best.
They waited in a line. Oh yeah, he had 'em taking turns.
He was relishing the taste of his success.
Flew on a private jet, he had a brand new XLII,
rode in limousines instead of yellow cabs.
He never gave a second thought to how much everything would cost.
The label said they’d put it on his tab.

He took the fast track to the tip-top. He took the fast track to the tip-top.
He took the fast track to the tip-top. Now he’s looking for a slow train down.

When the single ran its course, the label pulled the plug,
all the smoke and mirrors went away.
Now he’s just another sucker out there looking for a gig,
drinking in a bar down on Broadway.

Now he’s back in West Virginia with a mountain in his yard,
wondering how it all could go so wrong.
He’s almost out of money and his ego’s getting bruised
and he thinks, “Maybe I should just try writing songs.”
Now there’s an idea.

He took the fast track to the tip-top. He took the fast track to the tip-top.
He took the fast track to the tip-top. Now he’s looking for a slow train down.