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Down Easy lyrics - Corey Smith

Early bird, aching wings

Slowly rising with the shower steam

Foggy windows, sleepy eyes

I caffeinate my head until it's clear enough to drive

It takes half a pot of coffee black as coal

I ain't crazy 'bout the taste

But you make it go down easy

You make it go down easy

The day begins a bitter brew

A mug of o-dark-thirty blues

But your love's sweet like sugar cubes

You make it go down easy

Down easy baby

Pouring sweat, soaking shirt

I'm always the go-to for the grunt work

Stuck on a ladder, still in the field

Toilin' by the hour for a third of what they bill

They keep bumpin' me up enough to keep me around

Just barely north of broke

But you make it go down easy

You make it go down easy

Every day's a bitter brew, 'til I'm off work and home with you

Baby, your love's sweet like sugar cubes

You make it go down easy

You make it go down easy, baby

Comin' in from the heat

You're my relief

You're the cool A.C

Baby, you're the boots off my feet

When I'm feelin' my age

In the evening of my day, aww

You're the color in the sky, before the light fades away

You make it go down easy

You make it go down easy

When it's enough to put a lump in a grown man's throat

Seems impossible to take, you make it go down easy

You make it go down easy

Life can be a bitter brew

A big, warm jug of bad, bad news

But your love's sweet like sugar cubes

You make it go down easy

You make it go down easy, baby

You make it go down easy, down easy

Down easy, baby

You make it go down easy

Dry lyrics - Corey Smith

One, two, three

I didn't stay out late last night

So nothing's hanging over me today

And I'm ashamed to say but it's been a long, long time

Since I woke up in this good a shape

I've got no hammer against my head

And my recollection's fine

I've got no need for rehydration

'Cause I didn't go drinkin' myself dry

Drinkin' myself dry

Burnin' my belly full of holes

The more liquor I pour in the well

The more it drains everything else

Till liquor's all I'm a-thirsty for

I wind up sleepin' in my boots

Wakin' up on the floor

Tellin' myself that it's alright

Just had a little too much last night

I've been drinkin' myself dry

Some days I wake up fightin' mad

I feel like whoopin' my own tail

I stare in the mirror, I wanna put my fist right through

'Cause I can't stand lookin' at myself

But this mornin' I'm feelin' quite well

Here with my children and my wife

I've got everything a man could hope for

Why I gotta go drinkin' myself dry?

Drinkin' myself dry

Burnin' my heart full of holes

The more liquor I pour in the well

The more it drains everything else

Till liquor's all I'm a-thirsty for

She's been tellin' me for years

You can't live like this for long

But I couldn't see that she was right

'Cause I had dust all in my eyes

I was drinkin' myself dry

But I think I've finally seen the light

I wiped the dust out of myself

I think I've drank myself dry

Empty Rooms lyrics - Corey Smith

I know what you wanna hear, but it ain't what I wanna sing

I know what you wanna hear, but it ain't what I wanna sing

Playin' for your favor, simply ain't my kinda thing

You might think you're a big deal, but you ain't a big deal to me

You might think you're a big deal, but you ain't a big deal to me

I ain't attracted to your kingdom so I don't care that you're dangling the keys

I'm getting out and going places

Whatever direction that I choose

And I wouldn't trade my freedom for a minute on your stage

I'd rather play in empty rooms, empty rooms

Keep all your requests, buddy I ain't hurtin' for your tips

Keep all your requests, buddy I ain't hurtin' for your tips

I ain't been working all my life to play a bunch of cookie-cutter shit

I'm getting out and going places

Whatever direction that I choose

And I wouldn't trade my freedom for a minute on your stage

I'd rather play in empty rooms

See, I'm blazing my own trail. Headstrong, machete sharp

I'm blazing my own trail. Headstrong, machete sharp

I'll navigate the backwoods, you just keep sticking to your charts

I'm getting out and going places

Whatever direction that I choose

And I wouldn't trade my freedom for a minute on your stage

I'd rather play in empty rooms

Woah, I wouldn't trade my freedom for a minute on your stage

I'd rather play in empty rooms

Oh, I'd rather play in empty rooms, empty rooms

Goin' Blind lyrics - Corey Smith

The spotlight ain't treatin' me well

It gets up in my face, can't see nothin' else

I start losin' my place, keeps ringin' my bell

Till I can't leave the stage without somebody's help, or I'll fall

Been gettin' worse every night

Like a big puff of smoke slowly coverin' my eyes

Screwin' up my head's got me squintin' all the time

The people I know are gettin' hard to recognize, and I'm scared

I'm goin' blind

I bet you didn't notice

Goin' blind

Hardly anybody knows, yeah

My wife and my kids

Some family and friends

The ones that drive me round

And hold the lamps that guide me in

Goin' blind

I'm too young for feelin' so elderly

Will somebody please come and read this to me?

I'm goin' everywhere in the passenger seat

Tell me what kind of man can't get his kids from point A to B?

I'm goin' blind

Like I might not see ya later

I'm goin' blind

Askin' everyone for favors

I don't know where I'd be

Without my family and friends

The ones that drive me round

And hold the lamps that guide me in

They've been tryna keep me optimistic

"Surely the doctors are gonna fix it"

And even if they don't, hey, it'll be alright

But I've had trouble with the bright side

Goin' blind

I've had to really think it over

Goin' blind

Oh, it's nearly scared me sober

I've been leanin' on the Lord

My family and friends

The ones that drive me round

And hold the lamps that guide me in

Goin' blind

Brought the heart back into focus

I'm goin' blind

So much love I'd failed to notice

Goin' blind, mmh-hm-hm

Guest Room lyrics - Corey Smith

Spell it out

Girl, you ain't easy to read

But if I had to guess by the change in your tone

I'd say you're pissed off at me

Hell, I don't know

What I might have or have not done

But I'd hate to waste this evening wondering

What you're wondering

So come on, make it easy for me

Tell me, will I be sleeping in the guest room?

Am I gonna be sleeping in the guest room?

Let me know if I should go relocate my pillow

And drag my ass up to the guest room

What if I

Apologize in preemption

For whatever it was that hurt you, girl

It was not my intention

Yes or no, "I don't care" is not an answer

Just your way to torture me

When you think it's what I deserve

So come on, take it easy on me

Tell me, will I be sleeping in the guest room?

Am I gonna be sleeping in the guest room?

Honey, please don't make me go relocate my pillow

Oh, it sucks up in the guest room

The mattress ain't firm enough and it hurts my back

It's cold upstairs and there's no changing the thermostat

There's no TV so I miss the news and the late-night shows

And it's always a nightmare not having you to hold

Am I gonna be sleeping in the guest room?

Oh, there's no rest up in the guest room?

Honey, please don't make me go relocate my pillow

It gets lonely here in the guest room, oh

I don't wanna be sleeping in the guest room

I don't wanna be, don't wanna be

I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be, no

Halfway Home lyrics - Corey Smith

I packed up a month long suitcase

Goodbye. Daddy's gotta go

West bound all the way

'Till the highway runs into the coast, yeah

Bus call ATL

Load it up, get the trailer hitched

By the time I get to bed

I'll already be missing you, kids

But we'll meet up in Sacramento

One show then two days off

We'll rent a car, go up to Tahoe

They say it's beautiful in fall

Yeah, we'll have fun in California

And I'll be halfway home

Halfway home

Be good to your mama please

Don't give her any attitude

Don't make me waste a phone call

Having to get on to you

I hate I'm missing all your football games

The talent show at the middle school

But your mama's gonna video

So, wherever I am, I can cheer for you

'Till we catch up in Sacramento

Two weeks ain't all that long

We'll end up in San Francisco

Gonna cross the Golden Gate with y'all

Yeah, we'll have fun in California

And I'll be halfway home

Yes I will

This might seem like my choice to you

But leaving's something that your dad has gotta do

And its nothing we can't make it through

Just gotta keep on looking forward to

Meeting up in Sacramento

One show then two days off

You'll fly out of San Francisco

And I'll keep rollin' on, yeah

But we'll have fun in California

And I'll be halfway home

Yeah, we'll have fun in California, boys

And I'll be halfway

Halfway home

Halfway home, yes I will

Honky Tonkin' In My Blood lyrics - Corey Smith

My daddy played a mean southern rock 'n roll guitar back in the day

Sometimes they'd have a practice at the house and I'd get to listen to him play

I was only 5 or so, but old enough to recognize the licks

Memorize the words and sing along to every song my daddy picked

They'd go outside and smoke and I'd get on his guitar

Pretend I was up on stage in some old roadside bar

Yeah, I got honky tonkin' in my blood

Honky tonkin' in my blood

I got honky tonkin' in my blood

Honky tonkin' in my blood

Daddy had a friend who owned a tavern just a little out of town

They'd let me go inside when they were closed before the drunkards came around

I'd get a roll of quarters for the jukebox and another for the pool

It's where I first heard Willie Nelson and where Daddy taught me how to hold a cue

Sometimes I'd help 'em roll the beer in off the trucks

I couldn't wait till I was old enough to drink that stuff

Yeah, I got honky tonkin' in my blood

Honky tonkin' in my blood

I got honky tonkin' in my blood

Honky tonkin' in my blood

And I used to be ashamed of it, but I ain't ashamed of it now (I ain't ashamed of it now)

It's in my DNA and even Jesus couldn't wash it out

The honky tonkin' is in my blood

Honky tonkin' is in my blood

Honky tonkin' is in my blood

And I used to be ashamed of it, but I ain't ashamed of it now

It's in my DNA and even Jesus couldn't wash it out

The honky tonkin' is in my blood

The honky tonkin'

Good Lord, it's in my blood

Old 441 lyrics - Corey Smith

The highway 441 don't look much the same

They straightened out all the curves and turned it four-lane

They by-passed every downtown clear up to Clayton

We better time now but damn it's a bore

So honey, let's take the long way

Hang a hard left and then bare to the right

Hell, I ain't been through Clarksville

Since I was just learnin' to drive

We used to come fish in the creeks around here

A few cans of corn and a twelve-pack of beer

We'd walk the banks till it was too dark to see

Momma'd be drunk so she's hand me the keys and say

Go back the long way

The long way

I used to drive across the gorge every couple weekends

Baby sister was just barely walkin' back then

I never stayed long 'cause momma made me crazy

I'd hang out until dinner and say I got to go

And I'd head back down the long way

And step off in Demarest [?] I got the urge

To see my old sweetheart

If I's lucky I'd sleep there with her

I swore I loved her but I never did

I thought I was a man but I's just a kid

Before the Lord brought you into my life

I traveled this road but I's lost all the time

Out on the long way

The long way

Tiger Mountain ain't far from the house where she died

She drifted off in her sleep on a clear Sunday night

She called me that day, I said momma I'm busy

I woke up Monday mornin', found out she was gone

So we went back the long way

It was the only way there used to be

And i's cryin' like a baby

So you did the drive in for me

I'll never forget how gentle you were

Holdin' my hand, standin' over her

I knew back then you'd be the woman I'd [?]

Lovin' you's one thing I don't regret

And we've come a long way

A long way

The highway 441 don't look much the same

One Side Of Myself lyrics - Corey Smith

I'm sick one side of myself

Sick of one side of myself

Every day's like the flipping of a coin

And I'm sick of one side of myself

He's a man who loves to gamble

Though he loses almost every time

He laughs out hysterically

At things that oughta make me cry

He'd put his hand upon a Bible

Swear he's right when I know he's wrong

The rules go out the window

If they're keeping him from what he wants

Oh, yes, I'm sick of one side of myself

Sick of one side of myself

I'm tired of every day like the flipping of a coin

Oh, I'm sick of one side of myself

He's wickedly insatiable

And trouble when he's had too much

The last one to leave a party

Talkin' stupid 'cause he's all messed up

He's made a lot of friends

Only kept a few more than he's lost

If there's one thing that he's good for

It's pissin' almost everybody off

Oh, yes, I'm sick of one side of myself

Sick of one side of myself

I'm tired of every day like the flipping of a coin

Oh, I'm sick of one side of myself

Sick of one side, one side of myself

There's a side of myself, there's a side of myself, there's a side of myself

That's eaten up with jealousy

And trembling with a quiet rage

He hates the ones that love me

'Cause they're the ones that wanna lock him away

He sees the way they look at me

And knows it's in spite of him

But there's no hope for that devil now

I've let my better angels in

Oh, yes, I'm sick of one side of myself

Sick of one side of myself

I'm tired of everyday like the flipping of a coin

Oh, I'm sick of one side of myself

I won't live another day like the flippin' of a coin

Oh, I'm sick of one side, I'm sick of one side

Sick of one side of myself

San Diego lyrics - Corey Smith

San Diego, kind and warm

The sun don't bite and the clouds don't storm

All year long, dressed up in spring

The nights get cool but the air don't sting

Thin long sleeves and blue jeans feel just right

To sit out here and watch the ships go by

And have a nice long drink of the smooth Pacific breeze

I got all this room to breathe in San Diego

Where I come from the weather's mean

Winter leaps right over spring

The summer's long and autumn's brief

No, we don't get many days like these

When thin long sleeves and blue jeans feel just right

So I sit out here and watch the ships go by

I send a picture to my baby, hope she ain't still mad at me

I just needed room to breathe in San Diego

I don't know why we push each other to extremes

Straight from the laughter to the screams

One night its burning up and the next its rock hard freeze

Oh, I wish our love could be like...

San Diego, kind and warm

The sun don't bite and the clouds don't storm

All year long, dressed up in spring

Not hot and cold, just a friendly in between

Oh, city like San Diego, mmm...

When thin long sleeves and blue jeans just right

To sit out here and watch the ships go by

Got me thinking bout my baby, yeah

And San Diego, mmm...

San Diego

Sing Along lyrics - Corey Smith

I don't know how long it might be

Till I get back out on the street

Tryin' to make my livin' in the bars

I was hopin' maybe middle June

But that's like shootin' for moon

Hell, gettin' back at all now might be hard

Oh, it's a bummer, man

This really sucks

I had a killer plan

Now, it's all messed up

Nothin' I can do

But sit at home

Prayin' it ain't the end

And I'll get back to work again

And that there'll be somebody left

To sing along

My neighbor's got a loaded gun

He ain't carryin' for fun

It makes me wonder, should I carry mine?

So I got out my .38

Rememberred that I can't shoot straight

And realized, it wouldn't help me none

Oh, it's a bummer, man

This really sucks

I had a killer plan

Now, it's all messed up

Nothin' I can do

But sit at home

Keepin' up the faith

And tryin' not to be afraid

That there won't be nobody left

To sing along

Like many other songs I wrote

This one's only half a joke

The other half is real and rather dark

But I'd rather laugh a little bit

And come off kind of sarcastic

Than sing about a man fallin' apart

Oh, it's a bummer, man

This really sucks

I had a killer plan

Now, it's all messed up

Nothin' I can do

But sit at home

Pickin' my guitar

Just like I'm playin' in a bar

Pretendin' everyone is here

Singin' along

Oh, I know it's not the end

We'll get back to work again

But until then I'll just pretend

You're singin' along

The Singer In A Band lyrics - Corey Smith

Once I was the singer in a band

Circa 1997

Attitude like 311

Liftin' our middle fingers to the man

I don't recall if we were any good

I'm guessin' probably not

But we smoked a lot of pot

So in our heads we were destined for Hollywood

Makin' a great loud boom

In the great, big, empty room

Oh, and I'd strain my voice

Tryin' to reach too high

'Cause the joyful noise

That I heard inside

Was always just a little out of range

Out of my range

And once I was the singer in a band

An acoustic power trio

Not aimin' for the radio

Keepin' it real and focused on the fans

Never the best lookin' bunch around

But we were doin' somethin' right

Sellin' out most every night

Like the Beatles of the southern underground

We partied like rockstars

Flyin' under the radar

Oh, and I'd strain my voice

Tryin' to reach too high

'Cause the joyful noise

That I heard inside

Was always just a little out of range

Out of my range

I think I was born to be the singer in a band

Playin' sure gets lonely

I can work a room with just a guitar in my hand

But there's somethin' 'bout a band

Only the singer understands

Once I was the singer in a band

Sleepin' in a motor coach

Travelin' from show to show

Livin' the words of "On The Road Again"

A guitar, bass, a drummer, and some keys

Over a decade goin' strong

The sound was all our own

Like the highway playin' in the major key

Oh, how I miss those guys

The way a bird misses the skies

I'd strain my voice

Tryin' to reach too high

For the joyful noise

That I heard inside

Always just a little out of range

Out of my range

Now, it's out of my range

Out of my range

Yeah, I wish I were

A-singin' with the band

Well Enough lyrics - Corey Smith

Keep it simple stupid

You've gotta learn to trust your gut

Or you'll figure out

How to really screw a good thing up

Like when I re-recorded

Half my early catalog

It sounded commercial

Wound up pissin' my core fan base off

But it wasn't my intention

Hell, I thought it made a lotta sense

"Go back, and try again

Add a few more instruments"

Turned out to be a shit show

And I got to be the star

That record was a big flop

And it nearly broke my heart

But I learned my lesson

I learned my lesson, well

I learned my lesson

Quit second-guessin' myself

I learned my lesson

Sometimes there ain't nothin' wrong

With leavin' "well enough" alone

Leavin' "well enough" alone

"Don't be too insecure"

I think its the root of my distress

Never felt good enough

Even when I's at my best

Like when I played the Opry

Some people said I stole the show

All I remember's

Steppin' on that man's guitar solo

I never heard a compliment

Without some asshole in my head

Puttin' me down

Tellin' me I'll never be worth a shit

But I got tired of bein' picked on

So I punched him in the mouth

I'm still a long way from perfect

But he's nicer to me now

Yeah, I learned my lesson

I learned my lesson, well

I learned my lesson

Now, I ain't so hard on myself

I learned my lesson

Sometimes there ain't nothin' wrong

With leavin' "well enough" alone

I've seen my expectations

Go higher than I could climb

And damn it hurt

To watch 'em spiral in a steep nosedive

Like when that record man said

"Son you ain't go what it takes

This business ain't got much to do

With how you sound these days

You ain't got the jawline or the biceps

You don't fill out your jeans

And worst of all

You wanna hog all of the publishin'"

I wasted a bunch o' years

Tryin' to prove that bastard wrong

But he was tellin' me the truth

I kinda knew it all along

But I learned my lesson

I learned my lesson, well

I learned my lesson

Quit second-guessin' myself

I learned my lesson

Sometimes there ain't nothin' wrong

With leavin' "well enough" alone

Leavin' "well enough" alone

Leavin' "well enough" alone

Where I Wish I Was lyrics - Corey Smith

I wish I was home with you

It's awful lonely here in Brooklyn

I love New York, you know

There's so much to see here, baby

But lately I don't feel like looking

I'm tired of waking up where I don't wanna be

This tiny room is closing in on me

You're where I wish I was. If I had the choice

I'd be jumping a plane right now

And you'd be on your way to come pick me up

Soon as the wheels touch down

You're where I wish I was, but it's out of my hands

It ain't in the cards I hold

But I thought you should know

You're where I wish I was

You're where I wish I was

I wish I was lying in our bed

With your head upon my shoulder

I'd lose all the circulation in my arm, honey

But I wouldn't dream of rollin' over

Having the blankets to myself here leaves me cold

It's always a nightmare, not having you to hold

You're where I wish I was. If I had the choice

I'd be jumping a plane right now

And you'd be on your way to come pick me up

Soon as the wheels touch down

You're where I wish I was, but its out of my hands

It ain't in the cards I hold

But I thought you should know

You're where I wish I was

You're where I wish I was

I'm second-guessing the profession that I chose

Times like this I think I'd rather go broke

You're where I wish I was. If I had the choice

I'd be jumping a plane right now

And you'd be on your way to come pick me up

Soon as the wheels touch down

You're where I wish I was, but its out of my hands

It ain't in the cards I hold

But I thought you should know, oh...

You're where I wish I was. If I had the choice

I'd be jumping a plane right now

And you'd be on your way to come pick me up

Soon as the wheels touch down

You're where I wish I was, but its out of my hands

It ain't in the cards I hold

But I thought you should know

You're where I wish I was

You're where I wish I was

You're where I wish I was