"The Broken Record" (2011)

• If I Could Do It Again lyrics - Corey Smith
• Carolina lyrics - Corey Smith
• I Love Everyone lyrics - Corey Smith
• No Way (Out With A Smile) lyrics - Corey Smith
• Heart Attack lyrics - Corey Smith
• Broken Record lyrics - Corey Smith
• Maybe Next Year lyrics - Corey Smith
• Backroad lyrics - Corey Smith
• Roots lyrics - Corey Smith
• New Day lyrics - Corey Smith
• Sugar Daddy lyrics - Corey Smith
• Twenty-One lyrics - Corey Smith
• Something To Lose lyrics - Corey Smith
• Down To Earth lyrics - Corey Smith
• Silly lyrics - Corey Smith

I Love Everyone lyrics - Corey Smith

You could say I’m just a good ‘ol boy
Dipped in the batter, country fried
Washed in the blood, wrapped in the camoflauge,
A staunch defender of the right side.
I grew up accustomed to the rebel flag,
Under the shadow of the cross,
Down where the colors never mixed too well,
Some folks still mad ‘cuz the south lost.
But I’m a good-hearted, free-thinking son-of-a-gun,
I may talk a little trash, but I don’t hate anyone.

[Chorus:]
I love black people. I love brown people.
I love muslims and jews, hindus and atheists too,
Yes, I love everyone.
I love gay people, I’m not afraid people,
I may sing with a drawl, keep a little chew in my jaw, but I love everyone.

My roots are buried in the georgia clay,
They keep me well-grounded and strong
This little town off of the interstate
Is the only place I’ll ever call home.
But I’ve been above the mason-dixon line,
Flew across the ocean too.
And I’ve seen god’s children everywhere I’ve been
And they love to laugh as much as we do.
I’m careful of the pride that comes before the fall.
I’m one for mending a fence instead of building a wall.

[Chorus]

It ain’t the corn bread or the collered greens
The sweet tea or the bar-b-que
The country music on your radio, it ain’t the gospel in the pew
It ain’t the boots, it ain’t the old blue jeans,
The trucks, the tractors that we drive,
It ain’t the guns, it ain’t the fishing poles, it ain’t the slower pace of life.
It’s how we treat our neighbors treat our neighbors that makes us who we are.

[Chorus]

I may sing with a drawl, keep a little chew in my jaw, but I love everyone.

No Way (Out With A Smile) lyrics - Corey Smith

The glass half empty
Ain’t good enough for me
When its brown liqueur over ice
You can save your breath
Because I’ve reasoned to dispute words to the wise
Oh

No Way, No Way
You’re not gonna rain on my parade
Whatever you say, whatever you say
It’s all from nothin’ I’m afraid
You want to change my mind theres no way

A box of candy, chocolate covered caramels
Sweet sugar tastes like happiness
My teeth are rotten and my bellies gettin round
but I can’t resist, oh no no

No Way, No Way
You’re not gonna rain on my parade
Whatever you say, whatever you say
It’s all for nothing I’m afraid
You want to change my mind but theres, No way

Dress me in the shade of grey
And pay the one who digs my grave
This fat man is goin’ out with a smile, yeah yeah

Throw me the Bible, we’ll go on like this for days
Yeah I can use the scripture too
I can’t be certain of exactly what it means
But neither can you, oh no no

No Way, No Way
You’re not gonna rain on my parade
Whatever you say, whatever you say
I’m only a jester, you’re the sage
You want to change my mind
You want to change my mind
You want to change my mind
But there’s no way

Heart Attack lyrics - Corey Smith

I drove to Galilee this morning.
White-knuckled in the pew,
I heard a good man preach a Gospel.
I shook his hand when he was through,
Though we marvel at the Maker through different colored window panes.

We love the same red letters,
both take the bread and wine.
But his truth is bold-print in the Scripture,
Mine's hidden in between the lines.
He sees a narrow path to Heaven. I see a river deep and wide.

There's east-west. It's anybody's guess
who's damned, who's blessed,
or more wicked than the rest.
Oh, the answers are a heart attack away.

I flew over Bethlehem this morning,
heavy heart upon the ground.
Jesus came to feed the hungry,
still people are starving all around.
Seems we never love a neighbor who we don't see eye-to-eye.

I keep looking up to Heaven,
afraid to fight the fire below,
singing "Glory, Hallelujah!"
while the hell around us grows,
always crying for a savior instead of being one myself.

There's north-south, with and there's without.
There's rich. There's poor.
One's peace, another's war.
So happiness remains a heart attack away.

The only truth I know anymore, the only truth I know,
the only truth I know anymore is there's no truth at all.

There's east, west. It's anybody's guess.
There's north and there's south. There's with and there's without.
Cross your chest, it's all a heart attack away. Hey, hey I
t's all a heart attack away.
Oh, it's all a heart attack.

Broken Record lyrics - Corey Smith

Into the city, I'm runnin' on fumes
Late for the downbeat but I'm on my way
I got no money just a trunk full of strings
A backseat full of Peavey PA
Beats diggin' ditches, workin' for my dad
But it's not what I thought it would be
The entertainment gets no love from the girls
And I can't even drink there for free

A man in the corner easy to ignore
Yeah I’m a, I'm a broken record on a moonlight tour
I sell my soul to keep on singin' along
In come the money and out goes a song

Into a truck stop somewhere North Carolina
Get out, you better stretch while you can
Theres no more stopping untill we reach the show
Oh man what’s that smell in the van
It ain’t a good life but its our life to live
One hangover to the next
If theres a castle for a king of gold
Lord knows I ain’t found it yet

A man in a box takes a caller at the door
Yeah I’m a, I'm a broken record on the nightclub tour
I think its workin’ cuz they’re singin' along
In come the money and out goes the song
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Into the city, now I travel in style
Three buses and four transfer trucks
The paparazzi’s always harassing me
Yeah I’m a star now but I feel like I’m stuck

A man on the edge, now I can’t be ignored
Yeah I’m a, I’m a broken record on a stadium tour
I keep trying to figure where it all went wrong
Income the money and out goes a song
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Backroad lyrics - Corey Smith

I've been down this road before.
It's like the back side of my hand.
And there ain't nothing up ahead
but cow pasture and timberland.
Don't you worry baby I'm gonna take it nice and slow.
I'll keep a tight grip on the steering wheel and my eyes on the road.

Just this one time,
I promise I won't ask again.
It'll be our little secret,
honey I won't tell a soul
and if I see somebody coming I'll be sure to let you know.
Everybody does it, don't you be ashamed.
We'll still make the movie, we'll just be a little late.

And let me love you on a backroad.
Let's make a wreckless memory.
There ain't a house within ten miles of here, no.
So nobody's gonna see.
Take your seatbelt off and climb on over here girl,
leave the driving up to me.

If we get too hot and heavy there's a place where we can go.
Down this worn out hunting trail a half mile off the road.
And we might not make it back there in this little two wheel drive.
But judging by the way you're kissing me it's at least worth a try.

I'll turn this Mustang into an F250 4x4.
If they catch us back there we'll probably go to jail.
But I'd clear out my bank account and gladly pay the bail.
And I promise I'll still love you, and maybe even more.
I won't think bad about you girl, I know you're not a whore.

Let me love you on a backroad.
Let's make a wreckless memory.
There ain't a house within ten miles of here, no.
So nobody's gonna see.
Take your seatbelt off and climb on over here girl,
leave the driving up to me.

I'm rock hard, you're so hot.
I think I'm turning blue.
Come on baby please, you know I'd do the same for you.

Let me love you on a backroad.
Let's make a wreckless memory.
There ain't a house within ten miles of here, no.
So nobody's gonna see.
Take your seatbelt off, get a little comfortable, and leave the driving up to me.

Roots lyrics - Corey Smith

A man out of country
A fish out of string
A square in the circle of souls
Its been way too long since I’ve been home
Lord get me back to my roots

New Day lyrics - Corey Smith

The long night’s over, the moon touched down
A thin blanket of dew is softenin’ the ground
Theres a cool breeze cuttin’ through the mornin’ mist
A fresh breath of air from the good Lord’s lips

Run to the window, gonna look and see
There’s a blackbird sittin’ in a dogwood tree
Singin’ Do Da Ditta Da, do da doo
Do da ditta da dee

Yeah It’s a new day, a new day
Its a new day, a new day

Put your feet on the floor, it’s no time to rest
The wolf’s in the den and the hog’s in the nest, yes
No more waiting on the promise land
We’re gonna build this mansion with our own two hands

Don’t let them tell you it can’t be done
Let the truth be heard, the Gospel be sung

Its a new day, a new day
Its a new day, a new day
Its a new day, a new day
Its a new day, a new day

Oo child don’t hang your head
Child don’t hang your head
Wipe away your sleepy eyes
Wipe away your eyes
A story’s not been written yet
Though shadows fall there is hope every sunrise
Oh yeah

Its a new day, a new day
Its a new day, a new day
Its a new day, a new day
Its a new day, a new day

Well is its a new Ooo Ooo day
Its a new day, its a new day

Sugar Daddy lyrics - Corey Smith

You got no cash in the bank
You got no gas in your tank
Wish you could move but you can’t
There’s no running on empty, no

But girl I got what ya need
It ain’t no college degree
Come on and work it for me
I’ll be yo sugar daddy

Oh its takes money to make money
If you can’t get it now ya probably never will
You know that big game hunters and they’s preying honey
Your either running scared or your aiming to kill

They call me a criminal, It’s only political
Yet if your pockets are full, you can pay off the law here
Just like on capitol hill, write a check, block the bill
We want to keep what we steal, yeah that,s me crying freedom

Oh its takes money to make money
If you can’t get it now ya probably never will
You know that big game hunters and they’s preying honey
Your either running scared or your aiming to kill

Your one of us or your one of them
Who’s side are you on
You’re either right or you’re wrong
Com’on get in the car
Ba da da da
Ba da da da
Ba da da da da da
Ba da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da

Oh its takes money to make money
If you can’t get it now you probably never will
You know that big game hunters and there’s preying honey
Well heres your shot I hope you ain't been killed
Ba da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da

Down To Earth lyrics - Corey Smith

A no-good Shepard lost all the sheep,
Yeah, he got drunk and fell asleep
and now they’re running through the streets.
Causing a commotion,
Yeah, they’re holding up the progress.
Lets carve the boy to pieces
And then serve him to the press.
Yes, yes.

They though he was a rock,
Turned out to be a ragdoll.
When we put him on a pedestal,
We set him up to fall. Now,
hes hanging by a thread,
Were busting at the seams
He got a head full of crazy,
We got a heart full of dreams.

And we talk about love
and its ‘Aw, man. Whatever’
You’ve heard it before,
We’re just preaching to the choir.
Time after time, we fumble and falter.
Swear we can change,
But who’s got the power?
And it weighs you down, And it weighs me down.
And it weighs you down, And it weighs me down,
Down to Earth.

We’ve got a constitution,
We the people born to sin.
We need a savior to redeem us
from the flesh were living in.
Yeah, everyone’s a hypocrite,
can’t practice what we preach, no.
The professor ain’t no better
than the ones hes trying to teach.

And we talk about God
and it’s ‘Aw, man. Whatever’
You’ve heard it before,
We’re just preaching to the choir.
Time after time, we fumble and falter.
Swear we can change,
But who’s got the power?
Oh, it weighs you down, Oh, it weighs me down.
Oh, it weighs you down, Oh, it weighs me down,
Down to Earth.

What we do is,
far from what we know we ought to.
Its me, its you.
Yeah, human is human.

Well, the war is never over,
the battles never won, no.
Who could find the light
Under the barrel of a gun?
“Its freedom for the wealthy,
Or justice for the poor.”
There lies the ammunition
for this politicians war.

And we talk about peace
and its ‘Aw, man. Whatever’
We’ve heard it before,
Your just preaching to the choir.
Time after time, we fumble and falter.
We swear we can change,
But who’s got the power?
And it weighs you down, And it weighs me down.
And it weighs you down, And it weighs me down,
Down to Earth.
Down to Earth.

Silly lyrics - Corey Smith

Sweet lemonade on ice, chocolate cake piled high
Icing flick upon the fingers of the birthday boy
He blew out all the candles, got his wish within the hour
A shiny new guitar his daddy bought him

And I watched him run around, gettin dizzy falling down
Oh I wish how I could join him
I want to giggle like the children, be silly for a while
Silly like the fools we are

Oh ignorance was blissin’, it was easy to believe
Momma and Daddy were invincible, America was beautiful
From sea to shining sea, No slavery, No slaughtering of the buffalo

The world was black and white
Couldn’t sleep on Christmas night
And all my doggies went to heaven
Oh Oh Oo

I want to giggle like the children, be silly for a while
Silly like the fools we are
Come on lets giggle like the children, Children’s all we are
Let’s be silly like the fools we are

Who are we, to be so bold
To think we are as wise as we are old
The more I see here
The more I’m certain, I’m blind
Through the forest and the fields
Down the mountains through the hills
The more I see here,
The more I’m certain I’m blind

Well I read a lot of books
You know I took a lot of class
Philosophy, Religion, Sociology
I’m a presidential scholar, I got a presidential seal
On the degree collecting dust down in the basement

Well I’m given up the search
You know I’m going back to Church
Give me Law and give me scripture
Give me Jesus

I want to giggle like the children, be silly for a while
Silly like the fools we are
Come on lets giggle like the children, children’s all we are
Let’s be silly like the fools we are

Yeah lets giggle like the children, Make a wish upon a star
And awe and wonder like the fools we are
Oh oh oh oh

"Keeping Up With The Joneses" (2009)

The Carnival lyrics - Corey Smith

Here we go again, around and around.
Oh, it's a merry ride 'til you're back on the ground.
You dizzy up the child 'til the tickets are gone,
And it's time for the carnival to be moving on.

It carries you up. Oh, it makes you feel alive.
It makes you laugh. It makes you cry.
We fold the tents. We take the carousel apart and roll away.
We roll away.
The sooner you can learn it never lasts,
the more you'll enjoy the carnival.

Don't hold you're breath. Don't close your eyes.
Let go of the handlebars, so your fingers can fly.
Seize the night and the autumn wind,
'til we close the house of fun and leave town again.

Don't be afraid to be so easily amused.
It's a thrill we all could use.
Just like love, it wears a candy apple coat that melts away.
We melt away.
And the sooner you can learn it never lasts,
the more you'll enjoy the carnival.

Listen for the calliope.
Keep lookout for the clowns,
Be the first in line, the last to leave
When we come back around.

It carries you up. Oh, it makes you feel alive.
It makes you laugh. It makes you cry.
Just like love, it wears a candy apple coat that melts away.
We melt away.
And it's over in the twinkling of an eye,
so enjoy the carnival.
Enjoy the carnival.

Keeping Up With The Joneses lyrics - Corey Smith

Back in the day, back in the hills, we were busted,
Made a living on the government dime.
Mama couldn't keep a job,
and the alimony check never came on time.
We were poor. I wasn't proud, only angry
that our daddy couldn't send us more.
Always embarrassed by my free lunch card,
and food stamps for the grocery store.

No keeping up with the Joneses.
No keeping up with the Joneses.
When you're stuck on the bottom,
You take what you can get.

I went to school in hand-me-downs from my cousin,
Baggy britches seemed to suit me well,
Kinda thin, kinda loose in the middle,
Slouching in after the tardy bell.
The teacher never called me trash,
But I knew what she was thinking when she looked at me,
Born to be the underclass,
Growing up to make a living on our charity.

No keeping up with the Joneses.
No keeping up with the Joneses.
When you're stuck on the bottom,
You take what you can get.

Don't go looking down your nose at me neighbor,
I can spot you from a yard away,
Don't try to judge me by the clothes I'm wearing or the cars in my driveway.
I'm not rich but I'm not poor any longer,
And I'm happy as a man can be.
I'm proud to work, I'm proud to pay my taxes,
And I'm grateful for my family.

No keepin' up with the Joneses,
No keepin' up with the Joneses,
When you come up from the bottom,
You love whatever you got.

Ain't nothing, ain't no one, gonna hold me down.
Ain't nothing, ain't no one, gonna hold me down.

Arc Of A Rainbow lyrics - Corey Smith

Look at the sky on fire,
Who struck the match,
Who fanned the flames,
Everyone's pointin' a finger,
'Cause nobody cares for the blame.
See the clouds getting thicker,
Cry out to God as the embers burn,
Said it's too late for redemption,
Read all the books but they never learn. (no, no)

Love is a compass,
It will turn you around 180 degrees,
The arc of a rainbow.
It's a promise made,
It's a promise kept,
Let's walk two by two,
The arc of a rainbow.

Feels like a thief in the night,
Came and carried your blanket away,
You keep reachin' for cover,
Because you're as naked as a new born babe, (yeah, yeah)
Got your eyes wide open but you can't really see a thing,
Staring up at an old moon,
So afraid of what the season will bring. (Oh, oh)

Love is a compass,
It will turn you around 180 degrees,
The arc of a rainbow.
It's a promise made,
It's a promise kept,
Let's walk two by two,
The arc of a rainbow.

Everyday is a revelation,
Hear a trumpet, see a kingdom come,
They can build us a fortress,
But fear it won't protect us from (no, no)

If it's a matter of time,
Well then time oughta matter more,
I think it's already over,
If the end is all you're waiting for.

Love is a compass,
It will turn you around 180 degrees,
The arc of a rainbow.
Each tear is a prism,
Hope is a ray of light,
Let's walk two by two,
The arc of a rainbow.

Love is a compass,
It will turn you around 180 degrees,
The arc of a rainbow.
It's a promise made,
It's a promise kept,
Let's walk two by two,
The arc of a rainbow.

Collide lyrics - Corey Smith

We chart our courses but always collide,
We stumble from the wreck wait for the rescue to arrive,
They put out the fire but the smoke never clears,
It's a blanket of lies getting thicker by the year.

I'm not throwin' stones,
I've got a glass house of my own,
But I won't pretend I was wrong,
When I'm not the one to blame.

You took off your gloves with my back to the wall,
You threw the first punch and I took a hard fall,
But I'm on trial now they beg for my plea,
They label you the victim and they put the cuffs on me.

I'm not throwin' stones,
I've got a glass house of my own,
But I won't pretend I was wrong,
When I'm not the one to blame. (no!)

I'll forgive and forget,
I'll turn the other cheek,
But I won't lay in your bed,
When it's your turn to weep,
When it's your turn to cry yourself to sleep.

I'm not throwin' stones,
Got a glass house of my own,
But I won't pretend I was wrong,
When I'm not the one, I am not the one,
To blame.

We chart our courses but always collide.

Juliet lyrics - Corey Smith

Been cryin' in my sleep,
Been screamin' out your name,
I wake up in a sweat,
Oh, Juliet, bearin' the burden of the blame.

There's a lock upon our door,
My keys don't seem to fit,
You've shut me out and cut me off, long enough,
Can't we talk a little bit?

Open up, let me in,
Let's start this thing over again,
Don't throw in the towel yet,
The fighting can beat out of my chest.

I know I'm asking a lot,
You're the only good thing I've got,
Juliet, Juliet.

There's a razor on your tongue,
So put that knife back into the drawer,
I'm already hurtin' honey,
You've already cut me to the core.

Oh just think of what you're saying,
What about that new born baby,
Hell I know that I was wrong,
But he's mine too,
And you can't take him away. (no, no)

So open up, let me in,
Let's start this thing over again,
Don't throw in the towel yet,
The fighting can beat out of my chest.

Tell me all is not lost,
Can we fix all the damage I've caused,
Juliet, Juliet.

This brick on my hand,
Gets to weighin' me down,
You've been pretendin' not to notice,
Buried your head in the ground.

Open up, let me in,
Oh I wanna come home again,
Don't throw in the towel yet,
The fighting can beat out of my chest.

I know I'm asking a lot,
You're the only good thing I've got,
Tell me it's not over yet,
Can't you learn to forgive and forget,
Juliet.

Powerful Feeling lyrics - Corey Smith

Hey young lady,
Don't be alarmed,
He might come on kinda strong,
But he don't mean you any harm.
You write the book,
Make him learn the rules,
Once you get him trained oh,
You can let him bend a few.
If he ain't told ya yet,
He will soon enough,
We suffer here together girl,
We're achin' to be loved.

It's a powerful feeling,
When the flame hits the fuse,
No concern for the damage,
When your days get confused.
Oh no, what a powerful feeling.
It's a powerful feeling.

Hello young man,
Try to be polite,
Mind your filthy manners boy,
You'd better treat her right,
If you go to dinner,
Don't run out on the bill,
Don't go blowin' out the candles,
'Cause you think you've sealed the deal,
The tough get goin' when the goin' gets tough,
But goin's not the answer when she's achin' to be loved. (no)

It's a powerful feeling,
When the flame hits the fuse,
No concern for the damage,
When your days get confused.
Oh no, sun burns in a halo,
It's a powerful feeling.
Little scars in your eyes,
Got struck by the blow,
When you first realize,
What a powerful feeling.

Cute little babies grow to girls and boys,
Mommys and Daddys keep a bedroom full of toys,
But they come of age, learn what their parts are for,
Put 'em together and they're not children anymore, (no)

It's a powerful feeling,
Sun burns in a halo,
It's a powerful feeling.
Little stars in your eyes,
Got struck by the blow,
What a stupid surprise,
It's a powerful feeling,
It's a powerful feeling.

Dirtier By The Year lyrics - Corey Smith

I got a bad condition,
Yeah it's been going around,
Since Eve stole the fruit from the tree,
It's a thing for the dirty little thing we do,
I think about it don't freak with me.

Yeah there's a movie collection in the back of my mind,
It's filthy as a garbage pale,
If it keeps piling up at the rate it's growing,
I'm gonna be a perverted old man.

Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,
Yeah, I get dirtier by the year,
I'm more obscene than a hustler magazine,
And I get dirtier by the year.

The voice in my head is a four letter train,
It would bring my mama to tears,
Sometimes I'm ashamed just to listen myself,
Man I'm glad nobody else can hear.

Yeah, it gets dirtier by the year,
Yeah, it gets dirtier by the year,
I'm nasty enough to make a stripper blush,
And I get dirtier by the year.

I'm like a wolf on the prow,
But there's no eating allowed,
My dinner's back home on the table.
But all these fantasies,
Keep propositionin' me,
I try to stop but I'm not able. (no)

I went to the preacher,
I said I must confess,
I feel I'm rotten down to the core,
He said 'Don't be so hard on yourself now son,
What do you think all this religion is for?'

We get dirtier by the year,
We get dirtier by the year,
Yeah the longer we live,
The more there is to forgive,
We get dirtier by the year,
We get dirtier by the year.

Lonely Ride lyrics - Corey Smith

It's been a lonely ride,
It's been a lonely ride,
I've traveled far and wide,
Across the countryside,
It's been a lonely ride.

So come and join me for the weekend,
My bunks got room for two, (yeah)
Carve some time out for an old friend,
We'll make a run from Birmingham to Baton Rouge,
Girl I'd love to share a window seat with you.

I've got a bird's eye view,
I've got a bird's eye view,
But the higher up I go,
The more company I leave below,
It's a lonely bird's eye view.

So let's go flying for the weekend,
This airplane's got room for two,
You won't regret a moment we spend,
They'll be nothing like the motions you'll go through,
Come on, let me share a window seat with you.

Across the Delta by the morning honey,
We'll kiss our blues away,
Louisiana let's you love her a little,
Oh, but don't you get attached,
We'll have to send you back come Monday.

Across the Delta by the morning honey,
We'll kiss our blues away,
Louisiana let's you love her a little,
Oh, but don't you get attached,
We'll have to send you back come Monday.

'Cause I need a lonely ride,
I need a lonely ride, oh ya,
I've got a voice inside,
It's chipping at this pilgrims pride,
And, I need a lonely ride.
I need a lonely ride.
I need a lonely ride.

Feels Like Love lyrics - Corey Smith

Come on in,
Take off your jacket,
Hope the traffic wasn't hard on you dear.
Thanks for making the drive,
Girl, I apologize,
Lately, I just ain't been thinking so clear.

Please have a drink, I'll have another,
Excuse me if I'm pacing the floor,
I'm not the nervous type,
But I'm nervous tonight,
Never been in this situation before.

Oh, it feels like love,
Ya, it feels like love,
Don't know what else it could be,
Honey it's true, I don't know 'bout you,
But it feels like love to me.

By now you know me, I'm rather simple,
Set in my ways, used to livin' alone,
Only one night stands, come and go girlfriends,
But that all changed the moment you came along.

I met your mama, I met your daddy,
Your best friend and your kitten too,
You let me in real deep,
And it's no secret to keep,
I'm falling head and heels over you.

Oh, it feels like love,
Ya, it feels like love,
Don't know what else it could be,
Honey it's true, I don't know 'bout you,
But it feels like love to me.

I wanna plant a garden,
Wanna tend the seed and soil,
And beg for nature's pardon, (oh)
What beautiful fruit we'd spoil.
(Yeah, yeah)

Does it feel like love,
Does it feel like love,
Give me some kind of clue.
I'd be as happy as any man has ever been,
If it feels like love to you.
Does it feel like love to you,
Oh, it feels like love,
Ya, it feels like love,
Oh, it feels like love,
Ya, it feels like love,
Oh, it feels like love.

$8 Bottle Of Wine lyrics - Corey Smith

I've got an eight dollar bottle of wine,
Picked it up on sale in the checkout line,
It looked pretty good to me,
Made some where in California,
For that price honey how bad could it be?

I've just got one glass but we can share,
The first drink is yours honey I don't care,
Leave the corkscrew in the drawer,
It's all in the wrist,
Give that top a twist,
And she's ready to pour.

Let's drink and be merry,
I'll laugh at you, you laugh at me,
Don't take it all so seriously,
It's only as bad as you think,
'Cause you'll like it more the more you drink.

Oh, it' a complicated thing,
Makes the preacher yell and the choir sing,
But you'll learn to love the bittersweet,
Breathing out and breathing in,
Drinking slow oh satisfactions guaranteed.

It's an eight dollar bottle of wine,
Just a sip and I'm twice as fine,
Drunk in the wonder of it all,
The watchful eye over the vine,
The gentle hand of the fruit before the fall.

Let's drink and be merry,
I'll laugh at you, you laugh at me,
Don't take it all so seriously,
It's only as bad as you think,
'Cause you'll like it more the more you drink.

I'm on a low budget.

Let's drink and be merry,
I'll laugh at you, you laugh at me,
Don't take it all so seriously,
It's only as bad as you think,
'Cause you'll like it more the more you drink.

Sweet Sorrow lyrics - Corey Smith

It's the bottom of the bottle,
The stagger in your step,
The empty scattered on the floor,
It's the final cigarette,
The closing of the check,
The neon goin' dark above the door.

It's time to say goodbye again,
It's time, it's time, it's time,
So long, farewell, godspeed my friend,
Sweet sorrows overdue,
You know it's time for a goodbye, too.

It's an awkward conversation,
When there's nothin' left to say,
It's the shuffle and the shifty eyes,
It's the pause before we answer,
And the stutter when we do,
It's the glimmer of the truth we try to hide.

It's time to say goodbye again,
It's time, it's time, it's time,
So long, farewell, godspeed my friend,
Sweet sorrows overdue, (yeah)
You know it's time for a goodbye, too.

It's killing time that's killing me,
Too many places to go,
And people to see. (oh yeah)

It's a common ceremony,
Dress it however you like,
Right or wrong, it's just the way it is,
People come together,
People come apart,
But the end is always better with a kiss.

It's time to say goodbye again,
It's time, it's time, it's time,
So long, farewell, godspeed my friend,
Sweet sorrows overdue, (yeah)
You know it's time for a goodbye, too.
You know it's time for a goodbye, too.

"Hard-Headed Fool" (2007)

Beautiful Things lyrics - Corey Smith

I got a problem I hate to admit
Hell, no one likes talkin' about it
It's the painful condition of every man,
We'd all be saints here without it

It's these beautiful things
I'm like a moth to a flame
And it's buring my wings away

It's money and sex
It's money and drugs
It's the longing to look young forever
It's reachin' for more when you're all ready full
It's all this destructive behavior

It's these beautiful flames
I'm like a moth to a flame
And it's burning my wings away

And noone promises tomorrow
Our best laid plans might go to waste, oh they may
But I won't be afraid, No I won't be afraid
Cause I've got a little faith and a holy grace
And we've got love in our hearts
And I'm tryin real hard to do somethin good today

Technology lyrics - Corey Smith

Well I've never been to Colorado
Or had a Rocky Mountain high
And I've never seen the Denver Broncos
Or watched a tumbleweed blow by

But I've got a 42 inch TV
High definition, crystal-clear
200 channels beamin' from above
Yeah, I can see the world from here
I can see the world from here

Well I've never been to New York City
Or took a stroll through Central Park
I've never waved up at that lady in the Harbor
Or been on Broadway after dark

But I've got a new laptop computer
A bluetooth speaker in my ear
A wireless connection to anywhere I want
Yeah, I can see the world from here
I can see the world from here

Lately I've been gettin' bigger,
They say it's lack of exercise
Yeah, the double chins keep creepin' in the mirror,
I guess it shouldn't come as a surprise

But I bought an elliptical trainer
It's got a built-in plasma screen
Now I can get my cardio with my MTV
Yeah, you gotta love technology
You gotta love technology

I've never been to Colorado
And I probably never will
Yeah I do all my travelin' by remote controls
And I'm as happy as can be here sittin' still
Yeah I'm as snug as a bug in a rug
Happy like a pickin' bud
Yeah I'm doin fine on my behind just sittin still

Maybe Next Year lyrics - Corey Smith

Times are a changing
But I'm still the same ol' son of a bitch in the wind
I act like I did back when I was a kid
But it hurts me more than it did back then
I go out on the town and make a fool of myself
I run around with the same rowdy friends
I get drunk and obnoxious
And wake up the next day swearin' I'm never drinkin' again

Yeah, my grandma still tells me
Enough is enough
Life ain't a game, son
It's time to grow up

[CHORUS]
Maybe next year, I'll start acting my age
Turn a new leaf over my wicked ways
Get a real job and start pullin' my weight
Only 365 days
Until I change my ways

I dress like a slob
I never tuck in my shirt
I let it hang over my baggy jeans
I wear an old baseball cap on the top of my head
With the logo of my favorite team
Still got the same dirty mouth that I've had
Since my first cousin taught me to cuss
And I just quit my 9 to 5 occupation
To play a whole bunch of songs I made up

Yeah, I'm a big ol' kid
But I ain't ashamed
'Cause when the time comes around
I know I can change

[CHORUS]

Maybe next year I'll quit blowin' all of the cash
Start working out and get off of my ass
Maybe next year I'll quit putting off all the chores
Maybe next year I'll visit my grandparents more
Maybe next year I'll go back to church and repent
Maybe next year I'll pick up my Bible again

I ought to straighten up
And there's no better time than now
To kick all the habits
That are bringin' me down

Maybe next year I won't be singin' the blues
Maybe next year I'll start telling the truth
Maybe next year I won't stay drunk all the time
Maybe next year I'll have a little more peace of mind
And maybe next year
I won't be so sad when I'm alone

Maybe next year

What Happened lyrics - Corey Smith

Heard the front door slam
Lying in my bed 'bout 8 AM
She packed her bags and hit the road
Don't know if she'll be back again
I guess she's had enough
Well finally we can agree
Besides the bills, all we share these days is misery
She used to be my better half
Now she's the thorn stuck in my side
Our love is a burden we both bear
These vows are the chains we hide

I don't know where it all went wrong
What happened to our happy home

What happened to forever
What happened to for worse or better
What happened to our plans
What happened to the ring on her hand
What happened to our love
What happened, oh, to us

This past month's been hell
With gnashing teeth and brimstone fire
Furious flames have filled the rooms
Of this little house of ours
We've said a lot of things
That cut eachother to the core
She said "you're no good
just like your daddy, that don't love you anymore"
And now I'm drinking way too much
But these days, it's all that gets me through
And sometimes I feel like this whiskey bottle
Is the one I'm married to

Oh and we've been going to church
Still it feels like things keep getting worse
Lord help us

What happened to forever
What happened to for worse or better
What happened to our plans
What happened to the ring on her hand
What happened to our love
What happened, oh, to us

She came home late last night
With tear-stained rings around her eyes
And she said "this isn't how it's supposed to be"
Then she cried "what happened to you and me?"

What happened to surprises
What happened to the compromises
What happened to the romance
What happened to holding my hand
What happened to our love
What happened, oh, to us

What happened to forever
What happened to for worse or better
What happened to our plans
What happened to the ring on her hand
What happened, what happened, what happened...
What happened to us...

I'm No Hank Williams lyrics - Corey Smith

I got a foot in the door, and one in the rain
I’m standing on the threshold of fortune and fame
Out on a limb, I took that great leap of faith
Though I might crash and burn but I might fly away
Who knows there’s no telling what tomorrow holds
And I ain’t got a clue how I made it this far
With a few country songs on an acoustic guitar
I’m not too good looking and I’m painfully shy
Not cut out for the spotlight, just an ordinary guy
Who sings about a little bit of everything

And I’m no Hank Williams but I’m feeling his pain
Strung out on the highway somewhere between comfort and shame
Oh and its getting hard to see, its getting hard to see

I ain’t got a new car, no mansion on a hill
Just a three bedroom house and whole bunch of bills
Its hard to get rich when everyone wants a cut
And all the family and friends they keep hittin’ you up
For cash aww, the money burns too fast
My wife’s worried sick, afraid that I won’t be true
She’s seen all the movies, know what the highway can do

But I made a promise, praying my soul to keep
So that my little boys won’t be ashamed of me one day
Lord, keep these pretty girls away

I’m no Hank Williams but I’m feeling his pain
Stretched out in a back seat, a good man driven to drink
Oh and its getting hard to see
All that I wanted (All) was my chance to provide (my chance to provide)
A song for the ages (Aww) leave some good work behind

I’m no role model, I’ve got more problems than most
Momma called me a genius, but hell I ain’t even close
A head full of questions, fumblin’ and stumblin’ around
Hell I couldn’t even tell you where I’ll be a few months from now
And I’m scared that I’m nowhere near prepared
But I’ve got a foot in the door and one in the rain
I’m standing on the threshold of fortune and fame
I’ve got no way of knowing how its gonna end
I could be shut in or shut out I guess it all depends on you

Well they think I’m cool

But I’m no Hank Williams
No I’m no Hank Williams
But I’m feeling his pain

Happy Ever After lyrics - Corey Smith

Lately, I've been singing the blues
For no apparent reason
I lay around on the couch
Piss and moan draggin' everyone down
Maybe, its always been in the bloodstream
Maybe daddy was right when he told me
Boy, you're just like your momma
Keep your head up your ass all the time

I feel like a fool
Kickin myself black and blue for the choices I've made
Down and out
Stuck in the mud sinkin' fast gettin' worse everyday
Good Lord, won't you throw me a lifeline
A ray of hope in the sunshine
Won't you help me to find my happy ever after, Amen

Lately, I'm taking pills by the handful
The doctor told me I need 'em
Yea he wrote me a note and
Said I hope you have a hell of a time
They're too good, fill me up with a warm rush
The newspaper don't upset me as much
They ain't easy to swallow
But it's better than sleepin' all day

I'm high as a kite
At least for the time been killin' the pain in my heart
Lettin' go
Of the guilt and the shame that are tearin' my life apart
Good Lord, won't you keep me from crashin'
In anyway, shape, form, or fashion
Can't you fill my prescription
Happy ever after, Amen

Have mercy on me
Hear my pitiful prayer
I need your sympathy
Cause it feels like nobody cares about me
Since I quit takin' care of myself

Oh I'm tired, tired of the struggle
And tired of the lies that I've told
But I'm scared
Scared that my storybook ending will never unfold
Good Lord, I'm not much for confession
But if you can cure my depression
I swear I'll do better
Happy ever after, happy ever after
Happy ever after, Amen

Hard-Headed Fool lyrics - Corey Smith

Crusin' the strips to young for the bars
Lookin' for change in the back of my car
Doggin' the cops we were up to no good
Takin' chance after chance gittin high any way you could

Hard as a brick lord they couldnt tell me anything at all
Better judgement went south with a few sips of alcohol
Stubborn as a mule ridin that highway to hell
Kept a knife in my pocket cause I thought I could handle myself

Went off to school found a new set of friends
Used better drugs to help me fit in
I'd skip every class atleast 2 days a week
I didn't need a lecture near as much as the sleep

Hard as a brick lord they coundt teach me anything at all
Better judgement went south with a few pictures of alcohol
Stubborn as a mule ridin that highway to hell
No need for religon man I thought I could handle myself

Could Have Been Friends lyrics - Corey Smith

There's a picture my mama kept in a drawer
She pulled it out of the trash after I said we were over for sure
She must have known that one day the heartache would end
I'd come to terms with the past and wanna' see that picture again

Turns out Mama was right
'Cause I'm wonderin' about you tonight
Senior prom in the palm of my hand
Wishin' we could have been friends

We took a chance one night on the hood of my car
Couldn't hold back anymore though you swore we'd never go that far
But playin' it safe never felt nearly as good
As playin' those games in the dark, pushin' you as far as I could

Maybe it was a mistake
Stealin' all of the love I could make
And this hurtin' is the price for the sin
Yeah, I wish we just could have been friends

The last word you heard was far from the truth
The cruelest thing I'd ever spoken
And there's no way to tell you how sorry I am
'Cause every bond has been broken
Yeah, the loose ends are choking me now

Life's been good to me and I'm sure it's been good to you
I found a true love and heard that you did, too
Now you're up in Manhattan, the big city sure suits you well
Well, I'm still in this small town but I'm making a name for myself

There's no shadow of a doubt
Honey, we would have never worked out
It was all for the best in the end
Still, I wish we could have been friends
Oh, I wish we could have been friends
I wish we could have been

There's a picture my mama kept in a drawer
I stumbled across it and I can't bear to look at it no more

Too Good For Me lyrics - Corey Smith

I was learning how to love and love and learn.
I fell for a girl one county north of the town where I was born.
She was the most athletic senior in the school where her mama taught.
Popular and well-respected, everything that I was not.
But I took a chance and stole a kiss in her daddy's living room
Then drove home lonely in the dark, trembling heart and hands unglued
Setting myself up for heartbreak. What could she see in me?
Strung out with no plans for the future. White trash, filthy as could be.
She was too good for me.
She was too good for me.
When she went off to college, I followed her out West.
She hit the books and I hit the bar rooms,
My head in the clouds with all the rest.
Oh, she was too good.
We got married early summer at an old plantation home,
Both got jobs and starting paying a mortgage and student loans.
A dog and cat like our two children, we don't sit and watch TV.
Til the glass of whiskey I was drinking turned into two or three.
We both knew something was missing 'bout the time that our first young one came.
We trimmed a room with our Alma Mater, picked out a good boy's name.
I watched in awe there as she labored, never felt so close to her.
Hand in hand through every hour, it was all so beautiful.
I cried Honey, you're too good for me.
Still too good for me.
Now I hear them gigglin' down the hallway.
Man, I wish I had the time to play.
But I've got a lot of work to do here.
Yeah, we've got another one on the way.
Oh, it's all too good.
Too good for me.
I ain't seen God but I know he's out there,
Cause that woman still sleeps to the left of me.
I've got more than any man could ask for.
Lord, you've been too good, you've been too good for me.
Oh, you've been too good.
You've been too good for me.

Together lyrics - Corey Smith

Lord I wish that you could take me
Back to 1983
Before my folks untied the knot that bound our home
And busted up the family tree

We’d get up early every Sunday
Pile into my grandaddy’s van
Head over to the steeple three generations in a pew
And I couldn’t wait until the alter call began

Together we’d all stand and sing along
We’d do the gospel Mawmaw taught us every song
When it was over we’d go have a Sunday meal
The preacher’s call on Brother Bill he’d bless the food
And we’d all share in it together
Together

Lord I wish that you could take me
Back to those Raven county hills
We’d head up to Black Rock Mountain for a family affair
Throw some hot dogs and burgers on the grill

I’d pull up a chair beside my Mama
Listen to her brag on all us kids
To this day I can’t believe how proud that woman was
After all of the crazy things we did
Together we’d all enjoy the feud
Take in the laughter, let it heal our blues
I was barely 18, but even then I understood
There was power in the blood that kept us hangin in
Holdin on together
Together

There’ll be a wedding or a funeral
Every year or so
We’ll see the familiar faces
Sayin’ oh ain’t it a shame we don’t get together anymore
‘Cept at these awkward places
Yeah the sanctuaries and the fellowship hall have really become a drag

Now everybody’s gettin older
We’ve all gone our separate ways
But I’m tired of the excuses and I’ve made up my mind
We’re meetin up at my house this comin Saturday

I’ll get some barbecue and light beer
Sweet tea and kool-aid for the little ones
We’’ put lawn chairs in the backyard
Sit and catch up on lost times
Watch the kids runnin round don’t it sound like fun

Together same blood within our veins
A new generation to proudly share our family name
We’ll raise a bottle to the ones who came before
The ones who ain’t with us anymore
Lord, I bet they’re happy knowin’
We’re all here together
When it’s over we’ll all say a long good-bye
Oh baby sitster don’t you cry it won’t until
We’ll all be together
Together
Together
Together
Together

Goodbye Dixie lyrics - Corey Smith

[Whistling Dixie]

Passed an old plantation home off Hwy. 41
Been around since 1850, way before the Union come
Built up on a hill, its got a 500-acre view
But there ain't been no cotton there since Sherman's boys marched through
They've come and burned us down
Guess we had it comin'

[Whistling Dixie]

Jumped out of my pickup truck, there was something in the wind
Filled my soul with empty and sent a chill across my skin
Heard the ghost of a black man hollerin' "Blue" across the field
He said "they sold my only daughter to keep that mansion on a hill"
And I wanted to burn it down
Aww, but it wouldn't do no good

I cried Goodbye Dixie, go rest in peace
We've got enough trouble here without you haunting me
We buried that cross now we're looking ahead
So go on Dixie don't bother me, I'm tryin' to forget

Drove up to the courthouse that holds the county seat
I walked underneath the poplar trees, casting shadows on Main Street
I read the old bronze marker I'd seen many times before
And after all these years I learned what those branches were for
They used to hang 'em here, back in the days of ole Jim Crowe

A black man I knew from high school came walkin' out in chains
He used to make me laugh, but now his eyes were filled with pain
He got busted sellin' rock down there on MLK
So the county came and locked him up and took his kids away
Oh, he used to seem alright to me
Man, I wonder what went wrong

I cried Goodbye Dixie, go rest in peace
We've got enough trouble here without you haunting me
We buried that cross now I'm looking ahead
So go on Dixie don't bother me, I'm tryin' to forget

Way down yonder in the land of cotton, oh how times have changed
But I wonder if the truth is marching on
Its hard to be a Southern man and learn your history
Cause it all comes back and hits you close to home

I cried Goodbye Dixie, go rest in peace
We've got enough trouble here without you haunting me
We buried that cross now I'm trying to make a dime
So go on Dixie don't bother me,
So go on Dixie don't bother me,
So go on Dixie don't bother me,
Because I ain't got the time

Stand Our Ground lyrics - Corey Smith

Will you take me up to Rose Hill
When you lay my body low
Wrap me in a flag, throw some flowers on the ground
Say a few words then let me go
There's no need to defend my honor
Or justify the life I gave
There's no need for the pictures of my happy childhood there
Please don't pour salt upon my grave

I knew long ago that I would be the one
To brandish my sword should they beat those battle drums
I stood my ground, I stood for something worth falling for

Ask my father to forgive me
I know he didn't understand
He worked too hard for way too many years
To lose his only boy in a foreign sand
No doubt, he is angry
No doubt where he'll place the blame
But don't let him fall apart, Mama, don't let him go back to the pills
Only time will ease the pain

I died a patriot, a soldier just like him
Fought like he taught me to, until the very end
I stood my ground, I stood for something worth falling for

Take my stripes and take my medals
Take my cross and these dog tags, too
Put 'em in a package and stain it with your tears
Send it up to Pennsylvania Avenue
My last regards to the man in charge
Let him know I served my country well
Yeah, he was right behind me all the way to Kandahar
The night my broken body fell

Don't let a day go by without a peaceful prayer
For my brothers and my sisters still fighting over there
They stand their ground,
They stand for something worth falling for

Sweet Little Boy lyrics - Corey Smith

A fist through the window,
A foot in the front door,
A belly full of wiskey and cocaine,
He went of the deep end,
Yelled I hate you I'm leaving,
I'm taking this car and you won't ever see me agian,

And she Cried ooohohoh Where's my little baby,
She cried ooohohoh where's my sweet little boy,
Have I already lost him,
Have I already lost him,

Four in the morning she heard the fone ring,
And knew it was gonna be real bad,
they told her they found him,
Just south of blood mountian,
The car was in peices
but he was hanging on by the thread,

And she Cried ooohohoh not my little baby,
She cried ooohohoh not my sweet little boy,
Have I already lost him,

It was a Long time coming,
He was a time bomb waiting to blow,
He had to hit rock bottom,
He had to fight with the devil,
and pay up the death he was owed,
Aw,

A holy revival his head in the bible,
Learning to walk strait agian,
Now he's clean and sober,
It'll be a year in october,
He's holding a good job,
And mama is so proud of him,

And she says ooohohoh that's my little baby,
She says ooohohoh that's my sweet little boy,
And she says ooohohoh that's my little baby,
And she says ooohohoh that's my little boy,
I thought we had lost him,
Lord I thought we had lost him

"The Good Life" (2005)

Long Way To Go lyrics - Corey Smith

Graduated High School class of 96
Nameless face in the middle of the small town clique
No yellow tassel to adorn my gown
I barely made my pass but momma sure was proud oh

They tried to tell me change was gonna come
But I was frightened by the thought of my own evolution
Jumped in the car, crunk up the radio
Shook off my innocence and lost my self control

Yeah I had a long, long way to go
Long, long way to go
The whole world in front of me and time moving so slow
I had a long, long way to go

Well I fell off track somewhere along the way
Chained all my dreams of a mirror and a razor blade
Momma said I guess its just a part of growing up
And I've spent my last five years trying to straighten up

But I've got a long, long way to go
A long, long way to go
I've still got my deamons yeah they're knocking at my door
I've got a long, long way to go

Momma died 3 years ago just yesterday
And I placed a rose beneath that tree where she lay
Then I said a prayer there in here memory
And in some sad strange way it reminded me

That I've got a long, long way to go
A long, long way to go
To live is to struggle and to struggle is to grow
You know I've got a long, long way to go
A long, long way to go
A long, long way to go
The whole world in front of me and time moving so slow
I've got a long, long way to go

If I Could Do It Again lyrics - Corey Smith

Best friends in a pickup truck, we were Panama City bound
Eight hours in the back, wind blowin with the sun beatin down
Makin plans to raise some hell, celebratin our senior year
We had a trash bag full of cloths and a suitcase full of beers
We got pulled over by the Alabama state patrol
But they never found the booze, so they had to let us go

If I could do it again, you know I'd do it the same

Got a room at the Beach Club Inn, it was a dump but we didn't care
Between the cruisin and the beach and the clubs we were hardly ever there
We'd get drunk and raise some hell and I play my guitar in the sand
Everyone would come and sing along and the pretty girls would dance
The Florida shore it really put a spell on me
Turned a quiet Sunday school boy into the life of the party

If I could do it again you know I'd do it the same
I'd pass out on the beach drinkin Golden Grain
I'd wake up covered in sand with that bottle in my hand
Then I'd go for a swim and start drinkin again
Oh I'd break all the rules, just like I used to do
If I could do it again yea

I met a girl from Tennessee, no I don't remember her name
But I can still see her top pulled down and that belly button ring
We kissed but I didn't tell no, I had to keep it hush on the down low
I had girlfriend back at home and she didn't need to know
Sure I felt a little guilty as we dusted off our clothes
But she was wild and she was fine Lord, worth every lie I told

If I could do it again, you know I'd do it the same
With the one night stands and the drinkin games
You know I'd check out the girls at the clubs, hookin up whenever I could
Sex on a beach never tasted as good
I'd break my first love's heart, forget to hide the fingernail marks
If I could do it again yea

I'd get sunburned on a new tattoo, lose my favorite jeans and my tennis shoes
Get kicked out of my hotel room and sleep in the truck for a night or two
Blow all my money, have to call my dad and work two months to pay him back
Take bong hits and laugh like hell, flick the police off and get hauled to jail
If I could do it again I'd do it the same, not one regret I wouldn't change a thing

I'd check out the girls at the clubs, hookin up whenever I could
Oh, oh, ohhh, I'd wkae up coered in sand, with that bottle in my hand
Ohhhhh, I'd break all the rules, just like I use to do
If I could do it again, how bout you
If I could do it again, do it again
Best friends in a pick-up truck, we were Panama City bound

Carolina lyrics - Corey Smith

Me and you in a midnight blue, '82 Camaro
Crossin' over the Hartwell bridge movin' fast as she would go
Windows down, radio up, we were singin' "Freebird"
Flyin' up to your daddy's cabin just outside of Spartanburg

Do you remember the way you looked at me back then
Two hungry eyes wrapped up in a smile so innocent
It all makes one hell of a reminder
Keeps me cryin' Carolina

We had a hotel room with a harbor view and a bottle of Chianti
That spring break in Charleston, it keeps comin' back to haunt me
Took a carriage ride to the battery, toasted shots above the water
Then stumbled 'cross the cobblestone, hands holdin' us together

Do you remember the way we carried on
Blew all our money and we had to starve the whole way home
It all makes one hell of a reminder
Keeps me cryin' Carolina

I can't let it go, no I can't let it go
I don't wanna' let go, oh no it feels too far away
Do you remember the single bed that we slept in
When I'd ride up to Clemson and hide in your room the whole weekend
It all makes one hell of a reminder
Keeps me cryin' Carolina

I Can't Help Myself lyrics - Corey Smith

Oh I got one hand on the bottle, and the other on the wheel
And I'm tearin up a gravel road, just north of Sandersville
I'm headin' down the holler, heard there's a party goin' on,
Stole some moonshine from my dad, and half of its already gone.

Oh Lord, oh Lord, help me make it through the night
Cuz I just cant help my self,
Oh I try, I try but I can't turn it around,
Oh no I just can't help myself.

Oh I picked up the preacher's daughter; she's as fine as she is wild,
And when her daddy's not around, she don't act like a preacher's child
And I knew what she was after when asked me for the ride
Yea daddy's little angels got fire in her eyes

Oh Lord, or Lord, help me make it through the night
Cuz I just can't help myself.
Oh I try, I try, but this girl's all over me,
Oh and I just can't help myself.
Aw help me now.

Well ill be in church tomorrow, I've got a lot to pray about
Sin to be forgiven and demons to cast out.
And if I die come Monday, I know ill be heaven bound
And ill be white as snow until the weekend rolls around

Oh Lord, or Lord, help me make it through the night
Oh cuz I just can't help myself.
Oh I try, I try, but I can't turn it around,
Oh no I just can't help myself.
Oh no I just can't help myself.
Oh I just can't help myself

The Bottle lyrics - Corey Smith

Its a sticky situation
That I've gotten myself into
Same old obligation
Has got me torn between this ole bottle and you
And I'll probably choose the drinking
So you're probably gonna pack your bags
Spent a few lonely
I was thinkin before you..
Before you come running back..beggin me

To be a little stronger
To stay sober longer
Not to let you down
Must these demons haunt me
And lay their wicked burdens on me
Lord wont you show me
How to put the bottle down
I'll put the bottle down

Another bourbon vacation
Has got me crawling on the floor
And I'm in no condition
To say a word when she comes walking through the door
The color starts fading
When I hear her crying up and down the hall
As I drift away
I can feel her praying
Saying lord will you show him heaven
After all the hell he's been throgh

I can I be a little stronger
And not make her wonder
When I'm going to let her down
Must these demons haunt me
And lay their wicked burdens on me
And lord wont you show me how to put the bottle down

Can I be a little stronger
And not make her wonder
When I'm going to let her down
Must these demons haunt me
And lay their wicked burdens on me
And lord wont you show me how..
To put the bottle down

Lord I wontcha help me to be
Just a little stronger
And to stay sober longer
And not to let her down
Must these demons haunt me
And lay their wicked burdens on me
Ooh lord wont you show me how..
To put the bottle down

The Lord Works In Strange Ways lyrics - Corey Smith

The Lord works in a strange way,
There ain't no doubt,
Man he's gonna make a man of me,
He's gonna straighten me out somehow.

I was twenty-seven years old that summer,
Just having my self a ball,
Working on a record deal,
Playing in the bars and concert halls, making money just to watch it burn, living day by day,
Stayed out late drinkin' way too much, didn't act my age,
But life turned on a dime when she said, you're going to be a daddy come wintertime.

The Lord works in a strange way,
There ain't no doubt,
Man he's gonna make a man of me,
He's gonna straighten me out somehow.
The lord works in a strange way,
And Heaven knows,
He's planning on a miracle,
Man I wonder how it's gonna go,
The lord works in a strange way,
Oh oh

Man I never saw the changes comin' they caught me unaware,
One day I was as wild as a bull the next I was a teddy bear,
Put down the bottle about a month before,
And I put down the cigarettes,
Started holding my wife a little tighter and sayin' the prayers I used' forget,
And now I look into those baby blue eyes and I find all the peace
I've been searching for yeah I finally realize

The lord works in a strange way,
There ain't no doubt,
Man he's gonna make a man of me,
He's gonna straighten me out somehow.
The lord works in a strange way,
And it stirs my soul I'm holding onto a miracle and I ain't ever letting go
The lord works in a strange way.
I've finally made my peace with god and I've got sweet comfort in my soul
The lord works in a strange way.
Man he's gonna make a man of me
A man of me

Ohhh
The lord works in a strange way.
Ohhh a ohhh
The lord works in a strange way

Harmony lyrics - Corey Smith

Have you ever seen a Georgia sunset?
Across the cool October sky
You know it's like a little piece of Heaven
Hung in between the day and night
Every shade of red and blue
Born in the dyin' of the light
And I'm in the perfect balance
Eyes bright and opened wide
And in a moment all my worries fade away
Oh it all makes sense to me
That's harmony
That's harmony

A Sunday dinner at my grandma's table
She's been up cookin' since the dawn
Yeah this family keeps on growing
Still she makes enough for everyone
There's my baby boy
Right now hes the youngest one there is
Just smilin' in my daddy's lap
So full of joy and tenderness
We forget about our troubled yesterdays
Oh it all makes sense to me
That's harmony
That's harmony

It's hard to understand
Even harder to explain
Theres a miracle flowin'
Like holy water through our veins
And if you focus you will notice it
In everything you do
Oh listen close enough
And you can hear the harmony in you
Goin' doo doo do doo do do do

Daddy bought my first guitar and he said,
"Boy you were born to play and sing"
Now I take my pen and capture
These little bits of everything
I don't want fame or fortune
I just want you to listen to my songs
In a church or this bar room
I don't care
They're all the same when the musics on
Theres no doubt about what I came here to do
It all makes sense to me
That's harmony
That's harmony

Theres no doubt about what I came here to do
I'm gonna play and sing for you
That's harmony
That's harmony
That's harmony

My Two Babies lyrics - Corey Smith

Come on back to me babies, hurry quick
I'm missing y'all so bad you know it damn near made me sick
Three days have been way too long, oh my two babies need to come on home
It's time to leave that buckeyed state behind
Oh come southbound, southbound, southbound 75
Straight through the bluegrass
Cut through that Mason-Dixie line
Lord won't you bring them down the road to Georgia from Ohio
My two babies

I ain't been right since you left me, I've been scared as hell
You know I felt like Jonah in the belly of that whale
Praying for my resurrection day thank God they're only a few hours away
Oh my two babies are coming home to say

Oh come southbound, southbound, southbound 75
Leave that Tennessee river in that rear view mirror, its time
Lord won't you bring them down the road to Georgia from Ohio
My two babies, my two babies

Ohhh
I ain't done all the dishes and I ain't washed the clothes
But I wrote this song I hope you like how it goes
I miss my two babies with all my heart, two states between is way too far
And I ain't never gonna let you go again

Oh come southbound, southbound, southbound 75
Take a 8 lane highway straight through that Atlanta skyline
Lord won't you bring them down the road to Georgia from Ohio
Lord won't you bring them down the road to Georgia from Ohio
My two babies

Single-Wide Home lyrics - Corey Smith

Daddy worked out in the lumber yard,
By the cemetery road.
Carrying the load the best he could.
We'd see him from the highway
When mom would drive us to town.
He looked so small between those rolls of wood

He'd come home around supper time
Kick the sawdust off his boots
Take my baby brother in his arms
I was only five years old
But I remember it so well
I learned what love was there in our single wide home

It was a single wide home
On a dead end gravel road
The back side of my granddaddys land
We had a fifteen acre playground
And it was paradise to me
Lord I wish I could go home again.

We got cable television, back in 85.
50 channels were the world to me.
Then the cartoons and the evening news
Taught me how to be afraid
Of guns and drugs and poverty

I cried momma oh momma I don't ever wanna leave
She said son one day you'll be on your own
But jesus died so you might live and you don't have to be afriad
Yea I found God there in our single home

It was a single wide home
And I had a bible in my hand
And jesus saved me from my sins
As I've gotten older
I've drifted away
Lord I wish I could go home again.

I wish I could go home again

Now that trailers in the scrap yard
Out by the interstate where all the strangers come in
When grandad died they sold the property
Tore down the timber
And started builing

It was a single wide home
Just off jackson trail
Back before the developers moved in
It's all covered up now
By track houses and rows
Lord I wish I could go home again
I wish I could go home again
To a single wide home
Ohhh

Leaving An Angel lyrics - Corey Smith

Girl I hate to hang out out to dry,
With a bleeding heart and broken home,
But I dropped this line to say goodbye,
You Should have saw it comin, guess I was born for running

And I can't pay the debts I owe,
There's many a man lookin for me,
I keep a pistol under my pillow,
Feel I'm goin crazy, I've been good for nothing lately...

Oh and when I'm gone, I hope you mention my name,
I hope you care about the man,
After you Place the Blame,
Let our years turn to gold,
And never wither away and be forgotten,
I don't wanna be forgotten

Tell our boys that I'm real proud,
I watched 'em grow up tough as nails,
An there'll be no cryin allowed,
They'll know what to do,
I'm sure they'll take good care of you,
Kiss My baby girl goodbye,
I'm sure she'll miss me most of all,
I can't bare the thought of the tears she'll cry,
She's so sweet and tender, Lord I pray she will remember,

Oh and when I'm gone, I hope you'll mention my name
I hope you Care about the man,
After you place the blame,
Let our years turn to gold,
And never wither away and be forgotten,
I don't wanna be forgotten

I'm takin the pick up truck, but I left a little bit of money,
No it Ain't to much but,
It'll get you through the month ahead,
I Left my Browning Rifle and the old guitar my daddy gave me,
Put 'em up and pass 'em down,
Yeah they're all I have to give,
And maybe one day you can give 'em to my grandkids

I know its been hard lovin me,
You've taken the scars and worn 'em well,
And you'd starve yourself to feed this family,
I'm sick and shameful, I'm leavin an angel...

If That's Country lyrics - Corey Smith

Straight out of Nashville, here's your next big star
He don't write the songs he sings, but he knows the words by heart.
Wears a cowboy hat, and some tight blue jeans,
And he struts around the stage like he's the coolest thing you've ever seen.

Oh you gotta love him!

He looks like a super model, knows how to strike a pose
And he don't mind the makeup, as long as no one knows.
And he's got that crooked grin, and talks with a southern drawl,
Acts like Toby Keith, but sounds a lot like Tim McGraw

But if he's country I'll kiss your ass,
And throw all my Willie Nelson records in the trash.
He's the same old shit in a slightly different bag,
But if he's country, well then country's pretty bad.

I don't watch CMT
Naw that shit makes me sick.
And that ole Kenny Chesney,
What a hypocrite.

He'll swear he's country,
But he lives in the Caribbean.
Sings all about the islands now,
What happened to the Tennessean

Aw if he's country ill kiss your ass
Throw all my Johnny Cash records in the trash
He's all about image cuz image pays the bucks,
Aw but if he's country, well then country really sucks.

What happened to the outlaws,
Who weren't afraid to cross the line.
What happened to the workin' man,
Who sang the truth about their troubled lives.

I was raised in Georgia, in a one red light town.
And my daddy picked guitar in every honky tonk around.
And he taught me all the good stuff,
That solid country gold, but now I love it all from hip-hop to rock and roll

And to thank country, well I don't give a damn
My daddy taught me to be own kinda man
He said "Son you don't have to go along with the crow"
So if I ain't country then I'm pretty frickin proud
Oh Well I don't need their labels anyhow

The Good Life lyrics - Corey Smith

I'm sittin alone in my three-bedroom home
A mile east of where I was raised
Starin out the window at my dog in the backyard
In the pine straw covered with clay
Damn he's a mess but we love him to death
I guess he fits in this family well
Yea we're a bloodline of shepherds used to roamin the pastures
Tryin to cope with this suburban hell

It sure ain't the good life we're livin, but I reckon we're happy enough
We've done well with the hand we were given, with a little hope and a whole lotta love

Dad just finished buildin it must have cost him a killin
That house out on Rambler's Inn
He sent my brother off to college, walkin through the arches
Man we're all sure proud of him
But he never tried to spoil us, kept our hands in the saw dust
Yea we chipped in whenever we could
And we shared in the sweat and the blood and the tears
I guess he knew it would do us some good

It sure ain't the good life we're livin, but I reckon we're happy enough
We've done well with the hands we were given, with a little hope and a whole lotta love
No we don't have our fists full of dollars and we're no southern aristocrats
No we ain't got a lot but we've earned what we got
And we couldn't do it much better than that

My wife quite her job, now she's workin full time
Takin care of the baby and me
And I'm playin in the bars tryin to pay off the debts
Lord this half acre didn't come cheap
I come draggin in three and four in the mornin
Smell like tobacco and rum
Still she wakes up to greet me cause she loves me completely
Says she's proud of the star I've become

It sure is a good life we're livin, yea I reckon we're happy enough
We've done well with the hand we were given, with a little hope and a whole lotta love
No we don't have our fists full of dollars and we're no southern aristocrats
No we ain't got a lot but we've earned what we got
And we couldn't do it much better than that

I hope ole St. Peter will have me when they throw my coffin in the back
When that hearse rolls away I hope all ya'll will say
He couldn't do it much better than that

"In The Mood" (2004)

It's Over lyrics - Corey Smith

I've been beaten, I've been abused
I've been cheated, and I've been used
They said that I'm no good
Hearts stone cold, black and blue
Reminders of the shit they put me through
Lord, its getting old

Its time to show myself the door
There's no pretending anymore
No, it's over

Where I'm going I don't know
Somewhere down this dusty road
North on 441
Pass the rolling cattle fields the trailer parks, and rusted cotton mills
Lord get me out of here

I've made up my mind
Not giving in this time
No it's over

Heart break runaway
I'm on a fast track toward the interstate
I'm leaving this place without a minute to waste
No looking over my shoulder
It's over

Been in prison locked and chained
Bible beat into my brain
Said you gotta trust and obey
But I'm busted loose I'm on the run
And I'm screamin at the top of my lungs
Thank God I'm free at last

Feel like I've been reborn
There's no pretending anymore
No

Daddy's been drinking beer
Every night for 20 years
And mama just sits there on the couch
poppin' pills to drowned her tears
And they keep doggin me,
You're not worth a damn and you're just gonna be another failure
And a jailbird like everyone in the family
So I hang out in the parking lot; I get stoned with my 2 friends
Cause they're the ones who understand the situation that I'm in
They feel my pain and man I'm gonna miss em when I'm gone
But I'm moving on, If I don't I'll be dead by 21
I'll shoot myself in the head before I wind up like my dad
Working a job I hate and taking out my anger on a kid
I can hear my mama crying as I cross that county line
Cause she knows I'm not comin back I'm leaving all this shit behind
I told her I'm a soldier I'm wiser, and I'm older
I got my education now I'm out of here it's over

And I'm Heart break runaway
I'm on the fast track toward the interstate
I'm leaving this place without a minute to waste
No looking over my shoulder
It's over

No goodbyes, now I'm gone
It's all over
It's over
No goodbyes, now I'm gone
It's all over
It's over
No goodbyes, now I'm gone
It's all over
It's over

Something To Lose lyrics - Corey Smith

Dropped all my quarters at the Lee Street car wash
Soap, scrub, rinse, clean and vacuum too
Washed off that note someone wrote on the dirty window
Now my Beretta's lookin' good as new
Yeah, just for you it's lookin' good as new

No one's been ridin' with me for a long while
So I'm bein' careful tryin' to watch my speed
But it's gettin' hard to keep my eyes on the highway
Knowin' you're over in the passenger seat

My heart, be still, I'm havin' trouble breathin'
Wonderin' if you feel the same way that I'm feelin'
Cold sweat, so strange, I can't play it cool
My heart's out on a limb, and girl you'd be somethin' to lose

Waited two hours for a haircut down at Jerry's
He cleaned me up and then I headed home
I put on a new shirt and double-dosed in Cool Water
Stared in the bathroom mirror way too long
Wonderin' if I turn you on

And I know tonight might seem like dinner and a movie
But to me, it means much, much more
Cause I'm bettin' my whole heart that you're gonna love me
And I've never took that kinda chance before

My heart, be still, I'm havin' trouble breathin'
Wonderin' if you feel the same way that I'm feelin'
Cold sweat, so strange, I can't play it cool
My heart's out on a limb, and girl you'd be somethin' to lose
You'd be somethin' to lose

You, me, we should get together now
Cause love may never give another chance
Please don't be afraid to let me in
Cause we may never get this moment back again

My heart, be still, I'm havin' trouble breathin'
Wonderin' if you feel the same way that I'm feelin'
Cold sweat, so strange, I can't play it cool
My heart's out on a limb, and girl you'd be somethin' to lose

Oh you're somethin'
Girl, you're somethin'
You'd be somethin' to lose

First Dance lyrics - Corey Smith

The leaves are fallin down
The air is cool and clear
It's a seasonal change
And the night we've waited for is here
And we've exchanged the rings
And we've taken the vows
The ceremony's over baby
And the honeymoon is starting now

This is the first dance
But it won't be the last
Timeless moments like this
They won't ever be a thing of the past
We'll spark a candle tonight
An eternal flame of romance
When the honeymoon is over baby
I'll still move you like the first dance

I've been scared as hell
Cause I've heard how the story goes
You get married and you settle down
And the passion withers like a rose
But I refuse to lose
This thing we have together
And I'll keep the fire burning baby
Burning both ends of forever

This is the first dance
But it won't be the last
Timeless moments like this
They won't ever be a thing of the past
We'll spark a candle tonight
An eternal flame of romance
When the honeymoon is over baby
I'll still move you like the first dance

I see heaven in your eyes
And feel god movin in this room
Ain't love the greatest gift of all
Ain't it amazing what desire can do

This is the first dance
But it won't be the last
Timeless moments like this
They won't ever be a thing of the past
We'll spark a candle tonight
An eternal flame of romance
When the honeymoon is over baby
I'll still move you like the first dance

Yeah I'll always turn you on
And move you like the first dance

In The Mood lyrics - Corey Smith

I was a wild one
Back in the day
I just couldn't say no
But I gave up the cocaine
The pills and the smoke
And now I'm straight as an arrow

Oh, but I'm in the mood
Yeah I'm in the mood
Lord knows I could use a little change in altitude
Can't help it now
I'm in the mood

Alone for the weekend
Got nothin' to do
Just turn some Allman Brothers on
Kick back on the sofa
Just watch the candles burn
I figure, hell, I might as well be stoned

Yeah I'm in the mood
Yeah I'm in the mood
Lord knows I could use a little change in altitude
Who's holding? Come on, tell me now
I'm in the mood

Well I'm not fallin' off the wagon
I got way too much to lose
There's a girl, she sees the best in me
She'll be comin' home soon
I just gotta make it through a few more days

Oh, yeah I'm in the mood
Yeah I'm in the mood
Lord knows I could use a little change in altitude
Can't help it now
I'm in the mood

Yeah I'm in the mood

Drinkin' Again lyrics - Corey Smith

Feels like a Friday night
But it's only Monday afternoon
Still there's a party goin' on in my livin' room
It's just me and fifth of Beam
Swayin' to the sounds of old George Jones
And it won't be long 'til the whole damn bottle's gone

And I know it might sound sad
But to tell the truth it ain't half bad
I love my misery
Gonna drown my blues in a sea of whiskey

I'm drinkin' again
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin' in
Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a damn
I'm drinkin' again

I've got no friends to call
They've all straightened up and settled down
And they don't ever wanna hang around
But I guess I understand
This house ain't much for company
Smells like a cesspool here
It's stinkin' nasty

And you might say I'm bad off
But I chose the road I strumbled across
I picked my poison
Give me another shot of bourbon

Cause I'm drinkin' again
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin in
Sure, it's a sin but I don't really give a damn
I'm drinkin' again

Well fortunately for me I find relief
When the world is weighin' down on me
I pop a top, I take a shot, I drop a pill
Turn the radio up, sit back and chill
Pretend my life is a bed of roses
Try not to notice all the ghosts
That are hauntin me and tauntin me
And wantin me to cut my wrists
So they can watch me bleed
And laugh at me, as I scream in agony
I get high for the sake of my family
Cause the alcohol is all that's helpin me
To cope since I went broke and lost my hope
I kicked my girl to the curb of the road
You know I couldn't afford to support us both
Hell I'm not rich, don't have a good job
Do construction work with this dude named Bob
And he's an ass. Yells at me all the time
Pays minimum wage on overtime
Still he's got it made, drives an Escalade
And gets two hundred times what I get paid
But that's okay.
I'll drink to his health and ruin mine
I'll chug liquor and he can sip red wine
And I'll be fine. Trying to find some peace
I'll quit payin' my rent and I'll break my lease
I'll live out on the streets and beg for change
Crawl in a box when it starts to rain
Forget my family and my friends
Forget the world, ya'll, I'm drinkin' again

I'm drinkin' again
Tryin' hard to hide the pain I'm in
So don't give me any shit, I know just what I'm gettin in
Sure, it's a sin, but I done lost control
And I'm drinkin' again y'all
I'm drinkin' again

I'm drinkin' again...

I done said goodbye
To the twelve-step program
I'm drinkin' again...

Skin Of My Teeth lyrics - Corey Smith

Another Sunday morning, hungover and blue
Smellin' like cigarettes and beer
My mouth is dry, got bloodshot eyes
And my head splittin' in two
Church bells ringin' in my ear

The high steeple, crowds are fillin' up, those sanctuary pews
But I'm gonna hang around my crib
Cause I don't like dressin' up
I don't own a pair of Sunday shoes
And I refuse to be another hypocrite

Oh when I'm out drinkin', I wear a cross
I'm not really a righteous man, oh but I'm not lost
And when I meet my maker, I know he's gonna smile at me
And I'll make it to heaven by the skin of my teeth

My grandma told me "Boy, you better straighten up
Cause you're swervin down a bumpy road."
She said "Put that damned old bottle down and pick your Bible up
Get back in church, put on a choir robe"
Oh but I can't see myself fallin' in line behind the preacher
Hell, he's probably more messed up than me
Always talkin' 'bout damnation, cursin' every unbeliever
Who's he to judge? Who's he to condemn me?

When I'm out drinkin', I wear a cross
I'm not really a righteous man, oh but I'm not lost
And when I meet my maker, I know he's gonna smile at me
And I'll make it to heaven by the skin of my teeth

Half a loser, I'm half a winner
I'm half a saint, and I'm half a sinner
I feed my soul on Sunday dinner
I'm every man of god
When times get hard, I hit my knees
And I praise the lord when he blesses me
I do my best to keep him pleased
I'm every man of god
I'm every man of god

When I'm out drinkin', I wear a cross
I'm not really a righteous man, oh but I'm not lost
And when I meet my maker I know he's gonna smile at me
And I'll make it to heaven by the skin of my teeth

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

One Day At A Time lyrics - Corey Smith

Waste away the afternoon
Feeling sorry for myself
Got a thousand things I need to do
But my motivation left

And all your letters
Are scattered across my bed
Every I love you underlined in red lines
Remind me

Takin' it one day at a time
heavy come and heavier go
Tryin' to drink you off my mind
But I'm fallin' apart
One day at a time

Call you up but no one's home
I guess you're out there on the town
Any other thursday night
I'd be right beside you just pourin em down

Circle of friends
Hangin out at the city bar
I guess they all know now
How you broke my heart
Said I'm taking it hard

Living one day at time
Having her come and having her go
Tryin' to drink you off my mind
But I'm fallin' apart
One day at a time

Really thought that I was gonna make you happy
I'm such a fool, such a fool
I let you in but I guess you did't like what you seen
Love is cruel, love is cruel, love

Dying one day at a time
Having her come and having her go
Tryin' to drink you off my mind
But I'm fallin' apart
One day at a time

One day at a time
One day at a time
One day at a time
One day at a time

The Wreckage lyrics - Corey Smith

One broken bottle
One broken man
Drenched in a bourbon perfume
Just rocking away
In my dady's chair
Paying the devil his dues

Feel Like I'm goin down with the wreckage
Trapped in this ol' flesh-n-bone
Too withered and worn to weather the storm
Feel like I'm goin down with the wreckage
I'm goin down with the wreckage

Ashes to Ashes
That's what they say
I'm torn between body and soul
Just killing myself
One drink at a time
Trouble is all that I know

Feel like I'm goin down with the wreckage
Trapped in this ol' flesh-n-bone
Father I pray I'll see heaven one day
Lord don't let me go down with the wreckage
Oh don't let me go down with the wreckage

Well they call me a sinner
I reckon I am
But I don't know any other way
And I've been to juses time and time again
Lord I just can't keep the devil at bay

Feel like I'm goin down with the wreckage
Trapped in this ol' flesh-n-bone
And I can't believe he bled a river for me
Lord don't let me go down with the wreckage
Oh don't let me go down with the wreckage
Feel like i'm goin down with the wreckage

Every Dawg lyrics - Corey Smith

A long ride back from Jacksonville
500 miles from a game we should've won
Man we ought a burn down that stadium
Thought this year was gonna be ours
Talking too much junk in those Florida bars
Now I'm stunned
man I wish it was 1981,

now I know why they say
every dog has his days
can't win every game we play
but every dog has his days

Longing for those glory days
like the one he cried run Lindsay Run
I was too young to be there but I'm sure it was fun
I bet that crowd was flyin high
And I bet Glory to ol' Georgia was cried as the band played
Man I wish I could feel that way today

now I know why they say
every dog has his days
can't win every game we play
but every dog has his days

and I played back my favorite victories
like that last minute win up in Tennessee
I bet them hob nails hurt like hell
And I got sweet memories of 2002 won the SEC
And the sugar bowl too
Man we had a ball down on Bourbon Street
Ooh, those were the days

Just got my tickets in the mail
Septembers coming fast and I can hardly wait
They say these guys they might take us all the way
And if they do I'll be flying high
and there'll probably be a happy tear in my eye but rain or shine
I'll be yellin' go Dawgs from the 20 yard line, and

I know why they say
every dog has his days
can't win every game we play
but every dog has his days

and we'll be singing
Glory, Glory to ol' Georgia
Glory, Glory to ol' Georgia
Glory, Glory to ol' Georgia
Oh Georgia Hail to the