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