Southern Style (2015)

  • 1

    Homegrown Honey

    Written by Darius Rucker, Nathan Chapman and Charles Kelley

    Sitting at a bar in New York City
    Everybody here looking New York pretty
    But you're the kinda girl that's got that something
    Dancing to the groove like it just ain't nothing
    They ain't never seen nothing quite like you
    Long stem legs in your cowboy boots
    Throwing back whiskey straight, no water
    Girl there ain't nothing hotter

    Chorus:
    Ooh, I dig the way that you move
    You shake it down to your roots
    Did your momma teach you how to do that thing you do
    Yeah, nothing sweeter than wild
    I'll take a sip of that smile
    I'll bet the boys at home can't leave you alone
    You little homegrown honey, honey, honey
    You're so money, money, money
    You got a country road Carolina soul
    Baby, you're just so homegrown

    Trying to think of something cool to say
    Turned around and saw you walking my way
    Pulled me on the floor saying, "Son it's on"
    And we were dancing all night long
    To a sweet old Alabama song

    Repeat Chorus

    Ooh baby, baby, baby
    You're driving me crazy, crazy, crazy
    I'm a long way away from where I'm from
    But baby you feel like home

    Repeat Chorus

    You're so money, money, money
    You got a country road Carolina soul
    Baby, you're just so homegrown
  • 2

    Good For a Good Time

    Written by Darius Rucker, Kendall Marvel and Jeremy Spillman

    I ain't ever been accused of recusing myself from a Friday night
    Don't need no excuse to go out and cut loose beneath the neon light
    Ain't got to twist my arm to get me off the farm
    Just say the word, I bet I’ll beat you to the bar

    Chorus:
    I'm up for just about anything as long as it's almost legal
    I can fit in with any old crowd, long as there's a party, they're my kind of people
    So if you're down with painting the town, I'll be around all night
    You know I'm always good for a good time

    I'm a pretty good guy in my nine to five, always walking the line
    I'll lend a helping hand to a stranger or a friend if they need mine
    You can count on me buddy, I'm free
    If you've got a bead on a party in need

    Repeat Chorus

    When it comes to a good time, you know what they say
    It's never too early, it's never too late
    So if you're down with painting the town, I'll be around all night
    You know I'm always good for a good time
    You know I’m always good for a good time
  • 3

    Baby I'm Right (feat. Mallary Hope)

    Written by Darius Rucker, Mark Nesler and Brian Phillip White

    Heaven knows that I'm usually wrong
    And you're the first one to point it out
    Don't even try to act like you don't know
    What it is I'm talking 'bout
    You know that I'm no know-it-all
    But when I first saw you I thought

    Chorus:
    This could be the start of something beautiful
    This could be the start of something magical
    The kind of thing you look for all of your life
    This could be the start of something so unreal
    This could be finally the real deal
    I guess now and then
    Baby, I'm right

    Don't wanna really put you right on the spot
    But I love the look you're giving me
    I'm no genius but I know what we've got
    That special kind of chemistry
    Go on and roll those hazel brown eyes
    Let's see where we're going tonight

    Repeat Chorus

    Just admit it
    I ain't always wrong
    Me being right kinda turns you on

    Repeat Chorus

    Yeah, I guess now and then
    You let me be right
  • 4

    Southern Style

    Written by Tim James and Rivers Rutherford

    Sun kissed hair and not much makeup
    High-heeled boots that lace up
    Two first names that came from
    Her grandmas on both sides
    She ain't ever read much Faulkner
    But she could've been his daughter
    She grew up on muddy water
    Southern style

    Chorus:
    Southern style, free and easy
    Southern style, warm and breezy
    If you met her, man believe me
    You'd want her to stay a while
    Says, she don't believe in strangers
    Only sinners with a savior
    'Cause her mom and daddy raised her
    Southern style

    She's a Friday night light lover
    A Billy Graham fan like her mother
    She wants her daddy and both brothers
    To walk her down the aisle
    She loves oysters raw for dinner
    Lil’ Wayne and Lynyrd Skynyrd
    She keeps her tan lines in the winter
    Southern style

    Repeat Chorus x2

    You can love her, you can hate her
    But you ain’t ever gonna change her
    If you want her then you'll take her
    Southern style
  • 5

    High On Life

    Written by Darius Rucker, Jessi Alexander and Josh Thompson

    It's been five days since I shaved, I swear
    My hair's gettin' long but I don't care
    Lawn chair sittin’, ain't going nowhere
    A big old smile on my face
    Pointin' out pictures in a cloudy sky
    Cravin’ me a piece of that pecan pie
    Might lay in the grass and kill some time
    Looking like I'm in a daze
    But it ain't no purple haze

    Chorus:
    I ain't stoned on what you think
    Just an afternoon sun that's starting to sink
    I ain't drunk on nothing you can buy
    Just a kiss from a woman and a look in her eye

    Chorus
    What I'm on you don't need much
    It's a little goes a long way kinda stuff
    Yeah, I'm breathing, yeah, I'm feeling alright
    I'm high on life

    Gettin' buzzed by this bumble bee flying around
    My day in the sun is my night on the town
    Just me waking up is me getting down
    Spinning like a tilt-a-whirl
    Sitting on top of the world

    Repeat Chorus
    I ain't saying that stuff is bad
    But it's so low compared to the highs I have
    Counting my blessings, kicking back
    Sipping on sweet tea in a glass
    And watching my baby laugh
    Don't get much better than that

    Repeat Chorus

    I'm finally believing what I'm seeing
    That's why
    I'm high on life
    Oh, high on life
  • 6

    Perfect

    Written by Darius Rucker, Rhett Akins and Ashley Gorley

    You didn't see me walkin' in
    You’re lookin' in the mirror and
    You look perfect
    Haven't put on your makeup yet
    You’re sayin', how your hair's a mess
    But you look perfect

    Chorus:
    You don't see what I see when I look at you girl
    You don't know how beautiful you are
    You're never ready and you need more time
    You say your jeans never fit you right
    But your eyes and your shy little smile and your own kinda style
    It's so perfect

    I hear you singin' to the radio
    Sometimes you miss a couple high notes
    But it sounds perfect
    And when we go out and
    Everywhere's too crowded
    And we just end up drivin' around
    Oh baby, it's still perfect
    Repeat Chorus

    Your touch and your kiss
    And your skin and your lips and your name, yeah
    All the little imperfections you wish you could change
    Yeah, every little everything

    You don't see what I see when I look at you girl
    You don't know how beautiful you are
    You're never ready and you need more time
    You say nothin’ ever fits you right
    But your eyes and your shy little smile and your own kinda style, yeah
    And your touch and your kiss and your skin they all drive me wild

    You’re perfect, perfect
    All so perfect, yeah
    Perfect, perfect
    Oh, you’re perfect
  • 7

    You, Me and My Guitar

    Written by Darius Rucker, Rhett Akins and Ashley Gorley

    Tonight, let's let party people do
    Whatever party people do
    Just wanna be somewhere with you
    Without the crowd
    Tonight, let's go hit our favorite spot
    Let our feet swing off that dock
    This old six string's all I’ve got
    And that's all we need

    Chorus:
    Make a list of your favorite songs
    I can play and you can sing along
    Don't even matter if we get 'em wrong
    Ain't nobody listenin' but the moon
    And all the stars
    Baby, we don't need no bar
    All we need is this here jar
    You and me and my guitar

    I wanna feel
    That sweet, sweet southern breeze
    Blowin' through those live oak trees
    Feel that grass under our feet
    While we're walkin' down
    I can't wait
    To see the smile there on your face
    When I open up that case
    Yeah, tune it up and play
    With the crickets keepin' time

    Repeat Chorus

    Girl, you know, I love to show you off
    Underneath the lights downtown
    But now and then, I like slippin' off
    Where there ain't nobody around
    But you and me
    Just you and me and my guitar
    And the moon and the stars and you and me, now baby

    Repeat Chorus

    You and me and my guitar
    You and me and my guitar
    And the moon and the stars
    You and me and my guitar
  • 8

    Low Country

    Written by Darius Rucker, Blair Daly, Hillary Lindsey and Troy Verges

    Baby, all these city lights
    Are losing their shine
    I need a little bit a get outta here
    A little slow unwind
    A little salt air and a sand bar
    A lawn chair and a guitar
    Singing la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
    All night long
    All night

    Chorus:
    I wanna get high
    On some low country
    Where the sun meets the water
    And the nights get hotter
    Sounds right on the money
    Let's let that tide take us for a ride
    Girl, wherever it wants to
    I wanna get high
    On some low country with you

    Down there where the warm wind blows
    Through the cypress trees
    You take your worries like the pennies in your pocket
    And you, you throw 'em in the sea
    Get a sweet buzz from your long kiss Better than any rum hitting my lips
    Singing la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
    All night long
    All night

    Repeat Chorus

    Ain't it funny how life can be crazy
    Come on, let's get gone
    'Cause the days are getting long and the nights are getting hazy
    Come on, let's hold on

    Repeat Chorus

    Yeah, low country with you, oh, yeah
    Low country with you
    My low country with you
    Yeah, I love my low country with you
  • 9

    Need You More

    Written by Darius Rucker, Deric Ruttan and Jonathan Singleton

    Kinda like eighteen wheels need a blacktop
    A bad part of town needs a good cop
    Kinda like a romantic night and a sunset
    Candlelight and a silhouette in the door
    But I need you more
    Kinda like a cup of coffee needs the a.m.
    Hard times need a good friend
    Kinda like a sinner’s prayer when hopes gone
    From a midnight drunk kneeling on a jailhouse floor

    Chorus:
    I need you more
    Every touch, every kiss, every time
    Your lips meet mine
    I need you more
    Every look my way
    Every second of the day that goes by
    Even holding you tight in the middle of the night
    You say, how much you need me
    Baby, believe me
    I need you more

    Kinda like a country road needs an old church
    Carolina needs a red dirt
    Kinda like daybreak needs a sunrise
    Old dogs and rocking chairs need the porch

    Repeat Chorus

    Kinda like a stormy night needs a lighthouse
    Tall ships and driftwood need a shore

    Repeat Chorus

    I need you more
    I need you more
    I need you more
  • 10

    Half Full Dixie Cup

    Written by Darius Rucker, Monty Criswell and Frank Rogers

    That bucket of bolts in the driveway
    It's old but it's still fast
    And the weeds out in the front yard
    When they're green, they look like grass
    And this house we got
    Well, it sure could use a couple shingles and a can of paint
    But looking on the bright side
    We're dry every time it rains

    Chorus:
    Yeah, I'm kicked back on the front porch
    Drinking up this sunset
    We ain't got a whole lot
    But we got what we need
    Yeah, I'm smiling 'cause I've been blessed
    Sipping on the good stuff
    This ain't a glass half empty thing
    It's a half full Dixie cup

    Kids chasing around that old dog
    Being loud and dragging out toys
    But you're missing out on a sweet sound
    If all you hear is noise
    And their mama sitting here beside me
    Laughs and says, ain't it funny
    Some people I know, well, they're flat broke
    'Cause all they got is money

    Repeat Chorus

    Some days I fall by the wayside
    And let the devil have his way
    He puts a hole in my cup
    But this ain't one of those days, no

    Well, I'm kicked back on the front porch
    I'm drinking up this sunset
    Hey, we ain't got a whole lot
    But we got what we need
    Yeah, I'm smiling 'cause I've been blessed
    I'm sipping on the good stuff
    Hey, this ain't a glass half empty thing
    It's a half full Dixie cup

    Yeah, I'm smiling 'cause I've been blessed
    I'm sipping on the good stuff
    Hey, this ain't a glass half empty thing
    It's a half full Dixie cup
    It's a half full Dixie cup
  • 11

    Lighter Up

    Written by Darius Rucker, Blake Bollinger and Drew Davis

    I remember that long line
    Camping out there all night
    Just for a chance to see that hair band
    Got tickets for my first show
    Didn't care about the back row
    The day finally came
    It was all worth the wait
    Never heard nothing so loud
    As the roar of the crowd
    When the lights went down
    And we all pulled 'em all out

    Chorus:
    Lighter up
    Feel the love
    Everybody swaying
    Ridin' that wave
    So alive
    With the fire
    We raised them high
    And burned the night
    Lighter up
    Lighter up

    Hit the stage with that first song
    Never felt a groove so strong
    Lights were so bright
    We were coming alive
    The words we didn't know-oh-oh
    We all just said who-oh-oh
    Then she grabbed my hand
    We started to dance
    Never seen nothing like the roar of the flames
    She gave me a kiss before she gave me her name

    Repeat Chorus

    And just like the show-oh-oh
    We didn't take it slow-oh-oh
    I bathed in her eyes
    Even watched the sunrise

    Repeat Chorus X2

    Lighter up
  • 12

    You Can Have Charleston

    Written by Darius Rucker and Frank Rogers

    You can have Charleston
    The cobblestone streets
    The steeples looking down
    On the Battery
    The Topsails and the Clydesdales
    Pulling people all around
    The ocean breeze and the live oak trees
    God, I'm gonna miss this town, but
    You can have Charleston

    I'll pack up and leave
    Maybe find a spot on the West Coast
    Give you lots of room to breathe
    With your new life and your new love
    I won't get in your way
    I'll just wish you well and try like hell
    To smile and walk away, from

    My home, my heart
    Where I was born, where I was raised
    Where one day they're gonna take my body
    And lay it in a grave
    My soul, don't wanna go But it's got to be this way
    It's gonna break my heart to say, goodbye
    But it'll kill me if I stay

    You can have Charleston
    It's really for the best
    Girl, it's your town now
    Plus I could never rest
    There're too many ghosts on this old coast
    Too many memories
    It's where we met and we fell in love It's where you cut me deep and made me bleed

    From time to time
    I might be passing through
    But I promise you
    That's all I'll do

    You can have Charleston
    I'll take these broken dreams
    Load 'em in up in a suitcase
    And see where it leads
    Take 26 until I get
    A million miles away
    Try and start over
    In a brand new place
  • 13

    So I Sang

    Written by Darius Rucker, Tim James and Rivers Rutherford

    I never was the biggest or the fastest guy
    I never hit a homerun when the game was tied
    I knew from an early age I wasn't going to be
    A doctor or the CEO of anything

    So I sang, "She Believes In Me"
    And I played, "Fire On The Mountain"
    'Til I made my fingers bleed
    I tried to stand out from the crowd
    But most times I just struck out at the plate
    So I sang

    I wasn't cool enough to be a ladies man
    It took me forever just to hold her hand
    First time we kissed, she whispered, I love you
    But I wasn't brave enough to say, I loved her too

    So I sang, "You Are So Beautiful To Me"
    And I played every note to "Faithfully"
    I loved her with everything
    But I couldn't think of anything to say
    So I sang

    No one believed in me as much as Mom
    See, she worked overtime to buy my first guitar
    When the angels called her home
    My sister asked if I would speak
    But there were no words to say how much she meant to me

    So I sang, "It Is Well With My Soul"
    And I played, "I'm So Tired Of Being Alone"
    'Cause those were Mama's favorite songs
    And what I felt would take too long to say
    So I sang

    Yes, I sang
    So I sang
  • 14

    Down Here

    Written by Darius Rucker, Ryan Hurd and Frank Rogers

    Down here where the cattails grow
    Down here where the kudzu grows

    The shrimp’s goin' in the low country boil
    Radio playin' Haggard and Jones on a Saturday night, we're doin' alright
    Fire up the Coleman ice down the long necks, it's goin' down out on the back deck
    Everything's fine, in the southern moonlight

    Chorus:
    It feels so good, with that cool breeze blowin' around
    There ain't nothing wrong, with what's goin' on right now
    We got family, we got friends, we got ice cold beer
    I'm sure heavens nice, but tonight it ain't too bad down here

    Starlight eyes sitting at the table
    White cotton dress wrapped around an angel
    Look at that smile, so beautiful without havin' to try
    She gives a little wink stars walkin' over
    Hand on my hip head on my shoulder
    It ain't nothing like, her by my side

    Repeat Chorus

    Down here where the cattails grow, and the kudzu rows
    And the moon shines clear
    Might not be the streets of gold, but it ain't too bad, no
    Down here where the cattails grow, and the kudzu rows
    And the moon shines clear
    Might not be the streets of gold, but it ain't too bad down here

    Repeat Chorus

    Ain't too bad down here, no, ‘cause
    We got family, we got friends, we got ice cold beer
    Yeah in my heart I know heaven’s nice
    But it ain't too bad down here
  • 15

    It's All Over

    Written by Darius Rucker, Patrick Davis, Eric Gunderson and James Otto

    Hear footsteps creeping and
    The clock says it's four am
    Ain't gonna let it slide again
    This time, this time
    No more pretending that
    I don't know where you're at
    I can't ignore the fact

    Chorus:
    It's all over your face
    The lipstick and the lies
    The truth you try to hide
    But you just can't, just can't fake
    The feelings you don't feel
    Try to hide it but it's still
    All over, all over your face

    Whole town’s been whispering
    But I wasn't listening
    Like a fool I was blinded, blinded
    By the alibis you gave
    And all the games you played
    This time you can't be saved

    Repeat Chorus

    So don't even start your pleadin’ and cryin’
    Cause what you're selling baby I ain't buyin’
    It's all over your face, yeah

    Repeat Chorus

    Oh yeah, oh it's all over your face
    The lipstick and the lies
    Lipstick and the lies