Charleston, SC 1966 (2010)

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    This

    Written by Darius Rucker, Kara DioGuardi and Frank Rogers

    Got a baby girl sleepin' in my bedroom
    And her momma laughing in my arms
    There's a sound of rain on the rooftop
    And the game's about to start
    I don't really know how I got here
    But I'm so glad that I did
    And it's crazy to think that one little thing
    Could have changed all of this

    Maybe it didn't turn out like I planned
    Maybe that's why I'm such, such a lucky man

    Chorus:
    Every stoplight I didn't make
    Every chance I did or I didn't take
    All the nights I went too far
    All the girls that broke my heart
    All the doors that I had to close
    All the things I knew but I didn't know
    Thank God for all I missed
    'Cause it led me here to this

    Like the girl that I loved in high school
    Who said she could do better
    Or the college I wanted to go to
    Till I got that letter
    All the fights and the tears and the heartache
    I thought I'd never get through
    And the moment I almost gave up
    All led me here to you
    I didn't understand it way back when
    But sittin' here right now
    It all makes perfect sense

    Repeat Chorus

    Oh I cried when my momma passed away
    And now I got an angel
    Looking out for me today
    So nothing's a mistake

    Repeat Chorus

    It led me here to this
  • 2

    Come Back Song

    Written by Darius Rucker, Casey Beathard and Chris Stapleton

    I woke up again this morning
    And wouldn't you know it, pouring rain
    I went and burned a pot of coffee
    And like us I poured it down the drain

    Chorus:
    'Cause I didn't know I needed you so
    And letting you go was wrong
    And baby I know you got your radio on
    So this is my my bad, come back song

    I know I've said I wouldn't miss you
    But now I'm saying I'm a fool
    You're on the feel good side of leaving
    And I'm the backside of a mule

    And I didn't know I needed you so
    And letting you go was wrong
    And baby I know you got your radio on
    So this is my so sad come back song

    And now I'm laying down without you
    In this king size empty bed
    And I wish I had my arms around you
    But I'll just dream of you instead

    'Cause I didn't know I needed you so
    And letting you go was wrong
    And baby I know you got your radio on
    So this is my get back, come back

    Hey, I didn't know I needed you so
    And letting you go and letting you go was wrong
    And baby I know you got your radio on
    So this is my my bad, come back, song

    Oh yeah yeah

    I know I said I wouldn't miss you
    I said I wouldn't miss you girl, yeah

    Na na na na na na na
    Na na na na na na na
    Na na na na na na na

    We all sang na na na na na na na
    Na na na na na na na
    Na na na na na, yeah

    Come on now
    So this is my get back, come back, song
  • 3

    Might Get Lucky

    Written by Darius Rucker, Jay Clementi and Radney Foster

    I'll chase the kids around the yard all afternoon
    Put away the dishes so she don't have to
    Fix the screen door on the porch
    Like I said I'd do

    Tell her I don't know how you do it, baby, when I'm gone
    Dance her 'round the kitchen to a George Strait song
    Sneak a kiss on the back of the neck
    Like we were alone
    And if I'm right on the money
    You know I might get lucky

    Chorus:
    There's a window of opportunity between
    When the kids are tucked in
    And a half glass of Chardonnay
    She knows what I'm thinking
    Reads me like a book
    But the key to get a second look
    And a come here honey
    Is treat her right in the daylight
    And I might get lucky

    Well, I work out on the road
    And it wears us thin
    She wonders when I'm leaving
    Even when I'm walking in

    So we set aside time
    To get to know each other again
    And if I play my cards right
    I know it sounds kind of funny
    But I might get lucky

    Repeat Chorus

    Someday she might wake up and see
    She's way out of my league
    But then again maybe she won't
    You know I might get lucky, yeah

    Repeat Chorus

    I might get lucky
    I might get lucky
    I might get lucky
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    Whiskey And You

    Written by Darius Rucker and Frank Rogers

    Always there when my world starts closing in
    Something to hold no matter how long it's been
    Gets me high then knocks me to the ground
    Soothes my mind and then begins to break me down

    Chorus:
    Whiskey and you
    Ain't nothing I can do
    But come crawling back to
    Whiskey and you

    I never asked you to love me
    I never begged you to stay
    But I never want you to leave me
    I wouldn't have it any other way

    Repeat Chorus

    As darkness finds the candle
    And the flame stops flickering
    Girl I know and I hope
    It won't be too long 'til we light it up again

    Repeat Chorus

    Whiskey and you
    There ain't nothing, there ain't nothing I can do
    But I keep crawling, I keep coming back to
    Whiskey and you
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    Southern State Of Mind

    Written by Darius Rucker, Chris DuBois and Ashley Gorley

    I was up in New York City
    Just the other week
    You should've seen the waitress face
    When I ordered sweet tea
    She said, "We don't have that here"
    And I apologized
    I said, "Please forgive me
    I'm in a southern state of mind"

    And those girls out in California
    They don't understand
    They don't like it when I hold the door
    Or when I say yes ma'am

    They act like I've done something wrong
    And they give me the evil eye
    I say, "Honey, I'm sorry
    I'm in a southern state of mind"

    I could be anywhere
    In my heart I'm always there
    Where they drink sweet tea
    And they raise you to be polite
    No changin' who I am
    That's the way I've always been
    No matter what state I'm in
    I'm in a southern state of mind

    I'm always walkin' 'round
    Tellin' everybody hi
    Just a wavin' at the strangers
    In the cars passin' by

    Some people may look at me
    And say that boy just ain't right
    Hey, y'all, I ain't crazy
    I'm in a southern state of mind

    I could be anywhere
    In my heart I'm always there
    Where you know everybody
    If you don't then you're still polite
    No changin' who I am
    That's the way I've always been
    No matter what state I'm in
    I'm in a southern state of mind

    You can see it in the clothes I wear
    You can hear it when I talk
    Ball cap, boots and jeans
    And a little southern drawl

    I could be up in Ohio
    Or back home in Caroline
    No matter what state I'm in
    I'm in a southern state of mind
    Don't matter what state I'm in
    I'm in a southern state of mind

    Yeah, alright
    A southern state of mind
    Come on, come on, oh

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    Love Will Do That

    Written by Darius Rucker, Frank Rogers and Don Sampson

    The second I saw you
    What was important wasn't important no more
    Love will do that
    Love will do that

    Made the ole moon burn brighter, led to all-nighters
    Made sleeping a thing of the past
    Love will do that
    Love will do that

    Chorus:
    It changes everything
    Makes the angels sing
    Puts the past in the past
    It'll drive you crazy
    Sometimes it just makes you laugh
    Yeah, love will do that

    Turns minutes to hours
    Days into years
    Gets time to moving so fast
    Love will do that

    It makes you move mountains or not an inch
    Life's good right where we're at
    Love will do that
    Love will do that

    Repeat Chorus

    It'll give you a sunset and an old rockin' chair
    A hand to hold while you're looking back
    Love will do that
    Love will do that

    Repeat Chorus

    Oh, I know, I know, I know, love will do that
    Love will do that
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    The Craziest Thing

    Written by Darius Rucker, Monty Criswell and Frank Rogers

    Way back when she did a hundred and ten
    In her dad's old Chevrolet
    And she once climbed, way up high
    To paint her name on a water tank

    She's got that little red rose
    On her big toe, tattooed in Myrtle Beach
    Went to Mardi Gras with the mother-in-law
    Got a suitcase full of beads

    She's walked on fire
    And jumped out of planes for fun
    But loving me is the craziest thing
    That she's ever done

    Chorus:
    She's living on faith
    I'm chasing my dreams
    I fly and fall
    Till I unravel at the seams
    She never played it safe
    Never walked when she could run
    But loving me is the craziest thing
    That she's ever done

    Left the bright lights drove down 95
    To a sleepy southern town
    Gave up a sweet gig to have a couple kids
    Chasing her around

    All her friends roll their eyes and grin
    When she says that I'm the one
    They say loving me is the craziest thing
    That she's ever done

    Repeat Chorus

    She likes walking on a tightrope
    Dancing on a ledge
    But she knows I'll catch her
    If she falls off the edge

    Repeat Chorus

    Yeah, loving me is the wildest thing
    That she's ever done
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    Things I'd Never Do

    Written by Darius Rucker, Clay Mills and Frank Rogers

    I'd never leave the perfect girl
    Or rip apart the perfect world
    Just up and leave in the middle of a song

    I'd never pack my things in a Silverado
    Drive on out to Colorado
    Just to find some freedom I thought was gone
    Ooh, there are things I'd never do

    Chorus:
    But here I am in this hotel room
    Thinking 'bout you and what I've done
    Oh, what have I done?
    Head in my hands, thinking about a lot of things
    I wish that I could change
    It's sad but it's true
    I've done a lot of things I'd never do

    I'd never ever work so much
    That I'd lose sight, I'd lose touch
    Of everything a man could ever want
    I'd never lose my cool and say
    Those words that cut just like a blade
    And leave you dying, crying all alone

    Repeat Chorus

    Oh, I'd never do

    Here I am in this hotel room
    Thinking 'bout you and what I've done
    What have I done?

    Head in my hands, thinking about a lot of things
    I wish that I could change
    It's sad, sad but true
    I've done a lot of things, a whole lot of things I'd never do

    I'd never leave the perfect girl
    Or rip apart the perfect world
    Just up and leave in the middle of a song
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    We All Fall Down

    Written by Darius Rucker and Kim Tribble

    What makes a man
    Work till his kids get too old to kiss and hug
    Keep on climbing that imaginary mountain
    When is enough, enough
    What makes a man build a kingdom
    Only to lose his woman
    How high is too high how big is too big
    How far will we go just to slip off the edge

    Chorus:
    Yeah, we all fall down, life takes us out
    The sky starts spinning
    When our heads get above the clouds
    The higher we fly the harder it feels
    When we hit the ground
    Yeah, we all fall down
    Yeah, we all fall down

    How does a man pick himself up
    When he's let himself down
    Tell me where does he find the courage
    To turn his world back around

    Will he break down and cry like someone just died
    What can he say about the man he used to be
    When he can't even speak though he's dying to scream

    Repeat Chorus

    He's the only one to blame
    And the only one who knows
    How low he must go
    To win back his soul

    Yeah, we all fall down
    Yeah, we all fall down
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    I Don't Care (featuring Brad Paisley)

    Written by Darius Rucker, Chris DuBois and Brad Paisley

    Is 10 o'clock in the morning too early to drink beer?
    I don't know and I don't care
    When a girl walks by in a two piece, is it impolite to stare?
    I don't know and I don't care

    I don't know what beach this is
    I don't know what day this is
    I don't know if I packed enough clothes to wear
    And I don't care

    Hey, man, do you think those are real
    Or do you think they're fake?
    You mean those, right there?
    I don't know and I don't care

    Do you want the blonde or the brunette
    Or the one with the long, red hair?
    I don't know and I don't care

    I don't know what her name is
    I don't know where she learned to kiss
    I don't know if that's her boyfriend over there
    And I don't care

    Is 4 o'clock in the morning too late to drink beer?
    I don't know, but you know what? I don't care

    I don't know the last time I ate
    I don't know how I'm still awake
    I don't know how long a man can live on beer

    Man, I don't know where I left my phone
    I don't know when we're goin' home
    I don't know if I've still got a job up there
    And I don't care, I don't care
    I don't know and I don't care

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    She's Beautiful

    Written by Darius Rucker, Brett Jones and Frank Rogers

    Have you ever seen
    A prairie wind make a wave
    On a wheat field
    Bringing needed rain

    Have you ever seen
    A mama stop a baby's cry
    With just the touch
    And a whisper of his name
    When she looks at me
    That's what I see

    Chorus:
    She's beautiful like that
    Like a winter rose, snow on the ground
    I was blessed the day I found her
    I'm one lucky man
    'Cause the more I know, the more I need her
    The more I love, the more I see
    Her heart is a shining star
    She's beautiful like that

    Have you ever seen
    A purple sky, sun coming up
    Bringing new life
    To everything it shines on

    Have you ever seen
    A couple after fifty years
    Laughing and holding hands
    Still going strong

    Well, the reason why
    I'll love her 'til the day I die

    Repeat Chorus

    The sound of a church bell
    The road that leads back home
    An unspoken promise
    You'll never be alone

    Repeat Chorus

    She's beautiful like that
    She's beautiful like that
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    I Got Nothin'

    Written by Darius Rucker and Clay Mills

    It's my third cup of coffee
    The fifth time I said I'm sorry
    The sun slowly peakin' through the glasses
    Says we've been up all night

    We both know where this is going
    It's been a long time coming
    Is it really over?
    Is this really goodbye?
    Maybe I should say something
    Maybe you'd change your mind
    Maybe, maybe
    Buy a little more time

    Chorus:
    But I got nothing
    No magic words
    To stop your leaving
    To end this hurt
    I'm just blank
    I'm staring into space
    Prayin' please, please let me think of something
    'Cause I got nothing

    I watch you pack your things
    You look down at your ring
    Slowly slip it off and then
    You lay it on our bed

    Maybe I should pick it up
    And get down on my knees
    Tell you what you wanna hear
    And give you what you need

    Repeat Chorus

    You're almost at the door
    And you stop and turn around
    Your eyes are begging me
    Please say something right now

    But I got nothing
    No magic words
    To stop your leaving
    And I can't end this hurt
    I'm just blank
    I'm staring into space
    Praying please, please let me think of something
    'Cause if you go
    I got nothin'
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    In A Big Way

    Written by Darius Rucker and Casey Beathard

    I signed up to see this world
    Through the windows of buses and planes
    Ever since they called my number
    I've been living in the fast lane

    Yeah, it's a dream come true
    I'm a lucky man
    And I love this roll I'm on
    But I do run out of gas
    Can only run so fast so long ‘till

    Chorus:
    I need some front porch rockin'
    Some back road walkin'
    Some sittin' 'round talkin' 'bout nothin'
    I need some screen door slammin'
    Some home made jam and
    Some biscuits cookin' in the oven
    I need a little fun with my little ones
    A little gospel on Sunday
    I need some hangin' 'round my little town
    In a big way

    I may wake in the mornin' in Dallas
    I went to bed in Tennessee
    Need someone tellin' me where I am sometimes
    And where I'm supposed to be

    Sometimes I wanna be George Jones
    Sometimes Charlie Pride
    But all I want to be right now
    Is with my baby tonight ‘cause

    Repeat Chorus

    Oh, in a big way

    You know I can't complain
    (I can't complain)
    I love this crazy dream but

    Repeat Chorus

    In a big way

    I need some front porch rockin'
    I need some back road walkin'
    I need some sittin' around talkin' about nothin'
    About nothin', really nothin' at all
    Oh yeah
  • 14

    Let Her Cry (from CMT Invitation Only)

    Written by Darius Rucker, Mark Bryan, Dean Felber and Jim Sonefeld

    She sits alone by a lamp post
    Tryin' to find the thought that's escaped her mind
    She says, "Dad's the one I love the most
    But Stipe's not far behind."

    She never lets me in, only tells me where she's been
    When she's had too much to drink
    I say that I don't care, I just run my hands through her dark hair
    Then I pray to God you gotta help me fly away

    Chorus:
    And just let her cry if the tears fall down like rain
    Let her sing if it eases all her pain
    Let her go, let her walk right out on me
    And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be, let her be

    This morning I woke up alone, found a note standing by the phone
    Sayin', "Maybe, maybe I'll be back someday."
    I wanted to look for you
    You walked in, I didn't know just what I should do
    So I sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself

    Chorus:
    Sayin' let her cry if the tears fall down like rain
    Let her sing if it eases all her pain
    Let her go, let her walk right out on me
    And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be, let her be
    No, no, no, no

    Chorus:
    Let her cry let her cry if the tears fall down like rain
    Let her sing if it eases all her pain
    Let her go, let her walk right out on me
    And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be, ah

    Last night I tried to leave, cried so much I could not believe
    She was the same girl I fell in love with long ago
    She went in the back to get high
    I sat down on my couch and cried, yellin'
    "Oh, mama, please help me."
    Won't you hold my hand and

    Chorus:
    Let her cry if the tears fall down like rain
    Let her sing if it eases all her pain
    Let her go, let her walk right out on me
    And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be

    Let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain
    Let her sing, if it eases all her pain
    Let her go, let her walk right out on me
    And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be
    Ah, let her be

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    Family Tradition (from CMT Invitation Only)

    Written by Hank Williams, Jr.

    Country music singers
    Have always been a real close family
    But lately some of my kinfolk
    Have disowned a few others and me

    I guess it's because
    I kinda changed my direction
    And Lord, I guess I went
    And broke their family tradition
    They get on me want to know

    Hank, why do you drink?
    Hank, why do you roll smoke?
    Why must you live out
    The songs that you wrote?
    Over and over
    Everybody met my prediction
    So if I get stoned I'm just carryin'
    On an old family tradition

    I am very proud
    Of my daddy's name
    Although his kind of music
    And mine ain't exactly the same

    Stop and think it over
    Put yourself in my position
    If I get stoned and sing all night long
    It's a family tradition

    So don't ask me
    Hank, why do you drink?
    Hank, why do you roll smoke?
    Why must you live out
    The songs that you wrote?

    If I'm down in a honky tonk
    Some old slicks trying to give me friction
    I say leave me alone I'm singin' all night long
    It's a family tradition

    Lordy, I have loved some ladies
    And I have loved Jim Beam
    And they both tried to kill me in 1973

    When my doctor asked me
    "Son, how'd you get in this condition?"
    I said "Hey sawbones, I'm just carryin' on
    An old family tradition"

    So don't ask me
    Hank, why do you drink?
    Hank why do you roll smoke?
    Why must you live out
    The songs that you wrote?
    Stop and think it over
    Try to put yourself in my unique position
    If I get stoned and sing all night long
    It's a family tradition