Hillbilly Bone (feat. Trace Adkins) - Blake Shelton

Take me out to the ball game Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing (Strike one) Hey baby, do you do come here often? (Strike two) Hey baby, now what's your sign? (Strike three) Hold on now where you goin'? (He is out) Jimmy's out, next in line Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing (First Base) Why yes, I went to Harvard (safe) (Big league) I majored in pre-med (he's got a big lead) (Picked off) Just stayed for one semester (it's gonna be crazy) Tom's out, who's next? Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing it now Everybody strikes out nine times out of ten But you got to step up to the plate son 'Cause every now and then (Fast ball) She walked right up to me (here's the pitch) Said, could I take you home? (There is a drive) (Could be) Hey boys, I'll see you later (it could be, it... it is!) Goin', goin', goin', gone Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter Swing, batter, batter, swing Holy cow!

I am a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, no toil or danger In that bright world to which I go I'm going there to see my father I'm going there no more to roam I'm only going over to Jordan I'm only going over home Yes, Lord I know dark clouds will gather around me I know my way is rough and steep Yet beauteous fields lie just before me Where God's redeemed their vigils keep I'm going there to see my mother She said she'd meet me when I come I'm only going over to Jordan I'm only going over to home Goin' home now Oh, somebody show me the way home

We commandeer a corner table At our small town diner Just five or six old men throwin' out corny ol' one-liners They pat the heads of children Give friendly nods to strangers They sure seem quick to laugh Makes you think they're slow to anger Those guys were front-line brothers Their lives depended on each other They were soldiers long before they were men Yeah, the ones that somehow survived Came home, went on to build their lives Never chargin' us a penny for the debt we owe to them But you can almost smell the gun smoke And the foxholes that they shared On the days they raise their coffees And toast the empty chair They'll ask you where you're from What you do, what you've done But don't go thinkin' they're all talk 'Cause you wouldn't wanna piss them off Those guys were front-line brothers Their lives depended on each other They were soldiers long before they were men Yeah, the ones that somehow survived Came home, went on to build their lives Never chargin' us a penny for the debt we owe to them But you can almost smell the gun smoke And the foxholes that they shared On the days they raise their coffees And toast the empty chair They'll tell you anything you wanna know But there's one place they just won't go 'Cause they don't wanna ruin our dreams By tellin' us the things they've seen Those guys were front-line brothers Their lives depended on each other They were soldiers long before they were men Yeah, the ones that somehow survived Came home, went on to build their lives Never chargin' us a penny for the debt we owe to them And you can almost smell the gun smoke And the foxholes that they shared On the days they raise their coffees And toast the empty chair To the brother who ain't there We salute you

You're doin' all you can, to get in them old jeans You want that body back, you had at seventeen Baby, don't get down, don't you worry 'bout a thing 'Cause the way you fill 'em out, hey, that's all right with me I don't want the girl you used to be An' if you ain't noticed, the kids are fast asleep An' you're one hot mama You turn me on, let's turn it up An' turn this room into a sauna One hot mama Oh, what do you say, babe? You wanna? Well, I know sometimes you think, that all you really are Is the woman with the kids an' the groceries in the car An' you worry about your hips an' you worry about your age Meanwhile I'm tryin' to catch the breath you take away Oh, an' believe me, you still do Baby, all I see, when I look at you Is, one hot mama You turn me on, let's turn it up An' turn this room into a sauna One hot mama Oh, what do you say, babe? You wanna? I can't imagine me lovin' someone else I'm a lucky man I think Daddy's got himself One hot mama You turn me on, let's turn it up An' turn this room into a sauna One hot mama Oh, what do you say, babe? Oh, now, what do you say, babe? You wanna? You're one hot mama Let's turn this room into a sauna, yeah What do you say, babe? What do you say, babe? Hot mama, yeah

Where my country girls at? (Mister Worldwide) Where they at, where they at? (Luke Bryan) Where my country girls at? (Trace Adkins) Where they at, where they at? (This a classic) Where my country girls at? (Let's go!) Got the mud off my boots I got the smell good on Got the truck shined up See yourself in the chrome Cranking that key, about to get goin' Callin' all my boys on the phone Where the country girls at? Where they gon' be? The ones that like to dance The ones that like to drink Every homegrown ten, downhome pretty Holla on back, hit me with your twenty Where they're swinging them jeans To a hillbilly track Put me smack dab in the middle of that Drop a pin on the map, get me there fast Where the country girls at? Where's my Alabama red? Where's my Tennessee wild? Talkin' Tallahassee legs, ha I need a Georgia peach smile New York City, California coast Somebody let a brother know Where the country girls at? Where they gon' be? The ones that like to dance The ones that like to drink Every homegrown ten, downhome pretty Holla on back, hit me with your twenty Where they're swinging them jeans To a hillbilly track Put me smack dab in the middle of that Drop a pin on the map, get me there fast Where the country girls at? Where they at? Let's go! (Hey, oh, hey, oh) Oh, where are you, baby? Yeah, I'm talkin' Parking lot, dive bar Keg party, old barn All I know is I wanna go (Hit 'em, Pitbull) I'm at the NASCAR epicenter Daytona 500 Grand marshal track house represent (hands sweaty) White cones at the stage, I'm in the suite Next to the greatest of all time, baby, MJ (twenty-three) Blake Shelton, Tim McGraw, show me love Trace Adkins, Pitbull, Luke Bryan, throw 'em up (throw 'em up) Now where my country girls at? With their Daisy, Daisy Dukes Cowboy boots and their cowboys hats, I said (yeah, yeah) Where my country girls at? With their Daisy, Daisy Dukes Cowboy boots and their cowboys hats Where the country girls at? Where they gon' be? The ones that like to dance Ones that like to drink Every homegrown ten, downhome pretty Holla on back, hit me with your twenty Where they're swingin' them jeans To a hillbilly track Put me smack dab in the middle of that Drop a pin on the map, get me there fast Where the country girls at? Yeah, drop a pin on the map, get me there fast Where the country girls at? Where my country girls at? (Hey, hey, hey, hey) (Where they at?) Oh, where the country girls at? (Where my country girls at?) Where the country girls at? (Hey, hey, hey, hey) Got a little brother low The ones that like to hunt The ones that like to fish The ones that like to shake it to a song like this Where the country girls at? (Hey, hey, hey, hey) (Where they at?)

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Startin' from zero, got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove You got a fast car I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs Finally see what it means to be living See, my old man's got a problem He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working His body's too young to look like his Mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said, "somebody's got to take care of him" So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away? Still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruisin', entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job So I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car Is it fast enough so you can fly away? You still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way