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"The Outsiders" (2014)




The Outsiders lyrics - Eric Church

They’re the in crowd, we’re the other ones
It’s a different kind of cloth that we’re cut from
We let our colors show, where the numbers ain’t
We’re the paint where there ain’t supposed to be paint

That’s who we are
That’s how we roll
The Outsiders, The Outsiders

Our women get hot, and our leather gets stained
When we saddle up and ride 'em in the pouring rain
We’re the junkyard dogs, we’re the alley cats
Keep the wind at our front, and the hell at our back

That’s who we are
We do our talking, walk that walk
Wide open rocking
That’s how we roll

Our backs to the wall
A band of brothers
Together, alone, the Outsiders
We’re the riders, we’re the ones burning rubber off our tires.
Yeah, we’re the fighters, the all-nighters
So fire 'em up and get a lil higher

Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh

[Interlude]

We’re the bad news
We’re the young guns
We’re the ones that they told you to run from
Yeah, the player’s gonna play, and a haters gonna hate
And a regulators born to regulate
When it hits the fan, and it all goes down
And the gloves come off
You’re gonna find out just

Who we are
We do our talking, walk that walk
Wide open rocking
That’s how we roll

Our backs to the wall
A band of brothers
Together, alone, the outsiders

We’re the riders, we’re the ones burning rubber off our tires
Yeah, we’re the fighters, the all-nighters
So fire 'em up and get a lil higher

Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
The Outsiders
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
The Outsiders
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
You’re gonna know who we are

[Interlude]

Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh
The Outsiders
Woah-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh

[Interlude]

That’s who we are

A Man Who Was Gonna Die Young lyrics - Eric Church

[Verse 1:]
I like fast cars and sharp dreams
Chased a lot of crazy things
Left behind my share of broken pieces
This morning I turned 36
And when you just remember half of it
You wonder how you outlived Hank or Jesus

[Chorus:]
I put the rage in the river and the roll in the thunder
But you kept me from going under
When that current got too heavy
I always thought I'd be a heap of metal
In a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal
Sold for parts like a junkyard rusted-out Chevy
Fear, I've had none
What the hell made you wanna love
A man who was gonna die young

[Verse 2:]
In the mirror, I saw my surprise
Who knew gray hairs liked to hide
On a head that didn't think he'd live past thirty
If I make it thirty more, it's the brown that you'll be looking for
As you run your fingers through it and say, "Slow down, honey."

[Chorus:]
I put the rage in the river and the roll in the thunder
But you kept me from goin' under
When that current got too heavy
I always thought I'd be a heap of metal
In a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal
Sold for parts like a junkyard rusted-out Chevy
Fear, I've had none
What the hell made you wanna love
A man who was gonna die young

[Verse 3:]
Call it intuition, or call it crazy
Just thought by now I'd be pushing up daisies
But I'll gladly stick around if we're together
So baby, when you bow your head tonight
Could you tell the Lord I've changed my mind?
And with you I'd like to live forever

Cold One lyrics - Eric Church

It was a perfect day for the end of May, they say a record high
I was starin' at that green water when out of the blue and by surprise
She had her feet up on the cooler as she put our love on ice
She grabbed a beer, said, "I'm out of here," and walked out of my life

That was a cold one, I never will get back
If she had to leave, did she have to leave me one beer short of a twelve pack?
She left me hanging high and dry in that hell hot summer sun
Damn, babe, that was a cold one

It ain't the first time, or last time I watched love walk out
But it's damn sure the one time I still ain't forgot about
I still like to drink a beer but a long neck I won't do
Cause every time I see one sweating, man, I break out in one too

That was a cold one, I never will get back
If she had to leave, did she have to leave me one beer short of a twelve pack?
She left me hanging high and dry in that hell hot summer sun
Damn, babe, that was a cold one

That was a cold one, I never will get back
If she had to leave, did she have to leave me one beer short of a twelve pack?
She left me hanging high and dry in that hell hot summer sun
Damn, babe, that was a cold one

Damn, babe, that was a cold one

Roller Coaster Ride lyrics - Eric Church

A click clacking my heart keeps making an ominous sound
That chain keeps dragging me up just to drop me back down
I think I'm over the hump enough to see the other side
That's when another thought of you runs through my mind

Since you had to go, I've been on a roller coaster ride
Up and down I go, over you, then 'bout to lose my mind
It's out of control, round and round, upside down and down upside
Since you had to go, I've been on a roller coaster ride

Psychedelic trip, my stomach flips again and again
I'd love to give my ticket back, but I'm locked in
A white-knuckled grip, hangin' onto what's left of my life
I hate to think about the coming down when I'm up this high

Since you had to go, I've been on a roller coaster ride
Up and down I go, over you, then 'bout to lose my mind
Pain points his gun, and I hold my hands up high
Off the edge I go, on this roller coaster ride

Since you had to go, I've been on a roller coaster ride
Up and down I go, over you, then 'bout to lose my mind

It's out of control, round and round, upside down and down upside
Since you had to go, I've been on a roller coaster ride

Talladega lyrics - Eric Church

It was the summer before the real world started and,
The deal was we would get to go, if we
Cleaned it up, and got it running,
Daddy's old Winnebago.

Wing and a prayer down 65,
Five best friends on four bald tires,
I can still see Billy smiling
When we finally made it.

To Talladega, boys raise the
Whiskey in your glass, here's to turn it up,
Slowing down and cars that go real fast,

We were laughing and living, drinking and wishing,
And thinking as that checkered flag was waving,
Sure would like to stay in, Talladega.

Like a stone, time rolls on,
You can't hit pause, that's just the deal,
Most days in life don't stand out,
But life's about those days that will, like,

Rockin' Randall, gettin' rowdy,
Shooting roman candles at the man in the moon,
'Til the Alabama sun was breaking

Over Talladega, boys raise the
Whiskey in your glass, here's to turn it up,
Slowing down and cars that go real fast,

We were laughing and living, drinking and wishing,
And thinking as that checkered flag was waving,
Sure would like to stay in, Talladega.

When the winds grow cold and it blows October,
I think about us shoulder to shoulder,
Like those cars, my thoughts roll over and over and over,
In my mind

Tonight I'm in Talladega, boys raise the
Whiskey in your glass, here's to turn it up,
Slowing down and cars that go real fast,

We were laughing and living, drinking and wishing,
And thinking as that checkered flag was waving,
Sure would like to stay in, Talladega.

Broke Record lyrics - Eric Church

Your lips,
Your hips,
When you touch em to mine
Each and every time
I'm hypnotized,
I'll admit it

Your moves,
Your grooves
It's some deadly stuff,
I can't get enough
Girl your love's a drug,
I can't quit it

I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You've got my heart-heart skip-skip-skipping a beat
Run the needle through and hit, hit repeat
I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You're a song I gotta sing along with
And then when it gets to the end I gotta play it again and again

My friends are wearing thin
They're tired of hearing your name
It ain't a healthy thing,
This obsession that I'm living

So baby please,
Rescue me
I ain't never had
Nothing stuck in my head
Like this melody I keep hearing

I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You've got my heart-heart skip-skip-skipping a beat
Run the needle through and hit, hit repeat
I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You're a song I gotta sing along with
And then when it gets to the end I gotta play it again and again

Like a yo-yo-yo-yo babe it's what I feel like
Up and down, driving me crazy
Keep yank-yank-yanking my string-string baby baby
Don't stop, don't stop

I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You've got my heart-heart skip-skip-skipping a beat
Run the needle through and hit, hit repeat
I'm a broke record, a broke record.
You're a song I gotta sing along with
And then when it gets to the end I gotta play it again and again

Like A Wrecking Ball lyrics - Eric Church

I've, I've been gone, I've been gone too long
Singin' my songs on the road, another town
One more show then I'm coming home
Don't give a damn what these keys are for
I'm gonna knock down that front door and

I'm gonna find out what that house is made of
Been too many nights since it's felt us make love
I wanna rock some sheet rock
Knock some pictures off the wall
Love you baby like a wrecking ball

You, look at you, send me one more shot
Sittin' on a bathroom sink
Damn, you really turn me on
Painting your toenails pink
Easy baby for you to say
But if I can make it just one more day

That whole house is gonna be shakin'
I hope those bricks and boards can take it
But I won't be surprised
If the whole damn place just falls
Wanna rock you baby like a wrecking ball

And that old house is gonna be shakin'
Rafter rockin', foundation quakin'
Crash right through the front door
Back you up against the wall
Love you baby
Take it right there baby
Rock you baby like a wrecking ball

Dark Side lyrics - Eric Church

Over there in the shadow
Or hanging out in the corner of my mind
Stringing up the gallow
Waiting on me to cross that line

That man's dangerous as hell, a threat to himself
If he got out there'd be hell to pay
And that's why my dark side don't ever see the light of day

I slowed down on the whiskey
Cause there always came a point
When I'd have one too many,
Tear down every wall in that joint

I got a wife and got a son that don't know half the stuff I've done
And I pray that's the way it stays
And that's why my dark side don't ever see the light of day

You can blame it on my rebel raisin', blame it on the south
You can blame it on the words I try to keep here in my mouth
It takes a lot to start me up but once that hammer drops
You don't want to be the one that tries to make me stop

All you thugs and ugly mugs dealing drugs and making noise
You can kill each other all you want but if you touch my little boy
You begging for this bullet will be the last thing that you say
Before I let my dark side, ha ha, come out to play

That's Damn Rock & Roll lyrics - Eric Church

It ain't a needle in a vein
It ain't backstage sex
It ain't lines of cocaine on a private jet
It ain't havin' a posse full of hangers-on following you around
It ain't long hair, tattoos, playin' too loud
Naw

It ain't a middle finger on a t-shirt, the establishment's tryin' to sell
It's a guy with the balls who told the establishment to go to hell
It ain't about the money you make, when a record gets sold
It's about doin' it for nothin', 'cause it lives in your soul

That's damn rock and roll
That's damn rock and roll

It's a rock through a window
It's a riot in the street
It's a rebel revolution
That's fightin' for peace
It's burn-baby-burn
It's a brick in the wall
It's the first one to stand
And the last one to fall
It's a hip shakin' devil on a stage in Tupelo
It's doin' what you want, 'stead of doin' what you're told
It's a preacher burnin' records, tellin' folks they ought to pray
'Cause the shepherd bought a Gibson and lead the flock astray

That's damn rock and roll
Give all you've got till there ain't nothing left
That's damn rock and roll

Yeah, when the Clash crashed the party
And the party got loud
And the party turned into an angry crowd
Drowning demons feel no pain
Found Nirvana wasted shame
Gone too soon just like a song
Hendrix, Joplin, what went wrong?
Need some answers, right or wrong
Need something to blame it on
(Blame it on [x10])

That's damn rock and roll
(Give all you've got till there ain't nothing left)
That's damn rock and roll
(Woo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo, woo hoo)

Another day in another town
Load in the stage, and the lights, and the sound
Here they come boys, they opened doors
Count us off now Craig
(One, two, three, four)

That's damn rock and roll
Give all you've got till there ain't nothing left
That's damn rock and roll
Every ounce of your blood and your sweat
That's damn rock
That's damn rock and roll
Rock and roll
That's damn rock and roll
Rock and roll

Devil, Devil (Prelude: Princess Of Darkness) lyrics - Eric Church

["Prelude: Princess Of Darkness":]

This town, she is a temptress
A siren with gold eyes
She'll cut you with her kindness
Then she will bleed you with her lies

She's been called a glistening devil
And she's good at keeping score
If you make it, she's your savior
If you don't, she's a whore

The roads to and from her heart are littered with creative souls
They gave all their all
And all they got in return was empty holes

Sure we've all heard about Shel and Kris and Willie and the Bobby Bares
She's smiled on the Johnny's, the Merle's and the many Music Row millionaires

Like a beacon, she goes seeking seed
For her loins so fertile
To a free man, she's a prison
To a caged one, she's a file

She's the reason there's a "Sunday Morning Coming Down"
"I Saw The Light", "Boy Named Sue"
"He Stopped Loving Her Today"
"The Pill" and "16th Avenue"

The Ryman, oh she's a diamond
In the crown of that wicked queen
She was Roy Acuff's castle
And Elvis Presley's broken dream

It's not all bad, it's not all dark
It's not all gloom and crass
But to find gold in this silver mine
It does take balls of brass

For she's seen 'em come, seen 'em go
And came herself a time or two
But no matter how satisfied her screams sound
She always wants someone new
The next him or them or her or all
With stamina to last the night
To be a star in this lady's town
You can f*#k or you can fight

You see, it all comes down to money
Not romantic art from days gone past
If you forget that rule, you can bet your backside
She will bury it in your ass

A tramp, a slut, a bitch, a mutt
A thousand pawn shop guitars
A nasty little needle
To a vein that feeds a singer's heart

She lurks in friendly shadows
But she's a junkie with a limp
The agents are her bookie
And the labels are her pimp

I'll tell you a well-known secret
In a tiny place known far and wide
The devil walks among us folks
And Nashville is his bride

Of all the chaos he has caused and done
His greatest trick is
To every guitar toting dreamer
The devil don't exist

But me, I've shook his hand
And I know that he is real
So devil, you can go screw yourself
And then go straight to hell

["Devil, Devil":]

Devil, devil, I feel you preying on my mind
I got nine things going wrong right now
And her leaving makes a dime
I'm mad as hell, and drunk, and well
Tonight, I guess we'll see
If devil, devil, you're bad enough to lock horns with me

Level, level, in search of solid ground
This swinging, swaying, side to side, is tossing me around
I got a hanker for an anchor to steady up my bow
Level, level, tie this rebel down

Crazy, crazy, calling out my name
I got one foot on the platform and the other's on a train
Save me, save me, I know what's in store
Crazy, crazy hell, I've been there before

Danger, danger, the way you're looking there at me
Be careful what you wish for, you might get what you don't need
I'm a brush fire on a drought land in a Santa Ana breeze
Danger, danger, don't you play around with me

Crazy, crazy, calling out my name
I got one foot on the platform and the other's on a train
Save me, save me, I know what's in store
Crazy, crazy hell, I've been there before

Angel, angel, heavenly body in holy jeans
On second thought, get over here and wrap me in your wings
Throw caution to the wind and honey, give me what I need
Angel, angel, love this devil, devil out of me
Devil, devil, devil

Oooooo, devil, devil
Oooooo, devil, devil
Oooooo, devil, devil

Give Me Back My Hometown lyrics - Eric Church

Damn, I used to love this view
Sit here and drink a few
Main street and the high school lit up on Friday night
Down there it's another touchdown
Man, this year's team is stout
I can hear them goin' crazy
And up here so am I
Thinkin' about you sittin' there sayin' I hate this, I hate it
If you couldn't stand livin' here why'd you take it, take it

Give me back my hometown
'Cause this is my hometown

All the colors of my youth
The red, the green, the hope, the truth
Are beatin' me black and blue cause you're in every scene
My friends try to cheer me up get together at the Pizza Hut
I didn't have the heart to tell them that was our place
These sleepy streetlights on every sidewalk side street
Shed a light on everything that used to be

Give me back my hometown
'Cause this is my hometown
Yeah, yeah, ooohh, yeah, yeah

You can have my grandma's locket
The knife out of my grandpa's pocket
Yeah my state champion jacket
I don't care you can have it
Every made memory
Every picture, every broken dream
Yeah everything, everything, everything

Give me back my hometown
'Cause this is my hometown
Yeah, yeah, ooohh, yeah, yeah

The Joint lyrics - Eric Church

The only joint my momma burned was on the rural route
She parked in old man Taylor's woods so she wouldn't be found out
Turned off her dome light and snuck off by herself
Crouched down beneath that window, fired it up and gave it hell

That hangout my daddy used to hang around
We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down
Just like that, the taps and stools and the tables got turned
To the only joint my momma ever burned, burned

Just like someone flipped a switch, dad started coming home
No more eating late cold suppers with that tavern gone
I had my suspicions, til one night when we said Grace
Dad said, "forgive us our transgressions", that smile lit up momma's face

Like that hangout my daddy used to hang around
We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down
Just like that, the taps and stools and the tables got turned
To the only joint my momma ever burned, burned

Of all the small town Barney Fifes
And bloodhounds in this town
I'm the only one who ever found out about

That hangout my daddy used to hang around
We watched it all go up in smoke until it all came down
Just like that, the taps and stools and the tables got turned
To the only joint my momma ever burned, burned, burned, burned

"Chief" (2011)




Creepin' lyrics - Eric Church

Like a honeybee beating on my screen door,
I got a little buzz and my head is sore,
And from my bed I can feel the sun,
Lord I hear the morning come.

Just a creepin'
Creepin', creepin', creepin'.

You shot outta hell like a bullet from a gun,
A flip of a switch,
A thief on the run,
And since the day you left me baby,
I can feel the lonely,
I can hear the crazy.

Just a creepin'
Creepin'
Just a creepin'
Creepin'

Head for the future,
Run from the past,
Hide from the mirror,
And live in a glass,
What dreams forget the whiskey remembers,
Kinda like molasses in late December.

Just a creepin'
Creepin'
Oh, creepin'

[Album version:] Your cocaine kiss and caffeine love,
[Music video version:] Your caffeine kiss and nicotine love,
Got under my skin and into my blood,
That need you back comes over me,
Like ivy crawlin' up a hickory tree.

Just a creepin'
Creepin'
Just a creepin' creepin'
Creepin'

Head to the future,
Run from the past,
Hide from the mirror,
And live in a glass,
What dreams forget the whiskey remembers,
Kinda like molasses in late December.

Just a creepin'
Creepin'
Ah, come on!

Break it down, down, down, down...

Just last night I saw the light,
At the end of that tunnel on the other side,
Thought I found my way outta this pain,
Only to find your memory train.

Creepin', creepin', creepin', creepin'...