Good Time
Good Time Tracks
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(Alan Jackson)
Work, work all week long
Punchin’ that clock dusk till dawn.
Counting the days ‘til Friday night
That’s when all the conditions are right.
For a good time
I need a good time.
Yeah I’ve been working all week
And I’m tired and I don’t wanna sleep
I wanna have fun
It’s time for a good time
I cashed my check, cleaned my truck
Put on my hat, forgot about work
Sun going down, head across town
Pick up my baby and turn it around
Good time,
Oh, I need a good time
Chorus
Pig in the ground, beer on ice
Just like ole Hank taught us about
Singing along, Bocephus songs
Rowdy friends all night long
Good time
Lord, we’re having a good time,
Chorus
Whew
Heel to toe do-si-do
Scootin’ our boots, swingin’ doors
B & D Kix and Dunn
Honkin’ tonk heaven, Double shotgun
Good time,
Lord, we’re having a good time
Chorus
Shot of Tequila, beer on tap
Sweet southern woman set on my lap
G with an O, O with a D
T with an I , M and an E
Good time
Good time
Chorus
A Shot of Tequila.
Beer on tap.
A good looking woman.
To set on my lap.
A G with an O, an O with a D
A T with an I an M with an E
That spells good time
A good time
Chorus
Twelve o’clock, two o’clock three o’clock four
Five o’clock we know were that’s gonna go
Closin’ the door, shuttin’ em down
Head for that Waffle House way across town
A Good time
Repeat Chorus x3
Oh we need a good time
I need a good time
Yeah a good time
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(Alan Jackson)
Born the middle son of a farmer
And a small town Southern man
Like his daddy\'s daddy before him
Brought up workin\' on the land
Fell in love with a small town woman
And they married up and settled down
Natural way of life if you\'re lucky
For a small town Southern man
First there came four pretty daughters
For this small town Southern man
Then a few years later came another
A boy, he wasn\'t planned
Seven people livin\' all together
In a house built with his own hands
Little words with love and understandin\'
From a small town Southern man
Chorus:
And he bowed his head to Jesus
And he stood for Uncle Sam
And he only loved one woman
(He) was always proud of what he had
He said his greatest contribution
Is the ones he\'ll leave behind
Raised on the ways and gentle kindness
Of a small town Southern man
(Raised on the ways and gentle kindness)
(Of a small town Southern man)
Callous hands told the story
For this small town Southern man
He gave it all to keep it all together
And keep his family on his land
Like his daddy, years wore out his body
Made it hard just to walk and stand
You can break the back
But you can\'t break the spirit
Of a small town Southern man
(Repeat Chorus)
Finally death came callin\'
For this small town Southern man
He said it\'s alright \'cause I see angels
And they got me by the hand
Don\'t you cry, and don\'t you worry
I\'m blessed, and I know I am
\'Cause God has a place in Heaven
For a small town Southern man
(Repeat Chorus)
Raised on the ways and gently kindness
Of a small town southern man
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(Alan Jackson)
I wish I could back up and start all over
‘Cause now I’d know better the best way to love her
The words I would tell her the time I would give her
I wish I could back up and start all over
Chorus
Time takes you places you never knew youd be goin’
It softens the edges of memories you’re towin’
It changes the reason
You wanted to hold her
I wish I could back up and start all over
I wish I could back up and start all over
I’d make the first time fell like forever
Not to be younger maybe just to be smarter
I wish I could back up and start all over
Repeat Chorus
I wish I could back up and start all over
Days I would take back nights I’d wanna make longer
Moments I’d never just throw over my shoulder
I wish I could back up and start all over
Bridge
But it’s never too late to wanna do better
Love’s never easy, changes just like the weather
Some days it’s raining some are sunny and blue
There’s never perfect but there’s faithful and true
Repeat Chorus
I wish I could back up and start all over
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(Alan Jackson)
Excuse me ma’am, I saw you walkin’
I turned around, I’m not a stalker
Where you going? Maybe I can help you
My tank is full, and I’d be obliged to take you
‘Cause I’m a country boy, I’ve got a 4-wheel drive
Climb in my bed, I’ll take you for a ride
Up city streets, down country roads
I can get you where you need to go
’cause I’m a country boy
You sure look good, sittin’ in my right seat
Buckle up, I’ll take you through the five speeds
Wind it up, or I can slow it way down
In the woods or right uptown
Repeat Chorus
Big 35’s whinin’ on the asphalt
Grabbin’ mud, and slingin’ up some red dirt
’cause I’m a country boy
My muffler’s loud, dual Thrush tubes
I crank the music, the tone gets real good
Let me know when we’re gettin’ close
You can slide on out, or we can head on down the road
Repeat Chorus
Bucket seats, soft as baby’s new butt
Lockin’ hubs, that’ll take you through a deep rut
Repeat chorus x2
Yeah, I\'m a country boy,
Oh, I\'m just a country boy,
A nice little country boy.
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(Alan Jackson)
I’m usually strong
keep love all away
wall around my heart
so it won’t have to break
but you take me some place that i’ve never been
now i don’t know if i’ll find my way back again
chorus:
cause you’ve got me right where i want you
and there’s not a thing i can’t do
completely consume all about you
you’ve got me right where i want you
i close my eyes you’re looking at me
you wake me at night walking round in my dreams
the wind blows a smell of roses in blume
and all i can think of is last night’s perfume
[chorus]
and i’ve never thought that i would get caught
but here i am wrapped up in you
[chorus]
you’ve got me right where,
you’ve got me right where,
you’ve got me right where i want you.
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(Alan Jackson)
Rocky burned up the movie screen
I was truning 17
Tie dyed shirts and Levi jeans
Looking cool at the Dairy Queen
Trying ot impress
A young woman in her Sunday dress
That was 1976
Didn’t know who I was yet
A pretty little blonde haired girl
Stole my heart and changed my world
Two kids and a moonlit sky
A little love on a Friday night
Built a fire that just wont quit
That was 1976
My high school days I packed away
Set my sights on a bigger stage
Jimmy Carter moved to D.C.
A Georgia boy just like me
Life seemed easy
Nothin’ much that we needed
Repeat Chorus
8-track taper were still in style
And Elvis was still alive
Wonder Woman sure looked fine
Bionic Man was still primetime
And that girl I liked
We kept on tying ‘til we got it right
Repeat Chorus
That was 1976
Didn’t know who we were yet
Built a fire that just wont quit
That was 1976
Built a fire that just wont quit
That was 1976
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(Alan Jackson)
Tonight doesn’t feel like it did last night
I’m feeling war and different in side
Since I saw your face
Since I looked in your eyes
Theres a change in this place
I think the love factor’s high
When the love factor’s high
And two hearts collide
You don’t even try
And that’s when you’ll find
The one that feels right
The one for all time
It’s hard to deny
When the love factor’s high
Sometimes it flies
And sometimes it falls
Sometimes your back ends up against the wall
As I hold you close
And we dance in time
I think I know
The love factor’s high
Repeat Chorus
It’s hard to deny
When the love factor’s high
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(Alan Jackson)
It happens every time I think about the reasons why
I\'m seating here alone at night and not with you.
Heartache takes control and lets me know
just what a fool I was and how you can\'t erase the things you do.
And sorry just can\'t mend a broken heart, I\'ve hand in you
brake apart is what most broken hearts still you to do.
Chorus:
But I made long long way from over you
don’t think I\'ve ever seen so many shades of blue.
They say the time will heal
don\'t know if I ever will
\'cause I made long long way from over you.
Now over you the sound like some lost city
people tell me how to find it, somehow I just never do
And maybe it\'s because I never wanted to it all,
of course now I see that I had the best in you.
That clock just runs in circles, days just go on\' by
memories hold me closer, no matter how I cry.
Chorus
That clock just runs in circles, days just go on\' by
memories hold me closer, no matter how I cry.
Chorus
They say the time will heal
don\'t know if I ever will
\'cause I made long long way from over you
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(Alan Jackson)
Why did she have to go
So young I just don\'t know why
Things happen half the time
Without reason without rhyme
Lovely, sweet young woman
Daughter, wife and mother
Makes no sense to me
I just have to believe
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she\'s smiling saying
Don\'t worry \'bout me
Loved ones she left behind
Just trying to survive
And understand the why
Feeling so lost inside
Anger shot straight at God
Then asking for His love
Empty with disbelief
Just hoping that maybe
Chorus
It\'s hard to say goodbye
Her picture in my mind
Will always be of times I\'ll cherish
And I won\'t cry \'cause
Chorus
Don\'t worry \'bout me
Don`t worry \'bout me
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(Alan Jackson)
There\'s Satellite communications
Long distance Internet relations
The world\'s a little faster every day
I know it\'s all well and good
And I don\'t embrace it like I should
But I wouldn\'t wanna go
Backwards even if I could
But I still like Bologna on white bread now and then
And the sound of a whippoorwill down a country road
The grass between my toes and that sunset sinking low
And a good woman\'s love to hold me close
I like my 50 inch HD plasma
Feels like
They just reach out and grab you
500 channels at my command
I finally gave in and got a cell phone
That I hardly ever seem to turn on
I guess I never had that much to say
(Chorus)
I got a laptop that sits on a desk
I don\'t use it much except to check
On some ole car from yesterday
I kinda like that music thang
You just download \'em and you can save about
Every song that\'s ever been made
(Chorus)
Well I guess what I\'ve been trying to say
This digital world is okay
It makes life better in a lot of ways
But it can\'t make the smell of spring
Or sunshine or lots of little things
We take for granted every day
(Chorus)
Yeah, Bologna a woman\'s love and a good cell phone
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(Alan Jackson)
Girl I swear you got me acting crazy
Half the time I don\'t know what my name is
I’m the kind that like to take it slow and lazy
And girl you got me running hot and haziest
(Chorus)
Oh, I love you like I never
Oh, I love you like I never
Oh, I love you like I never loved before
(Martina McBride)
Boy you got me burning like a rocket
You stole my heart and stuck it in your pocket
Now I got your face inside my locket
I’ve really tried but I don’t think I can stop it baby
(Chorus)
Oh I, love you like I never
Oh I, love you like I never
Oh I, love you like I never loved before
(Alan Jackson)
You sat beside me last night on the sofa
I took your hand and pulled you little closer
You kiss my lips and then you let me hold you
That feels the way that love supposed to baby
(Chorus)
Oh, I love you like I never
Oh, I love you like I never
Oh, I love you like I never loved before
(Martina McBride)
You held the door when we went to the movies
I like your quirky sneaky sense of humor
You’re strong and sweat and all the things I needed
You’re the one that keeps my heart beating baby
(Chorus)
Oh, I love you like I never
Oh, I love you like I never
Oh, I love you like I never loved before
(Martina McBride)
Oh, my heart stops beating
When it’s time for you to leave me
(Alan Jackson)
Yeah, and my head starts spinning
Every time that you are near me
(Chorus)
Oh, I love you like I never
Oh, I love you like I never
Oh, I love you like I never loved before
(Chorus)
Oh, I love you like I never
Oh, I love you like I never
Oh, I love you like I never loved before
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(Alan Jackson)
I shaved my face and combed my hair, put on a new pair of underwear
And sat on the porch with my Labrador like a hundred other times before
She changed her shoes and freshened up her face, put on some skimpy sexy lace
And finally made her way through the back screen door, we loaded up on the front seat of my Ford
And we went out to dinner and we drove right back home, watched an old movie and drank a half a bottle of Rum
Then we turned off the TV and we got right down to it, there aint nothin’ left to do now that we’ve done it
Oh, yes
[Instrumental Interlude]
It seems like it happens every time, we get a chance to reignite that fire
We burn it fast and then retire just before the news on channel five
Yeah, we went out to dinner and we drove right back home, watched an old movie and drank a half a bottle of Rum
Then we turned off the TV and we got right down to it, there aint nothin left to do now that we’ve done it
[Instrumental Interlude]
After all these years it can get routine, you can change the order up, or use different names
Try it in the mornin or the middle of the day, the end results still the same
Oh, we went out to dinner and we drove right back home, watched an old movie and drank a half a bottle of Rum
Then we turned off the TV and we got right down to it, there aint nothin left to do now that we’ve done it
Oh, Lord, we’ve turned off the TV and we got right down to it, and there aint nothin left to do now that we’ve done it
Hey, honey, hand me that remote
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(Alan Jackson)
Look at me and tell me you don’t love me
Take my hand and say it can’t be
Kiss me once and just before you walk away
Listen first to what your senses say
‘Cause I can see me loving you forever
I can feel my arms around your life
I can taste your lips against my memory
Listen to your senses what they have to say
Love can hurt and love can scar you
At times is best to turn away
But love can heal and love can save you
Today is not like yesterday
Chorus
Listen to your senses
What they have to say
I can see me loving you forever
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(Alan Jackson)
There’s an old hardwood tree staring through the glass at me
Its been there since eighty-five, sometimes I think it reads my mind
I guess its true, you cant keep it from shinnin’ through
There’s no denying
I’ve been hiding
From this thing that’s chasing me
Yeah, I’ve been running
No good at shunning
All these scars from yesterday
There comes a time
You gotta give it up
Spin that wheel
And try your luck
Never know what you will find
It might be love this time
I knew it from that very first smile I could taste it like a hungry child
Not at all like all the rest, you know they say that last is best
Like a rainbow on a cloudy day, just to shout it takes my breath away
Repeat Chorus x2
This time, this time, oh, this time, this time
This time
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(Alan Jackson)
Laid back an low key
You an me on that white powdered beach
Side by side with the sand and the sea
Laid Back \'an Low Key
Gentle roar of a wave on the shore
Makes it way through the crack neath the door
Wake up call from the ocean floor
Down in Abaco
Chorus
(Bridge)
Tequila sunrise in a coconut vase
Hammock swinging in the palm tree shade
Standard island beach resort cliche
Hey but that\'s ok
Chorus
Wind blowing on the back of my neck
Sun reflecting off that tan on your breasts
Found that feeling that we lost long ago
Down in Abaco
Repeat Chorus x2
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(Alan Jackson)
What’ll it be he asked,
What do you need tonight
Something cold to drown the fire
, Something hot to stir one up
I’ll make it simple I said,
Just two things I’ll request
That bottle by your shoulder,
And some quarters for these dollars
CHORUS
Cause if you wanna make me happy
Pour me burban on the rocks
And play every sad song on the jukebox
Songs of loving and leaving lying and cheating
Songs of hurting and crying and even songs of dying
If you wanna make me happy
Pour me some bourbon on the rocks
And play every sad song on the jukebox
A woman he ask,
She left you I bet
I’ve seen that look that’s in your eyes
on a many other face
That’s right I said,
I deserved it I guess
But it still hurts me all alone
At night there by myself
CHORUS
If you wanna make me happy
Pour me some bourbon on the rocks
And play every sad song on the jukebox
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(Alan Jackson)
If Jesus walked the world today, He’d probably be a Hillbilly
Common man of men and the King of many
He’d lay his hands on his brother man, save us all from the sinnin
If Jesus walked the world today, He’d probably be a Hillbilly
If He was here today I bet He’d drive a Chevrolet
Workin at the plant drawin workers pay
He’d preach in some little country church outside of the city
If Jesus walked the world today, He’d probably be a Hillbilly
Chorus
His long hair and sandled feet would be in style
Surround himself with the good old boys to tell His tale
He’d have a mighty cross tattoo on his hands by the nail holes that killed Him
If Jesus walked the world today, He’d probably be a Hillbilly
Chorus
Some folks would say it wasn’t really Him
You know they’d probably send Him off to some kind of looney bin
They wouldn’t hang Him on the cross but they’d find some way to condemn Him
If Jesus walked the world today, He’d probably be a Hillbilly
Chorus
Yeah, He’d be a Hillbilly
Id bet Jesus be a Hillbilly, Lord; you know He’d be a Hillbilly
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