A Lot About Livin' (And A Little 'Bout Love) (1992)

  • 1

    Chattahoochee

    (Alan Jackson, Jim McBride)

    Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
    It gets hotter than a hoochie coochie
    We laid rubber on the Georgia asphalt
    We got a little crazy but we never got caught

    Down by the river on a Friday night
    Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight
    Talking ‘bout cars and dreamin’ bout women
    Never had a plan just a livin’ for the minute

    Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
    Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
    But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
    A lot about livin’ and a little ‘bout love

    Well we fogged up the windows in my old Chevy
    I was willing but she wasn’t ready
    So a settled for a burger and a grape sno-cone
    Dropped her off early but I didn’t go home

    Chorus

    Yeah way down yonder on the Chattahoochee
    Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me
    But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was
    A lot about livin’ and a little ‘bout love

    © 1992 Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music / Cross Keys Publishing Co., Inc., adm. By Sony Music Publishing (ASCAP)
  • 2

    Shes Got The Rhythm (And I Got The Blues)

    (Alan Jackson, Randy Travis)

    This old bar stools feeling higher
    As a started sinkin’ lower
    The minute that she waltzed right through that door
    Not long ago I held her, like a fool I went and left her
    Now she's with somebody new out on that floor

    She's got the rhythm and I’ve got the blues
    She's showin’ me how much I had to lose
    With her every little move she's tellin’ me I’m over you
    She's got the rhythm and I got the blues

    Well that music's gettin' louder
    As my heart keeps beatin' faster
    As she spells out regret in perfect time
    Well I thought I wanted freedom but that ball and chain I need them
    Cause when you choose sometimes you lose the prize

    Chorus

    She’s got the rhythm and I got the blues
    She’s showin’ me how much I had to lose
    Wither her every little move she’s tellin’ me I’m over you
    She’s got the rhythm and I’ve got the blues

    With her every little move she’s tellin’ me I’m over you
    She’s got the rhythm and I’ve got the blues

    © 1991 Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music / Sometimes You Win Music, adm. by All Nations Music (ASCAP)
  • 3

    Tonight I Climbed The Wall

    (Alan Jackson)

    Our room was filled with silence
    I guess we’d said it all
    I don’t know when Id seen our bedroom
    So long I can’t recall

    Wed built this thing between us
    I’m not sure what the cause
    So I swallowed all my pride
    And tonight I climbed the wall

    Makin’ love is so much sweeter
    When you love the one you hold
    After all these years of holdin’ her
    You’d think by now I’d know

    Now as we lie here together
    All our troubles seem so small
    Just these satin sheets between us
    Cause tonight I climbed the wall

    Tonight I climbed the wall
    And took her by the hand
    We’d come too far to fall
    Couldn’t stand to see it end
    So tonight I climbed the wall

    Tonight I climbed the wall
    Tonight I climbed the wall

    © 1989 Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music (ASCAP)
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    I Don't Need The Booze (To Get A Buzz On)

    (Toni Dae, Joy Swinea)

    I've been known to tie one on and honky tonk ‘til half past three
    But the party don't get started ‘til my baby pours her love on me
    She's a hundred proof, Lord, she's smooth
    She makes me moan all night long
    So I don't need the booze to get a buzz on

    I've tried it all from Tennessee whiskey
    To Ozark mountain moonshine
    But it's her sweet love that packs the punch
    And keeps me higher than a Georgia pine
    Mr. southern comfort don't come in a bottle
    I get a double shot of love home grown
    So I don't need booze to get a buzz on

    My little country girl makes my head whirl and my knees begin to shake
    No I can't walk no chalk line I ain't a talking or a thinking straight
    I'm hooked on my baby's love there ain't nothing in a jug this strong
    And I don't need the booze to get a buzz on

    Chorus

    I wear a blue ribbon grin every now and then
    But I don't need that to get stoned
    I don't need the booze to get a buzz on

    No, I don't need the booze to get a buzz on

    ©1991 Richey Music Group, Liz Lyndell Music (BMI) / Hagen House Music (ASCAP)
  • 5

    (Who Says) You Can't Have It All

    (Alan Jackson, Jim McBride0
    A stark-naked light bulb hangs over my head
    There’s one lonely pillow on my double bed
    I’ve got a ceiling, a floor and four walls
    Who says you can’t have it all

    My rooms decorated with pictures of you
    Your letters wallpaper this shrine to the blues
    I’ve got precious memories at my beck and call
    Who says you can’t have it all

    I’ve got everything a broken heart needs
    I’m doing fine don’t you worry ‘bout me
    ‘Cause I’m lord and master
    Of a fools Taj Mahal
    Who says you cant have it all

    Chorus

    Oh who says you can’t have it all

    ©1989 Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music / Cross Keys Publishing Co., Inc., adm. by Sony Music Publishing (ASCAP)
  • 6

    Up To My Ears In Tears

    (Alan Jackson, Don Sampson)

    You told me you don’t love me when you walked out the door
    I stood there feelin’ lonely, then the tears began to pour
    What else could I do, Id never felt like that before
    So I cried an ol’ blue river I the middle of the floor

    Now I’m up to my ears in tears
    I’m cryin’ night and day since you went away
    The things you used to say, honey, I no longer hear
    That waters cold and clear, I’m drownin’ for you, dear
    Up to my ears in tears

    Well I found some old love letters you wrote me years ago
    But the words all ran together when the tears began to flow
    Cause you left that water runnin’, now its got nowhere to go
    If I cant wash away your memory guess Ill just go under slow

    Chorus

    The waters cold and clear
    I’m drowning for you, dear
    Up to my ears in tears

    © 1990 Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music / MCA Music Publishing, A Division of MCA, Inc. (ASCAP)
  • 7

    Tropical Depression

    (Alan Jackson, Jim McBride, Charlie Craig)

    I thought some time in the sun
    Would help me get over you
    But I could tell from day one
    This is a place meant for two

    Now here I sit on the beach
    Watching the tide ebb and flow
    I booked my room for a week
    But now I’m ready to go

    I’m in a tropical depression
    I’ve got the blue water blues
    Cant shake this loving you obsession
    Cant stand this sand in my shoes
    This forgetting you vacation
    Is just a fools holiday
    If I cant get over you
    This tropical depressions gonna
    Blow me away

    This should be paradise
    Heaven down by the sea
    Without you here by my side
    It feels like hell to me

    Chorus

    If I cant get over you
    This tropical depressions gonna
    Blow me away

    © 1989 Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music (ASCAP) / Cross Keys Publishing (ASCAP) / Debarris Music (BMI)
  • 8

    She Likes It Too

    (Zack Turner, Tim Nichols)

    I got my first motorcycle when I turned sixteen
    I remember my mama raisin’ cane with me
    She said, “Son, tell me why you want to ride that thing”
    She didn’t know about the blonde at the Dairy Queen

    I got my own reasons why I do what I do
    I like to ride motorcycles
    She likes it too
    I like to ride motorcycles
    She likes it too

    I always wore my hair just a little too long
    Daddy didn’t like it and he made no bones
    If Id have gotten it cut like he wanted me to
    She wouldn’t have had nothin’ left to run her fingers through

    I got my reasons why I do what I do
    I like to wear my hair long
    She likes it too
    I like to wear my hair long
    She likes it too

    I remember ridin’ around with my buddies back home
    Listenin’ to some Country on the radio
    When they tried to change the station to some Rock ‘n’ Roll
    I’d turn the Opry up just as loud as it would go

    I got my reasons why I do what I do
    I like country music
    She likes it too
    I like country music
    She likes it too

    Now I got a big Harley
    And my hair is still long
    And I’m still listening to a Country song

    I got my own reasons
    Why I do what I do
    I know what I like
    She likes it too
    I know what I like
    She likes it too
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    If It Aint one Thing (It's You)

    (Alan Jackson, Jim McBride)

    I guess it's just not my day
    The wind blew my morning paper away
    Then I cut my toe on a sliver of glass
    From the stormdoor you broke when you left here so fast

    If it ain't one thing it's you
    If you've heard that I’m goin’ crazy
    It's true
    The wheels seem to fall off whatever I do
    If it ain't one thing
    It's you

    I rented that movie you hate
    But that old VCR just chewed up the tape
    Then I went to the freezer thought I’d cook me a steak
    All I found was that old piece of our wedding cake

    Chorus

    But I never knew that I needed you so
    But now that I’ve lost you, I can't let you go

    Chorus

    Oh if it ain't one thing
    It's you

    © 1992 Mattie Ruth Musick, Seventh Son Music / Cross Keys Publishing Co., Inc., adm. by Sony Music Publishing (ASCAP)
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    Mercury Blues

    (Robert L. Geddins, K.C. Douglas)

    Well, if I had money
    Tell you what I’d do
    I’d go downtown and buy a Mercury or two
    Crazy ‘bout a Mercury
    Lord, I’m crazy ‘bout a Mercury
    I’m gonna buy me a Mercury
    And cruise it up and down the road

    Well, the girl I love
    I stole her from a friend
    He got lucky, stole her back again
    She heard he had a Mercury
    Lord, she’s crazy ‘bout a Mercury
    I;m gonna buy me a Mercury
    And cruise it up and down the road

    Well, how now mama
    You look so fine
    Ridin’ round in your Mercury ‘49
    Crazy ‘bout a Mercury
    Lord, I’m crazy ‘bout a Mercury
    I’m gonna buy me a Mercury
    And cruise it up and down the road

    Well, my baby went out
    She didn’t stay long
    Bought herself a Mercury, come a cruisin’ home
    She’s crazy ‘bout a Mercury
    Yeah, She’s crazy ‘bout a Mercury
    I’m gonna buy me a Mercury
    And cruise it up and down the road

    Well, if I had money
    I tell you what I’d do
    I’d go downtown and buy a Mercury or two
    Crazy ‘bout a Mercury
    Lord, I’m crazy ‘bout a Mercury
    I’m gonna buy me a Mercury
    And cruise it up and down the road

    ©1970 B-Flat Music / Tradition Music (BMI)

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