Bending The Rules And Breaking The Law Brantley Gilbert

be in the bad news crowd The one my mama warned me about The closest thing to hell she's ever raised But when I look back on those days I know I'd never change a thing I made mistakes that paved the way

Hell On Wheels Brantley Gilbert

Can't you smell that whiskey burn This is how the big dogs run Boy you're ridin' shotgun Buckle up, and let's have some fun Ridin' 95 down the highway Sideways, runnin' from ol' John Law I got the booze

Read Me My Rights Brantley Gilbert

Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we're about to brawl Ol' boy done put his hands on a woman Where I come from, son, the next thing comin' is a Ass whoopin' in the parkin' lot Gonna

Them Boys Brantley Gilbert

Look at them boys in the back of that truck Somebody ought to jerk a knot in their butts Out ridin' around like they own this town That racket turned all the way up It's too early for school to let out

Bottoms Up Brantley Gilbert

I see you and me riding like Bonnie and Clyde Goin 95 burning down 129 yeah Looking for the law, while push my luck Shes ridin shot gun like it ain't no thing Turn the radio up so the girl can sing right

The Weekend Brantley Gilbert

Tick tock, I'm on the clock and I'm feeling like This job's just 9 to 5'in my life away It's like I'm back in school and I'm in the last class And I'm passing time until the bell ring Having visions of

Dirt Road Anthem (Revisited) Brantley Gilbert

times said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right hittin easy street on mud tires back in the day Potts' farm was the place to go load the truck up hit the dirt road Jump the barbwire, spread

Dirt Road Anthem (Revisited) (Feat. Colt Ford) Brantley Gilbert

times said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right hittin easy street on mud tires back in the day Potts' farm was the place to go load the truck up hit the dirt road Jump the barbwire, spread

Kick It In The Sticks Brantley Gilbert

Welcome to the home of the hillbilly Yeah, baby It's a land of barbed wire and moonshine whiskey Park your car before you get it stuck Go on, grab you a beer And get on up in the truck It's going down

Friday Night Brantley Gilbert

This city's looking like a ghost town All the stores downtown they've been closing down Yeah, the only lights that shine for miles Are lighting up the sky above memorial drive And if you want a seat you

Back In The Day Brantley Gilbert

Sure did come in handy For a teenage boy thinkin' all that mattered Was a kiss that taste like candy Back in the day we were wild and free She was my dashboard drummer Butterflies in the backseat Little

G.R.I.T.S. Brantley Gilbert

legs Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death Acting innocent and playing hard to get With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town

Rock This Town Brantley Gilbert

beat boys, and free my soul Play it all from skynyrd to Jones And some of my own 5'10 with a suntan and southern drawl In the front row singing along Yea it's all about the country sound Yeah, we're gonna

Picture On The Dashboard Brantley Gilbert

we're said and done I don't have one good reason you should turn and come back home Or the right to blame you girl I don't have much at all I still got you picture taped to the dashboard On the mantle

Live It Up Brantley Gilbert

you down, every time you show your face Ah to hell with all the small town small talk I’ve had enough It ain’t their place to judge Man I’m giving up And I said if you can’t live it down Might as well

The Best Of Me Brantley Gilbert

I found a box of memories Read a letter Dropped a tear where you signed your name And turning the page Smearing the ink into Love Always Girl, I always start this way a Nd then I end up in a bottle screaming

Freshman Year Brantley Gilbert

Saturday night my first high school dance Showin' up late in my sundays best Seen you before ahh but not in that dress The dj's last song and I lost the dare So with my heart and my pride on the line I

Indiana's Angel Brantley Gilbert

Grew up one state North of Kentucky A Family far from rollin' in the money 7 brothers and sisters to feed and love Granddaddy said she kept her eyes on the sky Watching all the little birds fly Staring

My Kinda Party Brantley Gilbert

Yeah, I worked all week Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved Get the cover off the ’68 Fire it up, and let them horses sing A little pretty thing A little tan legged Georgia dream She’s a rockin’ them

A Modern Day Prodigal Son Brantley Gilbert

I set out one night in the fast lane bound for freedom In a truck that daddy bought me And money mom had saved for school I laid down all my books and picked up the drinking Hell I let'em down When I gave

Whenever We're Alone Brantley Gilbert

She comes home late at night Kicks her high heels off and sighs Lays down on the bed She said it's been a long day at work I couldn't wait til I got home Just to be with you again Lord I love just to watch

My Kind Of Crazy Brantley Gilbert

She says Look baby I'm a rock star Grabs my old guitar Playin' it upside down Dancin' around In front of our tv I can't see the ballgame So I just wave my lighter and say Yeah, rock on baby I'd rather

Fall Into Me Brantley Gilbert

A whisper away from changin' everything But is it safe to say Such dangerous things When your hands are tremblin' Girl I'm weak in the knees It's times like these when silence means everything More than

If You Want A Bad Boy Brantley Gilbert

Take you to the wrong side of the tracks Baby you ain't gonna wanna come back 'Cause I'm a free bird and damn proud of it You're a sweet girl, are you sure you wanna ride with me Gonna raise some hell

One Hell Of An Amen Brantley Gilbert

Preacher said he died too young over there totin' that gun for Uncle Sam and our freedom Mom and Daddy dressed in black they folded up that flag started prayin' yeah he went out 21 guns blazin' An' that's

That Was Us Brantley Gilbert

I got my mail today, this economy sucks A buncha bills I can't pay, I guess they're shit outta luck But there was one from an old friend, brought back memories A black and white from way back when Was

Lights Of My Hometown Brantley Gilbert

You know the lights of my hometown They come alive when the sun goes down 'We got the 50 yard line on a Friday night Mainstreet drag lined up with red taillights And the dashboard glow from the radio Kick

Play Me That Song Brantley Gilbert

She's stopping by real late tonight just to talk She said I got some things been weighing on my mind And I know I can come there We just sit and then we talk a while And she spilled her heart in these

Small Town Throwdown (Feat. Justin Moore, Thomas Rhett) Brantley Gilbert

Oh son Around these parts ain't much to do Except work like a dog 'til Friday Punch that clock, cash that check Raise a little hell 'til Sunday 'Bout that time There's a party back in the woods tonight

Country Must Be Country Wide Brantley Gilbert

I grew up south of the Mason Dixon Workin' spittin' huntin' and fishin' Stone cold country by the grace of God I was gasin' up the other day And an ol' boy pulled up with a license plate From Ohio I thought

You Don't Know Her Like I Do Brantley Gilbert

you don't know we've been through That girl's my best friend And there's no way you're gonna help me She's the only one who can No, you don't know how much I've got to lose You don't know her like I do

17 Again Brantley Gilbert

There ain't nothing like 'em first loves baby Remember them high school days Friday nights come n' dances Givin' my old letterman's jacket away To hold us a name But now it's you and me talking on the

Saving Amy Brantley Gilbert

Amy's got the letters I wrote My picture in a frame She's had a year to let go She's still wearin' my ring It hasn't left her finger since the night that I proposed When I promised her forever before I

Take It Outside Brantley Gilbert

Back in the good old days They knew how to brawl I'm talkin' real gunslingers I'm talkin' real outlaws They'd saddle up and ride on into town When it was high noon in them old saloons You knew what was

Hell On An Angel Brantley Gilbert

They say I was baptized in dirty water By the hands of the devil himself Between the banks of a whiskey river Beside the highway to hell I got scars on my heart and knuckles I got debts that I ain't pay

What's Left Of A Small Town Brantley Gilbert

Grand daddy used to take me Down town to the kinneys That's where all the old men go to reminisce Ramble on about history dust off some old stories Look back at the life they've come to miss I swear sometimes

You Don’t Know Her Like I Do Brantley Gilbert

hear somebody say it stops hurting Or to hear somebody say she ain't worth it 'Cause you don't know her like I do You'll never understand You don't know we've been through That girl's my best friend And

My Faith In You Brantley Gilbert

Yeah this world will turn its back When you find yours against that wall Just watch it as it keeps on spinnin' Just like there's nothin' wrong That's why I'm thumbin' through these pages They say the answers

More Than Miles Brantley Gilbert

Maybe I should take that picture off the dashboard Before her memory hits the brakes and takes the wheel Yeah I bet she's still crying on that front porch Yeah, this time it's gonna take some time to heal

Let It Ride Brantley Gilbert

I guess we should've seen this comin' I can't say it didn't cross my mind 'Cause we both said we'd take this slow yeah And here we are dancin' cross that line 'Cause you got your lips an inch away from

Halfway To Heaven Brantley Gilbert

There's a live oak tree you can still see off ol 129 you can see the scars its missin bark where it stopped my truck that night they say I took a swing at my best friend for tryin to take my keys next

I'm Gone Brantley Gilbert

There's no suitcase by your front door There's no note sayin' goodbye Ain't no motor out there runnin' Idling in the drive You don't have to keep on lookin' For some proof you're losin' me You don't have

My Baby's Guns N' Roses Brantley Gilbert

back Kissin' on my neck Girl, you gotta stop that Do you want that fast lane Or do you want that back seat Girl, you gotta pick one You can't expect me To keep my hands to myself She ain't into wine and

Breaking The Rules Michael Learns To Rock

On the streets you are listening to every beat of you heart Want to know if it's working and you're still alive On your feet you are walking around with your clothes torn apart In a nightmare where

BREAKING THE RULES Michael Learns To Rock

On the street you are listening to every beat of your heart Want to know if it's working and you're still alive On your feet you are walking around with your clothes torn apart In a nightmare where

Breaking The Rules Michael Learns To Rock

On the street you are listening to every beat of your heart Want to know if it's working and you're still alive On your feet you are walking around with your clothes torn apart In a nightmare

Borderline Sigrid

London rush (ah) We're not breaking the law, we're just bending the rules And it's just enough So we go out in the middle of the night And we get a little taste of the borderline So we go out in the middle

Space Ship One Paul Gilbert

I've got a car cruising down the street I wanna take you for a ride Strap yourself into the passenger seat And let me take you on a drive You know my grandfather always said That a man is only good as

Spaceship One Paul Gilbert

I've got a car cruising down the street I wanna take you for a ride Strap yourself into the passenger seat And let me take you on a drive You know my grandfather always said That a man is only good

Heavier Odesza, Yellow House

I'll sip your hemlock Drip my fingers down your back Lovers tied up, tethered Kiss me through the fetters Ooh, you're bending and breaking Through the dim light Take me on again Ooh, pristine, deftly moving