High Noon Album Lyrics by Jerrod Niemann


Jerrod Niemann Lyrics

High Noon Lyrics
(Lyrics to the Full Album on one page)

Space

I don't let nothin' tie me down
When I'm driftin' from town to town
You can't call me a leaver if I just stop for a breather
You won't know where I'm goin', I don't either

I just need a little space, an open hidin' place
Out where there's room to breathe
And out of touch is reality
I gotta way to get away, on the move I stay
Anywhere dust can fly and leave a trail in the sky
Just need a little space, just need a little space

You can't coop me up like a Coupe de Ville
Sittin' up on blocks, spinnin' my wheels
I'm a wild Mustang, I'll jump the fence
You'll unlock the gate and wonder where I went

I just need a little space, an open hidin' place
Out where there's room to breathe
And out of touch is reality
I gotta way to get away, on the move I stay
Anywhere dust can fly and leave a trail in the sky
Just need a little space, just need a little space

I'm not on the run
And it ain't all just for fun
When I'm bustin' loose like Houston in three, two, one, space

I just need a little space, an open hidin' place
Out where there's room to breathe
And out of touch is reality
I gotta way to get away, on the move I stay
Anywhere dust can fly and leave a trail in the sky
Just need a little space, just need a little space
I just need a little space, space

 

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Buzz Back Girl

Feels like I've been drinkin' since early in the mornin'
I ain't had a drop, but somethin's got me goin'
Hit me like a truck, naw, didn't see it comin'
I hope it don't stop, 'cause man, it's got me stumblin'

Lookin' like that, lookin' like that
You don't even know what you're doin' to me
You got my buzz back, girl, my buzz back, girl
Woke up hungover, hungover this mornin'
I called, you came over
You got my buzz back, girl, my buzz back, girl

Baby, don't you stop it, girl, just keep on rockin'
You know you got me droppin', like I just took a shot and

Looking like that, looking like that
You don't even know what you're doin' to me
You got my buzz back, girl, my buzz back, girl
Woke up hungover, hungover this mornin'
I called, you came over
You got my buzz back, girl, my buzz back, girl

Ever since the night I wrapped my arms around you
I can't live a day without you
All I think about is how I can't wait to lay you down

Lookin' like that, lookin' like that
You don't even know what you're doin' to me, girl
Lookin' like that, lookin' like that
You don't even know what you're doin' to me
Lookin' like that, lookin' like that
You don't even know what you're doin' to me
You got my buzz back, girl, my buzz back, girl
Woke up hungover, hungover this mornin'
I called, you came over
You got my buzz back, girl, my buzz back, girl
You got my buzz back, girl
Feels like I've been drinkin' since early in the morning'

 

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Drink To That All Night

Dontcha look now oh the parkin lots full
Gonna ride that cow with a Dallas bull
Everybody in the ATL is comin
DJs got those speakers thumpin
Got a black ford not a white mercedes
Walkin in the front door checkin out the ladies
My buddy says hey boys I'm buyin
The hottest girl in here's givin me the eye and.

Everybody knows, its gonna be one of those
I can drink to that all night
Thats the stuff I like
Thats the kind of party makes you throw your hands up high
Bout to tie one on talkin gone gone gone
Turnin all the wrongs into right
I can drink to that all night

Workin on the sweet thing sittin on a bar stool
Doin shots of Jack girl gonna take it old school
Singin hell yeah to every song their playin
Do ya wanna dance? Baby Im just sayin

Everybody knows, its gonna be one of those
I can drink to that all night
Thats the stuff I like
Thats the kind of party makes you throw your hands up high
Bout to tie one on talkin gone gone gone
Turnin all the wrongs into right
I can drink to that all night

Yeah, I can drink to that all night

Take your cup fill it up
You cant raise it high enough
Take your cup fill it up
You cant raise it high enough

Everybody knows, its gonna be one of those
I can drink to that all night
Thats the stuff I like
Thats the kind of party makes you throw your hands up
I can drink to that all night
Thats the stuff I like
Thats the kind of party makes you throw your hands up high
Bout to tie one on talkin gone gone gone
Turnin all the wrongs into right
I can drink to that all night

I can drink to that all night
I can drink to that all night

Take your cup fill it up
You can't raise it high enough
Take your cup fill it up
You can't raise it high enough
Take your cup fill it up
You can't raise it high enough
Take your cup fill it up
You can't raise it high enough

Writer: Warren, Brad / Warren, Brett / George, Derek / Miller, Lance
Copyright: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

 

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I Can't Give In Anymore

I'm tired of rollin' down the same road
Sometimes it feels like I'm just holdin' onto hope
Baby, can't you see we don't have to be anything other than what we've ever been

How much more can we both take
Is this where we bend or where we break

'Cause I'm tired of waitin' on the other side
Waitin' for you to make up your mind
'Cause you're makin' up mine
And I'm tired of the hell that we're livin' in
Fightin' for what it takes two to win
And this time I'm gonna walk away if things ain't like they were before
'Cause I can't give in anymore

Honesty is somethin' we both swore
But honestly I don't know if I know you anymore
We don't have to fake, we don't have to make this thing bigger than it really is

Did you say goodbye, I'm still not sure I've seen the signs, so just say the words
'Cause I'm tired of waitin' on the other side
Waitin' for you to make up your mind
'Cause you're makin' up mine
And I'm tired of the hell that we're livin' in
Fightin' for what it takes two to win
And this time I'm gonna walk away if things ain't like they were before
'Cause I can't give in anymore
I can't give in anymore

See, I'm tired of waitin' on the other side
Waitin' for you to make up your mind
'Cause you're makin' up mine
And I'm tired of the hell that we're livin' in
Fightin' for what it takes two to win
And this time I'm gonna walk away if things ain't like they were before
'Cause I can't give in anymore
I can't give in anymore
I'm tired of rollin' down the same road

 

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We Know How To Rock

Waitin' for the weekend so I can floor it
Take a dive off the deep end and outdoor it
Jacked up Jeep, old school CJ
Muddy on the floorboard

But buddy, it's the cleanest in the country
Propeller in water, got an all star cast
Me and the fellas we're haulin' the finest bass
Lifted one ton four wheel squealers
Perfect for hauling' four wheelers

In the country we know how to rock
In the country we know how to rock

All the hometown hotties playin' under the moon
Are movin' their bodies to a country tune
Sneakin' off out in the tall grass
Don't take a tractor to dig on that

In the country we know how to rock
In the country we know how to rock

Hey, hey I thought you knew
About the Man in Black and the Blue Suede Shoes
Whoa, we've been on a roll
Since Austin, Nashville and Muscle Shoals

In the country we know how to rock
In the country we know how to rock
In the country we know how to rock
In the country we know how to rock

 

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Come On, Come On

I wish each day was like a Friday night
A cold drink, my baby by my side
With no worries anywhere around
Life's a party if you want it to be
If you've got friends well that's all you need
So crank the music up and come unwound, yeah

Come on, come on, come on
Forget your problems
Come on, come on, come on
We've all got them
Come on, come on, come on
Put them in the past
Come on, come on, come on
Kick your shoes off
Come on, come on, come on
Just sing along
Come on, come on, come on
And just relax
Come on and lay on back

Well if we all took life a little more slow
Not in such a hurry and out of control
Well we just might find a little piece of mind
We can tip our hat, wave and smile
Mix the city life with some country style
So join me, twist a top, let's all unwind, yeah

Come on, come on, come on
Forget your problems
Come on, come on, come on
We've all got them
Come on, come on, come on
Put them in the past
Come on, come on, come on
Kick your shoes off
Come on, come on, come on
Just sing along
Come on, come on, come on
And just relax
Come on and lay on back

Come on, come on, come on
Forget your problems
Come on, come on, come on
We've all got them
Come on, come on, come on
Take a minute to laugh
Come on, come on, come on
Forget your problems
Come on, come on, come on
We've all got them
Come on, come on, come on
Put them in the past
Come on and lay on back
Come on and lay on back
Kick your shoes off
And sing along

Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on

 

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Lucky #7

I know my way around an engine
But you won't see me ridin' in a NASCAR race
Rollin' up on #88
I wasn't bad in the pads in high school
But you won't see me gettin' any prime time play
On a Monday night football game
But you say I'm good enough for you baby

I guess it's true some fools get lucky
When I'm next to you I'm right on the money
I look in your eyes and my only question
Is how did a 7 wind up with an 11?
I don't deserve ya, baby
I don't deserve ya, baby

I know there's things that you need to hear
And sometimes the right words won't come
I'm no Shakespeare or Kristofferson
When you shine like a diamond
On the dance floor as the music plays
I'm the only thing in your way
But you still let me lead ya darlin'

Well I guess it's true some fools get lucky
When I'm next to you I'm right on the money
I look in your eyes and my only question
Is how did a 7 wind up with an 11?
I don't deserve ya, baby
I don't deserve ya, baby

When I think of everybody livin' under the sun
I wonder how I ever got to be your only one
When I am a 7 at best
Well I guess it's true some fools get lucky
When I'm next to you I'm right on the money
I look in your eyes and my only question
Is how did a 7 wind up with an 11?
I don't deserve ya, baby
I don't deserve ya, baby
I don't deserve ya, baby I don't deserve ya, baby

 

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Donkey

Put my Chevy in the ditch, couple grand to get it fixed
Bank account runnin' dry, boss ain't got no overtime
Friday rolls around, gotta get this party to town
Got nothin' to drive, but just outside I hear my ride

Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky
Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky

George Jones took a John Deere tractor, hope my donkey gets there faster
When I pull up in no pickup truck, jocks break out in laughter
But the ladies think it's cool, I kick it with a mule
I fill their glass, they tip them back
They dig the way I ride that ass and I do, you would if you could, too
They all walk funny when they're done, riding you know who

Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky
Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky

All the ladies like to ride, oh, the ladies like to ride
Oh, the ladies like to ride, the ladies like my D-O-N-K-E-Y

Well, they say that's it last call, no, I don't sweat it, y'all
Got a bottle in the saddle, a six pack in the stall
So, baby, what you say we giddy up to my place
We hit the barn, ain't no harm rollin' in the hay, hey

Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky
Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky

Gonna ride, gonna ride
Gonna ride that donkey
Gonna ride, gonna ride
Gonna ride that donkey
Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky

Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky
Gonna ride that donkey, donkey
Down to the honky tonky
It's gonna get funky, funky

 

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Day Drinkin'

Woke up this mornin' hearin'
Roger Miller singin' "Chug-a-Lug"
Caught myself a little drinkin' bug
Called up my buddies, said "Hey, get your mugs to my place"
There was forty bucks in change in a jug
Bought some twelve packs and gave the tops a tug
Now we're laughin', lookin' back
Playin' some tunes, howling' at the crack of noon

Day drinkin', bucket of beer on ice
Day drinkin', 'cause it's hot outside
Pass me a cold one
I'm day drinkin', cheatin' on them neon lights
Day drinkin', the only closing' time
Is whenever that ole sun says "Hey, y'all are done"
Day drinkin'

We found ourselves fishin'
Through some old times from some old chairs
Wishin' we could go back there
But we ain't through yet, ain't seen that sunset
We're tipping' them like we did, who knows what happens when you're

Day drinkin', bucket of beer on ice
Day drinkin', 'cause it's hot outside
Pass me a cold one
I'm day drinkin', cheatin' on them neon lights
Day drinkin', the only closin' time
Is whenever that ole sun says "Hey, y'all are done"
Day drinkin'

Next to a tackle box on the lake or off the docks
Sippin' brew at a BBQ or a tailgate before kickoff
All good spots for twistin' tops off daytime beer
But I say we all stay right here

Day drinkin', bucket of beer on ice
Day drinkin', 'cause it's hot outside
Pass me a cold one
I'm day drinkin', don't tell them neon lights
Day drinkin', the only closin' time
Is whenever that ole sun says "Hey, y'all are done"
Day drinkin', cheatin' on them neon lights

Day drinkin', the only closin' time
Is whenever that ole sun says "Hey, y'all are done"
Day drinkin'

 

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The Real Thing

It's a cruel and funny world
He who has the gold supposed to get the girl
So, I know I don't fit the plans
Of your momma and your old man, they don't understand

I ain't in it for money
Ain't in it for fame
Ain't pretendin' to be somebody
Yeah, I'm here for the real thing, oh, the real thing
And baby, you're the real thing

City lights and high society
Never looked quite right on me
But out here on the outskirts of your dreams
Through the moonlight you will see
The best things in life are free

I ain't in it for money
Ain't in it for fame
Ain't pretendin' to be somebody
Yeah, I'm here for the real thing, oh, the real thing
And baby, you're the real thing

I'm in it, I'm in it for love
I'm in it for your brain
Yeah, I'm here for your body

Yeah, I'm here for the real thing, oh, the real thing
And baby, you're the real thing, oh, the real thing
Baby, you're the real thing, the real thing
Baby, you're the real thing

 

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Beach Baby

You slip off your blue jeans, put your bikini on
We've only got 'til the end of the night, so let's drink to it
Have fun we'll never forget, 'cause that's how we do it
Tappin' toes in the sand as the band plays
When you put your arms around your man, you know you're gonna hear me say

Hey beach baby, bikini body got me goin' crazy
Rockin' it out with your hands up in the sky side to side
Salt skin lady, dancin' close, got me thinkin' maybe
You'll be mine later on tonight
Hey beach baby, gonna hold you tight

When it's time for one more round and were through sippin'
We'll get down, down on the beach where it's a little more hidden
Sea breeze blowin' through your hair as you and the palms sway
The way you're movin' in the moonlight you know you're gonna hear me say

Hey beach baby, bikini body got me goin' crazy
Rockin' it out with your hands up in the sky side to side
Salt skin lady, dancin' close, got me thinkin' maybe
You'll be mine later on tonight
Hey beach baby, gonna hold you tight

Tappin' toes in the sand as the band plays
When you put your arms around your man, you know you're gonna hear me say
You slip off your blue jeans, put your bikini on

Hey beach baby, bikini body got me goin' crazy
Rockin' it out with your hands up in the sky side to side
Salt skin lady, dancin' close, got me thinkin' maybe
You'll be mine later on tonight
Hey beach baby, gonna hold you tight

You slip off your blue jeans, put your bikini on
You slip off your blue jeans, put your bikini on

 

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Refill

It's been too long and "Runnin' on Empty" is playin' on the radio
Don't know what it is but somethin' down in me
Is tellin' me boy you better get back home

I need a refill, I sure could go
For a little Southern Comfort in my rock and roll
I need a refill, pour it slow
One for my glass and one for my soul
One for my glass and one for my soul

I left town to make a little money but there's always a price to pay
I miss my baby's peaches and her Tennessee honey
There's only one road that I can take

I need a refill, I sure could go
For a little Southern Comfort in my rock and roll
I need a refill, pour it slow
One for my glass and one for my soul
One for my glass and one for my soul

So baby, fill it up with your touch
I need some time alone with some homegrown love

Can I get a refill, I sure could go
For a little Southern Comfort in my rock and roll
I need a refill, pour it slow
One for my glass and one for my soul
I need a refill, I sure could go
For a little Southern Comfort in my rock and roll
I need a refill, pour it slow
One for my glass and one for my soul
One for my glass and one for my soul
One for my glass, one for my soul

 

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She's Fine

Nah, nah, they don't grow 'em like that in the city, nah, nah
Nah, nah, you can't buy that kinda pretty

When she walks in chins drop like hammers
She's a hot mamma jamma from her head to her toes
She's that kinda moment, makes you wish you had a camera
Catch a glimpse of her glamour, eyes follow where she goes

She's fine and she lets it show
She's fine and everybody knows
She's fine, truth be told
She's finally mine to hold
They don't grow 'em like that in the city

She talks that kinda talk that causes a commotion
Puts your mind in motion, make the room spin around
When doors lock and the party gets goin'
Her body is a potion I can't put down

She's fine and she lets it show
She's fine and everybody knows
She's fine, truth be told
She's finally mine to hold
They don't grow 'em like that in the city

Well, I gotta say baby I want you
Tongue tied, no lie, now don't you
Take me as playin', I'm sayin'
I gotta be in your world
You make me feel like dancin'
All night moonlight romancin'
No fear girl, take this chance and
Let go and let love lead
I got to get us together

Maybe you could be mine forever
Never know, might be this moment
I'm in a haze and you're the wanted I'm lookin' for somethin' like you
Ain't never seen nothin' like you
You're like a country goddess
I've seen hot but you're the hottest

Nah, you can't buy that kinda pretty
She's so, she's so, so fine and she lets it show
She's fine and everybody knows
She's fine, truth be told
She's finally mine to hold
You can't buy that kinda pretty
They don't grow 'em like that in the city
You can't buy somethin' God given pretty
Whatever it costs, I just gotta make her mine
Sell my soul to the Reaper if I could keep her
Man, she's fine
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