The thing about a small town, word's gonna get around
He said, she said thing
Like who burned who, who's with somebody new
Did you see the look on her face?
Yeah, it's been a while since I've seen
That smile in the light of this neon dive
I ain't mad anymore, ain't the me from before
Ain't nobody wrong or right
So, no, I don't blame you for walkin' through the door
Snakeskin boots dancin' 'round the floor
And I can't blame me for doin' my hair
Wearin' those jeans, lettin' you stare
Yeah, it all went down 'round these four walls
If it's anyone's fault, it's the lime and the salt
For breakin' this broken heart, I blame the bar
If it wasn't for the band and the lighter in your hand
Might've never had the chance to meet
If it wasn't for the drinks, the sayin' what we think
We wouldn't mean a thing
No, I don't blame you for walkin' through the door
Snakeskin boots dancin' 'round the floor
And I can't blame me for doin' my hair
Wearin' those jeans, lettin' you stare
Yeah, it all went down 'round these four walls
If it's anyone's fault, it's the lime and the salt
For breakin' this broken heart, I blame the bar
No, I don't blame you that it didn't work out
Even if I used to, baby, I don't now
It was the two-for-ones, bein' young and dumb
That everybody's gotta go through
So, no, I don't blame you for walkin' through the door
Snakeskin boots dancin' 'round the floor
And I can't blame me for doin' my hair
Wearin' those jeans, lettin' you stare
Yeah, it all went down 'round these four walls
If it's anyone's fault, it's the lime and the salt
For breakin' this broken heart, I blame the bar
Yeah, for breakin' this broken heart, I blame the bar
Ella Langley - Hungover Album Lyrics
Ella Langley - Hungover Lyrics
Writer: Chris Lacorte, Ella Langley, Joybeth Taylor, Meg McRee
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
nicotine
I wouldn't smoke
Nah, I wouldn't need to
When I need something to calm my nerves
Yeah, I'd just hold you
Between my fingertips
Put you to my lips
And get a fix
Baby, be my nicotine
My lips on a buzz smoke ring
Feels good under neon lights
Stiff drink at the end of the night
Be the thing that I crave so bad
Leave me wanting just a one more drag
Take my breath, make it hard to breathe
The one I want, but I just don't need
Baby, be my nicotine
My nicotine
You'd have a warning
But I'd skip the label
So if I ever tried to quit you
I wouldn't be able
I'd be addicted, hell, I'd be hooked
'Cause I'm a little more bad than good
So baby, be my nicotine
My lips on a buzz smoke ring
Feels good under neon lights
Stiff drink at the end of the night
Be the thing that I crave so bad
Leave me wanting just a one more drag
Take my breath, make it hard to breathe
The one I want, but I just don't need
Baby, be my nicotine
My nicotine
Baby, be, baby, be, baby, be
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Baby, be my nicotine
My lips on a buzz smoke ring
Feels good under neon lights
Stiff drink at the end of the night
Be the thing that I crave so bad
Leave me wanting just a one more drag
Take my breath, make it hard to breathe
The one I want, but I just don't need
Baby, be my nicotine
My nicotine
Baby, be, baby, be, baby, be
My nicotine
My nicotine
Nah, I wouldn't need to
When I need something to calm my nerves
Yeah, I'd just hold you
Between my fingertips
Put you to my lips
And get a fix
Baby, be my nicotine
My lips on a buzz smoke ring
Feels good under neon lights
Stiff drink at the end of the night
Be the thing that I crave so bad
Leave me wanting just a one more drag
Take my breath, make it hard to breathe
The one I want, but I just don't need
Baby, be my nicotine
My nicotine
You'd have a warning
But I'd skip the label
So if I ever tried to quit you
I wouldn't be able
I'd be addicted, hell, I'd be hooked
'Cause I'm a little more bad than good
So baby, be my nicotine
My lips on a buzz smoke ring
Feels good under neon lights
Stiff drink at the end of the night
Be the thing that I crave so bad
Leave me wanting just a one more drag
Take my breath, make it hard to breathe
The one I want, but I just don't need
Baby, be my nicotine
My nicotine
Baby, be, baby, be, baby, be
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Baby, be my nicotine
My lips on a buzz smoke ring
Feels good under neon lights
Stiff drink at the end of the night
Be the thing that I crave so bad
Leave me wanting just a one more drag
Take my breath, make it hard to breathe
The one I want, but I just don't need
Baby, be my nicotine
My nicotine
Baby, be, baby, be, baby, be
My nicotine
My nicotine
Writer: Ella Langley, Jon Nite, Joybeth Taylor, Zachary Kale
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
love you tonight
One drink, what's that gonna hurt?
One dance never killed nobody
One kiss just for old time's sake
Head back to your place, hands on your body
Sounds like a good idea when I've been drinkin'
But when I sober up, I'm thinkin', "What was I thinkin'?"
Climbin' in a last-call cab with you
Doin' what I swore I wouldn't do
When the stars are out, boy, I want you to hold me
When the sun comes up, I'm leavin' even more lonely
I get high, then I'm heartbroke
Gonna love you tonight, gonna hate me tomorrow
A mistake, that's what we've always been
Foolish is how I'll be feelin'
When I wake up in your bed
All the mess in my head, starin' at your ceiling
Sounds like a good idea when I've been drinkin'
But when I sober up, I'm thinkin', "What was I thinkin'?"
Climbin' in a last-call cab with you
Doin' what I swore I wouldn't do
When the stars are out, boy, I want you to hold me
When the sun comes up, I'm leavin' even more lonely
I get high, then I'm heartbroke
Gonna love you tonight, gonna hate me tomorrow
Ooh, gonna love you tonight
Ooh, gonna hate me tomorrow
Ooh, gonna love you tonight
Know that I shouldn't, but I'm gonna love you tonight
Sounds like a good idea when I've been drinkin'
But when I sober up, I'm thinkin', "What was I thinkin'?"
Climbin' in a last-call cab with you
Doin' what I swore I wouldn't do
When the stars are out, boy, I want you to hold me
When the sun comes up, I'm leavin' even more lonely
I get high, then I'm heartbroke
Gonna love you tonight, gonna hate me tomorrow
Ooh, gonna love you tonight
Ooh, gonna hate me tomorrow
Ooh, gonna love you tonight
Know that I shouldn't, but I'm gonna love you tonight
One dance never killed nobody
One kiss just for old time's sake
Head back to your place, hands on your body
Sounds like a good idea when I've been drinkin'
But when I sober up, I'm thinkin', "What was I thinkin'?"
Climbin' in a last-call cab with you
Doin' what I swore I wouldn't do
When the stars are out, boy, I want you to hold me
When the sun comes up, I'm leavin' even more lonely
I get high, then I'm heartbroke
Gonna love you tonight, gonna hate me tomorrow
A mistake, that's what we've always been
Foolish is how I'll be feelin'
When I wake up in your bed
All the mess in my head, starin' at your ceiling
Sounds like a good idea when I've been drinkin'
But when I sober up, I'm thinkin', "What was I thinkin'?"
Climbin' in a last-call cab with you
Doin' what I swore I wouldn't do
When the stars are out, boy, I want you to hold me
When the sun comes up, I'm leavin' even more lonely
I get high, then I'm heartbroke
Gonna love you tonight, gonna hate me tomorrow
Ooh, gonna love you tonight
Ooh, gonna hate me tomorrow
Ooh, gonna love you tonight
Know that I shouldn't, but I'm gonna love you tonight
Sounds like a good idea when I've been drinkin'
But when I sober up, I'm thinkin', "What was I thinkin'?"
Climbin' in a last-call cab with you
Doin' what I swore I wouldn't do
When the stars are out, boy, I want you to hold me
When the sun comes up, I'm leavin' even more lonely
I get high, then I'm heartbroke
Gonna love you tonight, gonna hate me tomorrow
Ooh, gonna love you tonight
Ooh, gonna hate me tomorrow
Ooh, gonna love you tonight
Know that I shouldn't, but I'm gonna love you tonight
Writer: Aaron Raitiere, Ella Langley
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
better be tough
Honey, you must think I'm blind
Hell, you must think I was born last night
Or maybe you think I don't mind
That you got your little somethin' on the side
Well, I do, so I don't
Wanna hear how you only just drove her home
Screw you, 'cause I won't
Be leavin' without a little smoke
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Don't come cryin', tryna make it back up
If you're gonna lay down with the junkyard dogs
Better be ready for a girl done wrong
Talkin' sugar in your Chevy, four flat tires
Six-string Tele', set it on fire
Guess your daddy never told you when you were growin' up
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Gonna roll your bass boat down the hill
Gonna watch it sink down to the bottom
Paint the ten-point buck that you killed
Rattle can red, no problem
You ain't seen crazy till you seen me
All pissed off comin' down your street
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Don't come cryin', tryna make it back up
If you're gonna lay down with the junkyard dogs
Better be ready for a girl done wrong
Talkin' sugar in your Chevy, four flat tires
Six-string Tele', set it on fire
Guess your daddy never told you when you were growin' up
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
If you're gonna run around cheatin' in a small town
If you're gonna be that dumb
You better have thick skin and fake it like a real man
Boy, you're gonna have to be tough
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Don't come cryin', tryna make it back up
If you're gonna lay down with the junkyard dogs
Better be ready for a girl done wrong
Talkin' sugar in your Chevy, four flat tires
Six-string Tele', set it on fire
Guess your daddy never told you when you were growin' up
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
If you're gonna be dumb
You better be tough
Hell, you must think I was born last night
Or maybe you think I don't mind
That you got your little somethin' on the side
Well, I do, so I don't
Wanna hear how you only just drove her home
Screw you, 'cause I won't
Be leavin' without a little smoke
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Don't come cryin', tryna make it back up
If you're gonna lay down with the junkyard dogs
Better be ready for a girl done wrong
Talkin' sugar in your Chevy, four flat tires
Six-string Tele', set it on fire
Guess your daddy never told you when you were growin' up
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Gonna roll your bass boat down the hill
Gonna watch it sink down to the bottom
Paint the ten-point buck that you killed
Rattle can red, no problem
You ain't seen crazy till you seen me
All pissed off comin' down your street
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Don't come cryin', tryna make it back up
If you're gonna lay down with the junkyard dogs
Better be ready for a girl done wrong
Talkin' sugar in your Chevy, four flat tires
Six-string Tele', set it on fire
Guess your daddy never told you when you were growin' up
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
If you're gonna run around cheatin' in a small town
If you're gonna be that dumb
You better have thick skin and fake it like a real man
Boy, you're gonna have to be tough
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
Don't come cryin', tryna make it back up
If you're gonna lay down with the junkyard dogs
Better be ready for a girl done wrong
Talkin' sugar in your Chevy, four flat tires
Six-string Tele', set it on fire
Guess your daddy never told you when you were growin' up
If you're gonna be dumb, you better be tough
If you're gonna be dumb
You better be tough
Writer: Brett James, Ella Langley, Erik Anderson, William L. Bundy
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
paint the town blue
I've tried the going out, running 'round with the party crowd
Yeah, I was acting like that heartbreak didn't mean a thing
I've tried the burning it up and the shutting it down
Look how that turned out
I've done everything
But giving in to the pain
So tonight
I ain't gonna smile like it ain't hurting
I'm not drinking nothing but some straight-up bourbon
I ain't gonna lie, I'm so lonesome I could cry
I'm gonna pour it out to the dive bartender
Ain't going to the house 'til I forget to remember
Ever since you left, I've been trying to paint it red
But tonight, I'm doing something new
I'm gonna paint thе town blue
I'm gonna paint the town blue
(Paint thе town blue, paint the town blue)
Gonna find me a barstool with a silver line and silver smoke
Gonna fall to pieces like this barely beating heart you broke
Yeah, I've been acting like you're something that I don't want back
But hell, this ain't that
I ain't gonna smile like it ain't hurting
I'm not drinking nothing but some straight-up bourbon
I ain't gonna lie, I'm so lonesome I could cry
I'm gonna pour it out to the dive bartender
Ain't going to the house 'til I forget to remember
Ever since you left I've been trying to paint it red
But tonight, I'm doing something new
I'm gonna paint the town blue
I'm gonna paint the town blue
[Instrumental Break]
I ain't gonna smile like it ain't hurting
I'm not drinking nothing but some straight-up bourbon
I ain't gonna lie, I'm so lonesome I could cry
I'm gonna pour it out to the dive bartender
Ain't going to the house 'til I forget to remember
Ever since you left, I've been trying to paint it red
But tonight, I'm doing something new
I'm gonna paint the town blue
I'm gonna paint the town blue
I'm gonna paint the town blue
Yeah, I was acting like that heartbreak didn't mean a thing
I've tried the burning it up and the shutting it down
Look how that turned out
I've done everything
But giving in to the pain
So tonight
I ain't gonna smile like it ain't hurting
I'm not drinking nothing but some straight-up bourbon
I ain't gonna lie, I'm so lonesome I could cry
I'm gonna pour it out to the dive bartender
Ain't going to the house 'til I forget to remember
Ever since you left, I've been trying to paint it red
But tonight, I'm doing something new
I'm gonna paint thе town blue
I'm gonna paint the town blue
(Paint thе town blue, paint the town blue)
Gonna find me a barstool with a silver line and silver smoke
Gonna fall to pieces like this barely beating heart you broke
Yeah, I've been acting like you're something that I don't want back
But hell, this ain't that
I ain't gonna smile like it ain't hurting
I'm not drinking nothing but some straight-up bourbon
I ain't gonna lie, I'm so lonesome I could cry
I'm gonna pour it out to the dive bartender
Ain't going to the house 'til I forget to remember
Ever since you left I've been trying to paint it red
But tonight, I'm doing something new
I'm gonna paint the town blue
I'm gonna paint the town blue
[Instrumental Break]
I ain't gonna smile like it ain't hurting
I'm not drinking nothing but some straight-up bourbon
I ain't gonna lie, I'm so lonesome I could cry
I'm gonna pour it out to the dive bartender
Ain't going to the house 'til I forget to remember
Ever since you left, I've been trying to paint it red
But tonight, I'm doing something new
I'm gonna paint the town blue
I'm gonna paint the town blue
I'm gonna paint the town blue
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
cowboy friends
Hate to break to break your buckle, baby, you ain't the only John Wayne here
In the spur of the moment, some other boots could buy me a beer
If you're threatening to leave just to see if I care
I'd tell you where to go, but I think you know where
So saddle up and ride away
It ain't like it was love anyways
I won't have no trouble rounding up the next one when this ends
I've got me more than a few cowboy friends
You think you're such a big shot with that big tеn-gallon hat
Overcompensating, you know what they say about that
You need all that gеtup to get a girl to call you baby
All I need is what the good Lord gave me
So saddle up and ride away
It ain't like it was love anyways
I won't have no trouble rounding up the next one when this ends
I've got me more than a few cowboy friends
Yee-haw
Woo!
Alright now
I know this ain't probably what you wanted me to say
I bet you were hoping I'd be begging you to stay
Don't get me wrong, I'll be watching you leave
I can't lie, I do like the rear view of those jeans
So saddle up and ride away
It ain't like it was love anyways
I won't have no trouble rounding up the next one when this ends
I've got me more than a few cowboy friends
One's been calling me for weeks, and oh, here he is again
I've got me more than a few cowboy friends, woo!
In the spur of the moment, some other boots could buy me a beer
If you're threatening to leave just to see if I care
I'd tell you where to go, but I think you know where
So saddle up and ride away
It ain't like it was love anyways
I won't have no trouble rounding up the next one when this ends
I've got me more than a few cowboy friends
You think you're such a big shot with that big tеn-gallon hat
Overcompensating, you know what they say about that
You need all that gеtup to get a girl to call you baby
All I need is what the good Lord gave me
So saddle up and ride away
It ain't like it was love anyways
I won't have no trouble rounding up the next one when this ends
I've got me more than a few cowboy friends
Yee-haw
Woo!
Alright now
I know this ain't probably what you wanted me to say
I bet you were hoping I'd be begging you to stay
Don't get me wrong, I'll be watching you leave
I can't lie, I do like the rear view of those jeans
So saddle up and ride away
It ain't like it was love anyways
I won't have no trouble rounding up the next one when this ends
I've got me more than a few cowboy friends
One's been calling me for weeks, and oh, here he is again
I've got me more than a few cowboy friends, woo!
Writer: Austin Goodloe, Ella Langley, Joybeth Taylor, Lydia Grace Vaughan
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
girl who drank wine
Nothin' but a dusty dive in Somewhere, Oklahoma
Wouldn't know it passin' by if someone hadn't told ya
Only from around here's walkin' in
Wearin' denim head-to-toe, a cowboy Cassanova
Comes in every Saturday, and everybody knows him
And he knows everybody walkin' in
So think of what he thought when she did
She wasn't from around here, outfit showed
She spoke a different accent, everybody spoke
Sittin' on a barstool, keepin' to herself
Didn't order from the top, didn't drink from the well
She wantеd somethin' red in a tall stem glass
Hе didn't catch her name, she was gone in a flash
Left him wantin' more than what he had
That one night with the girl who drank wine
He tried to throw the same old lines, but dammit, she was witty
She said, "I've heard that once or twice, you coulda just said I'm pretty"
She wasn't his same old cup of tea
Unlike anything he'd ever seen
She wasn't from around here, outfit showed
She spoke a different accent, everybody spoke
Sittin' on a barstool, keepin' to herself
Didn't order from the top, didn't drink from the well
She wanted somethin' red in a tall stem glass
He didn't catch her name, she was gone in a flash
Left him wantin' more than what he had
That one night with the girl who drank wine
With the girl who drank wine
Legends say he's sippin' whiskey in the same old place
'Cause the girl who drank wine drove the good old boy insane
She wasn't from around here, outfit showed
She spoke a different accent, everybody spoke
Sittin' on a barstool, keepin' to herself
Didn't order from the top, didn't drink from the well
She wanted somethin' red in a tall stem glass
He didn't catch her name, she was gone in a flash
Left him wantin' more than what he had
That one night with the girl who drank wine
Wouldn't know it passin' by if someone hadn't told ya
Only from around here's walkin' in
Wearin' denim head-to-toe, a cowboy Cassanova
Comes in every Saturday, and everybody knows him
And he knows everybody walkin' in
So think of what he thought when she did
She wasn't from around here, outfit showed
She spoke a different accent, everybody spoke
Sittin' on a barstool, keepin' to herself
Didn't order from the top, didn't drink from the well
She wantеd somethin' red in a tall stem glass
Hе didn't catch her name, she was gone in a flash
Left him wantin' more than what he had
That one night with the girl who drank wine
He tried to throw the same old lines, but dammit, she was witty
She said, "I've heard that once or twice, you coulda just said I'm pretty"
She wasn't his same old cup of tea
Unlike anything he'd ever seen
She wasn't from around here, outfit showed
She spoke a different accent, everybody spoke
Sittin' on a barstool, keepin' to herself
Didn't order from the top, didn't drink from the well
She wanted somethin' red in a tall stem glass
He didn't catch her name, she was gone in a flash
Left him wantin' more than what he had
That one night with the girl who drank wine
With the girl who drank wine
Legends say he's sippin' whiskey in the same old place
'Cause the girl who drank wine drove the good old boy insane
She wasn't from around here, outfit showed
She spoke a different accent, everybody spoke
Sittin' on a barstool, keepin' to herself
Didn't order from the top, didn't drink from the well
She wanted somethin' red in a tall stem glass
He didn't catch her name, she was gone in a flash
Left him wantin' more than what he had
That one night with the girl who drank wine
Writer: Ella Langley, Johnny Clawson, Joybeth Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
monsters
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head
There's a voice that speaks to me
Tellin' me everything I'll never be
Every secret that I try to hide
It shouts it out inside my mind
Everything I do seems wrong
Everywhere I go I don't belong
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head
Memories I'd like to leave shoved up under my bed
Caught up in a bad dream, don't even have to sleep
To see every regret, take it from me
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head, inside my-
I over-analyze
Let my worst critic criticize
Every last mistake I ever made
Every woulda, coulda, shoulda on replay
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head
Memories I'd like to leave shoved up under my bed
Caught up in a bad dream, don't even have to sleep
To see every regret, take it from me
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head, inside my head
Inside my head
Everything I do seems wrong
Everywhere I go, I don't belong
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head
Memories I'd like to leave shoved up under my bed
Caught up in a bad dream, don't even have to sleep
To see every regret, take it from me
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head, inside my head
Inside my head
Inside my head
There's a voice that speaks to me
Tellin' me everything I'll never be
Every secret that I try to hide
It shouts it out inside my mind
Everything I do seems wrong
Everywhere I go I don't belong
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head
Memories I'd like to leave shoved up under my bed
Caught up in a bad dream, don't even have to sleep
To see every regret, take it from me
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head, inside my-
I over-analyze
Let my worst critic criticize
Every last mistake I ever made
Every woulda, coulda, shoulda on replay
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head
Memories I'd like to leave shoved up under my bed
Caught up in a bad dream, don't even have to sleep
To see every regret, take it from me
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head, inside my head
Inside my head
Everything I do seems wrong
Everywhere I go, I don't belong
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head
Memories I'd like to leave shoved up under my bed
Caught up in a bad dream, don't even have to sleep
To see every regret, take it from me
I've got some real monsters livin' inside my head, inside my head
Inside my head
Inside my head
Writer: Ella Langley, Hunter Wolkonowski, Joybeth Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
people change
People say, "Forever"
Hell, I said it to you
People stay together
Running from the truth ain't what I wanna do
Could stay high on nostalgia, live life looking back
We can hate it or doubt it, but it doesn't change that fact
That people change their minds, people change their hair
People change each other out of no damn where
It's a part of life, we can't help ourselves
So don't be surprised when I change myself
'Cause pеople change
Woo-ooh-ooh
Peoplе change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change even when you wish they wouldn't
You learn it's out of your control
And every time I thought I couldn't
Holding back just take a toll
So I go and break the mold
I'm not where I used to be, but I'm getting where I want to go
I don't know a lot, but I'm guessing God made forks in the road
'Cause people change their minds, people change their hair
People change each other out of no damn where
It's a part of life, we can't help ourselves
So don't be surprised when I change myself
'Cause people change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change
People say forever
Hell, I said it to you
People change their minds, people change their hair
People change each other out of no damn where
It's a part of life, we can't help ourselves
So don't be surprised when I change myself
People change their minds, people change their hair
People change each other out of no damn where
It's a part of life, we can't help ourselves
So don't be surprised when I change myself
'Cause people change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change
Woo-ooh-ooh
Yeah, people change
People change, yes, people change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change
Hell, I said it to you
People stay together
Running from the truth ain't what I wanna do
Could stay high on nostalgia, live life looking back
We can hate it or doubt it, but it doesn't change that fact
That people change their minds, people change their hair
People change each other out of no damn where
It's a part of life, we can't help ourselves
So don't be surprised when I change myself
'Cause pеople change
Woo-ooh-ooh
Peoplе change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change even when you wish they wouldn't
You learn it's out of your control
And every time I thought I couldn't
Holding back just take a toll
So I go and break the mold
I'm not where I used to be, but I'm getting where I want to go
I don't know a lot, but I'm guessing God made forks in the road
'Cause people change their minds, people change their hair
People change each other out of no damn where
It's a part of life, we can't help ourselves
So don't be surprised when I change myself
'Cause people change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change
People say forever
Hell, I said it to you
People change their minds, people change their hair
People change each other out of no damn where
It's a part of life, we can't help ourselves
So don't be surprised when I change myself
People change their minds, people change their hair
People change each other out of no damn where
It's a part of life, we can't help ourselves
So don't be surprised when I change myself
'Cause people change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change
Woo-ooh-ooh
Yeah, people change
People change, yes, people change
Woo-ooh-ooh
People change
Writer: Ella Langley, Austin Goodloe, Laura Veltz, Joybeth Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
closest to heaven
They shut the door
Pulled the shade, told us the news
Now, it wasn't long till the pastor came
Read a red line from Luke
Granddaddy said, "I'm probably damned
From the damn things I've done"
Then he grabbed Grandma's hand
And in front of everyone
He told her
The closest to Heaven that I'll ever be
Is somewhere with you under a big old oak tree
If it's hell-fire or streets of gold
Don't know where I'm gonna go
But if one thing I know, I believe
Honey, you're the closest to Heaven
That I'll ever be
Then he said, "I was noddin' off
Whiskey on my breath
In a pinewood back pew
I only talked to God every now and then
To thank Him for you
Guess He knew what He was doin'
When He sent you my way
You were the only chance I ever had at ever bein' saved"
Yeah, the closest to Heaven that I'll ever be
Is somewhere with you under a big old oak tree
If it's hell-fire or streets of gold
Don't know where I'm gonna go
But if one thing I know, I believe
Honey, you're the closest to Heaven
That I'll ever be
Twenty-one guns, folded flag in her lap
One headstone blank
Next to one etched in black
And it reads
The closest to Heaven that I'll ever be
Is somewhere with you
Under a big old oak tree
If it's hell-fire or streets of gold
Don't know where I'm gonna go
But if one thing I know, I believe
Honey, you're the closest to Heaven
That I'll ever be
Honey, you're the closest to Heaven
That I'll ever be
Pulled the shade, told us the news
Now, it wasn't long till the pastor came
Read a red line from Luke
Granddaddy said, "I'm probably damned
From the damn things I've done"
Then he grabbed Grandma's hand
And in front of everyone
He told her
The closest to Heaven that I'll ever be
Is somewhere with you under a big old oak tree
If it's hell-fire or streets of gold
Don't know where I'm gonna go
But if one thing I know, I believe
Honey, you're the closest to Heaven
That I'll ever be
Then he said, "I was noddin' off
Whiskey on my breath
In a pinewood back pew
I only talked to God every now and then
To thank Him for you
Guess He knew what He was doin'
When He sent you my way
You were the only chance I ever had at ever bein' saved"
Yeah, the closest to Heaven that I'll ever be
Is somewhere with you under a big old oak tree
If it's hell-fire or streets of gold
Don't know where I'm gonna go
But if one thing I know, I believe
Honey, you're the closest to Heaven
That I'll ever be
Twenty-one guns, folded flag in her lap
One headstone blank
Next to one etched in black
And it reads
The closest to Heaven that I'll ever be
Is somewhere with you
Under a big old oak tree
If it's hell-fire or streets of gold
Don't know where I'm gonna go
But if one thing I know, I believe
Honey, you're the closest to Heaven
That I'll ever be
Honey, you're the closest to Heaven
That I'll ever be
Writer: Ella Langley, Johnny Clawson, Smith Ahnquist
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
cowgirl don't cry (acoustic)
Didn't take long, just a drink and a song
Ain't it kinda funny how it happens that way?
Knew it wasn't right but it didn't feel wrong
But when you're twenty-two, who cares anyway?
Ooh, just another cliché
Ooh, always ridin' away
Cowboys run, chasin' that sun
She learned real young how to love and let go
'Cause every single time she fell for green eyes
Every single promise was a pony show
Pieces of her heart that she can't get back
In the back of a Bronco drivin' too fast
Yeah, the well ran dry
So there ain't no wonderin' why
That cowgirl don't cry
That cowgirl don't cry
Wasn't always that way, though
Used to wear a halo
Till he walkеd out and he broke it in two
So, she pickеd up herself
Tough as pink nails
And hell what else a girl gonna do? 'Cause
Cowboys run, chasin' that sun
She learned real young how to love and let go
'Cause very single time she fell for green eyes
Every single promise was a pony show
Pieces of her heart that she can't get back
In the back of a Bronco drivin' too fast
Yeah, the well ran dry
So there ain't no wonderin' why
That cowgirl don't cry
That cowgirl don't cry
Didn't take long, just a drink and a song
Ain't it kinda funny how it happens that way?
Heartbreak hurt, don't it? Rub a little dirt on it
And ain't they all the same? 'Cause
Cowboys run, chasin' that sun
She learned real young how to love and let go
Every single time she fell for green eyes
Every single promise was a pony show
Pieces of her heart that she can't get back
In the back of a Bronco drivin' too fast
Yeah, the well ran dry
So there ain't no wonderin' why
That cowgirl don't cry
That cowgirl don't cry
That cowgirl don't cry
That cowgirl don't cry
Ain't it kinda funny how it happens that way?
Knew it wasn't right but it didn't feel wrong
But when you're twenty-two, who cares anyway?
Ooh, just another cliché
Ooh, always ridin' away
Cowboys run, chasin' that sun
She learned real young how to love and let go
'Cause every single time she fell for green eyes
Every single promise was a pony show
Pieces of her heart that she can't get back
In the back of a Bronco drivin' too fast
Yeah, the well ran dry
So there ain't no wonderin' why
That cowgirl don't cry
That cowgirl don't cry
Wasn't always that way, though
Used to wear a halo
Till he walkеd out and he broke it in two
So, she pickеd up herself
Tough as pink nails
And hell what else a girl gonna do? 'Cause
Cowboys run, chasin' that sun
She learned real young how to love and let go
'Cause very single time she fell for green eyes
Every single promise was a pony show
Pieces of her heart that she can't get back
In the back of a Bronco drivin' too fast
Yeah, the well ran dry
So there ain't no wonderin' why
That cowgirl don't cry
That cowgirl don't cry
Didn't take long, just a drink and a song
Ain't it kinda funny how it happens that way?
Heartbreak hurt, don't it? Rub a little dirt on it
And ain't they all the same? 'Cause
Cowboys run, chasin' that sun
She learned real young how to love and let go
Every single time she fell for green eyes
Every single promise was a pony show
Pieces of her heart that she can't get back
In the back of a Bronco drivin' too fast
Yeah, the well ran dry
So there ain't no wonderin' why
That cowgirl don't cry
That cowgirl don't cry
That cowgirl don't cry
That cowgirl don't cry
Writer: Ella Langley, Jordan Fletcher
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
broken in (acoustic)
Guitars, trucks and cowboy boots
A few things better used
When you can see what they've been through, you know they're made to last
There's nothing wrong with faded jeans
Couple tears, frayed seams
Baby, all that really means is that we all got a past
I don't trust a horse that ain't been rode
Or a truck that ain't been sold
Hands and hearts that ain't got scars, they ain't worth holding
Songs sound better on rusty strings
Worn-in leather feels good to me
Guess you could say that I like things
Broken, broken in
Broken in
Say all that to tell the truth
There's still some things that I like new
Likе the first time that I kissed you
And thе first smoke out of that pack
From who we are to where we've been
Swearing we won't love again
Folks like us, the only way back in is through the cracks
I don't trust a horse that ain't been rode
Or a truck that ain't been sold
Hands and hearts that ain't got scars, they ain't worth holding
Songs sound better on rusty strings
Worn-in leather feels good to me
Guess you could say that I like things
Broken, broken in
Broken in
Guitars, trucks and cowboy boots
A few things better used
When you can see what they've been through, kinda like me and you
I don't trust a horse that ain't been rode
Or a truck that ain't been sold
Hands and hearts that ain't got scars, they ain't worth holding
Songs sound better on rusty strings
Worn-in leather feels good to me
Guess you could say that I like things
Broken, broken in
Broken in
Broken in
Broken in
A few things better used
When you can see what they've been through, you know they're made to last
There's nothing wrong with faded jeans
Couple tears, frayed seams
Baby, all that really means is that we all got a past
I don't trust a horse that ain't been rode
Or a truck that ain't been sold
Hands and hearts that ain't got scars, they ain't worth holding
Songs sound better on rusty strings
Worn-in leather feels good to me
Guess you could say that I like things
Broken, broken in
Broken in
Say all that to tell the truth
There's still some things that I like new
Likе the first time that I kissed you
And thе first smoke out of that pack
From who we are to where we've been
Swearing we won't love again
Folks like us, the only way back in is through the cracks
I don't trust a horse that ain't been rode
Or a truck that ain't been sold
Hands and hearts that ain't got scars, they ain't worth holding
Songs sound better on rusty strings
Worn-in leather feels good to me
Guess you could say that I like things
Broken, broken in
Broken in
Guitars, trucks and cowboy boots
A few things better used
When you can see what they've been through, kinda like me and you
I don't trust a horse that ain't been rode
Or a truck that ain't been sold
Hands and hearts that ain't got scars, they ain't worth holding
Songs sound better on rusty strings
Worn-in leather feels good to me
Guess you could say that I like things
Broken, broken in
Broken in
Broken in
Broken in
Writer: Ella Langley, Ian Christian, Jordan Fletcher
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Hungover is the debut studio album by American country music singer Ella Langley. It was released through Sawgod/Columbia on August 2, 2024.
Langley co-wrote all of the album's 14 tracks, with Will Bundy producing the project. The title track, "Paint the Town Blue", "Nicotine", and "You Look Like You Love Me" were all issued ahead of the album's release as promotional singles.
The latter, a duet with Riley Green, became Langley's first entry on the Billboard Hot 100, debuting at number 53, and was released as her debut single to country radio on August 5, 2024.
-Wikipedia
Performed By:
Ella LangleyLangley co-wrote all of the album's 14 tracks, with Will Bundy producing the project. The title track, "Paint the Town Blue", "Nicotine", and "You Look Like You Love Me" were all issued ahead of the album's release as promotional singles.
The latter, a duet with Riley Green, became Langley's first entry on the Billboard Hot 100, debuting at number 53, and was released as her debut single to country radio on August 5, 2024.
-Wikipedia
Genre(s): country, contemporary pop, Southern rock
Producer(s): Will Bundy
Length: 45:08
Released: August 2nd, 2024
Year: 2024