Lirik Lagu | Lyrics

Picked a wildflower off the side of the road You put it in my hair Two bare feet up on the dashboard Hands waving through the summer air Looking at you, looking at me With the wind strapped to our backs Flying as high as a bird in the sky Don't get much better than that And we sang all the way down to Tupelo Love struck right on the money Heartbeats a beating to the radio Kisses sweet as the honey Down in Tupelo All the way down to Tupelo Counting the white lines a mile by mile Worries slipping away Took a back road for a little slow down Off of the interstate We followed the river as far as it goes Smiling in the July sun Hearing you say, you were falling in love I said, you ain't the only one And we sang all the way down to Tupelo Love struck right on the money Heartbeats a beating to the radio Kisses sweet as the honey Down in Tupelo All the way down La la la la la la Wind strapped to our backs La la la la la la Don't get much better t...

Back in '41 you met a brown eyed boy who called you pretty He'd walk everyday a couple miles out of his way to hold your hand and keep you company Your mama said don't call it love at 14 But sitting on that front porch swing He gave you his picture in a locket that you wore around your neck Left it right beside your heart so you would not forget The way it felt when he held your hand And you swore that you would never take it off And the butterflies you felt said it all You were falling with a boy inside your locket Back in '43 your brown eyed boy went over seas and had to leave town for a little while He swore he'd marry you as soon as the war was through, you would be his wife Standing in the pouring rain You cried as you watched him ride away But everyday You had his picture in a locket that you wore around your neck Left it right beside your heart so you would not forget The way his kiss tasted on your lips And everyday felt like a lifeti...

Brother’s in the backyard diggin’ in the dirt Mama’s in the kitchen in an old t-shirt Daddy’s diesel’s coming up the street And she’s in her bedroom growing her wings Ready to Run in her headphones Pretty in pink on all ten toes Nose in a Cosmo magazine All the junk mama says, she’s too young to read Little do they know she’s growing her wings They got her whole life on lockdown Doing time behind her bedroom door I guess it’s alright for right now But outside her window there’s so much More room for running and space to discover A whole wide world to see She’s dreaming about the girl she’s gonna be Stuck in Rice County, growing her wings The neighbor boy taught her how to French kiss And daddy’s got eyes in the back of his head He said, no dating ’til you’re 18 Now she’s in her room grounded, growing her wings They got her whole life on lockdown Doing time behind her bedroom door I guess it’s alright for right now But outside her window there’s so much Mor...

Oh yeah, boy You pull up in that jacked-up ride Open the door on the passenger side There’s a lot of girls who might Wanna climb inside But I’m not one of them You start flashing that country boy grin And your big city money clip There’s a lot of girls who’d love to go cashing in But I’m not one of them Baby, baby You’re gonna have to do better than that If you want my love You gotta give me some back Give me something real Not another come on, baby, come on There’s a lot of girls who might Just fall for what you got But I’m not one of them Now some may get into your kind of thing That only you can make their little hearts sing Well, you can go on thinking what you want to think I’m not one of them Baby, baby You’re gonna have to do better than that If you want my love You gotta give me some back Give me something real Not another come on, baby, come on There’s a lot of girls who might Just fall for what you got But I’m not one of them I’m not some...

I gotta little picture painted in my mind Of that special, not so perfect guy My heart wants me to find He ain't too pretty, he ain't to sweet A little rough around the edges Cute and country just like me [Chorus] One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin' Mama lovin', fishin' pole carryin; Swears a John Deere revvin' up Is music instead of noise Dirt road, 4-wheel drivin' Riverside saturday night and Sunday mornin' church goin' kinda boys He ain't gotta have money or a brand new truck But he better shake my daddy's hand When he comes to pick me up Gotta be a little reckless, a whole lotta fun And he's gotta know my midnight curfew Don't mean 12:01 [Chorus] One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin' Mama lovin', fishin' pole carryin; Swears a john deere revvin' up Is music instead of noise Dirt road, 4-wheel drivin' Riverside saturday night and Sunday mornin' church goin' kinda boys...

You used to want me But I didn't want you But now I want you Oh, but you don't want me Why can't our two hearts Just make up their minds? And want the same thing At the same time The funny thing about love It never makes sense It just keeps messing you up It never makes sense, never makes sense You let it go, never want it back You turn around and just like that You swear you can't get enough That's the funny thing about love That's the funny thing about love We were best friends Until I kissed you You know you liked it And I did too As soon you admit you're crazy about me I'm off and running, the soon enough you'll see The funny thing about love It never makes sense It just keeps messing you up It never makes sense, never makes sense You let it go, never want it back You turn around and just like that You swear you can't get enough That's the funny thing about love That's the funny thing about loveFun...

Let the light shine on my mama She's been worried about me And I can tell she's tired Walk my brother in a straight line I know he’s only 16 But he’s been playing with fire Give my grandpa a little peace and quiet I can feel the years of hard work in his hands Make my days pass just a little bit slower I’ve been runnin’ so fast I’ve forgotten who I am And so I go where the green grass grows The weeds are high and the sun hangs low Look to the sky and I say, hello Like it’s the very first time It doesn’t matter how long it’s been I can talk to God like he’s my best friend Take my heart lay it down again right there In a dirt road prayer He’s a good guy Looks dad in the eye And I wonder if you made him just for me But before I fall give me patience Until you show me where to take this And I go where the green grass grows The weeds are high and the sun hangs low Look to the sky and I say, hello Like it’s the very first time It doesn’t matter how lon...

I get this feeling every year, the first days of winter Pull out that box of souvenirs, to read your old letters In that stack of memories, found a note you left for me It almost feels like you're still here I hear your voice in every word You told me to remember Take each day and make it last Cause you turn around and the future is the past Here and now is all we have The beginning and the end mean so little What matters most is what's in the middle Makes me smile when I look back to every summer Forget your birthday and just laugh; say it's just a number But Sunday afternoons, they meant so much to you The simple things were golden, you found beauty in every moment Take each day and make it last Cause you turn around and the future is the past Here and now is all we have The beginning and the end mean so little What matters most is what's in the middle The day you're born is just a start Your last breath is a question mark The story of y...

It’s about fifteen hundred miles to California, They’ll get there Friday if they leave tonight, She sneaks out at three thirty in the morning, Leaves a note so she won’t see her daddy cry. He cuts the engine when he coasts in the driveway, She slides in and gives him one kiss for the road, No friends and no family, no job out there waiting, The whole town will call them crazy but they gotta go. Cause when you’re young and in love, yeah, You might do some things that don’t seem all that smart, Cause there ain’t no greater distance Than the eighteen inches from your head to your heart, yeah. They can barely make rent on a rundown apartment, She’s waiting tables and he’s a valet, They’re behind on the bills and the car’s barely running, But he buys a ring with the tips that he’s saved. When you’re young and in love, yeah, You might do some things that don’t seem all that smart, Cause there ain’t no greater distance Than the eighteen inches from your head to your he...

She was the kind of girl that never quite fit in Holes in her shoes and freckles on her skin Every time she saw those school doors open wide She’d wanna turn around and run back home and hide Yeah yeah yeah, oh Got used to being stuck at the back of the line The kind that kept her head down most of the time Secret dreams ‘bout the boy in the high school band And then wake up thinking she'd never had a chance She’s a wildflower That’s waitin’ on a sunny day Just waitin’ on the winds of change to blow Just a red hot spark that’s looking for a little flame, yeah Trying to find the perfect place to grow She’s a wildflower She’s a wildflower She makes a wish on every single star she sees Yeah somewhere deep down she still believes She prays every night before she goes to bed Pretty soon her life is gonna change She just doesn’t know it yet She’s a wildflower Just waitin’ on a sunny day Just waitin’ on the winds of change to blow Just a red hot spark that’s l...

Way beyond the city lights Lots of cowboys paradise Hundred circle on the … Growing up on serving time Love to dance and love to flirt I ain’t afraid of a little dirt We ain’t laid for Sunday church Mama raised us not to curse Whoa, our short’s a little shorter cause the sun’s a little hotter Sipping lemonade, while a finger in the water Whoa, whoa, whoa, ain’t nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches Whoa, whoa, there’s a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches We grow where the grass is green We got home grown in our dreams We love country everything, from …Jackson to … Whoa, our … drive you crazy when we … call you baby You don’t stand a chance once you seen a southern lady Ain’t nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches Whoa, whoa, there’s a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches Whoa, whoa, it don’t matter where you’re from come on in and have some fun We’re gonna treat you like you’re one of us Whoa, whoa, ain’t nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches ...

People always say I have a laugh like my mother does Guess that makes sense She taught me how to smile when things get rough I've got her spirit, she's always got my back When I look at her I think I want to be just like that When I love I give it all I've got Like my mother does When I'm scared I bow my head and pray Like my mother does She's a rock, she is grace She's an angel, she's my heart and soul She does it all When I love, I give it all I've got Like my mother does When I'm scared I bow my head and pray Like my mother does When I'm weak and unpretty I know I'm beautiful and strong Because I see myself Like my mother does