Trace Adkins & Blake 'em that story you were

remember where we used to danceOut by the well,

1: Barbra Streisand & Blake has a way of

picked up the phoneShe said hey it's meI know

high heels with that sun dressTurquoise heart hanging

the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulAnd

1: Miranda red wine straight out of a coffee

I been thinking 'bout usAnd you know I ain't

is growin' like a vineStranglin' my heartWhen I think

put a bullet in my radioSomethin' just hit me

a Mississippi morningMy dad yelled out a warning"Son, you

down the interstateRunning thirty minutes lateSinging Margaritaville and minding

Jordan Matthew my ex's live in TexasAnd Texas is

high tech, honky tonk, shotgun weddin'There ain't no tellin' how

1: Ian hand lighters, headlight dreamersBackseat players, windshield singersSmall

1: Blake here, I'm just a feather in the

WooYeah, I always said, "You can sleep when you're dead"Keep the

on a plane, I'm at a barAnd I'm just

cut me loose and caught herself a somewhere windI

Right time, the right placeThe right body, the right faceTimber I'm