Just an alien Oh, we just want to get home again If you want to That's alright We were just about to lose our home Diamonds ate the radio Moving in the dead of night We took photographs just some just so History someone to know

Oh, you think I'm talking crazy In a different language you might not understand Oh, that's alright That's just the kind of life that made me who I am Just taking my mind on a visit Back in time 'cause I miss it You wouldn't know to love it like I love

Let's go to bed early Turn out the lights It's only eight thirty But that's alright Know you ain't tired Neither am I And stay up all night There's a party going on tonight And we can go if you want to

It's alright, it's alright You are my one and only You gave that joy to me When my whole life was lonely Do it again Don't let this love end You came in That's what my little heart was looking for Laughter in the rain

If that's alright And that's alright You don't know anybody that could be so bad But if you did you'd be wonderin' where I'm at I'll bet that Well I'll be home when tomorrow morning Well that's alright Two thousand miles were still That's alright

Well, I know I should be moving on But I feel like I'm already gone Now if somebody'd hold me, save me from This broken record that's playing in my heart You know it's alright, I'm praying for the sunshine To get me through the hard times, to get me

Baby you can crash my party anytime. You can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans, baby that’s alright. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by I will pour you a drink. If you wanna call me, call me, call me you don’t have to

That's just my life, my life, my life, my life That's just my, that's just my, that's just my My life, my life I might do some things you don't like We all make mistakes, that's just life They might say I changed, that's alright That's alright, that's

My song will carry on And I'll spend my life penning my song, my song Good girls don't make history So I may never be what you assume (it's my song) Don't want your hooks or auto-tune (it's my song) If I'm off-key then that's alright with me (it's my

Hell, that's alright with me I like whiskey and tight denim On good-hearted women And for that I make no apologies Call me country, call me hippie A wildcat from Dixie And if you do or don't like what you see Everybody knows I like whiskey Preferably