The lights go off Say its going to be, alright It's going to be, alright Just tell me it'll be, tell me it'll be Stay close to me, so close to me That's how it's supposed to be Long as you've been knowing me You been holding me down I'm sure as fuck, so

Tear the moon from the stars tonight Twist my arm like a knife tonight And if you wanna leave that's alright Well I'll just turn these tears into wine All the friends that I've ever known Are the streetlamps I follow home And I'm in the crowd but I'm all

And my soul gonna sit up in the kingdom, that's alright That's alright, that's alright My soul gonna sit up in the kingdom, that's alright Some say Peter , some say Paul But one God made us all That's alright, that's alright... You can rebuke me, throw

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

You know I love you, can't stand the way you do Bye bye, baby baby, bye bye Sometimes I wonder, why don't she write to me? Baby baby, come back home to me Well, you telling me it's true now and that's alright for you Bye bye, baby baby, don't cry If I've

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

Be cautious where you play It’s darkness in the A Be cautious where you play, there's darkness in the A Got the past whispering in my ear He flaw, she flaw, what’s wrong? I got troubles, and they won’t leave me alone That’s alright I know that but being

These are crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy nights People try to take my soul away, but I don't hear the rap that they all say They try to tell us we don't belong, that's alright, we're millions strong This is my music, it makes me proud, these are my people

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

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