Na na na na When you're ready come and get it When you're ready When you're ready, ready I'm not too shy to show I love you, I got no regrets. So baby whenever you're ready You ain't gotta worry, it's an open invitation I'll be sittin' right here, real

Doing it to country songs I like doing it to country songs She likes doing it to country songs We like doing it to country songs My alarm clock is a radio 95.5 gets me ready to go I'm heading to my job, drinking coffee strong And I'm doing it to country

I'm waitin' Baby, any time you're ready Even ten years from now If you haven't found somebody I promise, I'll be around Tell me when you're ready Baby, tell me when you're ready Don't know why I tried 'Cause ain't nobody like you

I won me a trophy I just wanna take you out and show you off You already know that you the perfect one Girl when I'm with you, feel like a champion Ever since I got with you I feel like I done won me a trophy I won me a trophy (I won, I won, I won) I

Wherever there is you, I'm already there, But I'm already there, I'm already there. I will be there too, I will be there too. It's hard letting go, I'm finally at peace, but it feels wrong, Slow I'm getting up,

Ready to roar, ready to roar It's five o'clock and I'm out that door I'm hot and dusty, I'm tired and wore But it's Friday night and I'm ready to roar Get down the fiddle and break out the bow Take off the gloves and throw down the hoe Worked hard all

You don't know the chances. What if I should die?! A place inside my brain, another kind of pain You don't know the chances. I'm so blind! Are you ready?! There's a place inside my mind, a place I like to hide Another place I find to escape the pain

What if I left and it made no sense And you tell your friends and they hold your hands? Baby, nevermind, nevermind Nevermind, nevermind Alright, I'm ready now, ready now Alright, I'll take it on, take it on me Tonight, and take it with, take it with me I

It ain't love that I'm chasin' but I'm runnin' just in case There's trouble where I'm going but I'm gonna go there anyway I hate Sunday mornings 'cause they always seem to start this way I'm looking for a lighter, I already bought the cigarettes Guess I

He's saying "no, no, you're not ready yet" St. Peter shaking his head I'm far away For nights and days Silent they I'm running It's like your voice I hear Into my face Keeps drying my tears