We come from Back in the hollers We got sweat On our blue collars The living's hard But the living's good You see God sent The heavens down And hung 'em 'round My neck of the woods

Good morning heartache Stop haunting me now Can't shake you nohow Just leave me alone I've got those Monday blues Straight to Sunday blues Here we go again You're the one Who knows me well

We're in good company Is a pretty girl sitting next to me Kissing up on me, and I got a spot waiting on you Yeah, the only thing missing So B.Y.O.B, it means bring yourself over, babe Got what we need to make good vibes, good times And a damn good memory

I pull up, I pull up You jump inside And you are unforgettable (unforgettable) I need to get you alone (oeh) Why not? A fuckin' good time never hurt nobody I got a little drink, but it's not Bacardi If you loved the girl, then I'm so, so sorry I gotta

You're so good to me I'm speechless An extra hour on the clock Just to show you how beautiful you are You're so good to me boy One extra holiday just to kiss you all over your face Ahw, you got me speechless I'd need extra day on the week Yeah I'd need

Good day to be me If I got you well it's a good day, baby Some folks call me crazy my momma call me 'hon And depending on the mood your in, I might be either one Hey, I get up and I go to work and I got to work some more When I get home I take it off and

I'm coming with you I'm coming with you, baby 'Cause I'm on you tough I said if it's all good baby girl I'm coming with you Got me saying Said if it's all good baby girl I'm coming with you And I wanna make that move (said I wanna make that move) I'm

You can't hurt me now I got away from you, I never thought I would You can't make me cry, you once had the power I never felt so good about myself Oh Father you never wanted to live that way You never wanted to hurt me Why am I running away It's funny

Whoah, something bad Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen Got a real good feelin’ something bad about to happen Stand on the box, stomp your feet, start clapping Wake up in the morning’ don’t know what happened Drinks keep coming, throw

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, you gon' make me turn up on you Treat you like princess Rest in heaven, Diana Piquing my interest She got peak like Montana England breeds proper girls Where are all your good manners? Reply with pleasantries