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Picture On The Dashboard Brantley Gilbert right to blame you girl I don't have much at all I still got you picture taped to the dashboard On the mantle right by the front door you Said if you leave you'd never come back Well baby I don't believe Back In The Day Brantley Gilbert Mamma, she's still got that picture Of me and Katie on homecomin' night She looked pretty in that fancy dress But that girl was a barefoot blue jean princess A hand full of rocks and daddy's pine ladder More Than Miles Brantley Gilbert Maybe I should take that picture off the dashboard Before her memory hits the brakes and takes the wheel Yeah I bet she's still crying on that front porch Yeah, this time it's gonna take some time to heal Lights Of My Hometown Brantley Gilbert You know the lights of my hometown They come alive when the sun goes down 'We got the 50 yard line on a Friday night Mainstreet drag lined up with red taillights And the dashboard glow from the radio Kick Freshman Year Brantley Gilbert Saturday night my first high school dance Showin' up late in my sundays best Seen you before ahh but not in that dress The dj's last song and I lost the dare So with my heart and my pride on the line I What's Left Of A Small Town Brantley Gilbert Grand daddy used to take me Down town to the kinneys That's where all the old men go to reminisce Ramble on about history dust off some old stories Look back at the life they've come to miss I swear sometimes Saving Amy Brantley Gilbert Amy's got the letters I wrote My picture in a frame She's had a year to let go She's still wearin' my ring It hasn't left her finger since the night that I proposed When I promised her forever before I Hell On Wheels Brantley Gilbert a real outlaw Duct tape on that license plate A six gun in the dash Is thunder in the hood Heaven from a still Lighter and a jar And brother I'm hell on wheels Said I'm hell on wheels Just nine more miles THE ADDICTION Brantley Gilbert Hell, I can't quit She's the rails on the lines I ride between She keeps me rollin' Hell lost the hold it had on me When that angel stole it She's the only high I'm chasin' The one thing I wake up cravin Dirt Road Anthem (Revisited) (Feat. Colt Ford) Brantley Gilbert yeah I'm chillin on a dirt road Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones Smoke rollin' out the window An ice cold beer sittin in the console Memory Lane up in the headlights got me reminiscing on the good The Best Of Me Brantley Gilbert out your name Punching the walls, carrying on like I've gone insane And in the mirror I can see the man who just shook his head with no remorse Watching an angel cry her tears Stepping over my beers as Hell On An Angel Brantley Gilbert They say I was baptized in dirty water By the hands of the devil himself Between the banks of a whiskey river Beside the highway to hell I got scars on my heart and knuckles I got debts that I ain't pay Indiana's Angel Brantley Gilbert Grew up one state North of Kentucky A Family far from rollin' in the money 7 brothers and sisters to feed and love Granddaddy said she kept her eyes on the sky Watching all the little birds fly Staring Friday Night Brantley Gilbert This city's looking like a ghost town All the stores downtown they've been closing down Yeah, the only lights that shine for miles Are lighting up the sky above memorial drive And if you want a seat you Bottoms Up Brantley Gilbert I see you and me riding like Bonnie and Clyde Goin 95 burning down 129 yeah Looking for the law, while push my luck Shes ridin shot gun like it ain't no thing Turn the radio up so the girl can sing right Whenever We're Alone Brantley Gilbert She comes home late at night Kicks her high heels off and sighs Lays down on the bed She said it's been a long day at work I couldn't wait til I got home Just to be with you again Lord I love just to watch Kick It In The Sticks Brantley Gilbert Welcome to the home of the hillbilly Yeah, baby It's a land of barbed wire and moonshine whiskey Park your car before you get it stuck Go on, grab you a beer And get on up in the truck It's going down Bending The Rules And Breaking The Law Brantley Gilbert bad news crowd The one my mama warned me about The closest thing to hell she's ever raised But when I look back on those days I know I'd never change a thing I made mistakes that paved the way for the The Weekend Brantley Gilbert Tick tock, I'm on the clock and I'm feeling like This job's just 9 to 5'in my life away It's like I'm back in school and I'm in the last class And I'm passing time until the bell ring Having visions of Halfway To Heaven Brantley Gilbert There's a live oak tree you can still see off ol 129 you can see the scars its missin bark where it stopped my truck that night they say I took a swing at my best friend for tryin to take my keys next I'm Gone Brantley Gilbert There's no suitcase by your front door There's no note sayin' goodbye Ain't no motor out there runnin' Idling in the drive You don't have to keep on lookin' For some proof you're losin' me You don't have My Kind Of Crazy Brantley Gilbert She says Look baby I'm a rock star Grabs my old guitar Playin' it upside down Dancin' around In front of our tv I can't see the ballgame So I just wave my lighter and say Yeah, rock on baby I'd rather Small Town Throwdown (Feat. Justin Moore, Thomas Rhett) Brantley Gilbert on tonight, ridin' 'til the morning light Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown Oh, we 'bout to throwdown, son Now we got a field full of daisy dukes Round here we know how to grow ' G.R.I.T.S. Brantley Gilbert I had a buddy come down'round last July Called me when he crossed the Mason Dixon Line Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time I said, Man, come on, I got a place in mind We pulled My Kinda Party Brantley Gilbert Yeah, I worked all week Cleaned up, clean cut, and clean shaved Get the cover off the ’68 Fire it up, and let them horses sing A little pretty thing A little tan legged Georgia dream She’s a rockin’ them If You Want A Bad Boy Brantley Gilbert little girl, honey what are you doin' Talkin' 'bout lettin' your hair down We'll take a ride on the wild side of town If you want a bad boy then baby you got it Got a bad toy sittin' in the parkin' lot Play Me That Song Brantley Gilbert She's stopping by real late tonight just to talk She said I got some things been weighing on my mind And I know I can come there We just sit and then we talk a while And she spilled her heart in these Read Me My Rights Brantley Gilbert Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we're about to brawl Ol' boy done put his hands on a woman Where I come from, son, the next thing comin' is a Ass whoopin' in the parkin' lot Gonna My Faith In You Brantley Gilbert Yeah this world will turn its back When you find yours against that wall Just watch it as it keeps on spinnin' Just like there's nothin' wrong That's why I'm thumbin' through these pages They say the answers Take It Outside Brantley Gilbert Back in the good old days They knew how to brawl I'm talkin' real gunslingers I'm talkin' real outlaws They'd saddle up and ride on into town When it was high noon in them old saloons You knew what was