Toby Keith
American country music singer, songwriter, record producer, and actor.
Ooo there's a thin line between dreams and memories
I'll be losin' my mind 'til she comes back to me.
I've played every beer joint tavern from New York City out to Pasadena
Every corn dog fair and rodeo
And sold out every basketball arena
I like to get down with my boys in Afghanistan and Baghdad city too
I am a red, white and blue blood graduate of Honkytonk U.
I'm gonna miss that smile, I'm gonna miss you my friend
Even though it hurts the way it ended up, I'd do it all again
So play it sweet in heaven 'cause that's right where you wanna be
I'm not cryin' 'cause I feel so sorry for you, I'm cryin' for me.
How do you like me now?
How do you like me now,
Now that I'm on my way?
Do you still think I'm crazy,
Standin here today?
I couldn't make you love me.
But I always dreamed about living in your radio.
How do you like me now?
Yeah I'm in love with the girl in the four-wheel drive
Chrome steel bumpers and red step side
She has a large time in her large machine
Man I wonder how she gets up in that thing
It casts a big shadow sittin' in the sun
She's got it revved up rockin' ready to run
And someday soon I'm gonna climb right up
And take a little ride in her big ol' truck.
See my baby doll
She's my beauty queen
She's my movie star
Best I ever seen
I ain't hooked it up yet
But I'm tryin' hard as I can
It's just a high maintenance woman
Don't want no maintenance man.
You shouldn't kiss me like this
Unless you mean it like that
Cause I'll just close my eyes
And I won't know where I'm at.
We'll get lost on this dance floor,
Spinnin' around
And around
And around
And around.
Now this nation that I love
Has fallen under attack
A mighty sucker punch came flying in
From somewhere in the back
Soon as we could see clearly
Through our big black eye
Man, we lit up your world
Like the 4th of July.
Who's your daddy? Who's your baby?
Who's your buddy? Who's your friend?
And who's the one guy that you come runnin' to
When your lovelife starts tumblin'?
Well, I'm not talkin' bout locking down forever, baby.
That would be too demanding.
I'm just talkin' bout two lonely people
Who might reach a little understanding.
I'm not talkin' bout knocking out heaven
with whether we're wrong or we're right.
I'm not talkin' bout hooking up and hanging out,
I'm just talkin' bout tonight.
And I will always do my duty no matter what the price
I've counted up the cost, I know the sacrifice.
Oh, and I don't want to die for you,
But if dyin's asked of me,
I'll bear that cross with honor,
'Cause freedom don't come free.
Justice will be served
And the battle will rage
This big dog will fight
When you rattle his cage.
And you'll be sorry that you messed with
The U.S. of A.
'Cause we'll put a boot in your ass,
It's the American way.
Oh I'm just a man, that's the way I was made.
I'm not too good at sayin' what you need me to say.
It's always right there on the tip of my tongue.
It might go unsaid but it won't go undone.
So when those three little words come so easy to you,
I hope you know what I mean when I say, me too.
Music’s playin’ up and down the block
Mostly Christian, Blues, Country, Folk, and Southern Rock
It’s our little piece of paradise way out here in the woods
There is always somethin’ goin’ on down in the trailerhood.
I wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then
I wish I could start this whole thing over again
I'm not sayin' it's you could never be true
I just don't wanna know how it ends
You'd still have my heart in the palm of your hands
I'd still look like a fool in front of your friends
Yeah I wish somehow I didn't know now what I didn't know then.
Hey Uncle Sam
Put your name at the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty
Started shaking her fist.
And the eagle will fly
Man, it's gonna be hell
When you hear Mother Freedom
Start ringing her bell
And it feels like the whole wide world is raining down on you
Brought to you Courtesy of the Red White and Blue.
I don't do it for the money
There's bills that I can't pay
I don't do it for the glory
I just do it anyway.
Providing for our future's my responsibility.
Yeah I'm real good under pressure
Being all that I can be.
I run around with hillbilly girls
The weekend sits on my hillbilly world
You better be ready when the sun goes down
That's when country comes to town.
I should've been a cowboy.
I should've learned to rope and ride.
Wearing my six-shooter, riding my pony on a cattle drive
Stealing the young girls' hearts
Just like Gene and Roy
Singing those campfire songs.
I should've been a cowboy.
Every dog has its day, dog
And today, dog, just ain't yours.