Tema: Aaron Lewis - Tekstovi pesama

"Forever"

Another cheap high rise hotel room
Another place another show
Another meaningless...
Destination with nowhere to go

Another Time to say "I love you"
Another Time to say "Good night"
Another Time to hear a dial tone
'Cause no one wants to fight
Why should we fight?

'Cause I can see it in your eyes...
Is the sparkle gone forever?
Don't say forever!

And I can feel it when we touch...
Is the fire out forever?
Don't say forever!

Another time to miss a birthday
Another time to miss my flight
I've missed so much, that I don't know what I have
And what I thought I might.
What I might 'cause

I can see it in your eyes
Is the sparkle gone forever?
Don't say forever!

And I can feel it when we touch
Is the fire out forever?
Don't say forever!

Now I'm lying beside you...
A stranger in your arms
We drift apart together
And come back like a storm...
Like a storm...

Another show up in Decatur
Another one in San Antone
Somewhere else in this Equator
Takes me far away from home
I'm coming home 'cause

I can see it in your eyes
The sparkle shines forever
This is forever

And I can feel it when we touch
The Fire burns forever
'Cause this is forever

I can see it in your eyes
The sparkle shines forever
This is forever

I can feel it when we touch
The Fire burns forever
This is forever

"Grandaddy's Gun"

It sits above the mantel on a couple rusty nails
It ain't worth a lot of money and it damn sure ain't for sale
The good Lord only knows all the stories it could tell
My Granddaddy's gun

He bought it new out of the Sears and Roebuck catalog
And it shot a many shells over the back of an old bird dog
It backed a burglar down when grandma took the safety off
Granddaddy's gun.

[Chorus:]
It's just an old double-barrel twelve
The stock is cracked and it kicks like hell
It wouldn't mean what means to me to no one
I can still hear his voice when I put it to my shoulder,
"A gun's like a woman, son, it's all how you hold her."
He taught me a whole lot more than how to hunt
And one of these days I'll pass it on to my grandson
My Granddaddy's gun

He handed it to me on the day I turned thirteen
With a half-shot box of shells and a kit to keep it clean
I keep a picture in the case of that sweet old man and me
Granddaddy's gun

[Chorus:]
It's just an old double-barrel twelve
The stock is cracked and it kicks like hell
It wouldn't mean what means to me to no one
I can still hear his voice when I put it to my shoulder,
"A gun's like a woman, son, it's all how you hold her."
He taught me a whole lot more than how to hunt
And one of these days I'll pass it on to my grandson
My Granddaddy's gun

There's a long beard hanging on the living room wall
That I got with a box call
And Granddaddy's gun
There's a shot up stop sign on forty nine
That me and Billy Joe shot up one night
With Granddaddy's gun

It sits above the mantel on a couple rusty nails
It ain't worth a lot of money and it damn sure ain't for sale

"State Lines"

I just left out of corpus and I'm heading into Nashville for the day
I left my mark on music row, now back out on the road, more shows to play

I've worn the tires off this bus ten times
I've carried contraband across state lines

I've played concert halls and holes in walls and places that a show just shouldn't be
There's stadiums and late night shows on every major network on TV

And I've worn the tires off this bus ten times
I've carried contraband across state lines

Well, I just left West Virginia, one more in Wabash and Then I'll come home
I can take this guitar off my back and hang up these ol boots cause I'm gone

And I've worn the tires off this bus ten times
I've carried contraband across state lines
I've followed yellow lines til I can't see
I'll never know where this road's takin' me

"Anywhere But Here"

This road is going nowhere
And these, these shoes are worn too thin
There's always should-haves where I'm going
There's always could-haves where I've been.

And all the things that I've said
And the road up ahead don't mean nothing don't mean nothing
And the things that I've done and the man I've become disappear
I wish I was anywhere but here.

There's always footsteps from behind me
Why don't they ever read the writing on the wall
And all the time I've spent rewinding
It might mean nothing, it might mean nothing at all

And all the things that I've said
And the road up ahead don't mean nothing don't mean nothing
And the things that I've done and the man I've become disappear
I wish I was anywhere but here.

The bed next to me is empty
Just like the, the shell I'm still trying to fill
The things put in life to tempt me
They won't ever, they might break my will

And all the things that I've said
And the road up ahead don't mean nothing don't mean nothing
And the things that I've done and the man I've become disappear
I wish I was anywhere but here. Wish I was anywhere but here.

"Party In Hell"

I've been hard up and torn down, the things I've been through
And the angels won't take me... away
And I've talked to St. Peter, he won't let me pass
So it looks like I'm going today.

So let's have a party and tell 'em I'm home
There'll be Waylon and Whitley as well
And The Devil will be dealing' the cards as they lay
So let's have a party in hell

And washed up, and worn down, and down on my knees
The angels won't take me... away
The bartender only serves brown liquor in hell
And that sure sounds like heaven to me

So let's have a party and tell 'em I'm home
There'll be Janis and Jim Beam as well
And Rick James will bring all the cocaine you want
So let's have a party in hell

So let's have a party and tell 'em we're home
There'll be no-show and Junior and Merle
And Jamey Johnson will be drinkin' from a brown paper bag
So let's have a party in hell

"Sinner"
(feat. Willie Nelson)

So I sit here,
In my hole,
Hope the lord can,
Come save my soul.

Cause I'm a sinner to my core,
I ask forgiveness and nothing more.

Darkness surrounds me,
I can't see,
All of the demons,
Right here with me.

Cause I'm a sinner to my core.
I ask forgiveness and nothing more.

My eyes are open,
Now I can see,
All of the damage,
Brought on by me.

Cause I'm a sinner to my core,
I ask forgiveness and nothing more.

I'm a sinner to my core,
I ask forgiveness and nothing more.

"That Ain't Country"

What a sad state of affairs I'm in
Cause I'm trying to compete where I just don't fit in
Cause the country, if you call it that, from off the road
Ain't country just because I'm old enough to know that

That ain't country
That's a natural fact
It's full of tails of good times and happy endings
My life ain't like that
So I'll keep listening to the old songs that my Grandad used to play
Full of pain and heartache and desperation and the ones that got away
The ones that speak to me, the way I feel today

So tell me, whatever happened to the country songs
Full of truth and consequences, all the things gone wrong
Someone came and changed it up, made it all a lie
I'd like to spit a little beach-nut right in that dude's eye

Cause that ain't country
That's a natural fact
It's full of tails of good times and happy endings
My life ain't like that
So I'll keep listening to the old songs that my Grandad used to play
Full of pain and heartache and desperation and the ones that got away
The ones that speak to me, the way I feel today

Now listen here
We got Waylon singing songs bout a Ramblin' Man
And Junior's got a cold one in his hand
And the Possum's gettin drunk again imagine that
And Charlie Daniels playing fiddle underneath that hat
And John and June are goin' back and forth again
And David Allan Coe is singing 'bout his kin
And Haggard sings the songs that'll save your soul
And Willie sings the songs about the hearts he stole

Cause that shit's country
That's a natural fact
It's full of tails of hard times and complications
Ain't life like that?
So I'll keep listening to the old songs that my Grandad used to play
Full of pain and heartache and desperation and the ones that got away
The ones that speak to me, the way I feel today
The ones that speak to me
The way I feel today

"Whiskey And You"

There's a bottle, on the dresser by your ring
And it's empty, so right now I don't feel a thing
But I'll be hurtin', when I wake up on the floor
But I'll be over it by noon

That's the difference between whiskey and you

Come tomorrow, I can walk in any store
It ain't a problem, they'll always sell me more
But your forgiveness, well that's something I can't buy
There ain't a thing that I can do

That's the difference between whiskey and you

One's a devil, and one keeps driving me insane
At times I wonder, if they ain't both the same
And one's a liar, that helps to hide me from my pain
And one's a long gone bitter truth

That's the difference between whiskey and you

I've got a problem, but it ain't like what you think
I drink because I'm lonesome, an' I'm lonesome 'cause I drink
But if I don't break down, and bring it on myself
It'll hit out of the blue

That's the difference between whiskey and you

One's a devil, and one keeps driving me insane
At times I wonder, if they ain't both the same
And one's a liar, that helps to hide me from my pain
And one's a long gone bitter truth

That's the difference, between whiskey and you
Oh, that's the difference, between whiskey and you

"Northern Redneck"

We grow tobacco and we drive trucks
We kill whitetails and greenhead ducks
And drive our four wheelers down the main road
And bust out the sleds when it's cold

We got back roads an' four-wheel-drives
We got tailgates on a Friday night
And it's a half hour from my front door
To a Walmart or a grocery store

What you all don't understand
It ain't all about a southern man

'Cause we got outlaws, we got hicks
We got honkytonks out in these sticks
We love our whiskey and we love our homegrown
God damn it's so good to be home

We wear Carhart, we don't wear suits
We wear square toes and Chippewa boots
And we all know where we come from
And we'll be right here when it's done

What you all don't understand
It ain't all about the southern man

'Cause we got family livin' out in these woods
We got pride and a sense of what's good
And we all got dirt on our hands
It's a song for the workin' man

Get up early and we work third shift
Pay our taxes and protect our kids
And we all got dirt on our hands
'Cause there's rednecks north of the Mason-Dixon
There's rednecks north of the Mason-Dixon

'Cause I'm from the North son, you're from the South
Straight out the trailer, fresh off the plow
You got your Chevy parked next to my Ford
And the colors flyin' high at your door

I got a shotgun, fill it with shells
You got a Bible but I'll see you in hell
We ain't that different son, you and me
Tryin' to make it in the land of the free

What y'all don't understand
It ain't all about a southern man

'Cause we got family livin' out in these woods
We got pride and a sense of what's good
And we all got dirt on our hands
It's a song for the workin' man

Get up early and we work third shift
Pay our taxes and protect our kids
And we all got dirt on our hands
'Cause there's rednecks north of the Mason-Dixon
I'm a redneck north of the Mason-Dixon

"Mama"

My mama always told me
"Son, you'd best go easy down that road"
And she said she was sorry
For all the times she couldn't save my soul

I shoulda listened to her words a little more
Before I packed up and I walked right out that door

Daddy always told me
"Son, you'd better love the best you can"
And "Don't look back and be sorry
These moments won't be comin' 'round again"

But I feel like I could conquer the whole world
When I look up and see those three little girls

But I get lost, I can't find my way
All my pieces glued together for the world to see
Mistakes I've made, consumed by some
Till there's nothing left of me when all is said and done

Now a preacher man once told me
"Son, I'm not so sure you can be saved"
He said, "Life is full of choices
And He sees all the bad ones that you've made"

And I said "Yeah, you're right, I'll probably go to Hell
But goddamn all the stories I can tell"

'Cause I'm so lost, I can't find my way
All my pieces glued together for the world to see
Mistakes I've made, consumed by some
Till there's nothing left of me when all is said and done

So my mama always told me
"Son, you'd best go easy down that road"