
Track listing
- Two Lanes of Freedom
- One of Those Nights
- Friend of a Friend
- Southern Girl
- Truck Yeah
- Nashville Without You
- Book of John
- Mexicoma
- Number 37405
- It’s Your World
- Highway Don’t Care
- Annie I Owe You a Dance
- Tinted Windows
- Truck Yeah (Live)
- Let Me Love It Out of You
Two Lanes of Freedom
Two Lanes of Freedom
(Jaren Johnston, Jehn Schott)
Two hearts, two bucket seats, too much sun not to wear shades.
Boot to the pedal and pedal to the metal, we’re the reason this road was paved yeah.
Now honey, how fast you wanna go, NASCAR driving Miss Daisy.
Radio loud, radio low, or I can sing if you want me to baby.
I can tell God’s smiling down, I just get that feeling,
You and me going town to town, on two lanes of freedom.
Oh, no red lights or stop signs around for miles,
Just swaying trees, your hair in the breeze, and that smile, and I know
God made old country roads for driving and dreaming,
Mine’s coming true girl here with you on two lanes of freedom.
Two lanes of freedom.
Bottle of wine and a cheap motel, door 12 feet from the road
Watch the sunset holding hands and talk about where we’re gonna go
So where you wanna go? (Where you wanna go?)
Where you wanna go? (Where you wanna go?)
Where you wanna go? (Where you wanna go?)
Where you wanna go? (Where you wanna go?)
Babe, there’s no red lights or stop signs around for miles,
Just swaying trees, your hair in the breeze, and that smile, and I know
God’s working down from that sky blue ceiling,
He made these old country roads for driving and dreaming,
Mine’s coming true girl here with you on two lanes of freedom.
Two lanes of freedom.
Two lanes of freedom.
Two lanes of freedom.
Two lanes of freedom.
Two lanes of freedom.
Two lanes of freedom.
Two lanes of freedom.
Two lanes of freedom.
One of Those Nights
One of Those Nights
(Luke Laird, Rodney Clawson, Chris Tompkins)
She’s getting dressed up, putting on that lipstick
Shimmy shakin’ right into them cut-offs baby, aww yeah
You’re getting of work, cashin’ out that paycheck
Gotta change that shirt and pick that girl up on her front step
Here she comes now looking so fine
You’ve been waiting on this night for such a long, long time
She slides in and you roll down main street,
You turn right when that red light turns green
The Sun sets, now you’re halfway to heaven
She picks a song you turn it up to eleven,
You say “do you wanna?” and she says hell yeah
So you hit the party, all your buddies are jealous
Someday you’ll be looking back on your life
At the memories, this is gonna be one of those nights
Crowded back yard, everybody’s laughing
Kinda party, next week you’ll say I was there when it happened
Coming up on midnight, bout time to get gone
And then the DJ starts to ṗlay her favorite song
You slow dance for three minutes or so, and then she whispers baby let’s go
And when she slides in and she gives you the green light
You hold off till you turn on the headlights
Someday when you’re looking back on your life
At the memories, this is gonna be one of those nights
Yeah one of those nights
Full moon through a crack in the windshield
You hold her close and you’ll never forget how her heartbeat feels
No you never will
Cause someday when you’re looking back on your life
At the memories, this is gonna be one of those nights
Yeah one of those nights one of those nights
Yeah one of those nights one of those nights,
Oh
One of those nights
This is gonna be
Hey
This is gonna be
One of those nights
Oh-oh
One of those nights
One of those nights
Friend of a Friend
Friend of a Friend
(Mark Irwin, Josh Kear, Andrew Dorff)
I heard it from a friend of a friend
You’re living out in LA now
Got a studio apartment
Couple blocks off the beach
Doing yoga in the evenings
You love the kids you teach
I heard it from a friend of a friend
You met somebody in a coffee shop
You’ve been going out now
Foregoing ten months
You already met his family
Things are heating up
Don’t you believe anything you hear
When someone tells you
I still ask about you
After all this years
No matter what they say
It’s just not true
I don’t spend all my days and all my nights
Just missing you
I heard it from a friend of a friend
You looked amazing in that long white gown
Flowers in your hair
Barefoot in the sand
Your daddy almost broke down
When he gave away your hand
But don’t you believe anything you hear
When someone tells you
I still ask about you
After all this years
No matter what they say
It’s just not true
I don’t spend all my days and all my nights
Just missing you
I heard it from a friend if a friend
He didn’t mean it when he took those vows
You’ve been staying with you mama
For a couple weeks now
Being asking everybody about me
I heard it from a friend of a friend
I heard it from a friend of a friend
Southern Girl
Southern Girl
(Jaren Johnston, Lee Thomas Miller, Rodney Clawson)
Now I ain’t sayin’ them LA ladies don’t know what they’re doing
And I been in love with New York City a time or two
I had some Seattle coffee, some Chicago wind
Some Kansas wheat fields I’d love to see again
But the fireflies play where the cattails grow
And them southern girls, they talk nice and slow with
Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey
Little bit crazy like New Orleans
Memphis blue and Daytona sunny
Soft as cotton in some cutoff jeans
Don’t you know
Ain’t nothing in the whole wide world
Like a southern girl
Southern girl rock my world
Hazel eyes and golden curls
Put on a country song
We’ll dance all night long
A southern girl’s mama probably taught her how a lady should act
But a southern girl’s probably got a barn somewhere reared out back
She’ll get a little hay in her hair, her tires in the mud
She’s been caught in the rain, and washed in the blood
Likes cherries in her coke, takes a little sip
Comes over to me with them sunburned lips and them
Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey
Little bit crazy like New Orleans
Memphis blue and Daytona sunny
Soft as cotton in some cutoff jeans
Don’t you know
Ain’t nothing in the whole wide world
Like a southern girl
If you’ve ever seen Savannah heat up when the stars come out
Well, then, fellas, come on, you know what I’m talking about
Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey
Little bit crazy like New Orleans
Memphis blue and Daytona sunny
Soft as cotton in some cutoff jeans
Don’t you know
Ain’t nothing in the whole wide world
Like a southern girl
Southern girl rock my world
Hazel eyes and golden curls
Put on a country song
We’ll dance all night long
Truck Yeah
Truck Yeah
(Chris Janson, Preston Brust, Chris Lucas, Danny Myrick)
Got Lil’ Wayne pumpin’ on my iPod
Thumpin’ on the subs in the back of my crew cab
Redneck rockin’ like a rockstar
Sling a lil’ mud off the back, we can do that
Friday night football, Saturday Last Call, Sunday Hallelujah
If you like it up loud and you’re hillbilly proud
Then you know what I’m talking about
Let me hear you say, Truck Yeah
Wanna get it jacked up yeah
Let’s crank it on up yeah
With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a Truck Yeah
We can love it on up yeah
‘Til the sun comes up yeah
And if you think this life I love is a little too country
Truck Yeah
Our party in the club is a honky tonk downtown
Yeah that’s where I like to hang out
Chillin’ in the back room
Hangin’ with my whole crew
Sippin’ on a cold brew, hey now!
Got a mixed up playlist, DJ play this
Wanna hear a country song
If you like it up loud and you’re hillbilly proud
Throw your hands up now, let me hear you shout
Truck Yeah
Wanna get it jacked up yeah
Let’s crank it on up yeah
With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a Truck Yeah
We can love it on up yeah
‘Til the sun comes up yeah
And if you think this life I love is a little too country
Truck Yeah
Rap or country, city, farm
It don’t matter who you are
Got a little fight, got a little love
Got a little redneck in your blood
Are you one of us?
Truck Yeah
Wanna get it jacked up yeah
Let’s crank it on up yeah
With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a Truck Yeah
We can love it on up yeah
‘Til the sun comes up yeah
And if you think this life I love is a little too country
You’re right on the money
Truck Yeah!
Nashville Without You
Nashville Without You
(Kyle Jacobs, Joe Leathers, Ruston Kelly)
It’d be just another river town
Streets would have a different sound
There’d be no honky tonks with whiskey rounds
No dreamers chasin’ dreams down
No tourists takin’ in the sights
No Stetsons under Broadway lights
No pickers playin’ for pocket change
No rhinestone boots on an old church stage
Hey Blue Eyes, Cryin’ In The Rain
Hey Fire, Burnin’ Round The Ring
Hey Crazy, you know it’s true
That Nashville, wouldn’t be Nashville, without you
No ghost of the man in black
No long white Cadillac
No woman standin’ by her man
In the place where it all began
Hey Good Lookin’, hey Momma Tried
Hey Gambler, hey Country Boy Can Survive
Hey Jolene, you know it’s true
That Nashville, wouldn’t be Nashville, without you
Hey Georgia, hey Smokey Mountain Rain
Hey Galveston, He Stopped Loving Her Today
Hey Fancy, you know it’s true
That Nashville, wouldn’t have
Blue Eyes, Cryin’ In The Rain
Hey Fire, Burnin’ Round The Ring
Hey Crazy, you know it’s true
That Nashville, wouldn’t be Nashville, without you
It’d be just another river town
Streets would have a different sound
Book of John
Book of John
(Jon Nite, Greg Becker)
We were sittin’ round the supper table and the buzz of the frigidaire
Was the only sound ’til momma laid down, a book she found upstairs
It was covered in dust in the back of the closet,
Goodwill box we almost tossed it out
We could have lost all those memories
There was a picture of mama in the pouring rain
Ticket stubs to a Braves game
Silver star and a baggage claim from Hanoi, Vietnam
There was a picture of him callin’ on grandpa
Leather skin from a baseball
We laughed and cried, told stories all night long
From the book of John
Now the pot of coffee’s almost gone, as we turn another page
We’re climbing on him like a Jungle Jim, watching his hair turn gray
All the Polaroids are just reminders,
You can’t hold life in a three ring binder
We flipped on through ’em anyway
There’s a picture at his sister taken in July
On the steps of the church pulling out his tie
Hair’s still wet from gettin’ baptized, the brand new blue suit on
An old set of keys to his Chevrolet
A crumpled up receipt for a wedding ring
We watched ourselves grow up there in his arms
In the book of John
That sun came up, we were wide awake
Head to toe in black and gray
Long black Lincoln waiting down the drive
He was father, son, husband and friend
I still flip through it every now and then
When I need just a few words of advice
It’s almost like he’s not really gone
And I know one day I’ll be passin’ on
The book of John
Mexicoma
Mexicoma
(James T. Slater, Brad Warren, Brett Warren)
I know it’ over,
But the sun still shines on a fool like me.
You pulled the plug, on what I thought was love
But I got just enough juice to forget about you and squeeze this lime.
I can see the ocean (I can see the ocean)
I can feel the breeze (I can feel the breeze)
Almost can’t remember how you left me, down here on my knees
Sure was good to know you
I still wanna hold ya,
But I know it’s over.
You ain’t coming back.
This ain’t Oklahoma,
I’m somewhere south of the border,
I’m in a mexicoma.
My my my my my my mexicoma,
I know it’ over,
But the sun still shines on a fool like me.
I’m sittin’ here stoned, at Tortilla Jo’s
And nobody knows my name and that’s alright with me.
My my my my my my mexicoma,
I know it’ over.
I’m in a mexicoma.
My my my my my my mexicoma,
I know it’ over.
I’m in a mexicoma.
My my my my my my mexicoma,
I know it’ over.
I’m in a mexicoma.
My my my my my my mexicoma,
I know it’ over,
But the sun still shines on a fool like me.
Number 37405
Number 37405
(Tom Douglas, Troy Jones)
Oh, he listens to the countdown every Sunday morning
From a cold solitary prison cell
And the music from his radio is like freedom down a dirt road
Makes that eight by ten a brighter hell
Before he started doing all the hard time that he’s doing
He was singing in them honky-tonks and dives
He dreamed of being somebody, now he’s number 37405
Well she used to come and see him every other weekend
And bring him all the news from way back home
It’s been two birthdays since he’s kissed her,
Five seconds since he’s missed her
Now the perfume on those letters ain’t that strong
He’s got too much time to think about the night he had too much to drink
And all his buddies, they begged him not to drive
Mr. Life of the Party is now number 37405
Old judge on the bench said, “Son, your crime’s got consequences.”
It’s what he told him fifteen years ago
He took a life and that’s a fact, he’d give his own to give it back
Today’s the day he finally gets parole
He turns in them prison clothes, and stands there at the fork in the road
And mama prays and waits while he decides
And the angels close their eyes…
Listens to the birds sing on a perfect autumn morning
Just down the road rings an old church bell
It’s Your World
It’s Your World
(Scott Stepakoff, Josh Osborne, Shane McAnally)
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey [x2]
It’s your bed that we sleep in,
It’s your smile up on the wall.
It’s your night, it’s your weekend,
And when it’s over, it’s your call.
Your rain, your sky, your sunshine in my eyes,
Your end, your beginning,
It’s your world, I’m just living in it.
You leave your mark on everything that you touch,
You’re painting my heart with your calico brush.
The air that I breathe, the water I drink, the dirt beneath my feet.
No matter how you spin it,
It’s your world baby, I’m just living in it.
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey
I’m holding on for dear life,
For just one more time around,
Hoping that you might drop by,
The next time you pass through my town.
Your lows, your highs, I hang on your goodbyes,
Every second, every minute,
It’s your world baby, I’m just living in it.
You leave your mark on everything that you touch,
You’re painting my heart with your calico brush.
The air that I breathe, the water I drink, the dirt beneath my feet.
No matter how you spin it,
It’s your world baby, I’m just living in it.
Cause I know it’s turning without me,
And it ain’t all about me,
It’s all about you.
You leave your mark on everything that you touch,
You’re painting my heart with your calico brush.
The air that I breathe, the water I drink, the dirt beneath my feet.
You leave your mark on everything that you touch,
You’re painting my heart with your calico brush.
The air that I breathe, the water I drink, the dirt beneath my feet.
No matter how you spin it,
It’s your world baby, I’m just living in it.
I’m just a map dot on your planet,
It’s your world baby, I’m just living in it.
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey…
Highway Don’t Care
Highway Don’t Care (featuring Taylor Swift & Keith Urban)
[Mark Irwin, Josh Kear, Brad Warren, Brett Warren]
Bet your window’s rolled down and your hair’s pulled back
I bet you got no idea you’re going way too fast
And you’re trying not to think about what went wrong
Trying not to stop til you get where you goin’
Trying to stay awake so I bet you turn on the radio
And the song goes
I can’t live without you, I can’t live without you baby
I can’t live without you, I can’t live without you baby, oh baby
The highway won’t hold you tonight
The highway don’t know you’re alive
The highway don’t care if you’re all alone
But I do, I do.
The highway won’t dry your tears
The highway don’t need you here
The highway don’t care if you’re coming home
But I do, I do.
I bet you got a dead cell phone in the shot gun seat
Yeah, I bet you’re bending God’s ear talking about me.
You’re trying not to let the first tear fall out
Trying not to think about turning around
Trying not to be lost in sound but that song is always on
So you sing along
I can’t live without you, I can’t live without you baby
I can’t live without you, I can’t live without you baby, oh baby
The highway won’t hold you tonight
The highway don’t know you’re alive
The highway don’t care if you’re all alone
But I do, I do
The highway won’t dry your tears
The highway don’t need you here
The highway don’t care if you’re coming home
But I do, I do.
I can’t live without you, I can’t live without you baby
I can’t live without you, I can’t live without you baby, oh baby
The highway don’t care
The highway don’t care
The highway don’t care
But I do, I do.
[Repeat until instrumental]
I can’t live without you, I can’t live without you baby
Two Lanes of Freedom [Accelerated Deluxe] Bonus Tracks

Annie I Owe You a Dance
Annie I Owe You a Dance
(James T. Slater, Tom Douglas)
I was running late again, picking up a few things
And there you were on isle 13.
I felt that old rush, when you saw me you blushed
Like you did when you were sweet sixteen.
They said you looked lost on the dance floor,
With a lonely look in your eyes.
Don’t know why I didn’t show, to this day I still don’t know
For once I wish I hadn’t thought twice.
Then your folks split up and you moved to Colorado,
And I headed out to Tennessee.
Heard you got married and you moved back home,
Here we are again, you and me.
It’s no surprise the light in your little girl’s eyes,
Shines like the ring on your hand.
Annie, I owe you a dance.
Don’t the years fly by in the blink of an eye,
Yeah loves, I’ve had a few.
I’ve been a million places and I’ve seen a million faces,
But I couldn’t stop thinking ’bout you.
Remember how we’d talk for hours, keeping each other’s secrets,
Made a promise I’d take you to homecoming,
But Annie I didn’t keep it.
Almost called you up, when I played in Boulder,
But I thought I’d just let it be.
Heard you found yourself a real good man,
Do you ever think of you and me?
It’s no surprise the light in your little girl’s eyes,
Shines like the ring on your hand.
Annie, I owe you a dance.
So put your groceries in the basket, I’m so sorry, now I’m asking
Like I should have twenty years ago.
And I know it’s all over, I’m just looking for some closure,
And there’s a song on the radio.
You give me your hand and we start to dance,
The cashier gives us a smile.
As you turn and walk away, I hear your little girl say
“Momma, who was that guy?”
I shouldn’t be surprised, look forgiveness in your eyes,
Gave me a second chance.
Annie, thanks for the dance.
Tinted Windows
Tinted Windows
(Mark Irwin, Josh Kear, Andrew Dorff)
I had tinted windows on my first car,
We used to park out by the reservoir.
We had the water, radio and the stars,
Never had to worry our friends would come knocking on those
Tinted windows covered in steam,
Floorboard piled up with t-shirts and jeans.
You didn’t know what you were doing to me,
But I was so gone baby, I was so gone for you.
Oh, it doesn’t seem like it could really be,
So long ago when we were seventeen,
So long ago it feels just like a dream when it was you and me and
Tinted windows and six-pack of light,
I know I didn’t pop the question right,
But that diamond looked good in the dashboard light
And you said, “Yes, you know the answer is Yes”
Oh, it doesn’t seem like it could really be,
So long ago when we were seventeen,
So long ago it feels just like a dream when it was you and me and
Tinted windows…
We sold that car back in ’97
Should have got 15, but we only got 11
We grew up and we grew apart
The years rolled by and now your eyes are
Tinted windows and I wanna believe
Somewhere inside you’re still in love with me
I keep looking, hoping to see it through those
Tinted windows, all those tinted windows
Tinted windows, those tinted windows
Tinted windows
Tinted windows
Truck Yeah (Live)
Truck Yeah (Live)
[Chris Janson, Danny Myrick, Preston Brust, Chris Lucas]
Got Lil’ Wayne pumpin’ on my iPod
Thumpin’ on the subs in the back of my crew cab
Redneck rockin’ like a rockstar
Sling a lil’ mud off the back, we can do that
Friday night football, Saturday Last Call, Sunday Hallelujah
If you like it up loud and you’re hillbilly proud
Then you know what I’m talking about
Let me hear you say, Truck Yeah
Wanna get it jacked up yeah
Let’s crank it on up yeah
With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a Truck Yeah
We can love it on up yeah
‘Til the sun comes up yeah
And if you think this life I love is a little too country
Truck Yeah
Our party in the club is a honky tonk downtown
Yeah that’s where I like to hang out
Chillin’ in the back room
Hangin’ with my whole crew
Sippin’ on a cold brew, hey now!
Got a mixed up playlist, DJ play this
Wanna hear a country song
If you like it up loud and you’re hillbilly proud
Throw your hands up now, let me hear you shout
Truck Yeah
Wanna get it jacked up yeah
Let’s crank it on up yeah
With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a Truck Yeah
We can love it on up yeah
‘Til the sun comes up yeah
And if you think this life I love is a little too country
Truck Yeah
Rap or country, city, farm
It don’t matter who you are
Got a little fight, got a little love
Got a little redneck in your blood
Are you one of us?
Truck Yeah
Wanna get it jacked up yeah
Let’s crank it on up yeah
With a little bit of luck I can find me a girl with a Truck Yeah
We can love it on up yeah
‘Til the sun comes up yeah
And if you think this life I love is a little too country
You’re right on the money
Truck Yeah!
Let Me Love It Out of You
Let Me Love It Out of You
(Rachel Thibodeau, Jason Sever, David Tolliver)
I know you’re mad,
And I’m to blame for that.
Yes, I’m sorry again,
For the things I did, the words I said,
If I could I’d take it back.
Why waste the wine in this glass,
The love in this room,
To making up, girl
We’re so good at that.
Come on over, sit back down by me,
Let me have it, take it out on me,
Don’t hold back, take your time,
Until you forgive me.
Turn down the lights, lock the door,
Leave out leavin’ on the floor,
I know you’re angry inside,
Let me love it out of you tonight.
I see that smile,
You’re tryin’ so hard to have.
Who you’re tryin’ to fool?
I know your game, I know you girl,
Damn you’re sexy when you’re playin’ it cool.
Why waste the wine in this glass,
The love in this room,
To making up, girl
We’re so good at that.
Come on over, sit back down by me,
Let me have it, take it out on me,
Don’t hold back, take your time,
Until you forgive me.
Turn down the lights, lock the door,
Leave out leavin’ on the floor,
I know you’re angry inside,
Let me love it out of you tonight.
Why waste the wine in this glass,
The love in this room,
To making up, girl
We’re so good at that.
Come on over, sit back down by me,
Let me have it, take it out on me,
Don’t hold back, take your time,
Until you forgive me.
Turn down the lights, lock the door,
Leave out leavin’ on the floor,
I know you’re angry inside,
Let me love it out of you tonight.
Let me have it, let me have it, take your time.
Let me lay you down and hold you close,
And tell you how much I need you.
Let me have it, let me have it.