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Trace Adkins
Trace Adkins


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Настоящее имя Tracy Darrell Adkins
Дата рождения 13 января 1962 г.
Откуда Springhill, Louisiana, USA
Жанры Country
Годы 1996—н.в.
Лейблы Capitol Nashville Records
Show Dog-Universal Music
См. также 38 Special
Toby Keith
Jamey Johnson
Randy Houser
Blake Shelton
Ronnie Milsap
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Альбом Trace Adkins


Songs About Me (2005)
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Songs About Me
Trace Adkins

I met a guy on a Red Eye, he spotted my guitar and said Whada you do?
I said I sing for a livin’. Country music mixed with a little rock and a little blues.
He said I’m sorry but I’ve never been crazy ‘bout that twang and trains and hillbilly things.
Whatever made you want to sing stuff like that?
I just looked at him and laughed and said….

Cause it’s songs about me
And who I am
Songs about lovin and livin and good hearted women, family and God
Yeah they’re all just songs about me
Songs about me

So I offered him tickets. I said You’ll see what I mean if you show up tonight.
He said I doubt you’ll change my opinion . I’ll be kinda busy but hey man, I’ll try.
Then later on when we finished our songs about scars and cars and broken hearts,
I saw him, he was standing there right next to the stage and he shouted
Man you were right it was like you sang those

Songs about me and who I am
Songs about lovin and livin and good hearted women, family and God
Yeah they’re all just songs about me
Songs about me, yeah

So I’ll just keep on singing til I hear the whole world singing.

Those are songs about me and who I am.
Songs about lovin and livin and good hearted women, family and God.
Yeah they’re all just songs about me.
Songs about me.

. . .


I never thought that this is where I’d settle down
I thought I’d die an old man back in my hometown
They gave me this plot of land
Me and some other men
For a job well done
There’s a big white house, sits on a hill, just up the road
The man inside, he cried the day they brought me home
They folded up a flag
And told my mom and dad
‘We’re proud of your son’

And I’m proud to be on this peaceful piece of property
I’m on sacred ground, and I’m in the best of company
I’m thankful for those thankful for the things I’ve done
I can rest in peace, I’m one of the chosen ones
I made it to Arlington

I remember Daddy brought me here when I was eight
We searched all day to find out where my granddad lay
When we finally found that cross
He said ‘Son, this is what it costs
To keep us free’
Now here I am, a thousand stones away from him
He recognized me on the first day I came in
And it gave me a chill
When he clicked his heels
And saluted me

And I’m proud to be on this peaceful piece of property
I’m on sacred ground, and I’m in the best of company
I’m thankful for those thankful for the things I’ve done
I can rest in peace, I’m one of the chosen ones
I made it to Arlington

And every time I hear twenty-one guns
I know they brought another hero home to us

We’re thankful for those thankful for the things we’ve done
We can rest in peace, ‘cause we are the chosen ones
We made it to Arlington

Yeah, dust to dust
Don’t cry for us
We made it to Arlington

. . .


Look at you sittin' on that tailgate
All barefoot, beautiful and brown-eyed
Just watchin' you breathin's holdin' me awake
All I can think about tonight

Somebody find me a preacher
Somebody find me a man with a Bible who can tie a knot
I know what I got, I know who I love
Track him down, wake him up
Right here, right now in this Tennessee dirt
No long white dress, no little white church
Just you in your cut off jeans and my old t-shirt
Somebody find me a preacher

Baby, I can't wait another minute
With you on my lap and your back against the wheel
I ain't got no diamond here to give you
But if this is how lovin' you feels

Somebody find me a preacher
Somebody find me a man with a Bible who can tie a knot
I know what I got, I know who I love
Track him down, wake him up
Right here, right now in this Tennessee dirt
No long white dress, no little white church
Just you in your cut off jeans, and my old t-shirt
Somebody find me a preacher

Cause I want to spend the rest of my life
Makin' you feel the way I do tonight

Somebody find
Somebody find me a preacher
Somebody find me a man with a Bible who can tie a knot
I know what I got, I know who I love
Track him down, wake him up
Right here, right now in this Tennessee dirt
No long white dress, no little white church
Just you in your cut off jeans, and my old t-shirt
Somebody find me a preacher

Find me a preacher tonight
Find me a preacher

. . .



Mama put a bible in my glove box
And a hot homemade apple pie on the passenger seat
She said you'll always be my baby
Then she planted a kiss
And a couple of tears on my cheek
Dad slipped me some traveling cash
And a map with a highlighted route on the dash
And I realized as I looked back that

They weren't just saying goodbye
They weren't just seeing me off
They were just making sure
That I don't forget where I'm from
Go out there and do you're family proud son
Mama loved and Daddy worked
Gave their lives just to make sure
I know my way back home

I can still smell mamas kitchen
And feel every single breathe
She says for me
I point these wheels towards that sunset
Without a fear without a doubt
Daddy says go get that dream
Left behind a pie crumb trail
In case I get lost, fall flat or fail
And if the wind should leave my sail

They weren't just saying goodbye
They weren't just seeing me off
They were just making sure
That I don't forget where I'm from
Go out there and do you're family proud son
Mama loved and Daddy worked
Gave their lives just to make sure
I know my way back to
That door that’s always open
And that light that’s always on
To a love that’s always waiting
After being gone too long

They weren't just saying goodbye
They weren't just seeing me off
They were just making sure
That I don't forget where I'm from
Go out there and do you're family proud son
Mama loved and Daddy worked
Gave their lives just to make sure
I know my way back home
I always know, I always know
My way back home
My way back home
My way back home

. . .


A car goes by and I see a face
A stranger's face in the window
And I wish it was you
I'm in a room, It's a crowded room
A friend walks up to say hello
And I wish it was you
'Cause every memory that haunts my mind
Is just another reason why

(I wish it was you)
The phone rings in the middle of the night
The doorbell in the broad daylight
A letter in the mail that I come home to
(I wish it was you)
When I see two people on the street
Touching like they don't care who sees
Laughing the way we used to
I wish it was me and I wish it was you
I wish it was me and I wish it was you

I'll meet someone who could be the one
But something always happens
Before the night is through
There's that certain look and that certain smile
There's that old familiar pattern
And I wish it was you
Telling me that you'll be back someday
And I don't have to feel this way

(I wish it was you)
The phone rings in the middle of the night
The doorbell in the broad daylight
A letter in the mail that I come home to
(I wish it was you)
When I see two people on the street
Touching like they don't care who sees
Laughing the way we used to
I wish it was me and I wish it was you
I wish it was me and I wish it was you

(I wish it was you)
The phone rings in the middle of the night
The doorbell in the broad daylight
A letter in the mail that I come home to
(I wish it was you)
When I see two people on the street
Laughing like they don't care who sees
Toughing the way we used to do
I wish it was me and I wish it was you
I wish it was me and I wish it was you

I wish it was you
I wish it was you

. . .


Troubled soul, all alone
I can feel your sadness
The hearache and the madness

Are hittin' hard tonight
You're cornered up and hunkered down
The walls are tall around you
For anyone to break through
It's gonna be a fight

[chorus]
Bring it on, bring it on
All your heartache and frustration
You've been done wrong too long
And I'm strong enough to change it
Maybe in time, we'll turn water into wine
Maybe love is what we'll find
Bring it on

It's not too late to fly away
And I won't try to stop you
So you do what you've got to
I'll understand
But if you need a place to land

A haven, safe and certain
Someone to share your burden
Then take my hand

[chorus 2x]
Bring it on, bring it on
All your heartache and frustration
You've been done wrong too long
And I'm strong enough to change it
Maybe in time, we'll turn water into wine
Maybe love is what we'll find
Bring it on

Yeah, bring it on baby
Baby, bring it on
Bring it on
Yeah, bring it on

. . .



Everybody has their own idea of heaven
What kind of paradise they'll see
Pearly gates, streets of gold
No getting sick, or growin' old
Sounds like a beautiful place to be
But as for me

My heaven is a wood frame house
With a great big porch goin all the way around
Sittin on the swing listenin to the sound of the birds singin'
My heaven is a warm summer day in the back yard
While the kids all play, flies and mosquitos stay away
While we're eatin' watermelon
That's my heaven

You're always gonna find a few non-believers
Those who stay lost in the dark
But I believe there is a place
Full of light 'n love and grace
And I don't believe that its all that far in my heart

My heaven is a cell phone ring while I'm at work
And the only thing that you have to say
Is you miss me and get home in a hurry
My heaven is the very worst day that I spent with you
When you were so mad but I still knew
Nobody would leave 'cause that don't happen
In my heaven

My heaven is where I am now
On the front porch of the wood frame house
Swingin' with you just lookin' around
At all I've been given and this life I'm livin'
Is my heaven
My heaven, my heaven

. . .



Down the street, up the drive
Park the car, step outside
Across the lawn, up the stairs
On the porch, I'm getting there

Key in the lock, through the door
Down the hall I've walked so many times before
I'm dog-tired, but I don't care
Bedroom door, I'm getting there

She's got a hundred candles burning
She's got next-to-nothing on, yeah, yeah

Baby, I'm home
I've been away way too long
I've been waitin', I've been workin'
Wantin' you so bad it's hurtin'
Now I'm back where I belong
Baby I'm home

My arms around you, your lips to mine
Feel our hearts beat-beatin' in time
Hands in your hair, everywhere
I hear you whisper, I'm gettin there

She's got a hundred candles burning
They'll be burning all night long, yeah, yeah

Baby, I'm home
I've been away way too long
I've been waitin', I've been workin'
Wantin' you so bad it's hurtin'
Now I'm back where I belong
Baby I'm home

Every night without you, I've been dreamin' 'bout tonight
Missin' everything about you, girl there's no place like

Baby I'm home
I've been away way too long
Baby I'm home
I've been away way too long

Baby, I'm home
I've been away way too long
I've been waitin', I've been workin'
Wantin' you so bad it's hurtin'
Now I'm back where I belong
Baby I'm home

Yeah baby I'm home
Oh I couldn't wait to get here
Yeah baby I'm home
Let me lock the door, close the curtains
That's what I been missin' right there
Looks like it's gonna be a long night
I miss you

. . .



Well they finally put that red light up in the heart of town
Took the stop sign down, it was shot up anyhow
One night I ran right through it in my Chevrolet
Both police cars came, but I got away

It was a boomtown back in'62, 'til the coal ran out
And a drought came through, and they dammed the river
That we all used to fish
Population 405 and I made it 404 one night
And left the city limit sign layin' in the ditch
Run plumb over it, leavin' Metropolis

Well, I found myself in a big high-rise with a concrete yard
It ain't safe after dark, guess this ol' boy drove too far
Met a girl, fell in love, got married and she's due in May
Says we're gonna need more space, I said I know just the place

Where we can walk down to the country store
And we won't even have to lock our door
We can still get air and water there for free
She said that sounds good to me

It was a boomtown back in '62, 'til the coal ran out
And a drought came through, and they dammed the river
That we all used to fish
Poupulation 404 and when we pull in it'll be 3 more
And there's a city limit sign layin' in the ditch
That I need to fix, back in Metropolis
I'm almost in Metropolis
And I'm back in Metropolis

. . .



I cannot be bitter
Even when the tears fall
Though I had to let you go
My heart knows
I learned how to love from you

You found something hiding
I did not know was missing
An unlit fire down in my soul
Now my heart knows
I learned how to love from you

You loved like there never was a risk
Shared your heart with every tender kiss
Now I know how much I have to give
'Cause I learned how to love from you

If I start to fall again
I'll close my eyes and not resist
Without fear I'll just let go
'Cause my heart knows
That I learned how to trust
In the power of a touch
I learned how to love from you

. . .


Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes
Here she comes
Left left left right left
Whoo

Husslers shootin' eightball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)

Now Honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
It ain't right to hate her
For workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three
We hate to see her go
But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

We don't care bout the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band
Our hands, they start a shakin'
When she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you fell in love
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look but you can't touch
That honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk

That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk

(That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do
It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk]

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