Look out People used to call me backwards, livin' out here with the tractors Lettin' this world leave me behind Now a days I'm an innovator, I'm a country
Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low Makin' that bacon, row by row Can't get them muscles at the YMCA It's from choppin' cotton, cuttin' corn and slingin
moon just came over the tree tops And the whipper wheel started to sing So I slipped down the hill, got into the still And drank 'til my ears started
I look out across corn rows from a dirt road Baby's kicked back in the front seat Got her bare fit hanging out the window We take a trip down memory
while I slowly started comin' around Now here I am When you broke the ice with a killer smile Ordered us a drink and we talked a while I slowly started
Now listen to me, this here is how it used to be I can see the day That I won't wanna hang out with the boys all night Yeah, and I can see a day When
Well, I've been thinkin' 'bout it and it's been too long So put them dirty dishes down and leave that laundry alone Come home Take me by the hand and
I can taste your kiss on my lips And I'm wrapped around your fingertips As I watch the moonlight dancin' on your skin Your green eyes and the sweet red
Wheels turn like my memories And the headlights shine like my used to be's And time, time's taking way too long And forgiveness, well I hope it's not
My baby's gotten good Good at starting fires Hearts burn for her But I know Im walkin' beside her Yeah maybe babys gotten good at startin' fires But
Red roadside wild flower if I'd only picked you Took you home set you on the counter Oh, at least a time or two Maybe she'd thought it through Yellow
baby's gotten good Good at starting fires Hearts burn for her But I know Im walkin' beside her Yeah maybe babys gotten good at startin' fires But
Translation: Shelton, Blake. Good At Startin' Fires.
Wheels turn like my memories And the head-lights shine like my used-to-be's And time, time's taking way too long And forgiveness, well I hope its
(feat. Miranda Lambert) [Blake:] Well the moon just came over the tree tops And the whipper wheel started to sing So I slipped down the hill Got
Lookout! People used to call me backwards, Living out here with the tractors, Letting this world leave me behind. Now-a-days I'm an innovator I'm
Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low Makin that bacon, row by row Can't get them muscles at the YMCA It's from choppin' cotton, cuttin' corn and slingin
