Brad Paisley The Uncloudy Day

O they tell me of a home far beyond the sky

O they tell me of a land far away

O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise

O they tell me of an uncloudy day

O the land of the cloudless day

O the land of the uncloudy day

O they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise

O they tell me of an uncloudy day

Brad Paisley Death Of A Single Man

Remember when we got the news

Confirming our worst fears

I said he wouldn’t make it six months

And others gave him a year

And sure enough last Saturday

We paid our last respects

He left us here still in this life

And he’s gone on to the next

I’d never seen him wear a tie

But he looked so natural, almost lifelike

The preacher spoke, his mother cried

When he said “Son, you may now kiss the bride”

Everyone cheered, I thought how odd

I didn’t understand

Why with champagne and cake we celebrate

The death of a single man

So many flowers, he was so loved

Prior to the bride

As a matter of fact

The maid of honor should be disqualified

To all his friends, it’s a wake-up call

If it happened to him

It can happen to us all

Nothing says it’s over man

Like a bad 80’s cover band

How can we dance to My Sharona

At the death of a single man

He was so young

So full of dreams

Before the day he fell

Now he’s gone on to a better place

Or possibly to hell

Now here we are, seems so unfair

It’s poker night and there’s one empty chair

So many things we’re gonna miss

His happy smile and that great laugh of his

I think of him in the afterwife, life

I guess all good things must end

So with Jack and Coke, we’ll make a toast

To the death of a single man

Brad Paisley Crushin’ It

I sure could use an “Atta boy” or a big ol’ high five

I’d love to hear “You’re killin’ it dude”, it’s been a long time

Since I hit one out of the park or nailed it as they say

I guess I’ve been in a dry spell but that’s about to change ‘cause

Every week has a weekend

By this time Friday night

I’ll be done with my third can of cold Bud Light

And I’ll be crushin’ it

Yeah, I’ll be crushin’ it

Let’s say your baby’s mad ‘cause you told her that you’d hang some pictures for her

You know the ones she framed from late last spring of you and her in Florida

You’re up on the ladder when it shatters into smithereens

She shakes her head and looks at you and says “Ain’t you good for anything?”

And you say

Every week has a weekend

By this time Friday night

If you want a margarita

I’ll get tequila and ice

And I’ll be crushin’ it

With a cold one in my other hand

And I’ll be crushin’ it

When I’m finished with my can

I can stomp it with my boot

Punch it with my fist

Smash it on my forehead

Yeah, I got this

I’ll be crushin’ it

Oh, I’ll be crushin’ it

I figured this out in college walking past them Gothic columns

That I was gonna probably wind up somewhere near the bottom

I was never gonna be the best or brightest guy around

But like the great George freaking Strait, I’m the king of gettin’ unwound

And every week has a weekend

By this time Friday night

I’ll be done with my third can of cold Bud Light

And I’ll be crushin’ it

Every week has a weekend

Yeah, I’ll be crushin’ it

By this time Friday night

Oh, I’ll be crushin’ it

I’ll be done with my third can

Oh, I’ll be crushin’ it

Of cold Bud Light

And I’ll be crushin’ it

I’ll be crushin’ it

Brad Paisley Gold All Over The Ground

If I had you at my mercy

There’s no telling what I’d do

But I’d sit and make you listen

For an hour, maybe two

And then you’d know I need you

Every day that rolls around

And your feet would walk on velvet

With gold all over the ground

You’re trails would be downhill

A soft breeze at your back

A sky full of diamonds

And your nights would not be black

Yes, you would really love it

And if you’re ever down

I’d give you rows of roses

And gold all over the ground

I’d pick you up and carry you ‘cross every stream I see

And I’d bundle you in kindness

Until you cling to me

We’d sit beneath strong branches

My arms would twine around

I’d turn your green to emerald

And give you gold all over the ground

I’d pick you up and carry you ‘cross every stream I see

And I’d bundle you in kindness

Until you cling to me

We’d sit beneath strong branches

My arms would twine around

I’d turn your green to emerald

And your skies full diamonds

And give you gold all over the ground

Brad Paisley Start A Band

I never was a straight-lace, straight A student

teacher’s pet or child prodigy

I wasn’t gonna get rich throwin’ a football

It take too long to get a law degree

So I sat down with momma and daddy

tried to talk some sense into my big head

But the best advice that I ever got

was from my sister’s rock star boyfriend

Just get you a guitar and learn how to play

Cut up some jeans, come up with a name

When you’re living in a world that you dont understand

Find a few good buddies, start a band

Start a band, Start a band

And all those girls that were too cool to talk to,

They’ll be waiting in the line out back

Might get your picture in the hometown paper

Maybe buy your momma that Cadillac

Just get you a guitar and learn how to play

Cut up some jeans, come up with a name

When you’re living in a world that you don’t understand

Find a few good buddies, start a band

Start a band, Scrape up some money, buy a van

Learn free bird and ramblin’ man

Never buy another beer again

Just get you a guitar and learn how to play

Grow out your hair, come up with a name

With a little bit of luck you’ll be packing the stands

Find a few good buddies, start a band

No need to study, start a band

Call up some buddies man, start a band

Brad Paisley A Man Don’t Have To Die

Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man

We all know you’re new here but you need to understand

It don’t really scare us when you yell and shake your fist

You see we already know that hell exists

Its six months short of thirty years when the boss man lays you off

No thankin you, no parachute, and no shiny new gold watch

Its payments you cant make on a house that you cant sell

See a man don’t have to die to go to hell

No you don’t have to die to go to hell

So tell us bout them angels and how they fly around and sing

Tell us how to get there cause we all want to be

Restin in the arms of Jesus no shame or pain or tears

There’s hell enough to go around down here

Its a place out by the airport where the girls dance just for you

And all you feel is drunk and broke and lonely when they’re through

Its waking up with nothing but that stale tobacco smell

See a man don’t have to die to go to hell

Nah you don’t have to die to go to hell

Oooh oooh oooh [x2]

Its every other weekend and Wednesdays with your kid

And knowin that he’ll hate you when he finds out what you did

Cause you’d all still be together if you loved his momma well

There ain’t no end to the stories we could tell

Yeah a man don’t have to die to go to hell

So tell us bout them angels how they fly around and sing

Oooooh oooh ooohohhh [x2]

Brad Paisley River Bank

Well, I won 2 dollars on a scratch-off ticket

So I went back to the counter and I bought 2 more with it

And I won 10 bucks and that was just right

So, I bought a six pack and a bag of ice

You know even if our ship came in and this is all we got

It ain’t like we really need a million dollar yacht, ’cause

[Chorus:]

We got an inner tube

We got a trailer hitch

We’re near the river and far from rich

But we have got each other and gas in the tank

We’re laughing all the way to the river bank

Still, can you imagine if we ever struck it

I’d go shoot tequila, take a lime and suck it

And we’d tell our bosses they can do the same

We’ll find a big cruise ship and buy the whole dang thing

We’d sail around the world and go to shore in a dingy

But till that dream comes true why don’t you grab your bikini ’cause

[Chorus]

However it goes (whatever happens),

We’ve got it made (in these shades)

‘Cause baby we can float (behind this boat)

We can ride away

[Chorus:]

We got an inner tube

We got a trailer hitch

We’re near the river and far from rich

But we have got each other and gas in the tank

And it’s a beautiful day.

We’re laughing all the way

To the river bank

Brad Paisley Love Is Never-Ending

Seasons come and seasons go

One day sun, the next day snow

Flowers die and flowers grow

But love is never-ending

You can’t kill it with goodbye

It always finds a place to hide

Inside your heart for your whole life

Love is never-ending

[Chorus]

When the lights have all gone down

It’ll still be hangin’ ’round

Even when you think it’s lost, it can still be found

When every memory has been made

And the pages start to fade

And every prayer you ever prayed is heaven bound

When you think the ride is over

You’re back at the beginning

Love is never-ending

When a man and woman start growin’ old

The fire of passion may grow cold

But what they got still warms their soul

Love is never-ending

[Repeat chorus]

It keeps goin’ on and on

Long after we’re all gone away

Time may change what you believe

But one day the truth will set you free

Just have faith and you will see

Love is never-ending

Love is never-ending

Brad Paisley He Didn’t Have To Be

When a single mom goes out on a date with somebody new

It always winds up feeling more like a job interview

My momma used to wonder if she’d ever meet someone

Who wouldn’t find out about me and then turn around and run

I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old

He took my mom out to a movie and for once I got to go

A few months later I remember lying there in bed

I overheard him pop the question and prayed that she’d say yes

And then all of a sudden

Oh, it seemed so strange to me

How we went from something’s missing

To a family

Lookin’ back all I can say

About all the things he did for me

Is I hope I’m at least half the dad

That he didn’t have to be

I met the girl that’s now my wife about three years ago

We had the perfect marriage but we wanted somethin’ more

Now here I stand surrounded by our family and friends

Crowded ’round the nursery window as they bring the baby in

And now all of a sudden

It seemed so strange to me

How we’ve gone from something’s missing

To a family

Lookin’ through the glass I think about the man

That’s standin’ next to me

And I hope I’m at least half the dad

That he didn’t have to be

Lookin’ back all I can say

About all the things he did for me

Is I hope I’m at least half the dad

That he didn’t have to be

Yeah, I hope I’m at least half the dad

That he didn’t have to be

Because he didn’t have to be

You know he didn’t have to be

Brad Paisley Ticks

Every time you take a sip

In this smoky atmosphere

You press that bottle to your lips

And I wish I was your beer

In the small there of your back

Your jeans are playing peekaboo

I’d like to see the other half of your butterfly tattoo.

Hey that gives me an idea

Let’s get out of this bar

Drive out into the country

And find a place to park.

‘Cause I’d like to see you out in the moonlight

I’d like to kiss you way back in the sticks

I’d like to walk you through a field of wildflowers

And I’d like to check you for ticks.

I know the perfect little path

Out in these woods I used to hunt

Don’t worry babe I’ve got your back

And I’ve also got your front

I’d hate to waste a night like this

I’ll keep you safe you wait and see

The only thing allowed to crawl all over you when we get there is me.

You know every guy in here tonight

Would like to take you home

But I’ve got way more class than them

Babe that ain’t what I want.

‘Cause I’d like to see you out in the moonlight

I’d like to kiss you way back in the sticks

I’d like to walk you through a field of wildflowers

And I’d like to check you for ticks.

You never know where one might be

There’s lots of places that are hard to reach

I gotcha.

I’d like to see you out in the moonlight

I’d like to kiss you baby way back in the sticks

I’d like to walk you through a field of wildflowers

And I’d like to check you for ticks.

I’d sure like to check you for ticks…