Lauren Alaina Tupelo

Picked a wildflower off the side of the road

You put it in my hair

Two bare feet up on the dashboard

Hands waving through the summer air

Looking at you, looking at me

With the wind strapped to our backs

Flying as high as a bird in the sky

Don’t get much better than that

And we sang all the way down to Tupelo

Love struck right on the money

Heartbeats a beating to the radio

Kisses sweet as the honey

Down in Tupelo

All the way down to Tupelo

Counting the white lines a mile by mile

Worries slipping away

Took a back road for a little slow down

Off of the interstate

We followed the river as far as it goes

Smiling in the July sun

Hearing you say, you were falling in love

I said, you ain’t the only one

And we sang all the way down to Tupelo

Love struck right on the money

Heartbeats a beating to the radio

Kisses sweet as the honey

Down in Tupelo

All the way down

La la la la la la

Wind strapped to our backs

La la la la la la

Don’t get much better than that

And we sang all the way down to Tupelo

Love struck right on the money

Heartbeats a beating to the radio

Kisses sweet, kisses sweet

And we sang all the way down to Tupelo

Love struck right on the money

Heartbeats a beating to the radio

Kisses sweet as the honey

Down in Tupelo

All the way down to Tupelo

La la la la la la

La la la la la la

La la la la la la

La la la la la la

All the way down to Tupelo, yeah

All the way down to Tupelo

All the way down to Tupelo

Lauren Alaina Pretty

You spend an hour on your hair

And you can’t find a thing to wear at all

You pile that make up on real thick

Trace outside the lines of your thin lips

‘Cause they ain’t big enough

All the other girls are thinner

So you skip another dinner

You tell yourself it’s for your health

What’s the matter with this picture

Girl deep down you know better

Beautiful is who you are

When no one’s watching, it’s your heart

That should be the one to tell your story

‘Cause the rhythm that it’s beating is your glory

The truth inside you can’t erase

It ain’t written on your face

There’s no difference between a mirror and a liar because

Pretty is as pretty does, does

You’ve got hopes and you’ve got dreams

But you’ve been hiding them behind the scenes

But pretty cares and pretty loves

And I’m pretty sure you’re more than just skin deep

Them high heels won’t get you higher

Let your kindness be a fire

Burning bright ’cause you’re the light

Beautiful is who you are

When no one’s watching, it’s your heart

That should be the one to tell your story

‘Cause the rhythm that it’s beating is your glory

The truth inside you can’t erase

It ain’t written on your face

There’s no difference between a mirror and a liar because

Pretty is as pretty does, does, pretty does

So be brave, be strong

Keep your love light on

Be the right in all the wrong

Be generous and be radiant

You are confident

Beautiful is who you are

When no one’s watching, it’s your heart

That should be the one to tell your story

‘Cause the rhythm that it’s beating is your glory

The truth inside you can’t erase

It ain’t written on your face

There’s no difference between a mirror and a liar because

Pretty is as pretty does

Pretty does

Pretty is as pretty does, be generous, yeah yeah, confident

Pretty is as pretty does, oh, does

Lauren Alaina History

This is it, we’re going in

Time to show ‘em what we’re made of, made of

Sweating blood, here comes the flood

I’m gone but nothing’s gonna shake us, shake us

Until the end of days, they’ll remember our names

Brace yourself, it all goes down tonight

Time will tell who’s here for the hardest fight

You’re gonna hear the fire in our hearts beating

Because we didn’t get this far to get defeated

We want the world to see, world to see

That we’re coming for the victory, victory

You know I’m making history

History, history, we’re making history

All on the line, we’re gonna strike

Oh yeah, we’ll hit ‘em like lightning, lightning

The thunder roars, here comes the storm

We’ll send them running and hiding

Until the end of days, they’ll remember our names

Brace yourself, it all goes down tonight

Time will tell who’s here for the hardest fight

You’re gunna hear the fire in our hearts beating

Because we didn’t get this far to get defeated

We want the world to see, world to see

That we’re coming for the victory, victory

You know I’m making history

History, history

You know I’m making history

It’s going down tonight

Brace yourself, it all goes down tonight

Time will tell who’s here for the hardest fight

You’re gunna hear the fire in our hearts beating

Because we didn’t get this far to get defeated

We want the world to see, world to see

That we’re coming for the victory, victory

You know I’m making history

History, history

You know I’m making history

Lauren Alaina Queen Of Hearts

Let’s play it straight

No need to wait

Just place your bet on me

You never know what ace you got

Half hiding up your sleeve

Before you make your next move

Honey, you better think it through

Love’s a game but you choose

So don’t play it like a fool

Cause I’m right here

In the palm of your hand

Right now, baby go all in

Slow down before you lose your chance to win

Don’t throw it all away

You underestimate what you got

Love is worth the wait

Take a shot

Don’t be so quick to fold your cards

You just might have

A Queen of Hearts

Even though I think your poker face is kinda cute

Just let it go, cause we both know

You can’t hide the truth

Boy you might look tough

But I wanna know the real you

And yeah I’m calling your bluff

And I can see right through

Cause I’m right here

In the palm of your hand

Right now, baby go all in

Slow down before you lose your chance to win

Don’t throw it all away

You underestimate what you got

Love is worth the wait

Take a shot

Don’t be so quick to fold your cards

You just might have

A Queen of Hearts

Give in to me

Don’t you wanna be

Don’t you wanna be my

Don’t you wanna be my

Don’t you wanna be my king

Wanna be my king

Wanna be my king

Cause I’m right here

In the palm of your hand

Baby, go all in

Before you lose your chance to win

Don’t you wanna win?

Cause I’m right here

In the palm of your hand

Right now, baby go all in

Slow down before you lose your chance to win

Don’t throw it all away, yeah

You underestimate what you got

Love is worth the wait

Take a shot

Don’t be so quick to fold your cards

You just might have

A Queen of Hearts

You just might have

A Queen of Hearts

You just might have

Lauren Alaina One Of Those Boys

I gotta little picture painted in my mind

Of that special, not so perfect guy

My heart wants me to find

He ain’t too pretty, he ain’t to sweet

A little rough around the edges

Cute and country just like me

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One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin’

Mama lovin’, fishin’ pole carryin;

Swears a John Deere revvin’ up

Is music instead of noise

Dirt road, 4-wheel drivin’

Riverside saturday night and

Sunday mornin’ church goin’ kinda boys

He ain’t gotta have money or a brand new truck

But he better shake my daddy’s hand

When he comes to pick me up

Gotta be a little reckless, a whole lotta fun

And he’s gotta know my midnight curfew

Don’t mean 12:01

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One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin’

Mama lovin’, fishin’ pole carryin;

Swears a john deere revvin’ up

Is music instead of noise

Dirt road, 4-wheel drivin’

Riverside saturday night and

Sunday mornin’ church goin’ kinda boys

One of those cornfed, bonfires

Goin’ down a hill in a tractor tire

Cow tippin’, rope swingin’

Backwoods, front porch swingin’ boys

Yeah

One of those t-shirt, blue jean wearin’

Mama lovin’, fishin’ pole carryin’

Swears a John Deere revvin’ up

Is music instead of noise

Dirt road, 4-wheel drivin’

Riverside saturday night and

Sunday mornin’ church goin’ kinda boys

Sunday mornin’ church goin’ kinda boys

Sunday mornin’ church goin’ kinda boys

Yeah

Lauren Alaina Three

Three weeks

before I could even meet

my brother’s son.

Didn’t see him turn one or two.

Three months

I haven’t made Sunday service once.

I’m out on the road

praying alone

every night for a sign

that I’m doing this right.

And I’m right where I’m supposed to be

Mama said, “You’ll be a star.”

And daddy said, “You’re gonna go far.

All you gotta do is sing your heart out.”

A lot of miles, a lot of tears

have given me some of my best years.

There’s so much I had to miss out on

six years of missing home

for three minutes on the radio.

Three years

of wishing that he was here

holding my hand.

No, I didn’t plan

for those three words

to be the ones that hurt.

They don’t sound the same

from so far away.

Mama said, “You’ll be a star.”

And daddy said, “You’re gonna go far.

All you gotta do is sing your heart out.”

A lot of miles, a lot of tears

have given me some of my best years.

There’s so much I had to miss out on

six years of missing home

for three minutes on the radio.

I’ll do it for the three girls at my show

who saved up for the third row.

And the three times that I heard

just this week that my words

were sung by a three-year-old:

hairbrush for a microphone.

Little girl with a dream,

And that girl was me, yeah

My mama said, “You’ll be a star.”

And daddy said, “You’re gonna go far.

All you gotta do is sing your heart out.”

A lot of miles, a lot of tears

have given me my best years.

There’s so much I had to miss out on

six years of missing home.

But I’d spend fifty more gone

for three minutes on the radio.

Lauren Alaina The Middle

I get this feeling every year, the first days of winter

Pull out that box of souvenirs, to read your old letters

In that stack of memories, found a note you left for me

It almost feels like you’re still here

I hear your voice in every word

You told me to remember

Take each day and make it last

Cause you turn around and the future is the past

Here and now is all we have

The beginning and the end mean so little

What matters most is what’s in the middle

Makes me smile when I look back to every summer

You forget your birthday and just laugh; say it’s just a number

But Sunday afternoons, they meant so much to you

The simple things were golden, you found beauty in every moment

Take each day and make it last

Cause you turn around and the future is the past

Here and now is all we have

The beginning and the end mean so little

What matters most is what’s in the middle

The day you’re born is just a start

Your last breath is a question mark

The story of your life is in the in-between

Take each day and make it last

Cause you turn around and the future is the past

Here and now is all we have

Take each day and make it last

Cause you turn around and the future is the past

Here and now is all we have

The beginning and the end mean so little

What matters most is what’s in the middle

What’s in the middle

Lauren Alaina Flat On The Floor

I’m flat on the floor with my head down low

Where the sky can’t rain on me anymore

Don’t knock on my door cause I won’t come

I’m hiding from the storm till the damage is done

Baby, Baby, Baby tell me why

You got to make me, make me, make me cry

If I told you once I told you a thousand times

You can’t knock me off my feet

When I’m already on my knees

Now I’m flat on the floor with my head down low

Where the sky can’t rain on me anymore

Don’t knock on my door cause I won’t come

I’m hiding from the storm till the damage is done

Baby, baby, baby tell me how

You think your gonna live without my love now

I don’t know why you got to keep coming around

Creeping up my street, boy you can’t bother me

Cause I’m flat on the floor with my head down low

Where the sky can’t rain on me anymore

Don’t knock on my door cause I won’t come

I’m hiding from the storm till the damage is done

I’m flat on the floor with my head down low

Where the sky can’t rain on me anymore

Don’t knock on my door cause I won’t come

I’m hiding from the storm till the damage is

I’m flat on the floor with my head down low

Where the sky can’t rain on me anymore

Don’t knock on my door cause I won’t come

I’m hiding from the storm till the damage is done

Don’t knock on my door…

Lauren Alaina The Locket

Back in ’41 you met a brown eyed boy who called you pretty

He’d walk everyday a couple miles out of his way to hold your hand and keep you company

Your mama said don’t call it love at 14

But sitting on that front porch swing

He gave you his picture in a locket that you wore around your neck

Left it right beside your heart so you would not forget

The way it felt when he held your hand

And you swore that you would never take it off

And the butterflies you felt said it all

You were falling with a boy inside your locket

Back in ’43 your brown eyed boy went over seas and had to leave town for a little while

He swore he’d marry you as soon as the war was through, you would be his wife

Standing in the pouring rain

You cried as you watched him ride away

But everyday

You had his picture in a locket that you wore around your neck

Left it right beside your heart so you would not forget

The way his kiss tasted on your lips

And everyday felt like a lifetime with him gone

And you prayed that God would bring him safely home

‘Cause you made a promise to the boy inside your locket

Oh, 60 years you two had together and he’s been gone for a couple now

And it breaks my heart to see you struggle to remember

And I’ve been writing all your memories down

And I stopped by today to read a couple pages

Grandma, you sure look pretty

And you smile that smile, the one I haven’t seen in quite a while

And you said to me, I want you to keep

His picture in a locket that I wore around my neck

The one I left beside my heart so I would not forget

The greatest love and the greatest man I’ve ever known

But it’s getting time for me to head on home

She said, that brown eyed boy is waiting and I don’t wanna keep him long

Heaven is calling, and she said, my heart is longing

For the boy inside your locket

Lauren Alaina Georgia Peaches

Way beyond the city lights

Lies a cowboys paradise

Honeysuckle on the vine

Growing up on Southern time

Love to dance and we love to flirt

Ain’t afraid of a little dirt

We ain’t late for Sunday church

Mama raised us not to curse

Our shorts’ a little shorter ’cause the sun’s a little hotter

Sipping lemonade, while we’re playin’ in the water

Whoa, whoa, whoa, ain’t nothing sweeter than us Georgia Peaches

Whoa, whoa, whoa, there’s a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches

We grow where the grass is green

We got home grown in our jeans

We love country everything,

From Alan Jackson to Aldean

Whoa, our drawl will drive you crazy when we wink and call you baby

You don’t stand a chance once you’ve seen a southern lady

Whoa, whoa, whoa, ain’t nothing sweeter than us Georgia Peaches

Whoa, whoa, whoa, there’s a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches

Oh, ain’t nothing sweeter

It don’t matter where you’re from come on in and have some fun

We’re gonna treat you like you’re one of us, yeah

Whoa, whoa, whoa, ain’t nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches

Whoa, whoa, whoa, there’s a reason why the boys pick…

Whoa, whoa, whoa, ain’t nothing sweeter than the Georgia Peaches

Whoa, whoa, whoa, there’s a reason why the boys pick the Georgia Peaches

Ain’t nothing sweeter than Georgia Peaches