Logan Mize El Camino

Let’s have a party in my el camino, you bring the birds and baby I’ll bring the bee’s

We can blow this town or go get pumped on a backroad

We’ll get to rocking if you know what I mean

I got a mix tape with the best of Lucero

Let’s have a party in my El Camino

I know your daddy tells you I’m no good

Worried that you’ll pop the hood

Like what I got underneath but girl hes just jealous of me

Can’t handle the fact, that I can smoke his ranchero

Let’s have a party in my El Camino

No need to wait until the end of the work day

Let’s burn some rubber I can’t take it no more

There use to me not coming back after lunch break, do they really need a greeter at the Walmart door

Gotta get my moneys worth before it gets repossessedo

Let’s have a party in my El Camino

So your daddy tells you I’m no good

Worried that you’ll pop the hood

Like what I got underneath but girl he’s just jealous of me

Can’t handle the fact that I can smoke his ranchero

Let’s have a party in my El Camino!

Yea, don’t worry bout your boyfriend

No, he don’t have to know

La la la bumba baby have I convinced you!

You need to hurry up and make up your mind

I packed a picnic basket of tacos just in queso and your driving me loco so senorita your fine

Its me talkin’ dirty, in my best espanol

Let’s have a party in my El Camino

Ya, your daddy tells you I’m no good

Worried that you’ll pop the hood

Like what I got underneath but girl hes just jealous of me

Can’t handle the fact that I can smoke his ranchero

Let’s have a party in my El Camino

Don’t let some pretty boy talk you into his jacked up silverado

Let’s have a party in my

Let’s have a party in my

Let’s have a party in my El Camino

Logan Mize State Of Your Heart

You can ask anyone you know, not afraid to let it show, the way I feel for you is true, you can ask anyone you meet,

I’m gonna sweep you right off your feet, cuz I just gotta have your kiss, it’s so sweet

I’d walk 10000 miles in the pouring rain, crawl across Texas just to see you again,

I’d give anything just to live in the state of your heart, the state of your heart

Just wanna sit and talk with you a while, wanna look at your pretty smile, maybe later we can see a show, so let’s go…

I’m so glad that you’re mine, cuz you really are something fine, cuz I just can’t get your body off my mind

I’d walk 10000 miles in the pouring rain, crawl across Texas just to see you again,

I’d give anything just to live in the state of your heart, the state of your heart

So baby I’m here to stay, no I’m never gonna move away, cuz I wanna wake up in your arms every day,

ya someday I’m gonna be king and you can be my queen, you can anything you want, anything that you please

I’d walk 10000 miles in the pouring rain, crawl across Texas just to see you again,

I’d give anything just to live in the state of your heart,

I’d walk 10000 miles, crawl across Texas,

I’d give anything just to live in the state of your heart

Logan Mize Bands Make Her Dance

Friday night moves slow in a dust bowl town

Pick her up take a couple laps around

Little texaco small talk

Drinks are cheaper in the parking lot

Marquee sign says 8 pm so the band won’t start till 10

That’s when we’ll walk in

Cause bands make her dance

When she starts dancing and my whole world stands still

Might be downtown in the neon at some bar

Flatbed at a rodeo in the headlights of my car

Shining like a star

Silver bullet in her hand

Yeah man, bands make her dance

Bands make her dance

Purple sunsets

Yellow daises make her smile

Still magnolias always makes her cry

You oughta see her when a guitar

And a kick drum and a groove starts

What makes a rock, what makes a rose, what makes the boys all go

Yeah, cause they all know

Bands make her dance

When she starts dancing and my whole world stands still

Might be downtown in the neon at some bar

Flatbed at a rodeo in the headlights of my car

Shining like a star

Silver bullet in her hand

Yeah man, bands make her dance

Bands make her dance

Yeah, bands make her dance

When she starts dancing and my whole world stands still

Bands make her dance

When she starts dancing and my whole world stands still

Might be downtown in the neon at some bar

Flatbed at a rodeo in the headlights of my car

Shining like a star

Silver bullet in her hand

Yeah man, bands make her dance

Bands make her dance

Bands make her dance

Bands make her dance

(You oughta see her when a guitar

And a kick drum and a groove starts

What makes a rock, what makes a rose, what makes the boys all go…)

Logan Mize Drinkin’ Buddies

We don’t wait til the sun goes down

We come running soon as we’re punched out

We don’t call

Yeah we just show up

The bartender knows what we want

We’re a regular every day 2-for-1 family

Keepin each other from thinking too much

Someone’s always buying if you ain’t got money

‘Cause everyone needs drinking buddies

We talk trash and we tell bad jokes

Someone’s always good to bum a smoke

We keep it light unless one of us needs a little happy hour therapy

We’re a regular every day 2-for-1 family

Keepin each other from thinking too much

Someone’s always buying if you ain’t got money

‘Cause everyone needs drinking buddies

We’re a regular every day 2-for-1 family

Keepin each other from thinking too much

Someone’s always buying if you ain’t got money

‘Cause everyone needs drinking buddies

Yeah everyone needs drinkin buddies

Logan Mize Hankin’ On

I got holes in my boots

I got holes in my jeans

I got holes in my pocke

Say, holes in my dreams

Three meals don’t come squarely

Payin’ gigs come rarely

Rumurs going round town that

I’m just barely Hankin’ on

But I’m still Hankin’ on

Bendin’ these strings,

Singing these songs

Hankin’ on

I got $20 in the bank,

20 in my tank

Two crooked managers and

One Ex-wife to thank

Record man keeps sayin’

My brand of country’s dated

Momma keeps on prayin’

But I just keep on playin’

Hankin’ on

Yeah, I just keep Hankin’ on

Bendin’ these strings,

Singing these songs

Hankin’ on

So, if I go to heaven

or if I go to hell

I’ll put a band together

And I’ll pick’em just as well

Hankin’ on (Hankin’ on)

Yeah, I just keep Hankin’ on (Hankin’ on)

Bendin’ these strings,

Singing these songs

Hankin’ on

Bendin’ these strings,

Singing these songs

Hankin’ on

I’m Hankin’ on

Singin’ My songs

Just Hankin’ on

(Hankin’ on, Hankin’ on)

(Hankin’ on, Hankin’ on, oh, oh, oh)

(Hankin on)

(Hankin’ on, Hankin’ on)

(Hankin’ on, Hankin’ on, oh, oh, oh)

(Hankin’ on)

(Hankin’ On)

Logan Mize Somebody To Thank

I gotta thank a small town preacher

Makin me a hymn singer

On the sunday’s mamma made me go

I gotta thank a high school teacher for believin’ in a dreamer

And steering me down the road

I gotta thank my granddaddy for the saturday’s on the lake

Cookin’ ’em and reelin’ ’em in

I gotta thank the boys I raised all kind of hell with

Couldn’t ask for better best friends

I gotta thank earnhardt

Springsteen, luke skywalker

For filling up my memory bank

I gotta thank jd, jim beam, mr. anheuser

For a friday night good time drink

I gotta thank mama and my daddy

For eighteen years then gasin’ up the chevrolet tank

No matter who you are

Everybody’s got somebody to thank

I gotta thank an old coon dog

For licking my hand on days I was feeling alone

I gotta thank my old man’s brother

For a tour in the jungle

Just to keep us all safe at home

I gotta thank a next door neighbor

For calling that number

That morning our house caught fire

I gotta thank a midwest farmer

For a teenage summer

With a boy he didn’t have to hire

I gotta thank beau, luke, mellencamp

Joe montana for filling up my memory bank

I gotta thank jd, jim beam, mr anheuser

For a friday night good time drink

I gotta thank mama and my daddy

For eighteen years then gasin’ up the chevrolet tank

No matter who you are

Everybody’s got somebody to thank

No I ain’t forgot and I’ll never forget

I gotta thank God for every day I’ve had

And every day I’ll get

I gotta thank the love of my life

Every day and night

For filling up my memory bank

I gotta thank jd, jim beam, mr anheuser

For a friday night good time drink

I gotta thank mama and my daddy

For eighteen years then gasin’ up the chevrolet tank

No matter who you are

Everybody’s got somebody to thank

Logan Mize All Time

Well the first time it was a summer camp

I heart my heart in my ear

She was licking a stamp

And the third time

It was my neighbor’s babysitter

In a teeny weenie bikini

Poppin’ out of the river

Oh the seventh time was love

We were finally at my house when nobody else was

Oh but good’s as good as it gets

Until you finally find the best

Yeah you’re my all time, you win

At the top of the top ten

All time solid gold

You take the cake it ain’t even close

You’re my straight up favorite, no lie

Don’t have to think about it

Oh yeah you’re my all time, you

There was that one time with that girl in l.a.

She got us into every party but it wasn’t my thing

And then that other time she was a little bit older

She taught me things about things

And just like that it was over

Oh that’s when my heart took a hit

The next one broke me hard and I’m glad that she did

‘Cause oh that’s when you came around

And put your hands on me baby

Baby hands down

Yeah you’re my all time, you win

At the top of the top ten

All time solid gold

You take the cake it ain’t even close

You’re my straight up favorite, no lie

Don’t have to think about it

Oh yeah you’re my all time, you

Day time, night time, you’re my favorite past time

Might not have been my first but you’re gonna be my last time

Day time, night time, you’re my favorite past time

Might not have been my first but you’re gonna be my last time and

All time, you win

At the top of the top ten

All time solid gold

You take the cake it ain’t even close

You’re my straight up favorite, no lie

Don’t have to think about it

Oh yeah you’re my all time, you

All time, you

Logan Mize Can’t Get Away From A Good Time

I just can’t get away from a good time

It started out innocent enough, hangin in the backyard workin on my truck

Turning some wrenches, cranking some tunes

A typical Saturday afternoon

Next thing you know my neighbour Pete walked back

Said his weed whacker had run outta gas, we looked hard

Couldn’t find a drop, ended up at the fridge in the back of my shop

One cold one turned into four, fours gotta way of turning into more

Bust out the weiners, bust out the buns

Fire up the grill gonna have a little fun

Follows me around where ever I go, just like the wake behind my old bass boat

One minute I’m just hanging around, next thing you know a damn party breaks out

Hey I’m just a victim of a circumstance, I’ve learned to make it all apart of my plans

It don’t matter how hard I try, I just cant get away from a good time

We were cutting it up, and telling some jokes

Talking nascar and UFO’s, that chainlink fence don’t keep out much

The rest of the block started showing on up, ran outta charcoal

Went to the store, they were running a deal on cases of coors

If you bought one it was regular price, but if you bought two you gotta free bag of ice

Hell so I bought four, and it made me grin

I was walking out, pretty girls walking in

You could say the stars just lined up right, but it ain’t luck man its just my life

Follows me around where ever I go, just like the wake behind my old bass boat

One minute I’m just hanging around, next thing you know a damn party breaks out

Hey I’m just a victim of a circumstance, I’ve learned to make it all apart of my plan

It don’t matter how hard I try, I just cant get away from a good time

Oh no I cant

I guess that old trucks gonna wait another day

Maybe two or three keeps going this way, ah but I don’t care

Say what you want, man we only get to live it up once

Follows me around where ever I go, just like the wake behind my old bass boat

One minute I’m just hanging around, next thing you know a damn party breaks out

Follows me around where ever I go, just like the wake behind my old bass boat

One minute I’m just hanging around, next thing you know a damn party breaks out

Hey I’m just a victim of a circumstance, can’t turn down a drink

Can’t turn down a dance, don’t matter how hard I try

I just cant get away, I just cant get away

I cant get away, from a good time

I just cant get away

Logan Mize Good Life

Love is a strong word when you mean it

And baby I mean it when I say I love where this thing’s headed

But this concrete city’s run me ragged, let me tell you I’ve had it

I miss the simple life I used to know

Well I like driving around in my Ford truck, waving at the pretty girls

Slinging mud on the tail pipes and dodging the blue lights

Icing down a cooler full of High Life, it goes good with a hot night

Peppered sky full of star light, good God it’s a good life

I bet our families would both be happy, if we showed up like Cousin Eddie

We could help with harvest on the farm,

they’d let us park our air stream in the yard

Come on girl I’m just being funny but for real now honey

The clock is ticking, we’re running late

I miss driving around in my Ford truck, arm around a pretty girl

Slinging mud on the tail pipes and dodging the blue lights

Icing down a cooler full of High Life, it goes good with a hot night

Peppered sky full of star light, good God it’s a good life

I won’t mind one day getting older, with your head on my shoulder

Watching the day’s sunset, sipping tea on the front step

All the chickens and the dogs in the front yard,

rusty tractor, 50 acres and a red barn

Big dreams down a dead end dirt road, I’m sold baby let’s go home

We’d go driving around in my Ford truck, you can be my pretty girl

Sling some mud on the tail pipes, we’ll go dodging the blue lights

Icing down a cooler full of High Life, it goes good with a hot night

Peppered sky full of star light, good God it’s a real good life

Damn right, it’s a good life

Ooh, it’s a real good life

It’s a good life

Yeah

Logan Mize Catch A Fish

Hey dad remember me

We ain’t talked like this since I turned 18

But the lake’s like glass

Before it gets any hotter

Thought you might wanna drop a line in the water with me

Hey dad last time I called

I was full of pissed off and alcohol

There’s a blue bird sky at 68

They say there ain’t a chance of rain at all

Let that evinrude sing us a song

We don’t have to talk about right or wrong

Everybody’s got their own way to find forgiveness

You got yours, I got mine

They’re both the same so I think it’s time

To catch a fish

I know I left this town in a blaze of glory

I see it now you were always rooting for me

So let’s go open that can of worms

That makes us smile

Don’t need words to tell the story

Let that evinrude sing us a song

We don’t have to talk about right or wrong

Everybody’s got their own way to find forgiveness

You got yours, I got mine

They’re both the same so I think it’s time

To catch a fish

Let it go

Watch that red and white

Bobber float away

Let that evinrude sing us a song

We don’t have to talk about right or wrong

Get caught up on all the time we’ve missed

So let’s drink a few and watch the sun go down

Sometimes I’m sorry doesn’t make a sound

Everybody’s got their own way to find forgiveness

You got yours, I got mine

I’m just like you so I think it’s time

To catch a fish

Yeah so let’s go catch a fish