Luke Combs Don’t Tempt Me

I’ve been doing my best to make church on Sundays

And ain’t been calling in hungover most Mondays

I guess you could say I’m being grown up

I got my shit together and oddly enough

I don’t mind

‘Cause it’s about time

But if you second guessin’, don’t think for a second

That I can’t hang

‘Cause I’ve been known to get a little bit of wild and reckless

Known to have a little bit of beer with breakfast

You can bet these boots have gotten pretty used to

Stomping on a hardwood floor

And buying the bar another round of shots

Close my tab and hit the parking lot

Next stop is a spot with a fridge stocked on the back porch

I ain’t afraid to take too many steps out of line

So don’t tempt me with a good time

Well most folks think I don’t know how to throw down

They done forgot about Rowdy

But no doubt he’s still around

So keep cracking those jokes

‘Cause I’m willing and able

Yeah, this old boy’ll drink you under the table

‘Cause I’ve been known to get a little bit of wild and reckless

Known to have a little bit of beer with breakfast

You can bet these boots have gotten pretty used to

Stomping on a hardwood floor

And buying the bar another round of shots

Close my tab and hit the parking lot

Next stop is a spot with a fridge stocked on the back porch

I ain’t afraid to take too many steps out of line

So don’t tempt me with a good time

At 3AM I’m still hanging tough

My buddy’s passed out in the bed of my truck

And I can’t wait ’til he wakes up

And see the pictures on his phone

‘Cause I’ve been known to get a little bit of wild and reckless

Known to have a little bit of beer with breakfast

You can bet these boots have gotten pretty used to

Stomping on a hardwood floor

And buying the bar another round of shots

Close my tab and hit the parking lot

Next stop is a spot with a fridge stocked on the back porch

I ain’t afraid to take too many steps out of line

So don’t tempt me with a good time

With a good time

Luke Combs Beer Never Broke My Heart

I’ve had a largemouth bass bust my line

A couple of beautiful girls tell me goodbye

Trucks break down, dogs run off

Politicians lie, gettin’ fired by the boss

It takes one hand to count the things I can count on

There ain’t much that ain’t ever let me down

Well longneck iced cold beer never broke my heart

Like diamond rings and football teams have torn this boy apart

Like a neon dream it just don’t know me, the bars and this guitar

A longneck iced cold beer never broke my heart

Now she was a Carolina blue jean baby

Fire in her eyes that drove me crazy

Red tail lights when she left town

I didn’t know then, I sure do now

That longneck iced cold beer never broke my heart

Like diamond rings and football teams have torn this boy apart

Like a neon dream it just don’t know me, the bars and this guitar

A longneck iced cold beer never broke my heart

Now I got one hand to count the things I can count on

But I got one man drippin’ down on a cold one

‘Cause longneck iced cold beer never broke my heart

Like diamond rings and football teams have torn this boy apart

Like a neon dream it just don’t know me, the bars and this guitar

A longneck iced cold beer never broke my heart

It never broke my heart

Luke Combs She Got The Best Of Me

Seventeen, you don’t think that much about life

You just live it

Like Kerosene dancing around a fire

But you’re in it

So you jump right in

Ain’t afraid to fall

And you give it all

[Chorus:]

She got the best of me

She broke my heart

Now all that’s left of me

Is beating in this guitar

Every night, a different town

She follows me around

So you get what’s left of me

She got the best of me

I picked myself up off the floor

And found something new worth living for

And a, old dusty hand-me-down six string

And a couple chords

I’m getting over her

A little more with every song

So sing a-long

[Chorus]

She got the best of me

She got the best of me

She got the best of me

Luke Combs Used To You

That old phone of mine, 2:39 AM when I got the call

Half asleep, thought it was a dream, but it wasn’t afterall

That old dog of yours, sitting on the porch, waits for you to come home

Little does he know that you won’t be walking through that door

I just leave him alone, cause lettin’ go don’t come that easily

Most of the time I can get by – it’s just a little hard on me

But I’m gettin’ used to that old truck of yours sittin’ out in the drive

I’m gettin’ used to you not bein’ there, at church on Sunday night

I’m gettin’ used to the radio playin’ without you singin’ along

But I’ll never get used to you bein’ gone

That old rockin’ chair sittin over there, it don’t rock no more

And that old six string ain’t played a thing, been awhile since it’s hummed a chord

Just leave em alone cause lettin’ go don’t come that easily

Most of the time I can get by – it’s just a little hard on me

But I’m gettin’ used to that old truck of yours sittin’ out in the drive

I’m gettin’ used to you not bein’ there, at church on Sunday night

I’m gettin’ used to the radio playin’ without you singin’ along

But I’ll never get used to you bein’ gone

There’s a lot of things in this whole world I can stand

But when it comes to losin’ you, I just can’t

Yeah, I’m gettin’ used to that old truck of yours sittin’ out in the drive

I’m gettin’ used to you not bein’ there, at church on Sunday night

I’m gettin’ used to the radio playin’ without you singin’ along

But I’ll never get used to, no I’ll never get used to you bein’ gone

Yeah, bein’ gone

I’m never gettin’ used to you bein’ gone

Luke Combs Honky Tonk Highway

In my Prevost

Headin’ down to Alabama

I got a three night run

We’re gonna kick it off in Birmingham

Headlights, wide lines

Flying down 65

Tryna catch a few hours sleep

Tomorrow comes show time

That’s when I know I’m

Living that neon dream

Oh I got the boys

And the band

And a one night stand

Waiting on us down the road

We’re gonna load it in

Crank it to 10

Whiskey shots at 2AM

And off to another show

And then it’s back to my baby for

A couple days

But I can only stay for so long

‘Til that Honky Tonk Highway’s calling me home

Rolling into Mobile

Name on the marquee sign

Waving at the women that are standing in the ticket line

Well point me to the stage

I know that’s the only place I’m ever gonna wanna be

Smoky bars, guitars

Breakin’ all the girls hearts

That’s the only life for me

Oh I got the boys

And the band

And a one night stand

Waiting on us down the road

We’re gonna load it in

Crank it to 10

Whiskey shots at 2AM

And off to another show

And then it’s back to my baby for

A couple days

But I can only stay for so long

‘Til that Honky Tonk Highway’s calling me home

Oh I got the boys

And the band

And a one night stand

Waiting on us down the road

We’re gonna load it in

Crank it to 10

Whiskey shots at 2AM

And off to another show

And then it’s back to my baby for

A couple days

But I can only stay for so long

‘Til that Honky Tonk Highway’s calling me home

‘Til that Honky Tonk Highway’s calling me home

Luke Combs Out There

PFG’s coming cross the creek

Z71, headlights shinin through the trees

The boys spill out of the back seat

And ask me, what’s it gonna be tonight

I said I’m just trying to get loose, trying to make a move

Don’t matter what we do

As long as we’re out there

Somewhere where we can go

Get away from it all, get lost

And god only knows where we’ll go

And hell I don’t care

As long as we’re out there

We pulled in, threw it in park

And follow the orange glow in the dark

And the trail marks

Through the fire and flames we locked eyes

She walked over from the other side

And smiled when I said

I’m just trying to get loose, trying to set the mood

Don’t matter what we do

As long as we’re out there

Somewhere where we can go

Get away from it all, get lost

And god only knows where we’ll go

And baby I don’t care

As long as we’re out there

As long as we’re out there

As long as we’re out there

Somewhere where we can go

Get away from it all, get lost

And god only knows where we’ll go

And hell I don’t care

As long as we’re out there

As long as we’re out there

Luke Combs Houston, We Got A Problem

This is my kind of town

This is my kind of place

I wouldn’t mind hanging around

For more than just a couple days

I got a 12th floor room with a killer view

Of an empty Astrodome

A tab at the bar downstairs

But all I can think about is home

I got on new boots, covered in red dirt

A “Don’t mess with Texas” T-shirt

And a Lonestar postcard post marked from missing you

It’s got the biggest sky you’ve ever seen

The coldest beer you’d ever drink

But I still feel like I landed on the moon

Cause it ain’t got you

Houston, we got a problem

You should’ve seen 19th street

You should’ve seen a midnight rodeo

The way them saloon doors swing

When they line dance to Copperhead Road

Something about the air down here

That’ll make you feel the way all them cowboys do

I wish I was an outlaw

But all I can think about is you

I got on new boots, covered in red dirt

A “Don’t mess with Texas” T-shirt

And a Lonestar postcard post marked from missing you

It’s got the biggest sky you’ve ever seen

The coldest beer you’d ever drink

But I still feel like I landed on the moon

Cause it ain’t got you

Houston, we got a problem

It’s got the biggest sky you’ve ever seen

The coldest beer you’d ever drink

But I still feel like I landed on the moon

Cause it ain’t got you

Houston, we got a problem

We got a problem

We got a problem

Luke Combs Memories Are Made Of

Cheap boat, 6 pack of something light

A fireball burning up a blue sky

A Mercury 93, wasn’t even half pass noon

A first taste of freedom after high school

Breaking hearts, curfews and mamma’s rules

I just laugh thinking ’bout all the shit we got into

Yeah, those were the days we thought we’d never lose

But we did, and we miss

How it was when we were just kids

Lookin’ back on the past

Wasn’t much but it’s what we had

Just a couple buds and a good buzz is all it was

But that’s what memories are made of

It’s been so long since me and Katy first met

We lost touch as all of the years went

Flying past, fading fast, wishing I could make her mine

There’s some things, the same to take you right back

I see her face every time I hear that

Lynyrd Skynyrd vinyl spinning, I’m in her arms in my mind

Yeah, those were the days we thought we’d never lose, never lose

But we did, and we miss

How it was when we were just kids

Lookin’ back on the past

Wasn’t much but it’s what we had

Just a good buzz from a summer love was all it was

Yeah, that’s what memories are made of

Yeah, those were the days we thought we’d never lose

But we did, and we miss

How it was when we were just kids

Lookin’ back on the past

Wasn’t much but it’s what we had

Just a couple buds and a good buzz was all it was

Yeah, a summer love was all it was

But that’s what memories are made of

Luke Combs I Got Away With You

Well I got caught in Panama City

Tryin’ to buy some beer for some Georgia girls

And I got wore out by my daddy

For stealin’ cigarettes from the Smokes and more

And all my friends would get away

Seems I’d get caught, plain as day

I look the blame for every little thing

But I got away with you

And somehow I still ain’t been found out

It’s a crazy truth

Like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz

And I walked in the Louvre

And the Mona Lisa’s hanging in my house

I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels

And I got away with you

Well lookin’ like you do

On its damn own, should be a crime

Let alone a fool like me

Hand in hand with you, should be doin’ time

But here we are runnin’ free

Guess someone turned the other cheek

‘Cause there ain’t no blue lights in the rear view

Guess I got away with you

And somehow I still ain’t been found out

It’s a crazy truth

Like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz

And I walked in the Louvre

Now the Mona Lisa’s hanging in my house

I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels

And I got away with you

I’ll take it all, the fails, the falls

The county jails and one phone calls

I do it all again if I had to

‘Cause I got away with you

Somehow girl, I still ain’t been found out

It’s a crazy truth

Like I strolled out the gates of Alcatraz

And I walked in the Louvre

Now the Mona Lisa’s hanging in my house

I bust out of Buckingham with the crown jewels

And I got away with you

When I got away with you

Yeah, I got away with you

Luke Combs A Long Way

Six beers, five guys

And if I remember right

It was a Wednesday when we got our buzz off

A second-hand six pack

Half smoked, soft pack

Light it up, boys take a drag

And when I fought that cough off everyone else thought

I was so damn cool

My head was spinning like a tilt-a-whirl

Yeah man it really rocked my world

Back when things seemed just a little bit stronger

Back when the weekend lasted a little bit longer

Can’t tell you why they did but things seemed to never end back then

Oh, way back when

When a little went a long way

One girl, and 45

Bucks was all it took that night

Hit the steak house, make-out in the movies

Way up in the back

Credits roll, on pace

To make it all the way to second base

Tried to play it cool like it was nothing new

And she didn’t have clue

That my head was spinning like a tilt-a-whirl

Yeah man she really rocked my world

Back when things seemed just a little bit stronger

Back when the weekend lasted a little bit longer

Can’t tell you why they did but things seemed to never end back then

Oh, way back when

When a little went a long way

Back when things seemed just a little bit stronger

Back when the weekend lasted a little bit longer

Can’t tell you why they did but things seemed to never end back then

Oh way back when, when a little went a long long way, oh

A long way