Tim Hicks Easy

Will we hit it, I don’t care

Slow and steady, we’ll get there

Girl I love your laid back vibe

Nothing heavy, just a laid back drive

And it don’t matter where we go

All around the world or just lay low now

It don’t matter what we do

I’ll die a happy man

As long as I’m with you

Make it easy like Sunday afternoon

You make it easy like Sunday afternoon

You make it easy

Get up early, stay in bed

‘Cause I got you, I’m all set

Spend my money, take my time

Steal my worries, ease my mind

And it don’t matter where we go

All around the world or just [?] now

It don’t matter what we do

I’ll die a happy man

As long as I’m with you

Make it easy like Sunday afternoon

You make it easy like Sunday afternoon

You make it easy

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Rock on girl

Will we hit it, I don’t care

Slow and steady we’ll get there

It don’t matter where we go

All around the world or just lay low now

It don’t matter what we do

I’ll die a happy man

As long as I’m with you

Make it easy like Sunday afternoon

You make it easy like Sunday afternoon

You make it easy like Sunday afternoon

Yeah, you make it easy, oh, oh, oh

Yeah, you make it easy, so easy

Yeah you, yeah you, yeah you, yeah

You make it easy, like Sunday afternoon

Oh, so, so easy

Tim Hicks Forever Rebels

How dare you step out of the lights

How dare you step out of the box

Don’t go pushin’ your luck

Just be happy with what you’ve got

But we don’t buy that

No we don’t buy that

‘Cause we’re the dreamers

We’re the believers

Yeah we’re the straight up ain’t no backin’ down

Shake it off this town

Against the wind

And out of fringe

And we ain’t never gonna settle

Forever rebels

Ain’t never gonna settle

Forever rebels

Been known to smash a few walls

Been known to break a few rules

Yeah we’ll throw you a curve

Kick up the dirt when we have to

No we can’t help that

Ain’t sorry ’bout that

‘Cause we’re the dreamers

We’re the believers

Yeah we’re the straight up ain’t no backin’ down

Shake it off this town

Against the wind

And out of fringe

And we ain’t never gonna settle

Forever rebels

Ain’t never gonna settle

Forever rebels

Hey lookin’ up at them stars

We ain’t afraid to get that high

My little crazy trying on wings

‘Till you figure out how to fly

Who cares what everybody else says

Can’t find heaven unless you’re hell bent

What you want and you got it, go get it, tonight

‘Cause we’re the dreamers

We’re the believers

Yeah we’re the straight up ain’t no backin’ down

Shake it off this town

Against the wind

And out of fringe

And we ain’t never gonna settle

Forever rebels

Ain’t never gonna settle

Forever rebels

Ain’t never gonna settle

Forever rebels

Yeah, forever rebels

Oh, forever rebels

Tim Hicks Stompin’ Ground

Sixteen and a six pack

Twenty bucks and a shoulder tap

Gotcha too far gone to get back

Man, we were cool with that

Cuttin’ class tryin’ to duck our teachers

Bummin’ smokes out behind the bleachers

Friday drive-in double feature

Took my girl and we didn’t watch either

My stompin’ ground

Where we got laid, where we got loud

Yeah, homegrown hometown proud

My crowd

Whoa, my stompin’ ground

Only one road in and out

Wheels roll up, boots touch down

My town

Whoa, my stompin’ ground

Around here there ain’t no cops

We did a lot of donuts in parking lots

Too young to know when to stop

But we never got caught, no

If your parents went away for the weekend

Party at your place, what time they leavin’

Keep this separator blowin’ up the speakers

Backpack of beer, better throw ’em in the freezer

My stompin’ ground

Where we got laid, where we got loud

Yeah, homegrown hometown proud

My crowd

Whoa, my stompin’ ground

Only one road in and out

Wheels roll up, boots touch down

My town

Whoa, my stompin’ ground

My stompin’, my stompin’ ground

My stompin’, my stompin’ ground

Wheels roll up, boots touch down

Lord take me back to my stompin’ ground

Wheels roll up, boots touch down

Lord, take me back to my stompin’

My stompin’, my stompin’ ground

Where we got laid, where we got loud

Yeah, homegrown hometown proud

My crowd

Whoa, my stompin’ ground

Only one road in and out

Wheels roll up, boots touch down

My town

Whoa, my stompin’ ground

My stompin’, my stompin’ ground

My stompin’, my stompin’ ground

Wheels roll up, boots touch down, yeah (my stompin’, my stompin’ ground)

My stompin’

Wheels roll up (yeah, yeah)

Boots touch down (yeah, take, take me back)

Whoa, take me back to my stompin’

My stompin’, my stompin’ ground

Tim Hicks Ready To Say Goodnight

Eleven thirty, got my suitcase packed

It’s leaving now and there’s no turning back

But it’s alright, stay up all night

I wish I didn’t have to leave so soon

Slip out of this bed without waking you

But it’s alright, we’ll stay up all night

And as the moonlight fades, we’ve got someplace to go

Down a long, long, lonely road

I ain’t ready to say goodnight, I ain’t ready to say goodbye

I ain’t ready to watch the sun come up without you, without you

I ain’t ready to shut it down, I ain’t ready to hear the sound

Of the morning rain on the windshield as I roll out without you, without you

Six thirty, you’ll be long gone

So hold me close ’til the morning comes

It’s alright ’til it’s daylight

Spare me the tears that I’ve got left

Save them all for tomorrow and I’m a wreck

Babe, it’s alright, we can stay up all night

When the moonlight fades and you’re walking out that door

Down a long, long, lonely road

I ain’t ready to say goodnight, I ain’t ready to say goodbye

I ain’t ready to watch the sun come up without you, without you

I ain’t ready to shut it down, I ain’t ready to hear the sound

Of the morning rain on the windshield as I roll out without you, without you

No, I ain’t, I ain’t ready

No, I ain’t, I ain’t ready

No, I ain’t, I ain’t ready to say goodbye

Yeah, I just wanna hold you close and never let you go

Oh, and I’ll be waiting for you when you get home

I ain’t ready to say goodnight, I ain’t ready to say goodbye

I ain’t ready to watch the sun come up without you, without you

I ain’t ready to shut it down, I ain’t ready to hear the sound

Of the morning rain on the windshield as I roll out without you, without you

No, I ain’t, I ain’t ready

No, I ain’t, I ain’t ready

No, I ain’t, I ain’t ready to say goodbye

No, I ain’t, I ain’t ready

No, I ain’t, I ain’t ready

No, I ain’t, I ain’t ready to say goodbye

Tim Hicks My Baby

Little story about love gone wrong

Sometimes it ain’t pretty

Let me tell you about my baby

She walked in the room, clicked off the TV

Kicked her feet up on the chair

Said we’re headed in different directions

And one of us has gotta get out of here

She said, hey baby, let me make it easy

Or maybe baby we can work things out

She lip up a cig, said my bags are packed

And in two seconds flat like a jumpin’ jack flash she’s gone

My baby ain’t coming back, no

My baby ain’t coming back

My baby ain’t coming back

She’s got a one-way ticket on a one-way track, y’all

My baby, she’s a hot tamale

My baby’s burning up the road

My baby done flip me the bird, no matter what you heard

She ain’t coming back, no

Nothing left but a cloud of dust

And tire tracks through the whole front yard

She might think I’ma coming to chase her

But she ain’t worth the miles I’d put on my car

She might be out in Oklahoma, maybe down in Arkansas

Maybe up in Ohio, bet she don’t know, it don’t hurt at all, y’all

My baby ain’t coming back, no

My baby ain’t coming back

My baby ain’t coming back

She’s got a one-way ticket on a one-way track, y’all

My baby, she’s a hot tamale

My baby’s burning up the road

My baby done flip me the bird, no matter what you heard

She ain’t coming back, no

Not her, I know her all too well

Wait, what’s that? I think I hear a car coming up the drive

She done changed her mind, y’all

Wait, no, no, that’s just the boys yelling

Oh well, it is Saturday night, let me get my stick

You know sometimes things just turn out right

My baby ain’t coming back, no

My baby ain’t coming back

My baby ain’t coming back

She’s got a one-way ticket on a one-way track, y’all

My baby, she’s a hot tamale

My baby’s burning up the road

My baby done flip me the bird, no matter what you heard

She ain’t coming back, no

Tim Hicks Slide Over

Hey baby where you wanna go tonight

I’ll take you down any road you like

I’ll turn whatever on the radio dial

Or turn me on with a pretty little smile

Hey baby where you wanna go tonight

Tonight, I need to get you closer, slide over

And ride with your head right on my shoulder, slide over

There’s too much, ‘tween us, where you’re sittin’ ain’t near enough

Tonight, I need to get you closer, slide over

Slide over

The way you’re lookin’ makes it hard to stay this far

What you say me and you light up that dark

Yeah, we can pop it into four wheel drive

We can take it off road for awhile

I know a place we can see a million stars

Tonight, I need to get you closer, slide over

And ride with your head right on my shoulder, slide over

There’s too much, ‘tween us, where you’re sittin’ ain’t near enough

Tonight, I need to get you closer, slide over

Slide over

Leave the world in the rear view

Nothin’ in the middle of me and you

Tonight, I need to get you closer

And ride with your head right on my shoulder

Tonight, I need to get you closer, slide over

And ride with your head right on my shoulder, slide over

There’s too much, ‘tween us, where you’re sittin’ ain’t near enough

Tonight, I need to get you closer, slide over

Slide over

There’s too much, ‘tween us, where you’re sittin’ ain’t near enough

Tonight, I need to get you closer, slide over

Tim Hicks We Came Up

[?] so far on a dirt road

Barely picking up the banjo

Through the static on the radio

Couldn’t stop us singing

A front porch wit the fans on

A pretty girl to take a chance on

Whatever we could get our hands on

Is what we were drinking

We came up

In a one-stop [?] staying one-night town

When the weekend came round

We’d get to getting down

We came up

With dirt on our hands and on our boots

And nothing much to lose

And nothing much to do

So we came up with our own good times

We came up with a reason why

We raised some hell in what was in our cup

That’s how we came up

Yeah that’s how we came up

Working hard for five days

Getting paid on Fridays

Get a little bit sideways

Ain’t nothing wrong with that

It’s all that taking it too far

Made us who we are right now

Yeah looking back I wouldn’t change

A thing about how

We came up

In a one-stop [?] staying one-night town

When the weekend came round

We’d get to getting down

We came up

With dirt on our hands and on our boots

And nothing much to lose

And nothing much to do

So we came up with our own good times

We came up with a reason why

We raised some hell in what was in our cup

That’s how we came up

(Whoa, whoa)

Yeah that’s how we came up

(Whoa)

Oh we came up

Making something out of nothing, history

[?] me

Nowhere else we’d rather be

We came up with dirt on our hands and our boots

And nothing much to lose

And nothing much to do

So we came up with our own good times

We came up with a reason why

We raised some hell in what was in our cup

That’s how we came up

(Whoa, whoa)

Yeah that’s how we came up

(Whoa) Oh, that’s how we came up

(Whoa, whoa) That’s how we came up

(Whoa)

Tim Hicks Long Way Jose

There’s a bird living in my beard

And if I let it grow down to here

I won’t need no clothes

If the wind don’t blow

I’ve been drinking this Cuervo gold like I own half of Mexico

And I don’t think that I wanna ever leave

We’ve come a long way Jose

Eighteen minutes twenty-two hours three hundred twenty-nine days

You taught me to shoot straight my faithful compadre

It’s all been one hell of a ride

Just watching those palm trees sway

We’ve come a long way Jose

It all started when she took off her ring

Laughed at me ha! and gave it a fling right into the sand

Then went off with some man

I got a metal detector I’m ok

Seems a four carat diamond ring goes a long long way

And I’m fine cus I got a credit line

We’ve come a long way Jose

Nineteen minutes twenty-two hours three hundred twenty-nine days

You taught me to shoot straight my faithful compadre

It’s all been one hell of a ride

Just watching those palm trees sway

We’ve come a long way Jose

You taught me to shoot straight my faithful compadre

It’s all been one hell of a ride

Just watching those palm trees sway

We’ve come a long way Jose

Twenty-one minutes twenty-two hours three hundred twenty-nine days

You taught me to shoot straight my faithful compadre

It’s all been one hell of a ride

just watchin those palm trees sway

We’ve come a long way Jose

Tim Hicks Stompa

There’s a light, I can see it in your eyes

There’s a memory of the way you used to be

Nothing’s gone, it still shines every time you turn it on

And when you slow it down…

People, working every night and day

Never give yourself no time

Got too many bills to pay

Slow down, nothing’s gonna disappear

If you give yourself some room

To move to the music you hear

Gotta get up, listen to me

Clappa your hands, stompa your feet

People, looking for the great escape

Looking to the greener side

Trying to find a better way

Slow down, open up your big brown eyes

Feel the rhythm in your heart

You don’t even need to try

Gotta get up, listen to me

Clappa your hands, stompa your feet

Nothing is wrong, if you move to the beat

Clappa your hands

Stompa your feet

Stompa your feet

When you can’t seem to shake off all the feelings that are breaking

Little pieces of the music that’s in you

All the pain that you feel

I can prove it’s not real

There’s just one thing you gotta do

Gotta get up, listen to me

Clappa your hands, stompa your feet

Nothing is wrong, if you move to the beat

Clappa your hands

Stompa your feet

Stompa your feet

Stompa your feet

Stompa your feet

Stompa your feet

Stompa your feet

Tim Hicks Here Comes The Thunder

Hey

Yeah the boys are back

We’re gonna hit this town

Been a long time coming

Been a long hard time

Gonna smoke some

Gonna drink some

Gonna find a little trouble

If not we’re gonna make some

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling

We gonna throw it on down

We rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling

Yeah you better watch out

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Storms a coming, better run for cover

Here comes, here comes the thunder

If the tomboys lined up

Whiskey on the rocks

Get the girls all wound up

Lemon drop shots

Gonna play hard

Gonna take names

Gonna last dollar gone

Yeah, we’re gonna make it rain

Yeah

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Here comes, here comes the thunder

The boys a coming, better run for cover

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Side by side

Is how we roll

Raise ’em up high

Look out below

Side by side

Is how we roll

Raise ’em up high

Yeah here comes, here comes

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling

We gonna throw it on down

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling

Better look out, better look out

Hey

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Here comes, here comes the thunder

The boys a coming, better run for cover

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Storms a coming, better run for cover

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Side by side

Is how we roll

Raise ’em up high

Look out below

Side by side

Is how we roll

Raise ’em up high

Yeah here comes the thunder

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling

Here comes, here comes the thunder

Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling

Here comes, here comes the thunder