Toby Keith Honkytonk U

My grandmother owned a nightclub on the Arkansas-Oklahoma line

Momma put me on a greyhound, and I went

To stay with her in the summertime

I’d box up those empty long necks and stack’em in the back and make

A hand

Then at night she’d let me sneak out of the kitchen and sit in with the band

Yes, I have sacked some quarterbacks and broke my share of bones along the way

I knew it wouldn’t

Last forever, semi-pro always means semi-paid

I started climbin’ drillin’ rig, I’m oil field trash and

Proud as I can be

Then I took my songs and guitar and sang’em to a man from Tennessee

I’ve played every beer joint tavern from New York city out to Pasadena

Every corn dog fair and rodeo

And sold out every basketball arena

I like to get down with my boys in Afghanistan and Baghdad city

Too

I am a red, white and blue blood graduate of honkytonk U

A star can’t burn forever, and the brightest ones will someday lose their shine

But the glass wont

Ever be half empty in my optimistic mind

I’ll still have a song to sing and a band to turn it up and

Play it loud

As long as there’s a bar room with a corner stage and a honkytonk crowd

I’ve played every beer joint tavern from New York city out to Pasadena

Every corn dog fair and rodeo

And sold out ever basketball arena

I like to get down with my boys in Afghanistan and Baghdad city

Too

Son I’m a red, white, and blue blood graduate of honkytonk U

That’s right a red, white, and blue

Blood graduate of honkytonk U

Toby Keith She’s Perfect

I took Lisa down to the cafe

The one where we first fell in love

I played the same song that we used to dance to

Hopin’ it might be enough

But when I told her I was sorry

That only made it worse

Then the waitress came over and saw Lisa cryin’

Said honey what’s the matter with her

There’s nothin’ wrong with her, she’s perfect

She’s as pure as she can be

She’d never say, but the only mistake she ever made was me

It might appear to you she’s broken

By the teardrops in her eyes

But there’s nothin’ wrong with her, she’s perfect

I’m the one who made her cry

Could you bring us two cups of coffee

We might be here for a while

Make mine black and hers sweet as sugar

Something that matches her smile

She’s already loved me for half of her life

She’s never been untrue

So let me tell you before you ask her

If there’s anything you can do

There’s nothin’ wrong with her, she’s perfect

She’s as pure as she can be

She’d never say, but the only mistake she ever made was me

It might appear to you she’s broken

By the teardrops in her eyes

But there’s nothin’ wrong with her, she’s perfect

I’m the one who made her cry

There’s nothin’ wrong with her, she’s perfect

I’m the one who made her cry

Toby Keith Cold Beer Country

So dang hot you want to sit around naked

Ain’t rained one drop, ain’t gonna I reckon

Lying old weatherman told me the truth

About today, tomorrow and the next day too

It’s cold beer country

110 in the shade

An iced tea won’t cut it

And neither will lemonade

I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool

And a jukebox by my dear

Singing cold beer country

Cos it’s cold beer country round here

I’ve been getting out and getting in it all day long

Tonight I’m going out and getting it on

Sipping on a long neck working on a bug

Cos that’s what everybody does

It’s cold beer country

110 in the shade

An iced tea won’t cut it

And neither will lemonade

I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool

And a jukebox by my dear

Singing cold beer country

Cos it’s cold beer country round here

Here comes my baby

About as hot as she can be

We’re gonna pop the cap, gonna knock them back

Nothing better for the July heat

It’s cold beer country

110 in the shade

An iced tea won’t cut it

And neither will lemonade

I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool

And a jukebox by my dear

Singing cold beer country

Cos it’s cold beer country round here

Yeah, singing cold beer country

It’s cold beer country round here

Ah yeah

Toby Keith Chill-axin’

High tide’s up

And the water’s coming in on the shore

Usually wait until vacation

But I sure can’t take this city anymore

Work’s been hell

And that rush hour traffic’s never been a breeze

Ain’t no hustle where I’m goin’

Just a warm trade wind a blowin’ through the trees

I don’t need no sympathy

That won’t bring satisfaction

Just need to charge my battery

Had a bad reaction

Gonna do my best to decompress…

Chill-axin’

I could fire up my ol’ motorcycle

And head up to the country where it’s green

Maybe head up to Montana

But there’s something about the ocean that’s serene

Fifteen hundred miles

Still got seven hundred left to do

But it don’t seem like forever

When you know that you’re outrunnin’ the blues

I don’t need no sympathy

That won’t bring satisfaction

Just need to charge my battery

Had a bad reaction

Gonna do my best to decompress…

Chill-axin’

There’s a worm in the bottle and Wild Shot on the table

With some salt and lime and some mezcal maybe I’ll be able

To find my paradise, put this broken world on ice…

Chill-axin’

High tide’s up

And the water’s coming in on the shore

I usually wait until vacation

But I just can’t take this city anymore

Toby Keith Hold You, Kiss You, Love You

You’re lookin’ at me

Like the first time we met

I can tell that you’re needing

That feeling you get when I

Hold you, kiss you, love you

Hold you, kiss you, love you

So darlin’ surrender

Right here in my arms

Love will be waiting

Wherever we are when I

Hold you, kiss you, love you

Hold you, kiss you, love you

Just close your eyes

And I’ll take you away

Let go of everything

Whisper my name when I

Hold you, kiss you, love you

Like I do

Hold you, kiss you, love you

Hold you, kiss you, love you

Just close your eyes

And I’ll take you away

Let go of everything

Whisper my name when I

Hold you, kiss you, love you

Like I do

When tangled sheets

In the dark of the night

I’ll wake you up in the

Sweet mornin’ light when I

Hold you, kiss you, love you

Just close your eyes

And I’ll take you away

Let go of everything

Whisper my name when I

Hold you, kiss you, love you

Like I do

Toby Keith I Wanna Talk About Me

We talk about your work how your boss is a jerk

We talk about your church and your head when it hurts

We talk about the troubles you’ve been having with your brother

About your daddy and your mother and your crazy ex-lover

We talk about your friends and the places that you’ve been

We talk about your skin and the dimples on your chin

The polish on your toes and the run in your hose

And God knows we’re gonna talk about your clothes

You know talking about you makes me smile

But every once in awhile

I wanna talk about me

Wanna talk about I

Wanna talk about number one

Oh my me my

What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see

I like talking about you, you, you, usually, but occasionally

I wanna talk about me

I wanna talk about me

We talk about your dreams and we talk about your schemes

your high school team and your moisturizer creme

We talk about your nanna up in Muncie, Indiana

We talk about your grandma down in Alabama

We talk about your guys of every shape and size

The ones that you despise and the ones you idolize

We talk about your heart, about your brains and your smarts

And your medical charts and when you start

You know talking about you makes me grin

But every now and then

I wanna talk about me

Wanna talk about I

Wanna talk about number one

Oh my me my

What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see

I like talking about you, you, you, usually, but occasionally

I wanna talk about me

I wanna talk about me

You you you you you you you you youyouyouyouyou

I wanna talk about me

I wanna talk about me

Wanna talk about I

Wanna talk about number one

Oh my me my

What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see

I like talking about you, you, you, usually, but occasionally

I wanna talk about me

I wanna talk about me

Toby Keith A Little Too Late

[chorus]

It’s a little too late

I’m a little too gone,

A little too tired of this hangin’ on

So I’m letting go while I’m still strong enough to

It’s got a little too sad

I’m a little too blue

It’s a little too bad

You were too good to be true

I’m big time over you baby

It’s a little too late

No I don’t want to want to talk about what we can do about us anymore

Only time you and me wastin’ is the time it takes to walk right out that door

Yeah talk about water under the bridge,

You should know by now girl that’s all this is

[chorus]

It’s a little too late,

I’m a little too gone,

A little too tired of just hangin’ on

I’m letting go while I’m still strong enough to

It’s got a little too sad,

I’m a little too blue

It’s a little too bad

You were too good to be true

I’m big time over you baby

It’s a little too late

There was a time,

this heart of mine,

would take you back every time

don’t you know

It’s been two packs of cigaretts

a sleepless night

a nervous wreck, a day ago.

Now you ain’t got no business coming around

I’m closing up shop

Shuttin’ us down

[chorus]

It’s a little too late,

I’m a little too gone,

A little too tired of just hangin’ on

I’m letting go while I’m still strong enough to

It’s got a little too sad,

I’m a little too blue

It’s a little too bad

You were too good to be true

I’m big time over you baby

It’s a little too late

I’m big time over you baby,

It’s a little too late

Toby Keith Rodeo Moon

I took her daddy’s old two-horse trailer

I patched a place in the floor that was bare

And we loaded up her barrel pony

And a riggin’ bag is all that I had

Left with our suitcases filled with desire

Four hundred dollars, two good spare tires

Now our windshield’s a painting that hangs in our room

It changes with each mile like a radio tune

We got up above, we’ll make it on love

Under the rodeo moon

Sometimes we sleep in a hotel

When we’re ridin’ that hot hand of luck

Sometimes we crash at a friend’s house

Sometimes we just sleep in the truck

Nighttime you’ll find us out in the fast lane

Stayin’ one step ahead of snow, wind, and rain

Now our windshield’s a painting that hangs in our room

It changes with each mile like a radio tune

We got up above, we’ll make it on love

Under the rodeo moon

Yeah, we left with our suitcases filled with desire

Four hundred dollars and two good spare tires

Now our windshield’s a painting that hangs in our room

It changes with each mile like a radio tune

We got up above, we’ll make it on love

Under the rodeo moon

Toby Keith Last Living Cowboy

He turned 87 on the 2nd day of June.

In case nobody’s countin’ Son, that’s many a moon.

You’ll find him down on Main Street. That’s where he likes to walk.

It’s worth the price of admission just to hear that old man talk.

He’s the last livin’ cowboy in this town.

He rode off into the sunset, yet naw, he’s still kickin’ round.

You’ll find him halfway liquored up on Caddo County shine,

Or all the way drunk half the time.

He’s got 40 head of cattle down on Turkey creek.

There’s always some old stray dog round the cabin at his feet.

His family left for California back in ’29.

When it was two bits for the whiskey, and tobacco was a dime.

He’s the last livin’ cowboy in this town.

He rode off into the sunset, yet he’s still kickin’ round.

You’ll find him halfway liquored up on Caddo county shine,

Or all the way drunk half the time.

Keeps a jack knife in his pocket and pistol in his boot.

I’ve heard a lot of stories, but I’ve never seen him shoot.

A ’60 model pickup’s all I’ve ever seen him drive.

He ‘aint rode a horse since the day ole Bully died.

He’s the last livin’ cowboy in this town.

He rode off into the sunset, yet he’s still kickin’ round.

You’ll find him halfway liquored up on Caddo County shine,

Or all the way drunk half the time.

Yeah, you’ll find him halfway liquored up on Caddo County shine,

Or all the way drunk half the time.

Toby Keith High Maintenance Woman

[Verse 1]

I see her layin’ by the poolside every day

She ain’t got a lot on

She ain’t got a lot to say

[Verse 2]

She wouldn’t look my way

But buddy, what do you expect

I’m just the fix-it-up boy at the apartment complex

[Pre Chorus]

And she’ll go out dancin’ ’bout 7:15

Climb into the back of a long limosine

I know where she’s goin’

She’s goin’ downtown

I’m goin’ downtown, too, and take a look around

[Chorus]

See my baby doll

She’s my beauty queen

She’s my movie star

Best I ever seen

I ain’t hooked it up yet

But I’m tryin’ hard as I can

It’s just a high maintenance woman

Don’t want no maintenance man

[Verse 3]

I’m just sittin’ ’round waitin’ on a telephone call

After water pipe exploded in the living room wall

If your washer and dryer in need of repair

You know the handyman’s waitin’

And he’ll be right there

[Pre Chorus]

Twenty-four hours

Seven days a week

If it’s gettin’ clogged up or maybe startin’ to leak

Just ring up my number, baby, give me a try

You know I got all the tools

And I can satisfy

[Chorus 2]

See my baby doll

She’s my beauty queen

She’s my movie star

Best I ever seen

I ain’t asked her out yet

‘Cause I don’t know if I can

You see a high maintenance woman

Don’t want no maintenance man…man

[Tag Chorus]

See my baby doll

She’s my beauty queen

She’s my movie star

Best I ever seen

I ain’t hooked it up yet

But I’m tryin’ hard as I can

It’s just a high maintenance woman

Don’t want no maintenance man

Ain’t no high maintenance woman

Gonna fall for a maintenance man…no