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Billy Ray Cyrus
Billy Ray Cyrus


Background information
Birth name William Ray Cyrus
Born August 25, 1961
Born place Flatwoods, Kentucky, U.S.
Origin Nashville, Tennessee, U.S.
Genre(s) Country Pop
Years active 1980—present
Label(s) Walt Disney Records
Mercury Records
Lyric Street Records
Curb Records
Monument Records
Associated acts Miley Cyrus
Dolly Parton
Trace Cyrus
Adam Gregory
Mark Collie
Jeffrey Steele
Brother Clyde
Website Website



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Billy Ray Cyrus Album


Back To Tennessee (04/07/2009)
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Butterfly Fly Away (feat Miley Cyrus)
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Fancy cars and diamond rings,
I seen all kinds of shiny things,
I should be feelin’ like a king,
But lord I don’t.

Great big towns, so full of users.
Make a million, still a loser.
Some may bet on you to win,
Most hope you won’t.

Livin’ wild, ain’t no mercy being free,
When it brings you to your knees.
Can’t keep lying.

I’ve seen the road now,
I know just what I need,
To find my way back to Tennessee.
I’m going home now,
To Southern, is so sweet,
And find my way back to Tennessee

I was only seventeen,
I lived behind my beauty queen,
I turned my back on everything,
And everyone.

Rooms with lots of pretty faces,
Still don’t fill the empty spaces,
Wanderin’ where Amazing Grace is,
There is none, no.

Now I know, there’s no comfort in this world.
God I miss that hometown girl,
Want to hold her.

I’m on the road now,
I know just what I need,
To find my way back to Tennessee.
I’m coming home now,
To Southern, is so sweet,
And find my way back to Tennessee

All this time I was chasing after dreams,
It was right in front of me,
I was lost without her.

I’m on the road now,
I know just what I need,
To find my way back to Tennessee.
I’m coming home now,
To Southern, is so sweet,
And find my way back to you and me,
Find my way back to Tennessee.

. . .


Shootin' at a beer can on a fence post
Drivin' to your girlfriend's on a backhoe
Goin' skinny'dippin' on an old wood dock
Startin' up a bonfire with gasoline
Seein' who can get higher on a rope swing
Burnin' up your new tires in the parkin lot

Let me tell you I'm now
Just in case u don't know

That's thrillbilly
Real hillbilly
That's thrillbilly
Till the cows come home
That's down-home style
Mixed with buck wild
So get on down and you'll be proud
Of how you roll
That's thrillbilly
That's thrillbilly

Flippin' off a barn roof into a haystack
Sippin' on some homebrew sittin' outback
Thinkin' it'd be col to build a submarine
Dragin' down a two lane with your lights off
Hoppin' on a freight train at a feed lot
Raisin' you some bi cain- in john deere green
Here's come bubba on his four-wheeler
"Hey man, y'all watch this"

That's thrillbilly
Real hillbilly
That's thrillbilly
Till the cows come home
That's down-home style
Mixed with buck wild
So get on down and you'll be proud
Of how you roll
That's thrillbilly
That's thrillbilly

That's thrillbilly
Real hillbilly
That's thrillbilly
Till the cows come home
That's down-home style
Mixed with buck wild
So get on down and you'll be proud
Of how you roll
That's thrillbilly
That's thrillbilly
OH!, hillbilly

So get on down and you'll be proud
Of how you roll

. . .


Old man knocked on my front door
With a teenage boy and a couple
More from up the road
He had them by the collar
Said he caught him shootin'beer bottles
Down in the holler and smokin'
I said is that right
He said, they won't speak when spoken to
So which one here belongs to you
And I know one does
'Cause they all started
Runnin' to your back forty
When they saw me comin' on my gate
I look in the eye

And I said, He's mine that one
Got a wild-hair side and them some
There's no surprise what He's done
He's ever last bit of my old man's son
If you knew me then
There 'd be no question in your mind
you'd know he's mine
Yeah he is

Friday night the football games
I was livin' for the speakers
To call the name
On the back of number thirty-seven
Just one Forty-five
And five foot eleven
Mmaybe

Limelight barely shined on him
But everyone still remembers when
He whooped up on that boy way bigger
For taking that cheap shot our little kicker
And they threw him out
Man, you should, you sure heard me shout

I yelled he's mine that one
Got a wild-hair side and then some
There's no surprise what he's done
He's every last last bit of my old man's son
And I'll take the blame
And claim him every time
Yeah man, he's mine and he'll always be
The best thing that ever happened to me
You can't turn it off like electricity
I will love him unconditionally
And I'll take the blame
And claim him every time
Yes, sir he's mine
Thank god, he's mine

. . .


Just a single mom raisin up the kids

Little Tommy's seven now and her daughter Justine just turned ten

Pinchin every cent laughin and lovin and content

You would never think a couple years ago she almost let her job, her kids, her mind, her life go up in smoke right there on the edge right before the fall

Chorus: Somebody said a prayer somebody had some faith somebody finally hit their knees and asked for help for heavens sake somebody finally found someone who really cares somebody said a prayer

He was seventeen and his heart was broke.
The middle of the night, a bottle full of pills, and a goodbye note
Sittin on his bed, but then he bowed his head. Now I see him every week and every now and then he talks about that night.
And the peace that came over him talk about a sign.
Can I get an amen well there were tears on his face he said look what happened lord

Chorus: Somebody said a prayer
somebody had some faith somebody finally hit their knees and asked for help for heavens sake somebody finally found someone who really cares
somebody said a prayer

*Repeat chorus

Can I get an amen Ohhhhhhhh
can I get an amen Ohhhhhhhhhh
somebody somebody said a prayer somebody said a prayer somebody somebody said a prayer

. . .


Saw you at the football games
Everybody knew your name
Once or twice I'd see you smile at me
I was scared to ask you out
I was sure that you would turn me down
But I took that chance
Cause how would that be
Then what do you know
you said you'd go and there we were

Walking barefoot down by the water
Sun was hot
But you made it hotter
Found that shade tree
there by the riverbank
Sitting there, our toes all muddy
That first kiss
was sweeter than honey
And every time that I look back
I say, man That was a good day

We all have our memories
The ones we lose
The ones we keep
The one we know we'll always hold on to
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I've had my days, good and bad
But the best ones that I've has
Always seem to start and end with you

Yeah, those are the times
I know that I won't forget
Like that july 4th hugged up by the levy
You squeezed me hard
And told me you loved me
Fireworks flying
Taking our breath away

Felt like we were melting together
Thinking I could do this forever
And every time that I look back
I say, man that was a good day
When we're finished with this ride
And we on the other side
Bet we'll look back on this life

And say man that was a good day
Man that was a good day
Man that was a good day
Man that was a good day
Man that was a good day
Man that was a good day
Oh that, was a good day
Man that was a good day

I saw you at the football games
Everybody knew your name
Once or twice I'd seen you smile at me

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I can be a rock-hardheaded fool
Stubborn as a two dollar 4-h mule
Hard to handle as your granddad's tools
But I could be the one
I can be as loud as an F-16
I Got a river-wide redneck streak
Yeah, I can be a full blown SOB
But I could be the one

CHORUS:
I Could be the One that's the one for you
I could be your one crazy dream come true
I could be the arms, I could be the heart
I could be the love that you could fall into

With somebody like you with me
Ain't no tellin' what i could be
'Cause you could be a star
You could even could be the sun
And I could be the one
I could be a too much tequila mistake
Or I could be your heart's big lucky break
Might be a little more than you can take
But I could be the one

CHORUS:
I Could be the One that's the one for you
I could be your one crazy dream come true
I could be the arms, I could be the heart
I could be the love that you could fall into

With Somebody like you with me
Ain't no tellin' what I could be
'Cause you could be a star
You could even be the sun
And I could be the one
Yeah, you could be a star
You might even bet he sun
And I could be the one

. . .


Sometimes I catch myself staring
When you don't know I'm looking.
Still can't believe how lucky I got.
Everywhere I look I see a lot
Of the same ole same thing
Baby you were different from the start.
I thank God each day that
I get to hold an original.

Baby you're like nothing else,
The closer I get
The more I can tell.
I can look on my life
And never find a woman like you.
Your smile, your eyes,
Your touch, your kiss,
They're all like fingerprints.
You're one of a kind,
Yeah a moment in time,
You're like nothin else.

The way you talk
The way you think
The way you love me crazy.
The way you get to me
Like no one has before.
You could get away with murder
When you look at me that way.
When I think I've seen it all
You show me more.
When you get this close
It's easy to know the difference.

Baby you're like nothing else,
The closer I get
The more I can tell.
I can look on my life
And never find a woman like you.
Your smile, your eyes,
Your touch, your kiss,
They're all like fingerprints.
You're one of a kind,
Yeah a moment in time,
You're like nothin else.

You're like nothin else

Whoah, you're like nothin else...

. . .


I grew up on Jones and Tammy Wynette
Blue collar dollars and the sun on my neck
Nascar and earnhart, still miss number three
Hey, I'm just as country as country can be
Wide open spaces fit me like a glove
Still live for my truck to be covered in mud
I got hard workin hands, I got boots on my feet
And I'm just as country as country can be

Hey I'm just as country as country can be
Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed
I thank the all mighty for the land of the free
And I'm just as country as country can be

I hear all this talk about time for a chance
I can't help but wonder what's wrong with the same
Who I am already is alright with me
Though I'm just as country as country can be

Hey I'm just as country as country can be
Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed
I thank the all mighty for the land of the free
And I'm just as country as country can be
Hey I'm just as country as country can be

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Out on the highway the traffic's congested
The streets are infested with people
Feels like I'm stuck in this automobile
Trying to get through the eye of the needle

I'm just wanting to find my place
In a rat race that nobody's winning
I'm just as guilty as anyone
This ain't the way that I ought a be living

Ooh, one of these days I'm gonna listen
Ooh, whoa, life is a teacher and love is a lesson
Yes it is, oh yeah

Haven't we come a long way, baby?
Since the things that they taught us in history
Been all the way to the moon and back
But the heart of the matter's a mystery

We're all headed for a fiery crash
And nobody knows when it's coming
Just look at this helter skelter world
Man, it's no wonder everyone's running

Ooh, one of these days I'm gonna listen
Ooh, whoa, life is a teacher and love is a lesson
Love is a lesson, children

With crime in the street and the cold and the heat
And the pain that the people are feeling
Don't you all think it's time we all stood together
And let love be the healer?

Ohh, love is the lesson, yes it is
Life is a teacher, love is the lesson, yeah
Oh, yes it is

Love is the lesson
Life is a teacher, love is the lesson, yeah
You gotta know love is the lesson

Ooh, love is the lesson
Ooh, love is the lesson
Ooh, love is the lesson
Ooh, love is the lesson

. . .


I've been walking up and down this road
Missing something, searching high and low
Grabbing anything I could hold
Holding tight and never letting go
Taking too much of everything I wanted
Got me thinking about what I really need
The only thing I'm taking when I'm leaving
Is something to believe in

What good is a heart not loving
What good are those arms not hugging
What good is that smile you're smiling
Till you give it to somebody
Take a look at that life you're living
All you're got and all you've been given
What good is all the good you're getting
Till you give it to somebody
Whoa whoa whoa
You gotta give it to somebody

You see the little moments everywhere
When all somebody needed was somone who cared
Someone to say, left me help you there
Is there anything I can do
I still remember the way it felt
To feel a helping hand when I needed help
And the words what good is what you've got to give
If you keep it all to yourself

What good is a heart not loving
What good are those arms not hugging
What good is that smile you're smiling
Till you give it to somebody
Take a look at that life you're living
All you're got and all you've been given
What good is all the good you're getting
Till you give it to somebody
Whoa whoa whoa
You gotta give it to somebody

What good is a heart not loving
What good are those arms not hugging
What good is that smile you're smiling
Till you give it to somebody yeah
Take a look at that life you're living
All you're got and all you've been given
What good is all the good you're getting
Till you give it to somebody

What good is all the good you're getting
Till you give it to somebody
Whoa whoa whoa
You gotta give it to somebody

. . .


Uh!!!

I'm American made but a lot Chevrolet
My momma taught me wrong from right.

I was born in the South
Sometimes I have a big mouth
When I see something that I don't like
I gotta say it.

Well, we've been driving this road for a mighty long time
Paying no mind to the signs
Well, this neighborhood's changed
It's all been rearranged
We left that dream somewhere behind.

Slow down, you're gonna crash,
Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
Look out babe, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone.
Real gone.

But there's a new cat in town
He's got high payin friends
Thinks he's gonna change history

You think you know him so well
Yeah you think he's so swell
But he's just perpetuating prophecy

Slow down, you're gonna crash,
Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way
To get real gone
Real gone.
Real gone.
Real gone.
Uhh.

Well you can say what you want
But you can't say it 'round here
'Cause they'll catch you and give you a whippin'

Well, I believe I was right when I said you were wrong
You didn't like the sound of that
Now, did ya?

Slow down, you're gonna crash,
Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone

Well here I come and I'm so not scared,
Got my pedal to the metal, got my hands in the air
Look out, you take your blinders off
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone.
Real gone.
Ooh.
Real gone.
Real gone.

. . .


You tuck me in,
Turn out the light
kept me safe and sound at night
little girls depend on things like that

Brush my teeth and comp my hair
had to drive me everywhere
you were always there when I looked back

You had to do it all alone
Make a living, make a home
Must have been as hard as it could be

And when I couldn't sleep at night
Scare things wouldn't turn out right
you would hold my hand and sing to me

Caterpillar in the tree, how you wonder who you'll be
can't go far but you can always dream
Wish you may and wish you might
don't you worry hold on tight.
I promise you there will come a day
Butterfly Fly Away
Butterfly Fly Away (butterfly fly away)

Flap your wing now you cant stay
Take those dreams and make them all come true
Butterfly Fly Away (butterfly fly away)
We been waiting for this day
All along and know just what to do
Butterfly,
Butterfly,
Butterfly,
Butterfly Fly Away

(Butterfly Fly Away)

(Butterfly Fly Away)

. . .


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