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Craig Campbell
Craig Campbell


Background information
Origin Lyons, Georgia, United States
Genre(s) Country
Years active 2000—present
Label(s) Bigger Picture Music
Associated acts Luke Bryan
Tracy Byrd
Website Website



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Craig Campbell Album


Craig Campbell (04/05/2011)
04/05/2011
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You Can't Drown Misery (iTunes bonus track)
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This Old Guitar (iTunes bonus track)
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I didn?t have the money for that half-carat ring
But when you tried it on you didn?t have to say a thing
I bought it
Yeah I bought it
And that split level house with an in ground pool
You dipped your toes in, said ?Wouldn?t this be cool?
So I bought it

[Chorus:]
You know those hazel green eyes drive me crazy
I fold like a tent in a windstorm baby
Hook line and sinker you got me again
I can?t help but cave in

Guess the seven-year itch didn?t take that long
Said you just needed space, trust me nothing is wrong
And I bought it
Yeah I bought it
You swore up and down there was no other guy
Nobody else would believe that lie
But I bought it, yep

[Chorus:]
You know those hazel green eyes drive me crazy
I fold like a tent in a windstorm baby
Hook line and sinker you got me again
I can?t help but cave in

When you called to tell me that you were comin? back
That you had a change of heart and you were already packed
I was surrounded by bikinis on a beach in Cancun
I told you I missed you and I?d be comin? home soon
And you bought it

. . .


I've been working as a temp
At the local factory
I hope they hire me on full time
I've got shoes to buy
and a mouth to feed.

I drive a buy here, pay here truck
It ain't new, but it is for me
It ain't much but it fires right up
and get me from A to B

What puts the dirt underneath my nails
What keeps the calluses on my hands
Family man

They're a world my world revolves around
My sacred piece of solid ground
The flesh and bone that gives me strength to stand
They are a fire in my drivin on
The drive behind my comin home
The livin, breathin, reason that I am
A family man

There's dirty shirts to wash
Dishes in the sink to do
And there's how many times
Does 17 go into 52
There's bedtime prayers to pray
Sleep tights and I love you's
And then there's a pair of eyes
I get to lose myself into

What keeps me keepin the faith
What makes me believe I can
Family man

They're a world my world revolves around
My sacred piece of solid ground
The flesh and bone that gives me strength to stand
They are a fire in my drivin on
The drive behind my comin home
The livin, breathin, reason that I am
A family man

There's a fire in my drivin on
The drive behind my comin home
The livin, breathin, reason that I am
A family man

A family man

. . .


Hello, who's askin'?
A bill collector? Well he ain?t here
Ah hell, I guess you got me
Well, mister let me make this perfectly clear

[Chorus:]
When I get it you?ll get it
Times are tough get in line and wait
When I get it you'll get it
And that?s all you're gettin? today
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na

My ex wife's at the door a knockin'
Lord that woman won?t leave me alone
Same question, where's my money
Well, honey you can?t get blood from a stone

[Chorus:]
When I get it you'll get it
Times are tough get in line and wait
When I get it you'll get it
And that?s all you're gettin' today, yeah

Yeah, I tried to collect
On a fifty dollar bet
My buddy just looked at me
And shook his head, and you know what he said

[Chorus:]
When I get it you'll get it
You better back it on up, and get off my case
When I get it you'll get it
And that?s all you're gettin? today, yeah

[Chorus:]
When I get it you'll get it
Times are tough get in line and wait
When I get it you'll get it
And that's all you're gettin? today
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na, yeah
Na Na Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na
Na Na Na Na Na Na, yeah

. . .


I throwed and I throwed that old rope
At that make-believe steer
I'd never been so frustrated
In all my nine years
I was about to give up on that old bail of hay
When from the front porch I heard my Dad say

[Chorus:]
My little cowboy
You make me so proud, boy
Don't give up now
?Cause I know that somehow
You'll figure it out
My little cowboy

I played and I played this old bar
Trying to make the big time
I stayed broke which was cool
Until along came a kid and a wife
That's when I called up my Dad, I said today is the day
It's time to put this old guitar away... and he said

[Chorus:]
Hold on there, cowboy
You make me so proud, boy
Don't give up now
'Cause I know that somehow
You?ll figure it out
Yeah, my little cowboy, yeah

Now I've got a boy of my own
With his own set of dreams
He works hard to play quarterback
For his pee-wee league team
A blue star on his helmet, our last name on his back
Three downs in a row, all end with a sack... and I hollered out

[Chorus:]
That's my little cowboy
You make me so proud, boy
Don't give up now
'Cause I know that somehow
You'll throw that touchdown
Oh, my little cowboy
My little cowboy

. . .


Makin? footprints in the red dirt clay
Pickin? butter beans in the Georgia Rain
Whittlin? away watchin? the day bloom
Sun kissed sheets dryin? on the line
Salt and pepper ?mators right off the vine
Watermelon ?shine just a sip?ll do
Makes you wanna sang...

[Chorus:]
M-M-M-M - M-M-M-M
M-M
M-M-M-M-M

Two hearts carved in a pecan tree
Sweet honey suckle bumble bees
Danglin? your feet where the water?s cool
Porch boards creakin? as the rockin? chair sways
Red and white bobber just bobbin? away
Crickets serenade another gospel tune
Makes you wanna sang...

[Chorus:]
M-M-M-M - M-M-M-M
M-M
M-M-M-M-M

Aw, it feels so good it hurts
Memories so warm they?re hard to put into words
Makes you wanna sang...

[Chorus:]
M-M-M-M - M-M-M-M
M-M
M-M-M-M-M

Everybody sing

[Chorus:]
M-M-M-M - M-M-M-M
M-M
M-M-M-M-M

Aw, let me here ya sang

[Chorus:]
M-M-M-M - M-M-M-M
M-M
M-M-M-M-M

M-M-M-M - M-M-M-M
M-M
M-M-M-M-M

. . .


There?s a certain kind of certain
Purpose in the way that she walks
Don?t have to say nothing at all
I?ve seen it before
When the sun starts settin?
I?m bettin? she?ll be on a plane
Raisin? a glass of champagne
To a distant shore

[Chorus:]
She?s got that ain?t gonna stay look
That leaving today look
That going away look about her
She?s got that my mind is made up
I ain?t gonna change it
Guess he?ll have to live without her
She?s got that maybe LA or Montego Bay
That going away look about her

I bet ya there?s somebody
Probably leavin? on a light
Thinking later on tonight
She?ll come on home
But come tomorrow mornin?
He?ll pour more coffee in his cup
The neighbors will all be up
And she?ll still be gone

[Chorus:]
She?s got that ain?t gonna stay look
That leaving today look
That going away look about her
She?s got that my mind is made up
I ain?t gonna change it
Guess he?ll have to live without her
She?s got that maybe LA or Montego Bay
That going away look about her

She?s got that ain?t gonna stay look
That leaving today look
That going away look about her
She?s got that my mind is made up
I ain?t gonna change it
Guess I?ll have to live without her
She?s got that maybe LA or Montego Bay
That going away look about her

She?s got that doing okay
But I?m leaving today
That going away look about her

. . .


The first time we did it I was scared to death
She snuck out in that cotton dress
Jumped on in and we drove to the lake
Put her hand on my knee and said I can?t wait
I had everything we needed in the bed of my truck
Turns out my baby loves to...

[Chorus:]
Fish, she wants to do it all the time
Early in the morning, in the middle of the night
She?s hooked and now she can?t get enough
Man, that girl sure loves to fish

After that that?s all she wanted to do
But that was okay ?cause I did too
She always wants to go down by the dam
And I love how she looks with that rod in her hand
If they ain?t bitin? she don?t give up
Turns out my baby loves to...

[Chorus:]
Fish, she wants to do it all the time
Early in the morning, in the middle of the night
She?s hooked and now she can?t get enough
Man, that girl sure loves to fish

I love to see her silhouette reflectin? off the water
With her hooks and her sinkers and her pretty pink bobbers
The first time I saw her I knew I was in love
?Cause I found a girl who loves to...

Fish, I love to see her lyin?
There on the bank ?neath the full moon light
Man, I can?t even believe my luck
I found a girl who loves to...

[Chorus:]
Fish, she wants to do it all the time
Early in the morning, in the middle of the night
She?s hooked and now she can?t get enough
Man, that girl sure loves to fish
Yeah, I know she loves to fish
Psst, you awake, let?s fish

. . .


I ain't had a day off in I don't know when
Thought I might go fishin?, then I thought again
Hell I don't even want to have to reel one in

So I pulled my old truck down here in the shade
Spread my jacket out on the tailgate
I've been lying here just drifting away

[Chorus:]
Chillaxin' with my boot heals kicked up
Cat nappin' between beers and dips of snuff
It's a hell of a way to waste a whole day
No worries, no distractions
Layed on back beneath this ol' straw hat
Chillaxin'

Right now I feel like that old groundhog
Chewin' on a blade of grass underneath that log
Lettin' the world go by without a care at all

[Chorus:]
Chillaxin' with my boot heals kicked up
Cat nappin' between beers and dips of snuff
It's a hell of a way to waste a whole day
No worries, no distractions
Layed on back beneath this ol? straw hat
Chillaxin'

If this cooler full of Bud lasts the whole weekend
I'll be right here tomorrow to do it all again

[Chorus:]
Chillaxin'
Cat nappin'
It's a hell of a way to waste a whole day
No worries, no distractions
Layed on back beneath this ol' straw hat
Chillaxin'

Yeah it's a hell of a way to waste a whole day
No worries, no distractions
Layed on back beneath this ol? straw hat
Chillaxin'
Yeah chillaxin'

. . .


Crickets singin? in the evening hours
Daddy on guitar pickin? Wildwood Flower
Old record player spinnin? LP?s
Yeah, that?s music to me

Reel screamin? large mouth on the line
Georgia breeze whistlin? through the pines
Mama hollerin? y?all let?s eat
Yeah, that?s music to me

[Chorus:]
Soaked in the whiskey and washed in the blood
That?s who I am and what I love
Saturday nights full of Haggard and Whitley
A Sunday morning choir now that?s music to me

High school football when the home team scores
Little bare feet on a hardwood floor
Hearin? her whisper the kids are asleep
Now that?s music to me

[Chorus:]
Soaked in the whiskey and washed in the blood
That?s who I am and what I love
Saturday nights full of Haggard and Whitley
A Sunday morning choir now that?s music to me

Soaked in the whiskey and washed in the blood
That?s who I am and what I love
A ho down fiddle a little off key
Old hound dog a-howlin, yeah, that?s music to me

Yeah, that?s music to me

. . .


I was setting up for a gig
In this little country bar
This old boy in the corner watched me
Tune up my guitar
He said, ?What kinda music do you play hoss?
I play some myself?
He said, ?I sure hope it?s country
These days it?s hard for me to tell?

[Chorus:]
You can talk to me about tractors
Cowboy boots and pickup trucks
Ol? cane poles and dirt roads
And spittin? Skoal in a Dixie cup
You can tell me about your Grandpa
And how he turned you onto Hank
If you gotta tell me how country you are
You probably ain?t

He said, Country is a way of life
That?s almost gone
It?s more than the clothes you wear
Or how you sing a song
It?s about being honest
And working hard
Looking someone in the eye
Being who you say you are

[Chorus:]
You can talk to me about tractors
Cowboy boots and pickup trucks
Ol? cane poles and dirt roads
And spittin? Skoal in a Dixie cup
You can tell me all about your Grandpa
And how he turned you onto Hank
If you gotta tell me how country you are
You probably ain?t

You can tell me all about your Grandpa
And how he turned you onto Hank
But if you gotta tell me how country you are
You probably ain?t

If you gotta tell me how country you are
You know what, you probably ain?t hoss

. . .


Got a bottle of tequila and a front row seat
Just you, the Milky Way, and me
Got nowhere to go
And all night to get there

Got some Skynyrd and Strait on a burned CD
A blanket on the ground underneath the trees
And nowhere to go
And all night to get there

[Chorus:]
So, slow down, baby, let?s see if we can make it last
Nights like these go by so fast
So, lay your head on my shoulder and put your hand in mine
Show me you love me and take your time
Got nowhere to go
And all night to get there

There?s a little bar rockin? ?cross the lake
But with that look in your eyes you couldn?t drag me away
Got nowhere to go
And all night to get there

[Chorus:]
So, slow down, baby, let?s see if we can make it last
Nights like these go by so fast
So, lay your head on my shoulder and put your hand in mine
Show me you love me and take your time
We got nowhere to go
And all night to get there
All night to get there

Got a bottle of tequila and a front row seat
Just you, the Milky Way, and me
Got nowhere to go
And all night to get there
All night to get there

. . .

You Can't Drown Misery

[No lyrics]

. . .

This Old Guitar

[No lyrics]

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