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Eric Church
Eric Church


Background information
Birth name Kenneth Eric Church
Born May 3, 1977
Origin Granite Falls, North Carolina, United States
Genre(s) Country
Southern Rock
Years active 2005—present
Label(s) EMI Group
Capitol Nashville Records
Associated acts Terri Clark
Website Website



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Eric Church Album


Carolina (03/24/2009)
03/24/2009
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Workin' all this overtime
Is good at keepin' me occupied
Hell with the stress
It ain't killed me yet

Doctor says I gotta quit
Get on the wagon and off of them damn cigarettes
But they ain't killed me yet

Doc you probably wonder why I don't care
Why I don't change, why I ain't scared

'Cause I thought her leavin' would stop my heart from beatin'
And gettin' over her would be my death
It hurts every night
When she dances through my mind
I still feel the sting of the loneliness
But it ain't killed me yet

She turned this house into a tomb
Ghosts rattle in every room
They're doin' their best
But they ain't killed me yet

So I lean on the bottle more every night
I'm probably past the point where I should give it a rest
But it ain't killed me yet

No I ain't sayin' I'll never die
but 'til I do I'm on borrowed time

'Cause I thought her leavin' would stop my heart from beatin'
And gettin' over her would be my death
It hurts every night
When she dances through my mind
I still feel the sting of the loneliness
But it ain't killed me yet
It ain't killed me yet

It hurts every night
When she dances through my mind
I still feel the sting of loneliness
But it ain't killed me yet

. . .


Get-ups, gimmicks
One hit wonders that don't stick
Pretty boys acting tough
Boy bands give it up

And if it looks good on TV
It'll look good on a CD
Shape it up, trim it down
Who gives a damn 'bout how it sounds

I don't think Waylon done it that way
And if he was here he'd say Hoss, neither did Hank
I ain't dogging what you're doing
But boys come on let's get real
You still got a lotta boot left to fill

You say you're the real deal
But you play what nobody feels
You sing about Johnny Cash
The man in black would've whipped your ass

I don't think Waylon done it that way
And if he was here he'd say Hoss, neither did Hank
I ain't dogging what you're doing
But boys come on let's get real
You still got a lotta boot left to fill

So so long 'til I see you again
When you're laying in the bargain bin

Well I don't think Waylon done it that way
And if he was here he'd say Hoss, neither did Hank
I ain't dogging what you're doing
But then again, hell yes I am
I just don't give a damn
'Cause you still got a lotta boot left to fill
I guess we all got a lotta boot left to fill

. . .


I wasn't trying to do no harm
I was just trying to prove I was tough
What I lacked in years, I made up in guts
I ain't saying it was smart
Or that I had some master plan
I just grabbed that bottle and off I ran
I got a night in jail and a pissed old man

Young and wild like they said we should've never been
And still a child filling those nights with grown up sin
I burned up some cars, burned down some hearts
Just to call myself a man
I might not do it the same but I'd do it all again
To stay young and wild as long as you can

I wasn't trying to change the world
I just wanted to change her mind
In the backseat of my daddy's ride
No I didn't have a clue
No I didn't have a plan
Oh but I didn't care what I didn't have
Yeah she made me wanna feel like a man

Young and wild like they said we should've never been
And still a child filling those nights with grown up sin
I burned up some cars, burned down some hearts
Just to call myself a man
I might not do it the same but I'd do it all again
To stay young and wild as long as you can

Just stay young and wild as long as you can
As long as you can, just as long as you can

. . .


Muddy water coming out of the sink in there
Dirty sheets up on the bed
I can't get no picture on the TV screen
I can't stand the ones up in my head
I got the air turned down to very cold
But it ain't doing a bit of good
It ain't like there was a first resort
In this last chance for gas neighborhood

I was looking for freedom
I was looking for a good time
I was looking for a little space
A little place that was mine all mine
I was going with my change of heart
And wanted no part of forever
I was looking for a blessing
When I said baby, it's all for the better
Yeah what do you know, I think I wound up
Where she told me to go

Of all the places man, I broke down here
Shade tree mechanic told me, son
I can't get no parts for this here make in here
But don't worry boy, I'll get it done
Meanwhile I need to be back with her yesterday
Clock in this town don't seem to care
I'm finding fast this God forsaken place
Is at least two weeks from everywhere

I was looking for a good time
I was looking for a little space
A little place, some peace of mind
I was going with my change of heart
Wanted no part of forever
I was looking for a blessing
When I said baby, it's all for the better
Yeah what do you know, I think I wound up
Where she told me to go

This place ain't on no map
But how was I to know
It's everywhere that she ain't at
How did she know that I'd wind up
Where she told me to go

. . .


Honey, honey
Honey you still prey on my mind
I tried thumbin', freight train jumpin'
Baby nothin' leaves you behind

So I jump up, find me a mountain
Shake of the sheep I been countin'
Chase that sun 'til it runs out of sky
And if your memory's still too strong
I'll keep movin' on and get longer gone

Now there are those who
Swear that I belong in a padded room
Cause I can't sleep, baby you keep
Creepin' up like the light of a crescent moon

So I jump up, find me a mountain
Shake of the sheep I been countin'
Chase that sun 'til it runs out of sky
And if your memory's still too strong
I'll keep movin' on and get longer gone

It would be easy if I never loved you
Found someone new
But until I do

So I jump up, find me a mountain
Shake of the sheep I been countin'
Chase that sun 'til it runs out of sky
And if your memory's still too strong
I'll keep movin' on and get longer gone

Honey, honey
Honey you still prey on my mind

. . .


I Love Sleeping In On Saturdays
And I Love College Football Games
I Love Not Acting My Age
And A Good Barbeque

Yeah I'm A Fan Of Fall From Books
And Anything My Mama Cooks
Small Mouth Bass Have Got Me Hooked
On Sunday Afternoon

Yes I Love Good Cold Beer
And Mustard On My Fries
I Love A Good Loud Honky Tonk
That Rocks On Friday Night
And Hell Yes I Love My Truck
But I Want You To Know
Honey I Love Your Love The Most

Man I Love How Redman Taste
And Damn I Love My Nascar Race
Any Song Sung By George Strait
Is Country At It's Best

Yes I Love Good Cold Beer
And Mustard On My Fries
I Love A Good Loud Honky Tonk
That Rocks On Friday Night
And Hell Yes I Love My Truck
But I Want You To Know
Honey I Love Your Love The Most

I Love

Yeah I Love Scuffed Up Cowboy Boots
And Broken Tore Up Jeans
A Four Wheel Drive Eight Point Bucks
And Rocky Road Ice Cream
And Hell Yes I Love My Dog
And Jack D In My Coke
But Honey I Love Your Love

Yeah I Love Your Love The Most
I Love Your Love The Most

. . .


Turn the quiet up, turn the noise down
Let this ol' world just spin around
I wanna feel it swing, wanna feel it sway
And put some feel good in my soul
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke

Want a little more right and a little less left
Little more right now, a little less what's next
Act like tomorrow's ten years away
And just kick back and let the feelin' flow
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke

I set my sails for a new direction
But the wind got in my way
I changed my course
But my definition of change
Just ain't the same

I'm gonna sit right here
Stay away from there
I'm gonna make pretend
I just don't care
And I could get up
Go get her back
Or maybe I'll just let her go
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke

Then I'll maybe break out that old rock and roll
Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke

. . .


Without you here everything's in black and white
Without you here I'm upside down
Without you here honey I'm a melody
Living in a world that can't hear sound

If these boots could fit a railroad track
I'd be gone and never look back
If my thumb could flag a wild wind down
I'd lean back and let it blow me around
And try to land anywhere other than without you here

Without you here every breath is wasted
Without you here I'm just a ghost
Without you here I'm stranded at the station
And my mind caught the last train for the coast

If this truck were a time machine
I'd rev it up and let it carry me
Light years away or on down the line
I'd give the shirt off my back or my last dime
If it can take me anywhere other than without you here

There's roads and sky, boats and wine
A million ways to leave you behind
I don't know where
But there's still life out there
Not without you here, not without you here

Cause without you here everything's in black and white
Without you here I'm upside down
Without you here honey I'm a melody
Living in a wold that can't hear sound

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I got a hard head, I get that from my dad
And I can overreact maybe just a tad
I put up walls to show the world I'm tough
When i don't get my way, I get difficult
But when it comes to lovin' me
Baby you make it look so easy

You're my refuge from the road
A safe place to go
When I'm out here livin' on this ledge
And when I'm circlin' the drain
You keep my crazy sane
And quiet all the voices in my head

I'm probably wrong more than I say
And I'd point that out if you were that way
Yeah I'm hard to love and ever harder to live with
And I know there's days when you just want to up and quit
But when it comes to lovin' me
Baby you make it look so easy

You're my compass when I'm lost
My anchor when I get tossed
And the right way when all I can do is wrong
Sometimes I drink 'til I fall down
but your arms save me from the ground
And hold me 'til all the hurt is gone

I got a hard head, I was born that way
And that makes me wrong more than I say
But I thank God you got a hard head too
I guess he must have known you'd need that
To get us through
'Cause when it comes to lovin' me
Baby you make it look so easy
Yeah baby you make it look so easy

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There's a cabin in a valley,
My grandpa built on your land.
Your mountains are a canvas,
For the makers hand.

Tonight I'm fishing up a river,
If only in my mind.
No, I haven't seen her banks in such a long, long time.

I carry you in my heart
your memory comes over me like the dark and

(Refrain)
Like a phone call from my baby,
Sayin' honey I miss ya like crazy.
Like the sound of a siren song,
Oh Carolina, ya keep callin me home.
Callin' me home.

Sometimes I grow weary,
From goin' all the time.
I love to take a minute,
Let you ease my mind.

I'd love to see my mama
Maybe go for a drive
But I gotta play the star in some little town again tonight

Don't get me wrong
I love what I do
It's just another song about missing you

(Refrain)
Callin' me home
Callin' me home
Callin' me home, yeah

Oh, oh, we're almost home

Like a phone call from my baby
Sayin honey I miss ya, I miss ya like crazy
Just like the song of a siren song

Oh Carolina,
Carolina,
Carolina,
Keep callin me home,
Callin' me home,
Callin' me home,
Callin' me home

Carolina,
Carolina,
Keep callin' me home.

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No if, and's, but's or maybe's
So you wanna be her baby
I can read your face like a book
Yeah it looks easy to love her but believe me brother
It's harder than it looks

She's as pretty as a picture
Every bit as funny as she is smart
Got a smile that'll hold you together
And a touch that'll tear you apart
When she's yours she brings the sunshine
When she's gone the world goes dark
Yeah she's heaven on the eyes
But boy she's hell on the heart

Yeah she's good when she's bad
She's cute when she's mad
And she does all the wrong things right
Yeah boy it's a fact when they're made like that
You ain't ever gonna sleep at night

She's as pretty as a picture
Every bit as funny as she is smart
Got a smile that'll hold you together
And a touch that'll tear you apart
When she's yours she brings the sunshine
When she's gone the world goes dark
Yeah she's heaven on the eyes
But boy she's hell on the heart

Once you feel her touch and you've felt that rush
It's gonna mess up your head
But here's the kicker son
Your old ticker's gonna beat you half to death

She's as pretty as a picture
Every bit as funny as she is smart
Got a smile that'll hold you together
And a touch that'll tear you apart
When she's yours she brings the sunshine
When she's gone the world goes dark
Yeah she's heaven on the eyes
But boy she's hell on the heart
Yeah she's hell on the heart

. . .


I remember waitin' by the curb with Mr. Murphy
When daddy picked me up from school his eyes were red
We drove to the hospital in a hurry
Where my family gathered round my Grandpa's bed
He was my best friend
He taught me how to fish
And I cried listenin to my daddy pray
For one of those I've loved along the way

She had a ribbon in her hair the day I met her
That whole next year we couldn't get enough
And after graduation she took off for Denver
And for awhile we both tried to keep in touch
She was my best friend
And it broke my heart
But I don't regret the day that she became
One of those I've loved along the way

And I hope they know
I never woulda made it this far on my own
Where would we all be without those
Fathers and mothers, sisters and brothers
The friends I've made, the long lost lovers
I wouldn't be who I am today
If not for those I've loved along the way
Along the way

Now I'm just a country boy with a guitar
Lookin' back down this old road I've been travelin' on
It was never about tryin' to be some big star
For me it's always been about these songs
You see they're my best friends
They're the life I live
And I hope they put a smile on the face
Of those that I've loved along the way
'Cause I wouldn't be the man I am today
If not for those I've loved along the way

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