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Joe Nichols
Joe Nichols


Background information
Birth name Joseph Edward Nichols
Born November 26, 1976
Origin Rogers, Arkansas, United States
Genre(s) Country
Years active 1996—present
Label(s) Show Dog-Universal Music



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Joe Nichols Album


III (10/25/2005)
10/25/2005
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Someday she wants a big ol' house
Sittin' on a big ol' hill
And a mile long tree lined driveway
For her big ol' Coupe DeVille
Yeah, someday she wants a big ol' bank account
With too much to spend
But right now all she wants is a man

With a big ol' heart
Who can love her like nobody can
Big ol' kisses that go on and on
And never end
With a big ol' smile
He'll fill her world with laughter
Size matters, size matters

Someday she wants a big o' ring
With a big ol' rock that shines
And a big ol' walk-in closet
With shoes of every kind
Yeah, someday she wants a big ol' boat
She can lay around gettin' a tan
But right now all she wants is a man

With a big ol' heart
Who can love her like nobody can
Big ol' kisses that go on and on
And never end
With a big ol' smile
He'll fill her world with laughter
Size matters, size matters

With a big ol' heart
Who can love her like nobody can
Big ol' kisses that go on and on
And never end
With a big ol' smile
He'll fill her world with laughter
Size matters, size matters

Size matters

. . .


I'm a solitary man
Nothing means more than my freedom
A few days ago I swear
I walked out of there believin'
I could let you go

I know how freedom feels
I've heard that sound beneath my wheels
Nothin' or no one to slow me down
But since I told you goodbye
Somethin' just ain't right
Freedom feels like lonely tonight

Out on this open road
Anywhere I wanna go is waitin'
All I can think about
Is turnin' this ol' truck around and takin'
That road back to you

I know how freedom feels
I've heard that sound beneath my wheels
Nothin' or no one to slow me down
But since I told you goodbye
Somethin' just ain't right
Freedom feels like lonely tonight

Yeah, since I told you goodbye
I miss you all the time
Freedom feels like lonely tonight
Yeah, freedom feels like lonely tonight

. . .


She said I'm going out with my girlfriends
maguaritas at the holiday inn
oh mercy...my only thought
was tequila makes her clothes fall off

I told her put an extra layer on
I know what happens when she drinks patron
her closets missing half the things she bought
tequila makes her clothes fall off

ch....she'll start by kicking out of her shoes
lose an earring in her drink
leave her jacket in the bath room stall
drop a contact down the sink

them pantyhose ain't gonna last too long
if the d j puts bon jovi on
she might come home in a tablecloth
tequila makes her clothes fall off

solo

she can handle any champaigne brunch
bridal shower with bacardi punch
jello shooters full of smirnoff...
but tequila makes her clothes fall off

chorus

she don't mean nothing
she's just having fun
tomorrow she'll say
oh what have I done
her friends will joke about the stuff she lost
cause tequila makes her clothes fall off

. . .


Eighty dollars round trip, anywhere you fly
Well, that sounds like a winner, but before I book the flight
Hey, talk me out of Tampa
Well, tell me 'bout New Orleans, just when is that Mardi Gras?
Well, then how about Chicago?
Is it cold there now or not?
Talk me out of Tampa

I mean surely there's a hurricane due to hit there any day
Won't that close the beaches and the airport?
Or maybe it's still way too hot or did I hear
Somewhere you stopped flyin' into that part of the country?
You can think of somethin' can't ya?
Just talk me out of Tampa

Between that first ride at Busch Gardens
And room eight, Bayside Motel
There's no way around the memories
Don't let me do this to myself
Talk me out of Tampa
I'd just wind up at her front door
She's still living there, I bet
Oh, but what if she's not there alone
There goes what pride that I've got left
Talk me out of Tampa, please

I mean surely there's a hurricane due to hit there any day
Won't that close the beaches and the airport?
Or maybe it's still way too hot or did I hear
Somewhere you stopped flyin' into that part of the country?
You can think of somethin' can't ya?
Just talk me out of Tampa

Put me somewhere, nowhere even close
To where I feel when my heart broke
Exactly six months ago this weekend
I just need to get away
Without your help, ma'am, I'm afraid
It wouldn't be a getaway at all
You can make up somethin' can't ya?
Just talk me out of Tampa
Eight dollars round trip, anywhere you fly

. . .


That first little kiss from your school sweetheart
Parked in the dark in your parents car
Take her by the hand, gaze in her eyes
Feel the first flutter of them butterflies

That's what love'll get ya
Don't let anybody tell you different
I've been in and out enough to vouch
That's what love'll get ya

You're impressin' her Daddy, kissing up to her Mom
Saving up money for the Senior Prom
Runnin' wide open when she slams on the brakes
Next thing you know you got your first heartache

That's what love'll get ya
Don't let anybody tell you different
I've been in and out enough to vouch
That's what love'll get ya

It'll get ya thinkin', ain't love sweet?
When she's finally willin' and you just can't wait
It'll get ya in might deep
That first time you ever go all the way
It'll get ya house payments on a thirty year plan
Get behind the wheel of your first mini van
A wife and two kids, a boy and a girl
Hot feet walkin' around Disney World
That's what love'll get ya
Don't let anybody tell you different
I've been in and out enough to vouch
That's what love
That's what love'll get ya
Don't let any fool tell you different
I've been in and out enough to vouch
That's what love'll get ya
Yeah, that's what love'll get ya
Oh, that's what love'll get ya

. . .


The snow in Montana was three feet high
The lady at the counter said: There ain't no flights
And so he called her on the telephone
He said: I'll rent a car and I'll drive home

And she said: I'll wait for you
Like I did last year
At Christmas time with your family here
And your truck broke down out in San Antone
And the gifts stayed wrapped until you got home
Oh, this ain't nothin' new
Sweetheart, I'll wait for you

Now he's on his cell phone in a Coupe Deville
Talkin' to the one he loves and always will
His heart is breakin' 'cause she's there alone
Her heart is achin' 'cause she wants him home
She says: I'll wait for you like in '68
When our child was due, but I said, he'll have to wait
Until his dad gets here and stands by my side
Remember, Dear, our son's first cry
Oh, this ain't nothin' new
Sweetheart, I'll wait for you

He didn't stop all day to eat a bite
And he finally got there around midnight
The doctor said, she's in a better place
She said to give this you this note just in case

And it said, I'll wait for you at Heaven's gate
Oh, I don't care how long it takes
And I'll tell Saint Pete I can't come in
Without my love and my best friend
Oh, this ain't nothin' new
Sweetheart, I'll wait for you
P.S. I love you, too
Sweetheart, I'll wait for you

. . .


(Or Should I Go Crazy?)

I wonder if you've had the time it takes to think it over
And sort out all the feelings in your mind
Sometimes I think you've found someone
To do your thinkin' for ya
'Cause lately you've been showin' all the signs

Should I come home or should I go crazy
I'm beggin' you, please make up your mind
If you love me, then think it all over
So, make up your mind or I'll lose mine

Last night when I came by
I rang the bell and no one answered
But I heard voices whisper through the door
Now I'm not sure if anyone was home to do the talkin'
'Cause lately I hear voices more and more

Should I come home or should I go crazy
I'm beggin' you, please make up your mind
If you love me, then think it all over
So, make up your mind or I'll lose mine

Should I come home or should I go crazy
I'm beggin' you, please make up your mind
If you love me, then think it all over
So, make up your mind or I'll lose mine

Should I come home or should I go crazy
I'm begging you please

. . .


Just when every ray of hope was gone
I should have known that you would come along
I can't believe I ever doubted you
My old friend the blues

Another lonely night, a nameless town
If sleep don't take me first, you'll come around
I know I can always count on you
My old friend the blues

Lovers leave and friends will let you down
But you're the only sure thing that I've found
No matter what I do, I'll never lose
My old friend the blues

Lovers leave and friends will let you down
But you're the only sure thing that I've found
No matter what I do I'll never lose
My old friend the blues
Just let me hide my weary heart in you
My old friend the blues

. . .


She hates goin' anywhere in my old truck
She says: It's always muddy and it rides so rough
And there ain't no graceful way to climb up in a dress
Yeah, I'm about as country as she gets

I might get her on the lake to fish with me
If the water's smooth and the sky is blue with a nice, cool breeze
But anything we catch, I'll have to clean myself
'Cause I'm about as country as she gets
She'll slip off a pair of heels
Walk barefoot across the field
Climb up on a fence just to be near me
Sometimes I think that horse still scares her half-to-death
Yeah, I'm about as country as she gets
She likes bein' within spendin' distance of a mall
Havin' enough bars to make a cell phone call
Put her in a crowd and she's right in her element
Yeah, I'm about as country as she gets

But she'll slip out on the porch sometimes
When that sun's low in the sky
Pull up a rockin' chair just to be with me
Until that first big June bug buzzes by her head
See I'm about as country as she gets
Yeah, I'm about as country as she gets

She hates goin' anywhere in my old truck

. . .


She moved up to the city
Became a big time fashion designer
All them big shots wined and dined her
In those fancy restaurants
She came back to our hometown
Pulled up in a brand new Lexus
Looks like our little girl from Texas
Had joined the upper echelon

And she walked through the door
In her jeans and her boots
Stepped right back
Into her tonkin' roots
'Neath the neon lights
We raised the roof
Way into the night
Now you can take the girl out of the honky tonk
Into that uptown world
But she's still my little good timin', beer drinkin', pool shootin'
Honk tonk girl

Once upon another time
Before she moved to the Big Apple
Wedding bells were gonna ring in a country chapel
For me and my down-home debutante
Said she missed what we had
And though she made a darn good livin'
Money couldn't buy what she'd been missin'
Yeah, that girl knows what she wants

And she walked through the door
In her jeans and her boots
Stepped right back
Into her tonkin' roots
'Neath the neon lights
We raised the roof
Way into the night
Now you can take the girl out of the honky tonk
Into that uptown world
But she's still my little good timin', beer drinkin', pool shootin'
Honk tonk girl

Well, you can take the girl out of the honky tonk
Into that uptown world
But she's still my little good timin', beer drinkin', pool shootin'
Honk tonk girl
Honk tonk girl

. . .


Sittin' at a poker table holdin' kings and threes
So far lady luck, hmm, sure has been good to me
I should quit while I'm ahead, but I'll hang around instead
And the dealer asked: What would you settle for?
And I said: Just a little more

I need just a little more
A little more than I've got
And I've got all that I can spend and I can't spend it fast enough
But if the truth be known, I can't quit on my own
And I spent all my life waitin' for just a little more

Havin' a drink here on my favorite stool
I know that a couple has turned into a few
And the bartender says to me: Son, I think it's time you leave
If you don't mind headin' for the door
But I ask: For just a little more

I need just a little more, a little more than I've had
And I've had all that a man should and I should leave and not come back
But if the truth be known I can't quit on my own
And I spent all my life waitin' for just a little more

Too many late nights and all of the above
You've tried to help me for so long
But you finally had enough
And you tell me that you're gonna leave
As you're holding on to me
but before you let me go, hold me just a little more

I need just a little more
A little more time
Time for me to end all these hurtin' ways of mine
And Lord, I know you give me all the strength that I need
But I'm down here on my knees prayin' for
Just a little more
Just a little more

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