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Randy Houser
Randy Houser


Background information
Birth name Shawn Randolph Houser
Origin Lake, Mississippi, USA
Genre(s) Country
Years active 2004—present
Label(s) MCA Nashville Records
Show Dog-Universal Music
Associated acts Trace Adkins
Jamey Johnson
John Michael Montgomery
Justin Moore



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Randy Houser Album


They Call Me Cadillac (09/21/2010)
09/21/2010
1.
Lowdown and Lonesome
2.
3.
Addicted
4.
5.
Will I Always Be This Way
6.
Out Here in the Country
7.
Here with Me
8.
9.
Somewhere South of Memphis
10.
If I Could Buy Me Some Time
11.
Lead Me Home
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Lowdown and Lonesome

[No lyrics]

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i've been known to lay around all day
waitin on that sun to go away
well thats when im up and slippin on my boots
and heading out that door to have a few

and then they call me cadillac
and when the blue eye holler back
say goodmorning boys lets go
or take a ride to the rodeo eo eo
throw the card for all the cowgirls
i mean some really know how girls
in the saddle or bare back
they call me cadillac

well ive been know to giggle on a joke
mostly when im smoking on my smoke
and most folks know its time for getting down
when i reach back and turn this hat around

and then they call me cadillac
and when the blue eye holler back
say goodmorning boys lets go
or take a ride to the rodeo eo eo
throw the card for all the cowgirls
i mean some really know how girls
in the saddle or bare back
they call me cadillac

well these hot little country mommas they turn me on
and i can hang there on that saddle all night long

and then they call me cadillac
and when the blue eye holler back
say goodmorning boys lets go
or take a ride to the rodeo eo eo
throw the card for all the cowgirls
i mean some really know how girls
in the saddle or bare back
they call me cadillac
one ride and they're coming back
they call me cadillac

. . .

Addicted

[No lyrics]

. . .


Well I don't do things like I used to
Well I don't stay gone like I used to
Well I don't drop the ball, let everything go wrong
No I don't do things like I used to

And I can't believe the way you love me
Well I don't deserve the way you love me
Well I've caused so many tears, honey why are you still here
Well I can't believe the way you love me

CHORUS
Well I wake up every mornin'
Glad another day is dawnin'
And I start my day with a kiss and a cup of coffee
Man I sure don't wanna leave
As soon as I'm gone I wanna get back home
And love you all night long
Honey, once you fall asleep
I'm gonna hit my hands and knees
Yea and thank God he made a woman
Love a man like me

Well I'd do anything, girl to keep you
Forever in these arms I'm gonna hold you
Well I've come to understand, just how lucky I am
Well words just can't explain how much I need you

REPEAT CHORUS 2X

Thank God he made a woman
Love a man like me

. . .

Will I Always Be This Way

[No lyrics]

. . .

Out Here in the Country

[No lyrics]

. . .

Here with Me

[No lyrics]

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Yeah, I like to run with the old dogs
Learn bad habits from my pawpaw
I gotten in with the outlaws now
I can only sing like I talk y'all

I like to smoke from my left hand
Crankin' out stomp in a bar band
Firin' up another when the song ends
And hangin' out here with my new friends

Cause, I'm a son of the son of the south
Daddy redneck, momma half hippie
Talk how to talk straight not back
Or my little white butt get a whippin'
I like catfish cookin' on a creek bank
Kind ya cant find in the city y'all
I ain't just whistlin' dixie

Well I ain't scared of a shotgun
Folks round here we all got one
Don't give a damn or a dadgum
If ya don't like where I come from

I like a girl from a down home
Even better without a thang on
Jump in you better hang on
Fire it up will be long gone

Cause, I'm a son of the son of the South
Daddy redneck, momma half hippie
Talk how to talk straight not back
Or my little white butt get a whippin'
I like catfish cookin' on a creek bank
Kind ya can't find in the city y'all
I ain't just whistlin' dixie

Well I'm a son of the son of the South
Daddy redneck, momma half hippie
Talk how to talk straight not back
Or my little white butt get a whippin'
I like catfish cookin' on a creek bank
Kind ya can't find in the city y'all
I ain't just whistling dixie

Whistlin' dixie

. . .

Somewhere South of Memphis

[No lyrics]

. . .

If I Could Buy Me Some Time

[No lyrics]

. . .

Lead Me Home

[No lyrics]

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