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Toby Keith
Toby Keith


Background information
Birth name Toby Keith Covel
Born July 8, 1961
Origin Clinton, Oklahoma, U.S.
Genre(s) Country
Years active 1993—present
Label(s) Polydor
Mercury Records
DreamWorks
A&M Records
Show Dog Nashville
Associated acts Carter's Chord
Scotty Emerick
Lindsey Haun
Mac McAnally
Bobby Pinson
Trailer Choir
Stephen Cochran
Website Website



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Toby Keith Album


Honkytonk University (05/17/2005)
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My grandmother owned a night club
On the Arkansas-Oklahoma line
Mama put me on a Greyhound
And I went to stay with her in the summertime
I'd box up those empty long-necks
And stack 'em in the back and make a ham
Then at night she'd let me sneak out of the kitchen
Sit in with the band

Yes, I have sacks and quarterbacks
And broke my share of bones along the way
I knew it wouldn't last forever
Semi-pro always means semi-payed
I started climbing drilling rigs
I'm oil field trash and proud as I can be, yeah
Then I took my songs and guitar
And sang 'em to a man from Tennessee

I've played every beer joint tavern
From New York City out to Pasadena
Every corn dog fair and rodeo
And sold out every basketball arena
Like to get down with my boys
In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too
I am a red, white and blue blood
Graduate of Honky Tonk U

A star can't burn forever
And the brightest ones will someday lose their shine
But the glass won't ever be
Half empty in my optimistic mind
I'll still have a song to sing
And a band to turn it up and play it loud
As long as there's a bar room
With a corner stage and a honky tonk crowd

I've played every beer joint tavern
From New York City out to Pasadena
Every corn dog fair and rodeo
And sold out every basketball arena
I like to get down with my boys
In Afghanistan and Baghdad City too
Son, I'm a red, white and blue blood
Graduate of Honky Tonk U

. . .



She said, "I've seen you in here before."
I said, "I've been here a time or two."
She said, "Hello, my name is Bobby Jo
Meet my twin sister Better Lou
And we're both feeling kinda wild tonight
And you're the only cowboy in this place
And if you're up for a rodeo
I'll put a big Texas smile on your face"
I said, "Girls,"

[Chorus]
I ain't as good as I once was
I got a few years on me now
But there was a time back in my prime
When I could really lay it down
And if you need some love tonight
Then I might have just enough
I ain't as good as I once was
But I'm as good once as I ever was

I still hang out with my best friend Dave
I've known him since we were kids at school
Last night he had a few shots
Got in a tight spot hustlin' a game of pool
With a couple of readneck boys
One great big bad biker man
I heard David yell across the room
"hey buddy, how 'bout a helping hand."
I said, "Dave,"

[Chorus]
I ain't as good as I once was
My, how the years have flown
But there was a time back in my prime
When I could really hold my own
But if you wanna fight tonight
Guess thouse boys don't look all that tough
I aint as good as I once was
But I'm as good once as I ever was

I used to be hell on wheels
Back when I was a younger man
Now my body says, "you cant do this boy"
But my pride says, "oh, yes you can"

I aint as good as I once was
That' just the cold hard truth
I still throw a few back, talk a little smack
When I'm feelin bullet proof
So don't double dog dare me now
'Cause I'd have to call your bluff

I ain't as good as I once was
But I'm as good once as I ever was
May not be good as I once was
But I'm as good once as I ever was

. . .



Verse 1
I gave up on cigarettes to the day, I ain't touched one yet
But tonight, I think I'm gonna burn the whole pack.
I laid off 90 proof, ain't had a drop in years and that's the truth
But tonight, when I light the first one, I'm gonna open up the Jack

CHORUS
She ain't hooked on me no more
She ain't hooked on me no more
The one thing that always hurt her the most
Is the one thing she finally quit fighting for
She ain't hooked on me no more
She ain't hooked on me no more
I'm pickin up all my bad habits again
She's letting one go

VERSE 2
For years she had it real bad
I was the only addiction she ever had
Her love made me so high, but I abused it.
And here I sit all alone tonight
Whiskey on the rocks and more cigarettes to light
Holdin on to everything I've got left, hopin I don't loose it.

CHORUS

She ain't hooked on me no more
She ain't hooked on me no more
I'm pickin up all my bad habits again
She's letting one go
Yeah, I'm pickin up all my bad habits again
She's letting one go

. . .


Written by Toby Keith and Scott Emerick

See that big blue note,
Over there on the counter?
You don't wanna read that thing, man,
It's a real get-you-downer.
But don't you dare say nothin' else,
Bad about her: she's gone.

No, no, no, no, don't, don't throw it away,
'Cause tonight, I might need it.
It gets real lonely around here at night some times,
An' I have to read read it.
Besides, you can show it to the boys down town,
They won't believe that she's gone.

There used to be a time I was all she ever wanted.
All the man that she'll ever need.
I come home to find, just like that, she's up an' vanished.
An' the only thing she left behind for me:

Is this big blue note,
Folded up in my pocket.
Yeah, don't laugh: it's been two months;
I still got it.
Sometimes I have to read the sucker twice,
Just to make sure I ain't forgot that she's gone.

You know, my psychiatrist said:
"Tell me, what do you see,
"When you look at these inkspots,
"Of, er, reds, yellows an' greens?"
You know, I looked at 'em all,
But they all looked to me like big blue notes.

Instrumental break.

There used to be a time I was all she ever wanted.
All the man that she'll ever need.
I come home to find, just like that, she's up an' vanished.
An' the only thing that's left to do for me:

Is stand high on this cliff,
Overlooking the sea.
With my big blue notepaper aeroplane,
That I just set free.
An' I'm gonna wait here a few more minutes,
An' if it don't come back to me:
You guessed it: she's gone.

Crash landing.
Bye bye, baby.

To fade.

. . .



Do blondes really have more fun
Or they just easier to spot in the dark?
Girl, I'm just tryin' to cheer you up
I saw you sittin' over here all alone, with a broken heart
It's hurtin' you real bad, wish there was somethin' that I had
I'd hook you up, get you through it
You might need a man to hold you 'til it don't
I'm just the guy to do it

Is that your pretty boy standin' there at the end of the bar
He's got some nerve
Talkin' loud and drinkin' with a red head ridin' shotgun on his arm
He's such a jerk
I think he's a knucklehead, all those ugly things he said were out of line
Man, he blew it
He might need someone to put him in his place
I'm just the guy to do it

Baby, I can't mend your broken heart
I can't take away your pain
I can't promise you the sun is gonna shine when you're walkin' in the rain
If you need a hero for tonight, I can be the one, let me prove it
Yeah, you just say the magic words and we'll be gone
I'm just the guy to do it

Baby, I can't mend your broken heart
I can't take away your pain
I can't promise you the sun is gonna shine when you're walkin' in the rain
Oh but if you need a hero for tonight, I can be the one, let me prove it
Yeah, you just say the magic words and we'll be gone
I'm just the guy to do it

Do blondes really have more fun
Or are they just easier to spot in the dark?

. . .



Her bags are packed and waitin' for someone to come and pick 'em up outside
Ah yeah I don't know where they come from
Man, I aint seen that much luggage in my life
She was always bad about leavin'
Especially every time I done her wrong
Rhis time she might be through believin' me
Yeah, this time
She might be good as gone, gone, gone

[chorus]
We'd still be together, but she left me
I'd got mad about it, but it never did upset me
She'll remember me until the day that she forgets me
We'd still be together, but she left me

She took everything I had except some change she left and lay in the ashtray
I guess I got that going for me if I plan on looking at it that way
She loaded up my boat and my motor
She took off with my guitar and my guns
But I heard she ran away with my best friend Jake
And I know I'm gonna miss him when it's all said and done

[repeat chorus 2X]

My baby left me

. . .



If you wanna go back to him, baby, get up and go
I'm tired of being a clown caught up in your sideshow
Night after night it never ends
It's like a heavyweight fight nobody wins
And I'm throwin' in the towel, enough is enough

[chorus]
Knock yourself out, break me in two
You gotta go do what you gotta do
I gave you my best shot, but you didn't fall
Head over heels in love after all
I don't wanna hear no more, baby, there's the door
There's nothin left to fight about
knock yourself out

Oh, lets not pull any punches while we're standin here toe to toe
If you're gonna leave me here,
Baby go on, go

[repeat chorus]

Oh knock yourself out

If you wanna go back to him, baby, get up and go

. . .



Till death do us part is what she told that preacher man
Now she says this ain't worth dyin' for
She's had all she can't stand
She's boxed up momma's china, it's loaded on the truck
She's just got started packin, and I'm thinkin' this could suck
Now there goes my Lay-Z Boy and my flat top guitar
Here comes her big sister, what's she doin' in my car
As they drive off to the city I just waved
From the top of my lungs I hope she heard me say.

Chorus:
You Ain't Leavin' Thank God Are Ya
You can't be gone fast enough
What seemed to take a lifetime just left in a cloud of dust
This'll make my girlfriend happy she's the one
That never thought you would
You Ain't Leavin' Thank God Are Ya
Let us pray you're gone for good.

She forgot her new laptop, so I know she'll be back
I'll have a hot tub full of hotties, icein' down a 24-pack
She'll cuss me like a sailor, but I don't care
I'll have a few choice words when I come up for air.

Chorus:
You Ain't Leavin' Thank God Are Ya
Let us pray you're gone for good.

. . .



I got it bad
I got it blue
I got it sad
I ain't got you
I did you wrong
You got the right
Look what I had
I got it bad

Gone and left me lonely cryin' like a fool
I just cant belive love could be so cruel

I got it bad
I got it blue
I got it sad
I ain't got you
I did you wrong
You got the right
Look what I had
I got it bad

I know someday ill get on my feet again
I'll get over you but baby, until then

I got it bad
I got it blue
I got it sad
I ain't got you
I did you wrong
You got the right
Look what I had
I got it bad

Look what I had
I got it bad

. . .



Now those might be the saddest,
Big 'ol baby blues I ever seen.
How did I know, you'd been cryin'?
Baby, you got make-up runnin' down your cheek.
You're just a Queen lookin' for a crown,
Lost when you stumbled over some silly clown.

Take that frown,
Turn it upside down,
'Cause you never know who might be,
Fallin' in love with your smile.

A broken heart that's on the mend,
Takes a little time, I realise.
An' right now you wouldn't know,
True love if it looked you in the eye.
Girl, I did my best; I really tried to make you grin.
An' before I say goodbye, I'm gonna tell you again.

Take your frown,
Turn it upside down,
Oh, you never know who might be,
Fallin' in love with your smile.

Instrumental Break.

Take your frown,
An' turn it upside down,
Oh, you never know who might be,
Fallin' in love with your smile.

Those might be the saddest,
Big 'ol baby blues I ever seen.

. . .



June fell for Johnny on the Forth of July,
As the fireworks popped in the summer sky.
With a spark in her eye, she just there an' stared,
As his face lit up to the rocket's red glare.
An' by September, she'd asked him for a weddiing band.
How could she know he was a ramblin' man.
He walked out the door in the dead of the night.
An' a sleepy voice whispered, as he turned out the light:

"Where you gonna go?
"What you gonna do when you get there?
"Who you gonna call when your road runs out at the sea?
"Oh, you're never gonna find,
"Someone who loves you like I do.
"If you get tired of runnin',
"You can turn around an' walk back to me."

He called up to tell her he missed her a lot.
Texas Panhandle was as far as he got.
He'd run out money, he'd run of luck:
He'd run out of gas in his pick-up truck.
"Hitch a ride, catch a train or a Greyhound bus,
"'Cause there's a baby on the way an' that makes three of us.
"An' I need you here beside me, I can't go it alone,"
She told him one more time then she hung up the 'phone,

Sayin': "Where you gonna go?
"What you gonna do when you get there?
"Who you gonna call when your road runs out at the sea?
"You know, you're never gonna find,
"Someone who loves you like I do.
"When you get tired of runnin',
"You can turn around an' walk back to me."

An' the years just seemed to roll on by them.
She missed him more an' more every day.
An' that boy grew up to look and act just like him,
An' she knew some day soon he'd be old enough to fly away.

An' she'd say: "Baby, where you gonna go?
"What you gonna do when you get there?
"Who you gonna call when your road runs out at the sea?
"You know, you're never gonna find,
"Someone who loves you like I do.
"When you get tired of runnin',
"You can turn around an' walk back to me."

"If you ever get tired of runnin',
"Turn around an' walk back to me."

. . .



I don't need this conversation
'Cause I don't need to see you cry
You need one more confirmation
Like I need one more reason why

I know this might not be the answer
Oh, that you came here to get
We both know that girl is somethin'
That I'm still not over yet

I cant go on using you
Girl, it feels like I'm losin' you
A love like yours is hard to find
But you caught be at a bad time

I knew that you'd be waiting
The night I made that desperate call
You weren't everything I needed
Just the softest place to fall

So I'm not gonna lie to you
Just keep stringing you along
Thought by now that I'd be better
But I guess I'm not that strong

And I can't go on using you
Oh, it feels like I'm losin' you
A love like yours is hard to find
You've caught me at a bad time

A love like yours is hard to find
You've caught me at a bad time

. . .


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