That Going Away Look (About Her) lyrics - Craig Campbell

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

Fish lyrics - Craig Campbell

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

Chillaxin' lyrics - Craig Campbell

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’

That's Music To Me lyrics - Craig Campbell

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

You Probably Ain't lyrics - Craig Campbell

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

All Night To Get There lyrics - Craig Campbell

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

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Outskirts Of Heaven lyrics - Craig Campbell

My grandpa taught me
about buck knives and shotguns,
how to cast an old Zebco,
how to work a stick shift.

He taught me the Bible,
about all twelve disciples
and he made sure that I know
there's life after this
with pearly gates,
streets of gold,
he said if I just believe,
that's where I'll go.

But Lord when I die,
I wanna live on the outskirts of heaven
where there's dirt roads for miles,
hay in the fields
and fish in the river.
Where there's dogwood trees, and honeybees,
and blue skies and green grass forever.
Lord when I die, I wanna live
on the outskirts of Heaven.

Now it says in the King James,
in the almighty's kingdom
he mentions a mansion
that he's built just for me.

Now I'll gladly trade it
for a farm house with acreage
and a back yard that's shaded
and a squeaky front porch swing.
That's where I wanna hang my wings

When I die, I wanna live
on the outskirts of heaven.
where there's dirt roads for miles,
hay in the fields
and fish in the river.
Where there's dogwood trees, and honeybees,
and blue skies and green grass forever.
So Lord when I die, I wanna live
on the outskirts of Heaven... yeah.

Yeahh, the good Lord knows me,
he knows I need blue skies
and green grass forever.
Lord when I die,
I wanna live on the outskirts of heaven.

Yeah when I die,
I wanna live
on the outskirts
of Heaven.

Tomorrow Tonight lyrics - Craig Campbell

Tomorrow, you’re gonna pick your clothes off these hardwood floors and walk out the door, yeah
Tomorrow, you’re gonna hate the sun for rising and breaking up what we got going in cause

Tonight, I’m kissing you right and holding you like this night ain’t ever gonna end
Tonight, gonna lose track of time, try to keep that moonlight shining bright up in the sky girl
I’m gonna change your tomorrow, tonight, yeah

Tomorrow, you’re gonna catch yourself smiling cause you can’t help thinking about the night before
Tomorrow, you’re gonna find your way right on back to my place but girl that’s gonna have to wait

Tonight, I’m kissing you right and holding you like this night ain’t ever gonna end
Tonight, gonna lose track of time, try to keep that moonlight shining bright up in the sky, girl
I’m gonna change your tomorrow, tonight

We can’t keep the world from turning
Ohh but we can slow it down…yeah

Tonight, I’m kissing you right and holding you like this night ain’t ever gonna end
Tonight, gonna lose track of time, try to keep that moonlight shining bright up in the sky girl
I’m gonna change your tomorrow, tonight

Tonight