Darius Rucker Charleston Sc 1966 Zippo

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Written by Darius Rucker, Clay Mills and Frank Rogers I'd never leave the perfect girl Or rip apart the perfect world Just up and leave in the middle of a song I'd never pack my things in a Silverado Drive on out to Colorado Just to find some freedom I thought was gone Ooh, there are things I'd never do Chorus: But here I am in this hotel room Thinking 'bout you and what I've done Oh, what have I done? Head in my hands, thinking about a lot of things I wish that I could change It's sad but it's true I've done a lot of things I'd never do I'd never ever work so much That I'd lose sight, I'd lose touch Of everything a man could ever want I'd never lose my cool and say Those words that cut just like a blade And leave you dying, crying all alone Repeat Chorus Oh, I'd never do Here I am in this hotel room Thinking 'bout you and what I've done What have I done? Head in my hands, thinking about a lot of things I wish that I could change It's sad, sad but true I've done a lot of things, a whole lot of things I'd never do I'd never leave the perfect girl Or rip apart the perfect world Just up and leave in the middle of a song •.

2010 sophomore solo album from the former Hootie & The Blowfish vocalist and Country superstar. Darius Rucker signed with Capitol Records Nashville in.

Written by Darius Rucker, Chris DuBois and Brad Paisley Is 10 o'clock in the morning too early to drink beer? I don't know and I don't care When a girl walks by in a two piece, is it impolite to stare? I don't know and I don't care I don't know what beach this is I don't know what day this is I don't know if I packed enough clothes to wear And I don't care Hey, man, do you think those are real Or do you think they're fake? You mean those, right there? I don't know and I don't care Do you want the blonde or the brunette Or the one with the long, red hair?

I don't know and I don't care I don't know what her name is I don't know where she learned to kiss I don't know if that's her boyfriend over there And I don't care Is 4 o'clock in the morning too late to drink beer? I don't know, but you know what?

I don't care I don't know the last time I ate I don't know how I'm still awake I don't know how long a man can live on beer Man, I don't know where I left my phone I don't know when we're goin' home I don't know if I've still got a job up there And I don't care, I don't care I don't know and I don't care •. Written by Darius Rucker and Clay Mills It's my third cup of coffee The fifth time I said I'm sorry The sun slowly peakin' through the glasses Says we've been up all night We both know where this is going It's been a long time coming Is it really over? Manually update library xbmc for xbox. Is this really goodbye?

Written by Darius Rucker, Mark Bryan, Dean Felber and Jim Sonefeld She sits alone by a lamp post Tryin' to find the thought that's escaped her mind She says, 'Dad's the one I love the most But Stipe's not far behind.' She never lets me in, only tells me where she's been When she's had too much to drink I say that I don't care, I just run my hands through her dark hair Then I pray to God you gotta help me fly away Chorus: And just let her cry if the tears fall down like rain Let her sing if it eases all her pain Let her go, let her walk right out on me And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be, let her be This morning I woke up alone, found a note standing by the phone Sayin', 'Maybe, maybe I'll be back someday.' Written by Hank Williams, Jr. Country music singers Have always been a real close family But lately some of my kinfolk Have disowned a few others and me I guess it's because I kinda changed my direction And Lord, I guess I went And broke their family tradition They get on me want to know Hank, why do you drink?

Hank, why do you roll smoke? Why must you live out The songs that you wrote? Over and over Everybody met my prediction So if I get stoned I'm just carryin' On an old family tradition I am very proud Of my daddy's name Although his kind of music And mine ain't exactly the same Stop and think it over Put yourself in my position If I get stoned and sing all night long It's a family tradition So don't ask me Hank, why do you drink? Hank, why do you roll smoke? Why must you live out The songs that you wrote? If I'm down in a honky tonk Some old slicks trying to give me friction I say leave me alone I'm singin' all night long It's a family tradition Lordy, I have loved some ladies And I have loved Jim Beam And they both tried to kill me in 1973 When my doctor asked me 'Son, how'd you get in this condition?' I said 'Hey sawbones, I'm just carryin' on An old family tradition' So don't ask me Hank, why do you drink?