Easton Corbin

[Ana_ana]

"Let's Ride"


Baby, can't you feel that?
Baby, don't you hear that?
That's the sound of freedom
Calling our names
It's turning us as always
All you got to do is turn the key
Let this feeling carry us away

Baby, let's ride
Chase a little sunset
Watch that moon on the rise
Baby, let's ride
Miles of road where there ain't no wind in sight
Let the wheels of this RAM truck
Kick up a little dust while you're holding on tight

Come on
Baby, let's ride

Girl, you know the night is young
There's no reason not to run
A few miles of memories down this road
Baby, we don't need a map
Pick a star and we'll follow that
What are we waiting on? Girl, let's go

Baby, let's ride
Chase a little sunset
Watch that moon on the rise
Baby, let's ride
Miles of road where there ain't no wind in sight
Let the wheels of this RAM truck
Kick up a little dust while you're holding on tight

Come on
Baby let's ride
Is how you got me feelin' right now
Baby, let's ride
Don't look back and never come down

Let the wheels of this RAM truck
Kick up a little dust while you're holding on tight
Come on
Baby let's ride

 

[Ana_ana]

"Somebody's Gotta Be Country"


I slipped you a little red man
Hit the lake and cast a line
Hold the door and say yes ma'am
Gas up my four wheel drive
I keep Alan Jackson playing on the radio
Where did all the good old boys go

Somebody's gotta party til the stars burn out
Wear some wore out boots in a high class crowd
All my rowdy buddies keep settlin' down
Somebody's gotta be country in this town
Somebody's gotta country in this town

Yeah I take up two spots
Cause my truck don't fit
And I represent the math God
Every chance I get
No my dirt road heart won't every be paved
Am I the only one these days

Who still likes to party til the stars burn out
Wear some wore out boots in a high class crowd
All my rowdy buddies keep settlin' down
Somebody's gotta be country in this town

Keep a zebco in the toolbox
Keep it retro on the jukebox

Yeah somebody's gotta back up traffic on an old John Deere
Drink a center console ice cold beer
And keep that old school hanging around
Somebody's gotta be country

Somebody's gotta party til the starts burn out
Wear some wore out boots in a high class crowd
All my rowdy buddies keep settlin' down
Somebody's gotta be country in this town
Somebody's gotta be country
Somebody's gotta be country in this town
Somebody's gotta be
I reckon' that's me