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“Everybody Wants to go to Heaven” – Kenny Chesney

Preacher told me last Sunday mornin’
Son, you better start livin’ right
You need to quit the women and whiskey
And carrying on all night

Don’t you wanna hear him call your name
When you’re standin’ at the pearly gates
I told the preacher, “Yes I do”
But I hope they don’t call today
I ain’t ready

Everybody wants to go to heaven
Have a mansion high above the clouds
Everybody want to go to heaven
But nobody want to go now

“American Kids” – Kenny Chesney

Doublewide Quick Stop midnight T-top
Jack in her Cherry Coke town
Momma and daddy put their roots right here
‘Cause this is where the car broke down
Yellow dog school bus kickin’ up red dust
Pickin’ us up by a barbed wire fence
MTV on the RCA, no A/C in the vents

We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots
New York to LA
We were teenage dreamin’, front seat leanin’
Baby, come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growin’ up in little pink houses
Makin’ out on living room couches
Blowin’ that smoke on Saturday night
A little messed up, but we’re all alright

“Round Here” – Florida Georgia Line

The moon comes up and the sun goes down
We find a little spot on the edge of town
Twist off, sip a little, pass it around
Dance in the dust, turn the radio up
And that fireball whiskey whispers
Temptation in my ear
It’s a feelin’ alright Saturday night
And that’s how we do it ’round here
Yeah that’s how we do it ’round here

“Whiskey Girl” – Toby Keith

She ain’t into wine and roses
Beer just makes her turn up her nose and
She can’t stand the thought of sipping champagne
No Cuervo Gold margaritas
Just ain’t enough good burn in tequila
She needs somethin’ with a little more edge
And a little more pain
She’s my little whiskey girl, she’s my little whiskey girl
My ragged on the edges girl, ah but I like em rough