LYRICS

"I Miss Mississippi" 

I miss Mississippi
But not as much as my Mrs. misses me
I miss Mississippi


I used to call her up at midnight
And she’d meet me by the kissing tree

The taxes down in Texas ain’t as tough as what’s taxing me
The taxes down in Texas ain’t as tough as what’s taxing me
Louisiana’s looser and I wanna talk with sweet Marie


I miss Mississippi
But not as much as my Mrs. misses me
I miss Mississippi


Cali-freakin-fornia is never gonna warn us when it falls
Cali-freakin-fornia is never gonna warn us when it falls
It just pulls up in a squad car and the sheriff shows you his Italian marble balls


New Mexico ain’t new and it ain’t a part of Mexico
New Mexico ain’t new and it ain’t a part of Mexico
In the words of Mr. Bentley
It’s down the road I go


I miss Mississippi
But not as much as my Mrs. misses me
I miss Mississippi

Written by John Goodwin and Don Pedigo

I Miss Mississippi lyrics © Queen's Knight Music BMI, Adm by BMG Rights Management US, LLC / Work With Me Music BMI 

 

"Lost In You" 

Had good sense of direction
Thought I knew where I was
A black belt in heart self protection
Wasn’t no lock I couldn’t bust
I was grounded I was stable
I was steady I was strong
But your love broke the chain
Of the anchor I was on


I get lost in you
I get lost in you
Like a star that fell from heaven
I get lost in you


Went up in a rocket
Got shot up in space
Went across the solar system
But I couldn’t see your face
Had to get back home to Dixie
Just to see you in the moonlight
With a girl like you a man like me
Don’t need artificial flight

 

I get lost in you

I get lost in you

Like a star that fell from heaven

I get lost in you


Some men have to cross the ocean
To find their destiny
I’ll I had to do was turn around
And you were next to me

 

Written by John Goodwin and Don Pedigo

Lost In You lyrics © Queen's Knight Music BMI, Adm by BMG Rights Management US, LLC / Work With Me Music BMI 

"Small-town Maze" 

Skin and bones
Dead end roads
I was out of my mind
I was out of control


Paper trail
From the county jail
Past that line
Now I’m back from hell

Winter started colding
Stole what I was holding


Now I’m lost
In the heart of this Small-town Maze
Where the morning church bell tolls
And the widow prays
Leaves are falling all around
Like faded yesterdays
No love ain’t been the same
Since you went away


Cherry walls, frozen signs
The sun was yours
The rain was mine
And we made colors in the air
We had a little house
With a little yard
You made it seem
Like so much more
Than a hayseed dream
I don’t blame you for leaving
Don’t hate me for believing

Written by John Goodwin and Don Pedigo

Smalltown Maze lyrics © Queen's Knight Music BMI, Adm by BMG Rights Management US, LLC / Work With Me Music BMI 

 

"Beam Me Up"

There's a whole other conversation going on
In a parallel universe
Where nothing breaks and nothing hurts
There's a waltz playing frozen in time
Blades of grass on tiny bare feet
I look at you and you're looking at me

 

Could you beam me up,
Give me a minute, I don't know what I'd say in it
Probably just stare, happy just to be there holding your face
Beam me up,
Let me be lighter, I'm tired of being a fighter, I think,
A minute's enough,
Just beam me up.

 

Some black birds soaring in the sky,
Barely a breath like our one last sight
Tell me that was you, saying goodbye,
There are times I feel the shivering cold,
It only happens when I'm on my own,
That's how you tell me, I'm not alone

 

Could you beam me up,
Give me a minute, I don't know what I'd say in it
I'd Probably just stare, happy just to be there, holding your face
Beam me up,
Let me be lighter, I'm tired of being a fighter, I think,
A minute's enough,
Just beam me up.

 

In my head, I see your baby blues
I hear your voice and I, I break in two and now there's
One of me, with you

So when I need you can I send you a sign
I'll burn a candle and turn off the lights
I'll pick a star and watch you shine

 

Just beam me up,
Give me a minute, I don't know what I'd say in it
Probably just stare, happy just to be there, holding your face
Beam me up,
Let me be lighter, I'm tired of being a fighter, I think,
A minute's enough,
Beam me up
Beam me up
Beam me up
Could you beam me up

Written by Alecia B. Moore / Billy Mann

Beam Me Up lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management

"One More Year" 

I’ve got this old black car
Got a hundred and ninety K
It’s took me so far
Just so I can play


Ah if something were to happen
Oh I know I’m gonna shed a tear
You’ve been a faithful companion
Give me one more year


I got this beat up guitar
I paid a hundred bucks for
It’s been knocked down and busted
Five hundred times or more
Cause I’ve learned to let go of my pride
And I can’t count how many times I could have died
And by the grace of God I’m alive


I got this cheap old wedding band
Cause I lost mine one night
Drunk in some alley
Fresh after a fight
My hands were swollen and bloody
My breath rot gut beer
I’m gonna make things right honey
Give me one more year

Written by Don Pedigo

One More Year lyrics © Work With Me Music BMI 

"Beer" 

Drink destroyed my father
Beer was his downfall
It also wrecked my brother
Put his back against a wall
When I turn on the radio
I hear singers telling me
That beer is the solution
And drink will set me free


So many dreamers in the south
Who live the same sad story
While country stars are singing about
The benefits of pouring
Beer


You can't save a burning house
By putting more gas on the fire
And when it comes to staying sober now
I’m walking on a wire
But a lot of the songs their playing
Well their trying to make me fall
For what destroyed my family
And kept our chances small


When so many in the south
Live the same sad story
There’s country stars singing about
The benefits of pouring
Beer, beer, beer

Written by John Goodwin and Don Pedigo

Beer lyrics © Queen's Knight Music BMI, Adm by BMG Rights Management US, LLC / Work With Me Music BMI 

"Black Carpet" 

Everybody’s got their eye on the red carpet
Flash bulbs popping names dropping, cars stopping
You won’t find my ass in no long black limousine
I’ll be flying blind under the silver screen


I’m walking the black carpet
Down a country road in the darkness
My heart is a real hard target for love to hit
I’ve got a hot rod rocket
Can’t find a place to park it
In the shadow of a cold dead moon
Walking the black carpet


Nobody stops me to ask me who I’m wearing
It’s easy to see it’s boots and blue jeans
I don’t sign autographs or make little airheads laugh
I made a midnight promise to the man from Galilee


The dark road, the torn apart
The wounded soul, the purple heart
So many broken dreams to repair
The haunted kiss, the worn out wish
The ocean between poor and rich
Wherever there’s destruction I was there

Written by John Goodwin and Don Pedigo

Black Carpet lyrics © Queen's Knight Music BMI, Adm by BMG Rights Management US, LLC / Work With Me Music BMI 

"Achin' To Be" 

Well she's kind of like an artist
Sittin' on the floor
Never finishes, she abandons
Never shows a soul
And she's kind of like a movie
Everyone rushes to see
And no one understands it
Sittin' in their seats


She opens her mouth to speak and
What comes out's a mystery
Thought about, not understood
She's achin' to be


Well she dances alone in nightclubs
Every other day of the week
People look right through her
Baby doll, check your cheek
And she's kind of like a poet
Who finds it hard to speak
Poems come so slowly
Like the colors down a sheet


She opens her mouth to speak and
What comes out's a mystery
Thought about, not understood
She's achin' to be


I've been achin' for a while now, friend
I've been achin' hard for years
Well she's kind of like an artist
Who uses paints no more
You never show me what you're doing
Never show a soul
Well, I saw one of your pictures
There was nothin' that I could see
If no one's on your canvas
Well, I'm achin' to be

She closes her mouth to speak and
Closes her eyes to see
Thought about an' only loved
She's achin' to be
Just like me

Written by Paul Westerberg 

Achin' To Be lyrics © Nah Music ASCAP, Adm by BMG Rights Management US, LLC

"I Feel Like I've Been Here Before" 

I feel like I’ve been here before
Mama said don’t go down there
Heaven help me I was six years old
Lord he never saw that train a coming


There’s nothing God can show me
Don’t wanna see no more
No more that God can show me
I feel like I’ve been here before


Strange man don’t come knocking
On my mother’s bedroom door
I think I’ll go hop that train
Don’t wanna see no more


No more that God can show me
Don’t wanna see no more
Nothing that God can show me
I feel like I’ve been here before


He was lying there right next to the track
I think I saw his spirit rising
Took of running never looking back
In some ways I think I’m always running


No more that God can show me
Always knock on the bedroom door
Nothing that God can show me
I feel like I’ve been here before

Written by Scott Laurent and Don Pedigo

Like I've Been Here Before lyrics © 2121 Music ASCAP / Work With Me Music BMI