Live it up for the weekend, pour it up, have the time of your life…

You be my glass of wine, I’ll be your shot of whiskey…

Well, I’m gonna miss her, when I get home. But right now I’m on this lake shore and I’m sittin’ in the sun…

I got my shades on, top back, rollin’ with the music jacked…

She loves a small town boy like me, she’s my ride or die baby, she’s my cool, she’s my crazy…

Save a horse, ride a cowboy…

This killin’ time is killin’ me…

Cause baby I’m a wild horse, wild horse, don’t try to tame me…

In case you didn’t know, baby I’m crazy bout you. And I would be lying if I said that I could live this life without you…

I feel the wheels like a melody, like a radio dialing in strong. C’mon, c’mon sing along, sing along to my backroad song…

I’ll be your smooth ride, that late night, your Walter White high…

I love my boots broke in, I love my Camo hat, don’t mind a little paint on my jeans, yeah I roll like that…

We used to be the life of the party, we used to be the ones that they wished they were…

If you’re wishing you were with somebody ’cause you don’t wanna go home when it’s closin’ time. If you wanna kiss somebody, baby I got somebody in mind…

Here’s to the brokens, the misfits and wannabes, the part of you that’s just like me, the wallflowers and the holier than thou’s…

Well baby I ain’t trippin’ over all the words that you’re throwin’ out, I ain’t your rebound…

Mixing up beats between sets each day of the festival!

I want to run, to feel again, to be no one…

When your lips hit mine, never took one look up at the sky but there were colors coming at me like a light show…

Friday night you can drive to Vegas, maybe this time you will win. Buy a trailer by the river and you won’t have to work again…

You can be the good man who was only trying to love me and I will be the bad guy…

My daddy always told me to be aware of my surroundings. Yeah, I got eyes all over this town…

I’m a little bit over my head, but I can’ hold back no more, I’m a little bit scared to death, ’cause I ain’t been here before…

Just wanna cruise for the rest of the night under the moon, nothin’ else on my mind…

You standin’ in that gravel drive in the last dress that you had on like I’ve been here all along…

Sometimes some girls make it easy on you, some girls never do…

When I see you on Friday night steppin’ out on the porch in the moonlight, so fine. If you got time, I got time girl…

But I can help you start, just call me if you wanna ride away hit the highway…

Slower, girl and take another lap around this ol’ town and let the radio take us where we wanna go…