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Graham Barham - SIPPIN (Official Audio)
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Lyrics
Last time, I swore that it would be the last time
We light that fire again
Oh baby, that’s why I treat your number like a landmine
‘Cause I know what happens when
You call me up, say that you miss me
You’re downtown and you’re kind of tipsy
One more round, and we call it history
I can’t help that
I said I ain’t coming back, but you don’t make it easy on me
Show up in a tight little dress like that, ‘cause you still want me
You know I can’t stay away when you say that you’ve been lonely
I said I ain’t coming back, but you don’t make it easy on me
Double double trouble, shots in the dark
Bad for each other, good for the bar
Pull me in close, take it too far
I know I gotta go but you make it so hard
I said I ain’t coming back, but you don’t make it easy on me
Show up in a tight little dress like that, ‘cause you still want me
You know I can’t stay away when you say that you’ve been lonely
I said I ain’t coming back, but you don’t make it easy on me
Easy, easy, you don’t make it easy on me
Easy, easy, no you don’t make it easy on me
Easy on me
You call me up, say that you miss me
You’re downtown and you’re kind of tipsy
One more round, and we call it history
I can’t help that
I said I ain’t coming back, but you don’t make it easy on me
Show up in a tight little dress like that, ‘cause you still want me
You know I can’t stay away when you say that you’ve been lonely
I said I ain’t coming back, but you don’t make it easy on me
Easy, easy, you don’t make it easy on me
Easy, easy, no you don’t make it easy on me
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Lyrics
The only time I’ve ever cried was Ole Yeller
And cuttin’ onions in the kitchen
It rained that night she left me high and dry
All my sunshine went missing
Now I can’t find no peace
And my life’s crumbling to pieces
Need to pick myself up off the ground
The only damn way I know how
Be a demon on that diesel
Burn that bar down with my people
Thread that Lynchburg 90 needle
‘Til my world turns black
That damned ole desperado
Spending one more silver dollar
On a number 7 bottle
Make her mad
And get her back like
(Oh) Check off that list of things she hated
(Oh) 180 undo all that saving
Wake up in the morning in the bed but off the wagon
Take a look around like what the hell just happened
I could head west and get on with the rest of my life and learn how to forgive her
Leave those long nights and get a grip on all of my vices, that’ll help me quit her
Old boy, don’t take the bait and stay your ass back at home
But on second thought, I ought to go
Be a demon on that diesel
Burn that bar down with my people
Thread that Lynchburg 90 needle
‘Til my world turns black
That damned ole desperado
Spending one more silver dollar
On a number 7 bottle
Make her mad
And get her back like
(Oh) Check off that list of things she hated
(Oh) 180 undo all that saving
Wake up in the morning in the bed but off the wagon
Take a look around like what the hell just happened
Be a demon on that diesel
Burn that bar down with my people
Thread that Lynchburg 90 needle
‘Til my world turns black
That damned ole desperado
Spending one more silver dollar
On a number 7 bottle
Make her mad
And get her back like
(Oh) Check off that list of things she hated
(Oh) 180 undo all that saving
Wake up in the morning in the bed but off the wagon
Take a look around like what the hell just happened
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She grew up in a town with a water tower
Where her cowgirl boots don’t know nothing but mud
She’s as sweet as a field full of wildflowers
Her first shot was a buck, her first car was a truck
She wears my favorite color and it makes me lose my mind
Naw, I can’t lie
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
Hiding out in that moonlight
Little backbeat with some banjo on a back road
‘Til sunrise
We shoot that whiskey ammo
Her daddy’s got some land so
Do a little more than hunting in the stand
Make a good ole boy go damn
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
She stands out in a crowd, she can’t help it
That innocent smile ain’t fooling me
That Mossy Oak don’t hide everything
It looks good in the woods, that’s for sure
But when that Bottomland lands on my hardwood floor
Oh there’s something ‘bout a girl in camo
Hiding out in that moonlight
Little backbeat with some banjo on a back road
‘Til sunrise
We shoot that whiskey ammo
Her daddy’s got some land so
Do a little more than hunting in the stand
Make a good ole boy go damn
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
She wear it right on the money
Camo wherever she go
‘Cause she country
Camo, she wear it right on the money
Camo wherever she go
‘Cause she country
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
Hiding out in that moonlight
Little backbeat with some banjo on a back road
‘Til sunrise
We shoot that whiskey ammo
Her daddy’s got some land so
Do a little more than hunting in the stand
Make a good ole boy go damn
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
She wear it right on the money
Camo wherever she go
‘Cause she country
Camo, she wear it right on the money
Camo wherever she go
‘Cause she country
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
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LYRICS
She grew up in a town with a water tower
Where her cowgirl boots don’t know nothing but mud
She’s as sweet as a field full of wildflowers
Her first shot was a buck, her first car was a truck
She wears my favorite color and it makes me lose my mind
Naw, I can’t lie
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
Hiding out in that moonlight
Little backbeat with some banjo on a back road
‘Til sunrise
We shoot that whiskey ammo
Her daddy’s got some land so
Do a little more than hunting in the stand
Make a good ole boy go damn
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
She stands out in a crowd, she can’t help it
That innocent smile ain’t fooling me
That Mossy Oak don’t hide everything
It looks good in the woods, that’s for sure
But when that Bottomland lands on my hardwood floor
Oh there’s something ‘bout a girl in camo
Hiding out in that moonlight
Little backbeat with some banjo on a back road
‘Til sunrise
We shoot that whiskey ammo
Her daddy’s got some land so
Do a little more than hunting in the stand
Make a good ole boy go damn
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
She wear it right on the money
Camo wherever she go
‘Cause she country
Camo, she wear it right on the money
Camo wherever she go
‘Cause she country
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
Hiding out in that moonlight
Little backbeat with some banjo on a back road
‘Til sunrise
We shoot that whiskey ammo
Her daddy’s got some land so
Do a little more than hunting in the stand
Make a good ole boy go damn
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
She wear it right on the money
Camo wherever she go
‘Cause she country
Camo, she wear it right on the money
Camo wherever she go
‘Cause she country
Something ‘bout a girl in camo
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Lyrics
Said she went to SMU
Tattoo of a crescent moon
I said I was only headed through
Dallas for a night or two
She said maybe we should rendezvous
Baby somewhere they got 90 proof
Tell me, what was I supposed to do
That little thing in Daisy Dukes was
Coppertone from head to Tony Llamas
I don’t know if she got a heart of gold
But I know one thing’s for sure
She got a body like oil money
Cartier cross around her neck ‘cause she
Only ever seen the kind of club country
House in the Gulf where it’s always sunny
Little tan line honey
She’s everything you need and she’s got everything she wants
Showing off ‘til the lights come on
I’m a rich man with my hands on that body like oil money
She don’t need the drip or the whip or the Louis Vuitton
She could look bougee with a Bottomland hoodie on
She a little Stagecoach
Little Coachella
Little bit Kylie, little bit Bella
She’s Coppertone from head to Tony Llamas
I don’t know if she got a heart of gold
But I know one thing’s for sure
She got a body like oil money
Cartier cross around her neck ‘cause she
Only ever seen the kind of club country
House in the Gulf where it’s always sunny
Little tan line honey
She’s everything you need and she’s got everything she wants
Showing off ‘til the lights come on
I’m a rich man with my hands on that body like oil money
She got a body like oil money
She a little Stagecoach
Little Coachella
Little bit Kylie, little bit Bella
She got a body like oil money
Cartier cross around her neck ‘cause she
Only ever seen the kind of club country
House in the Gulf where it’s always sunny
Little tan line honey
She’s everything you need and she’s got everything she wants
Showing off ‘til the lights come on
I’m a rich man with my hands on that body like oil money
She got a body like oil money
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Lyrics
Damn I’ve done it, done it again
She’s with her mama, I’m with my friends
She tried to straighten, my whiskey bent
She’s Mrs. Right, I’m Mr. Can’t Commit
I was walking round overmedicated, self-deprecating
Half-assed loving her like
A half a dozen roses
Half a glass of wine
Half a smoked Marlboro
Ain't no wonder why
There’s a picture of us broken, shattered on the floor
Her little way of showing, she won’t have no more
She finally had enough of me only giving love with a heart half open
Like a half a dozen roses, roses, roses
Woah
Leaving words
Left on my tongue
Things I shoulda said
Things I coulda done
That girl deserves a fight, not ashes in the wind
Nah you can’t fool her with
A half a dozen roses
Half a glass of wine
Half a smoked Marlboro
Ain't no wonder why
There’s a picture of us broken, shattered on the floor
Her little way of showing, she won’t have no more
She finally had enough of me only giving love with a heart half open
Like a half a dozen roses, roses, roses
Like a half a dozen roses
I was walking round overmedicated self-deprecating
Half-assed loving her like
A half a dozen roses
Half a glass of wine
Half a smoked Marlboro
Ain't no wonder why
There’s a picture of us broken, shattered on the floor
Her little way of showing, she won’t have no more
She finally had enough of me only giving love with a heart half open
Like a half a dozen roses, roses, roses
Like a half a dozen roses, roses, roses
Like a half a dozen roses, roses, roses
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I shoulda hit the road
When I saw you walk through them swingin’ doors
Shoulda been more bat outta hell
Might’ve saved myself from a heart laid across the floor
‘Cause it goes like
One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three
One sip of Tennessee, you’ll be kissin’ me
I’ll be missin’ you when it’s over
So come on baby, come a little closer
Let’s strike that match, baby light that flame
Here’s my heart, go and take your aim
Make me believe it, ease my mind
Do me like you did them last ten times
To hell with all the honesty
Is it gonna mess me up, probably
Yeah, I know in the mornin’ sunrise you’ll leave
So baby for the night, just lie to me
Lie to me, lie to me
Act like the truth won’t set you free
Lie to me, lie to me
Baby for the night, just lie
Right to my face
Girl, I love the way the liquor and your lips taste
Between the two of y’all
It’s a helluva race, which is gonna kill me first
But damn, if I ain’t livin’ for the burn
So strike that match, baby light that flame
Here’s my heart, go and take your aim
Make me believe it, ease my mind
Do me like you did them last ten times
To hell with all the honesty
Is it gonna mess me up, probably
Yeah, I know in the mornin’ sunrise you’ll leave
So baby for the night, just lie to me
Lie to me, lie to me
Act like the truth won’t set you free
Lie to me, lie to me
Baby for the night, just lie
One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three
One sip of Tennessee, you’ll be kissin’ me
I’ll be missin’ you when it’s over
So come on baby, come a little closer
Let’s strike that match, baby light that flame
Here’s my heart, go and take your aim
Make me believe it, ease my mind
Do me like you did them last ten times
To hell with all the honesty
Is it gonna mess me up, probably
Yeah, I know in the mornin’ sunrise you’ll leave
So baby for the night, just lie to me
Lie to me, lie to me
Act like the truth won’t set you free
Lie to me, lie to me
Baby for the night, just lie to me
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Lyrics:
I got a headache, you got a lot of damn nerve
Calling me three streets over, saying turn that truck around
Baby, I know I just kicked you out
But I need you now
How you change your mind
Girl it’s messing with my head
Think I’ll just drink tonight
Cuz if I end up in your bed
You won’t let me stay, you won’t let me stay
You won’t let me go, you won’t let me go, no
You don’t know if I’m a locked screen door
Or the lockscreen on your phone
I’ll be at the bar killing Casamigos
Racking up a shot count, Quentin Tarantino
Baby, you won’t let it be over
So, you won’t let me stay
You won’t let me stay
Sober, sober
Sober, sober
I got a card at the bar and it’s pushing the max
Cuz you keep pushing me away and pulling me back
I think we’re pushing our luck baby, pulling this shit
Calling it love and calling it quits
How you change your mind
Girl, it’s messing with my head
Think I’ll just drink tonight
Cuz if I end up in your bed
You won’t let me stay, you won’t let me stay
You won’t let me go, you won’t let me go, no
You don’t know if I’m a locked screen door
Or the lockscreen on your phone
I’ll be at the bar killing Casamigos
Racking up a shot count, Quentin Tarantino
Baby, you won’t let it be over
So, you won’t let me stay
You won’t let me stay
Sober, sober
Sober, sober
I want to move on
You want to hold on for too long
So, it’s one step forward and twelve steps back
And baby even after all that
You won’t let me stay, you won’t let me stay
You won’t let me go, you won’t let me go, no
You don’t know if I’m a locked screen door
Or the lockscreen on your phone
I’ll be at the bar killing Casamigos
Racking up a shot count, Quentin Tarantino
Baby, you won’t let it be over
So, you won’t let me stay
You won’t let me stay
Sober, sober
Sober, sober
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Lyrics:
Just last week, we were on the same team
Drinkin’ on the same tab, blowin’ off the same steam
Til you cut me loose
Now I’m nothin’ but some smoke in your rearview
Downtown’s feelin’ like a ghost town
Neon population last caller’s minus you crowd
On them barstools
Shootin’ truths
If Imma do what lonely wants me to do
I need something to chase
That heartbreak hurt burnin’ holes in my chest
Them Goodyear treads turnin’ me to a wreck
Since I ain’t a thought crossin’ your mind
I’m thinkin’ I might
Need something to chase
I can’t do it by my
I won’t do it by myself
Need some proof to follow
Talkin’ top or bottom shelf
Something stronger than you walkin’ away
Your gettin’ gone is gettin’ too hard to take
So I need something to chase
That 3x5 in my 4x4 by the RPM ain’t there no more
It’s long, long gone like cigarette smoke out the window
Shoulda Bo Duke’d my way toward your blue eyes
Dirt road ducked them ol’ blue lights
And just like them on my taillights
I need something to chase
That heartbreak hurt burnin’ holes in my chest
Them Goodyear treads turnin’ me to a wreck
Since I ain’t a thought crossin’ your mind
I’m thinkin’ I might
Need something to chase
I can’t do it by my
I won’t do it by myself
Need some proof to follow
Talkin’ top or bottom shelf
Something stronger than you walkin’ away
Your gettin’ gone is gettin’ too hard to take
So I need something to chase
So I need something to chase
I’ll be on them barstools
Shootin’ truths
If Imma do what lonely wants me to do
I need something to chase
That heartbreak hurt burnin’ holes in my chest
Them Goodyear treads turnin’ me to a wreck
Since I ain’t a thought crossin’ your mind
I’m thinkin’ I might
Need something to chase
I can’t do it by my
I won’t do it by myself
Need some proof to follow
Talkin’ top or bottom shelf
Something stronger than you walkin’ away
Your gettin’ gone is gettin’ too hard to take
So I need something to chase
So I need something to chase
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Lyrics:
Somewhere in a neon blue smoke-filled room
You’re shooting Reposado like you always do
It’s a rerun, they’re putting up them stools
Then I’m running through your mind like déjà vu
Ooh, we know where this is heading
Ooh, don’t waste a second
Downtown shutdown, you know where to go
It’s the same damn numbers on the curve on the road
Better run every red on your way to me
I’ll be sitting here sippin’ on Tennessee
If I ain’t there by the second knock
Woah, forget about the key
Baby, shoot the lock
That picture you just sent
Of a dress in a text is messing with a made-up mind
And I’m going out of it
To get you, to get you out of it
I’m telling you, country lady
To do whatever it is you gotta do
To make your way to me, baby
‘Cause right now
Downtown shutdown, you know where to go
It’s the same damn numbers on the curve on the road
Better run every red on your way to me
I’ll be sitting here sippin’ on Tennessee
If I ain’t there by the second knock
Woah, forget about the key
Baby, shoot the lock
Woah, forget about the key
Woah baby, shoot the lock
Woah, forget about the key
Woah baby, shoot the lock
Ooh baby, that’s how bad I want ya
Ooh, don’t let a lock stop ya
Downtown shutdown, you know where to go
It’s the same damn numbers on the curve on the road
Better run every red on your way to me
I’ll be sitting here sippin’ on Tennessee
If I ain’t there by the second knock
Woah, forget about the key
Baby, shoot the lock
Woah, forget about the key
Woah baby, shoot the lock
Woah, forget about the key
Woah baby, shoot the lock
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Lyrics:
I heard a slamming door
This time it damn sure ain’t the breeze
Bottles on the porch cussing the fire outta me
There’s tracks out in the yard
Where her tires used to be
Took everything but me
Ooh the only thing that can handle this hell
Is that handle on the shelf, so
Whiskey whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number Seven Jack
‘Cause she don’t miss me miss me
Tonight I’m counting on you whiskey whiskey
She’s burning through Mississippi
I’m burning though some Tennessee
Right now it’s 50/50
The bottle or her memory
Gonna be gone when I sober up in the morning
If it’s still hanging on I’ll keep pouring
Whiskey whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number Seven Jack
‘Cause she don’t miss me miss me
Tonight I’m counting on you whiskey whiskey
Tonight I’m counting on you whiskey whiskey
Ooh the only thing that can handle this hell
Is that handle on the shelf, so
Whiskey whiskey, get me drunk
Hit me like some kinda drug
Fix me fix me for the night
Take my mind and make it numb
Yeah, turn my world to black
Like that Number Seven Jack
‘Cause she don’t miss me miss me
Tonight I’m counting on you whiskey whiskey
Tonight I’m counting on you whiskey whiskey
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Lyrics:
Looks bad, I know I’m drunk
So won’t you just go easy on me
You yelled, I cussed
The end of us Hit me like a truck at full speed
What else was I gonna do If I gotta get over you
Ten months went straight out the door
A good thing went straight to hell
Pedal went straight to the floor
No coming back I can tell I shoulda went straight to bed
But I went straight to the bar Whiskey went straight to my head
Goodbye went straight to my heart It’s worse somehow, a third drink down
And I ain’t close to done yet I need more than 80 proof
You gave me too much to lose Now I’m pullin’ on straight
Jack Even though it won’t change that
Ten months went straight out the door
A good thing went straight to hell
Pedal went straight to the floor
No coming back I can tell I shoulda went straight to bed
But I went straight to the bar
Whiskey went straight to my head
Goodbye went straight to my heart
Bullseye, one word
Right where it hurts
Ten months went straight out the door
A good thing went straight to hell
Pedal went straight to the floor
No coming back I can tell
I shoulda went straight to bed
But I went straight to the bar
Whiskey went straight to my head
Goodbye went straight to my heart
Yeah, straight to my heart
Goodbye went straight to my heart
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Lyrics:
Bayou boys live a little risky
Sneaking into games with a water bottle whiskey
Yes ma’am smile but a mean left hook
Know a lot of shit you can’t learn in a book
Like how to kill a cottonmouth with dull shovel
How get some sugar round a cane field fire
Red, white and blue but bleeding gold and purple
Where it never rains on a Saturday night
Way down yonder off the Mississippi
There’s a little town of a hundred fifty
Cypress knees stickin’ outta holy water
Sun’s about as hot as the farmer’s daughter
Catching crawfish in a ditch off the road
Sunday morning praying in your Mossy Oak
Mardi Gras dancing, catching beads
Hurricane twisted, c’est la vie
If you don’t know nothin’ ‘bout ducks or gators
Two finger waves and see ya laters
Slinging delta dirt on jacked up toys
You ain’t never been down to the bayou boy
Bayou boys will buy you a drink
And buy a piece of land where the church bells ring
Take a fan boat flying like it ain’t no thing
Where the swamp and the Spanish moss meet
Way down yonder off the Mississippi
There’s a little town of a hundred fifty
Cypress knees stickin’ outta holy water
Sun’s about as hot as the farmer’s daughter
Catching crawfish in a ditch off the road
Sunday morning praying in your Mossy Oak
Mardi Gras dancing, catching beads
Hurricane twisted, c’est la vie
If you don’t know nothin’ ‘bout ducks or gators
Two finger waves and see ya laters
Slinging delta dirt on jacked up toys
You ain’t never been down to the bayou boy
Let the good times roll, let ‘em all roll
Let that Louisiana heat soothe my soul
Let the good times roll, let ‘em all roll
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Sounds like home
Way down yonder off the Mississippi
There’s a little town of a hundred fifty
Cypress knees stickin’ outta holy water
Sun’s about as hot as the farmer’s daughter
Catching crawfish in a ditch off the road
Sunday morning praying in your Mossy Oak
Mardi Gras dancing, catching beads
Hurricane twisted, c’est la vie
If you don’t know nothin’ ‘bout ducks or gators
Two finger waves and see ya laters
Slinging delta dirt on jacked up toys
You ain’t never been down to the bayou boy
Naw, you never down to the bayou boy
Never been down, never been down to the bayou boy
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Chorus:
On a Monday morning kinda Friday night
My hound ran off and my drink ran dry
That neon shut off at 5 o'clock
And my bronco’s sitting out back on blocks
My southern bell ain’t ringing no more
She flipped me the bird and walked out the door
It all went south but I’m thinking to myself
At least I’m NORTH OF HELL
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NORTH OF HELL CREDITS
Directed by Jesse DeFlorio
Produced by Chris Beyrooty
Director of Photography: Jason Hassell
1st AC: Logan MacDonald
Gaffer: John Edwin Spencer
Colorist: Alexander Schwab
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