I'll always be a fan of ol' stray dogs and guitars playin'. One room churches, back road walks and front porch swingin'. Sunset skies, bonfire nights… - Tim McGraw

I don't ever wanna wake up, looking into someone else's eyes.
Another voice calling me baby on the other end of the phone.
A new girl putting on her makeup before dinner on Friday night.
No, I don't ever wanna know. Oh, oh.
No other shotgun rider, beside me, singin' to the radio.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh.

Kisses sweeter than Tupelo honey.
Little bit crazy like New Orleans.
Memphis blue and Daytona sunny.
Soft as cotton in some cut-off jeans.
Don't you know, ain't nothing in the whole wide world like a Southern girl.

Ooh, ooh, ooh, I wanna go crazy, you can go crazy too.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I wanna go crazy, I wanna go crazy with you.
Everybody sayin' "Woah, how sweet it is. Woah."
Yeah, it felt good on my lips.