It's Me

by Chris Bullard

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rubedually PayDirt is my favorite because it resonates with my life right now. the lotto tickets the girl with green eyes it's like the song was written FOR ME!
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Track Name: Pay Dirt
Pay Dirt
Written by: Chris Bullard and JD Wood

I'm clocked out and windin’ down a long day for this workin' man
I'll make a pit stop at the quick stop put some Power Ball numbers in my hand
Maybe this time I'll guess'em right but either way I'm still gonna win
I'm ridin' high, I'm set for life cause she's sittin' on the porch when I pull in

She's my jackpot baby
I got it made
And I’m movin’ on up

She’s my lucky streak
I got all I need
In her sweet love

I hit Pay Dirt
She’s more than I deserve
Million-dollar smile and those emerald eyes
Good Lord what a lucky break

The way she shines
Brighter than a diamond mine
She’s a winnin’ ticket oh man I hit it
Big when I found her
Pay dirt

When we roll downtown to the star lounge and spin around a sawdust floor
I see the wise guys with the wide eyes like kids in a candy store
Oh and I feel like a big deal from the way she's holdin' my hand
Yeah but I know her heart of gold's what makes me a rich man

I hit Pay Dirt
She’s more than I deserve
Million-dollar smile and those emerald eyes
Good Lord what a lucky break

The way she shines
Brighter than a diamond mine
She’s a winnin’ ticket oh man I hit it
Big when I found her
Pay dirt

She's my jackpot baby
I got it made
And I’m Movin’ on up

She’s my lucky streak
I got all I need
In her sweet love

She's my jackpot baby
I got it made
And I’m Movin’ on up

She’s my lucky streak
I got all I need
In her sweet love

I hit Pay Dirt
She’s more than I deserve
Million-dollar smile and those emerald eyes
Good Lord what a lucky break

The way she shines
Brighter than a diamond mine
She’s a winnin’ ticket oh man I hit it
Big when I found her
Pay dirt

I hit pay dirt
She’s my jackpot baby
She’s my lucky streak
She’s a winnin’ ticket oh man I hit it
Big when I found her
Pay dirt
Track Name: Give It a Shot
Give It A Shot
Written by: Chris Bullard, Ross King and Jordan Critz

Sittin' in here drinkin' cheap beer
Just mindin' my own business
Then you walk in and my heart falls in my boots

You shoot me that glance and I see my chance
Lord knows I'm not religious
But I send one up order one up and make my move

A little southern comfort is sure gonna help
Me take the edge off and tell myself

Give it a shot
Come'on stir up the nerve to chase this feelin'
What've ya got to lose throw it down and make the most of this moment
Regret and whiskey are a dangerous mix
So pour on some spirit and give faith a kick
Give it a shot

She said
I don't have time for pickup lines
Your words will just be wasted
So give it to me straight and don't water this down

I said
I agree that talk is cheep
So why don’t we just take this
On that sawdust floor and let me spin you around

Give it a shot
Come'on stir up the nerve to chase this feelin'
What've ya got to lose throw it down and make the most of this moment
Regret and whiskey are a dangerous mix
So pour on some spirit and give faith a kick
Give it a shot

The buzz that we're on in a moment like this
Got me thinkin' bout thinkin' bout a topshelf kiss

The beat of that drum and the sway of your hips
Are movin' me movin' me to a top-shelf kiss

The fire in your eyes and the shine on your lips
I can't resist just can't resist

Give it a shot
Come'on stir up the nerve to chase this feelin'
What've ya got to lose throw it down and make the most of this moment
Regret and whiskey are a dangerous mix
So pour on some spirit and give faith a kick
Give it a shot

Give it a shot
Give it a shot, baby
Yeah give it a shot
Give it a shot
Track Name: Stuck
Stuck
Written by: Chris Bullard and Jared Hard

I’ve head on down and I hit up that corner store
I’m going to the lake no I can’t wait no more
I’ve got a little cash and gotta little booze
Splashed a little gasoline on my shoes
Thrown it all up in the back of my truck
Come ‘on let’s get stuck in a country song

When the weathers this fine it’s hard to fight
Just a couple of times sayin’ hey y’all
Drink a few beers on water that clear
And I bet we’ll hear some banjos
Part-time hillbilly
Feels so naturally
Come with me baby come along
And get stuck in a country song

I’ll grab a cooler and you bring an inner tube
I’ll untie the line and I’ll crank up my Evinrude
I know a little spot in the back of a cove
Where them white-collared yachts don’t ever go
We’ll drink a little drink on a red clay bank
Baby let’s get stuck

When the weathers this fine it’s hard to fight
Just a couple of times sayin’ hey y’all
Drink a few beers on water that clear
And I bet we’ll hear some banjos
Part-time hillbilly
Feels so naturally
Come with me baby come along
And get stuck in a country song

When it gets dark and that moon gets higher
We’ll cuddle close next to a fire
With a little luck when that sun comes up
Maybe we’ll stay stuck

When it gets dark and that moon gets higher
We’ll cuddle close next to a fire
With a little luck when that sun comes up
Maybe we’ll stay stuck

Cause when the weathers this fine it’s hard to fight
Just a couple of times sayin’ hey y’all
Drink a few beers on water that clear
And I bet we’ll hear some banjos
Part-time hillbilly
Feels so naturally
Come with me baby come along
And get stuck in a country song

Let’s get stuck in a country song
Track Name: It's Me
It’s Me
Written by: Chris Bullard and Rick Garoutte

The whiskey's all gone
And I'm feelin' what I didn't wanna feel

I hate wakin' up like this
Oh dreamin' bout your kiss it's all too real

If I could go back
I'd do some things better
Maybe then you'd still be
Holdin' on to forever

I'm still the same guy
You loved from the start
If there's anyone still thinkin' we
Could've made it that far

It's me
Baby it's me

Last night I had too much
And I walked right up to a girl
The second she turned around
My heart bout fell down to the floor

She was missin' that smile
I was hopin' to see
And we danced through a song
You and me used to sing

She bought me a round
And I thought it all through
Looked in her eyes, apologized
And said girl it's not you

It's me
Yeah, it's me

I fight it like hell
Every time I get the urge
Cause not hearin' you baby
Makes missin' you worse

It's like you ain't feelin'
What we used to be
I've tried reachin' you, even callin' you
You gotta hear it ring

It's me
Baby it's me
Honey it's me
Yeah you know it's me

The whiskey's all gone
And I'm feelin' what I didn't wanna feel
Track Name: I Can't Say
I Can’t Say
Written by: Matt Fleener, Megan James and Nick Diamond

Well here we go that yellow glow
Is cuttin' in through the blinds
Stayed up again now it's 10 AM
And it's still on my mind
For better or worse turns out it hurts
More than it heals sometimes

Well you could've had a man that made it easy to get by just like
The kind your folks wanted you to find
And I've wondered why you've stood beside me staring up into the sky
Hanging round for rain when it's been dry
If I were in your shoes
I can't say I'd love me like you do

When we are young things aren't this tough
And most the pictures are lies
But life breaks you in and love get's new skin
Just so it can survive
A matter a fact you taught me that
There's no such thing as goodbye

Well you could've had a man that made it easy to get by just like
The kind your folks wanted you to find
And I've wondered why you've stood beside me staring up into the sky
Hanging round for rain when it's been dry
If I were in your shoes
I can't say I'd love me like you do

Well you could've had a man that made it easy to get by just like
The kind your folks wanted you to find
And I've wondered why you've stood beside me staring up into the sky
Hanging round for rain when it's been dry
If I were in your shoes
I can't say I'd love me like you do
Track Name: I Still Do It
I Know It’s The Devil But I Still Do It
Written by: Chris Bullard and Rick Garoutte

Every time my ol' Bronco bucks me off here at the bar
I find some ice-cold beer on tap that's been tuggin' on my heart
I'll make a deal down in Georgia like Charlie Daniels did
Then unwind in some angle's eyes and fall into a fiery kiss

I know, I know, I know
It's the devil but I still do it

These idle hands start prayin' when temptation's at my door
And I fight like hell and tell myself man ya got this by the horns
In a flash I'll strike that match and get more than a little lit

Yeah I know, I know, I know
It's the devil but I
Still do it

It's all fuzzy the next mornin' wakin' up slow in my boots
It's a blessin' I don't get fired cause it's a job to not hit snooze
But I call in with my white lies then testify to all my friends
Don't ya love those miracles sent down from honky-tonk heaven

I know, I know, I know
It's the devil but I still do it

These idle hands start prayin' when temptation's at my door
And I fight like hell and tell myself man ya got this by the horns
In a flash I'll strike that match and get more than a little lit

Yeah I know, I know, I know
It's the devil but I still do it

My soul knows the secret
Why I may never quit
Cause a woman holdin' whiskey
Sure sounds good to my lips
Feels so good on my lips

These idle hands start prayin' when temptation's at my door
And I fight like hell and tell myself man ya got this by the horns
In a flash I'll strike that match and get more than a little lit

Yeah I know, I know, I know
It's the devil but I
And I know, I know, I know
It's the devil but I still do it
Track Name: Whiskey Over Diamonds
Whiskey Over Diamonds
Written by: Chris Bullard and Rick Garoutte

Been sizing things up
Why love costs so damn much
My 10-carrot princess
Cut my heart I can’t believe it
How quick a fire can burn out of sweet love

She threw that thing at the wall
Swore she'd never take it off
I swapped it all at the pawn
To line'em up all night long,
Ain't it What ya do when the glitter and stone is all gone

Give me whiskey over diamonds
Nothin' but the finest
When a rock turns ice cold
Don't ya just wanna hold
What'll get through the night shinin’
Give me whiskey over diamonds

I'm done weighing things out
I'm seein' real clear right now
There's a jewel on the floor
Swayin' back and a fourth
But if her sparkle gets me reachin' for more

Give me whiskey over diamonds
Nothin' but the finest
When a rock turns ice cold
Don't ya just wanna hold
What'll get through the night shinin’
Give me whiskey over diamonds

I was kinda surprised
When that girl walked on over
Found a spot at the bar next to me
And on her hand I hardly noticed
That faded pale circle
But what she ordered sure had a nice ring

Give me whiskey over diamonds
Nothin' but the finest
When a rock turns ice cold
Don't ya just wanna hold
What'll get through the night shinin’
Give me whiskey over diamonds
Oh yeah and it keeps a good night still shinin’
Give me whiskey over diamonds
Whiskey over diamonds

I know love’s got its luster and we’ve all got our flaws
We both sat right there and polished’em off
Track Name: Dirt On Their Wings
Dirt On Their Wings
Written by: Chris Bullard and Robyn Collins

You’re starin’ at the floor
You cain't look me in the eyes
The halo round' your heart
Is like a flickerin' old church sign

I know this is tough, but pull your chin up
It's okay that you're not a saint
Cause you need to know, that you’re worth more
Than what you seem to think

When ya get lost
When ya have falls
Baby don't be hard on yourself
Go give it your best
Nobody's perfect
Run until there's nothin' left
Cause life was meant for livin'
Don't stop dreamin'
And reachin' for the heavenlies
Remember sometimes even angels get dirt on their wings

Remember who you are
When fear brings you in
Your faith's as high as stars
But ya grounded by your sin

Now it may get worse the pain and the hurt but
They only prove you're alive
Right here in the misted of your brokenness
Is where you'll learn to fly

When ya get lost
When ya have falls
Baby don't be hard on yourself
Go give it your best
Nobody's perfect
Run until there's nothin' left
Cause life was meant for livin'
Don't stop dreamin'
And reachin' for the heavenlies
Remember sometimes even angels get dirt on their wings

When ya get lost
When ya have falls
Baby don't be hard on yourself
Go give it your best
Nobody's perfect
Run until there's nothin' left
Cause life was meant for livin'
Don't stop dreamin'
And reachin' for the heavenlies
Remember sometimes even angels get dirt on their wings
Yeah even them angels get dirt on their wings
Track Name: Red Dirt Palace
Red Dirt Palace
Written by: Chris Bullard and Jack Doyle

Tin foil antenna on the RCA
AC unit in the window
Patched up holes in the ol' screen door
And 4 bald tires underneath this home

The rust colored siding could use some paint
Besides that things are lookin' great at

The red dirt palace
No better place to be
A Lazy Boy for a throne
A solo cup full of Crown
We're bonafide back wood kings and queens

Look for finer things but take it from me
Bet you don't find nothin' like this
The five star two thumbs up
Red dirt palace

Olympic size watering hole filled to the brim
And a furry lifeguard named Max
It ain't just for swimmin' it's all stocked for fishin'
No catch and release, start the grill and relax

When we turn in we don't bolt the doors
Cuase we’re sleepin' with a .44 at

Red dirt palace
Y’all come as you are
Yeah we may be broke
But we got Cash in our hearts
Sing some Ring Of Fire and drink bootleg from a jar

Look for finer things but take it from me
Bet you don't find nothin' like this
The five star two thumbs up
Red dirt palace

She may have a her flaws
But there's no place you'd rather get away from it all, then

The Red Dirt Palace
It's the place to be
You park where ya want
Where there ain't a lawn
We haven’t had that kinda grass since 93' at

Red dirt palace
Ya'll come as you are
Yeah we may be broke
But we got Cash in our hearts
Sing some Ring Of Fire and drink bootleg from a jar

Look for finer things but take it from me
Bet you don't find nothin' like this
The five star two thumbs up
Red dirt palace

Take it from me there's no better way
To make friends and family jealous
Than a first class stamped postcard from
The Red Dirt Palace
Track Name: Oklahoma Girl
Oklahoma Girl
Written by: Chris Bullard and Rebekah Bullard

She's sweet as syrup but tough as bricks
Be the first one to tell ya how it is
When your heart is restless she'll keep ya calm
When she raps ya up in her gentle arms

She says follow your heart and trust the Lord above
I've never heard a woman pray like she does
Few have had the faith or lived this more
Than an Oklahoma girl from 1934

We're all slaves to the hands tickin' on the clock
Doin' what we can on borrowed time we got
But her beauty and grace
Has put time in its place

When life's taken more then it's willin' to give
She's never backin' down but she's diggin' in
She's a picture of strong
And gettin' better all along

You can see it in the story that her life has told
And time keeps on polishin' her heart of gold

She's like a firecracker on the 4th of July
She stands up for truth you want her on your side
She faces life head-on with full-on class
She knows what you need and you won’t have to ask

We're all slaves to the hands tickin' on the clock
Doin' what we can on borrowed time we got
But her beauty and grace
Has put time in it's place

When life's taken more then it's willin' to give
She's never backin' down but she's diggin' in
She's a picture of strong
And gettin' better all along

You can see it in the story that her life has told
And time keeps on polishin' her heart of gold

She's got a smile that makes you feel like home
Her laugh draws you in you won't wanna go
You could travel to the ends of this big ol' world
But you won’t find nothin’ like my Oklahoma girl
Track Name: Where You Are
Where You Are
Written by: Chris Bullard and Rick Garoutte

So easy to picture ya down by the river back home
Talkin' to ya mama in the middle of the night on that back porch
Or maybe out there you're driving around
Doin' you're best tryin' to figure this out
Baby oh baby I don't need a map
Just dial me in on where it is you’re at

I'll meet ya where you are
No better place for these hearts
If ya give me a call
Could be takin' off
So you can land in these arms

I'll be there in no time
I miss starin' in those eyes,
I'll love you through the dark
No matter how far
I'll meet you where you are

I been thinkin' too much about your sweet touch it was so good
Nothin' beats the feelin' of 2 hearts beatin' in a love you'd hate to lose
I've seen ya out there outrunnin’ the lonely
I recognize it it almost owned me
It went a little further than I thought it would go
I think you oughtta know

I'll meet ya where you are
No better place for these hearts
If ya give me a call
Could be takin' off
So you can land in these arms

I'll be there in no time
I miss starin' in those eyes,
I'll love you through the dark
No matter how far
I'll meet you where you are

We’ve been spun in circles
But I know it's worth it
Don't ya gotta be lost to get found

No matter how many corners
I'll make the turn
To find which one you're around

I'll meet ya where you are
No better place for these hearts
If ya give me a call
Could be takin' off
So you can land in these arms

I'll be there in no time
I miss starin' in those eyes,
I'll love you through the dark
No matter how far
I'll meet you where you are