The Lonely One

The Lonely One
Copyright 2016 by Wes Tibbets

Verse One

It’s been awhile since she stepped out
Kicked up her heels, let her hair down
She wore her favorite dress, painted her lips
She’s sick and tired of feeling like this

Chorus

It’s over and done
She’s glad he’s gone
She’s tired of being the lonely one
It’s time to move on
And find someone
Tonight she won’t be the lonely one

Verse Two

She’s had enough of being sad
She won’t be going out like that
She’s been hurting bad but now she’s not
She’s laughing out loud, throwing back shots

Chorus

It’s over and done
She’s glad he’s gone
Tonight she won’t be the lonely one
It’s time to move on
And find someone
Tonight she won’t be the lonely one

Bridge

No more cryin’ and dyin’ from the pain inside
Tonight she’s getting on with her life

Chorus

It’s over and done
She’s glad he’s gone
Tonight she won’t be the lonely one
It’s time to move on
And find someone
Tonight she won’t be the lonely one

Tag

Tonight she won’t be….
The lonely one

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A Wild Side

A Wild Side
Copyright 2016 by Wes Tibbets

First Verse

She’s a Georgia peach
Fresh from the tree
She wears tank tops
And cut off jeans
She’s country right down
To her boots
All the way from
Her down home roots

Chorus

She has a wild side
A country mile wide
Her belly and her ears
And her nose are pierced
She likes the night life
She wears her jeans tight
She’s a hot little honey
With a wild side

Second Verse

Good in the kitchen
Even better at fishing
Hides her crazy
And acts like a lady
She likes pickup trucks
And kicking up dust
Luke and whiskey
Makes her frisky

Chorus

She has a wild side
A country mile wide
Her belly and her ears
And her nose are pierced
She likes the night life
She wears her jeans tight
She’s a hot little honey
With a wild side

Bridge

Diamonds are nice and so are pearls
but nothing compares to a country girl

Chorus

She has a wild side
A country mile wide
Her belly and her ears
And her nose are pierced
She likes the night life
She wears her jeans tight
She’s a hot little honey
With a wild side

Tag

She’s a hot little honey
With a wild side

Homemade Wine

Homemade Wine
Copyright 2016 by Wes Tibbets

Verse One

A money kind of honey
In your cowboy boots
With a cute tattoo
That plays peek-a-boo
Like whiskey, no water
There ain’t nothing hotter
Than the homegrown love
Of a farmer’s daughter

Chorus

You taste like grapes
Straight from the vine
I get drunk on your love
Like homemade wine
Baby, you’re a ten
You sure turned out fine
A kiss from your lips
Is like homemade wine

Verse Two

Baby, you got a body
That feels like home
I miss it anytime
That I’m gone too long
You got the kind of moves
That shakes me to my roots
I wonder who taught you
The things that you do

Chorus

You taste like grapes
Straight from the vine
I get drunk on your love
Like homemade wine
Baby, you’re a ten
You sure turned out fine
A kiss from your lips
Is like homemade wine

Bridge

Baby, baby, baby
I want you like crazy
All of the time
And I don’t mean maybe

Chorus

You taste like grapes
Straight from the vine
I get drunk on your love
Like homemade wine
Baby, you’re a ten
You sure turned out fine
A kiss from your lips
Is like homemade wine

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I get drunk on your love
Like homemade wine

If You Like Friday

IF YOU LIKE FRIDAY
Copyright 2016 by Wes Tibbets

FIRST VERSE

The sun sets and the moon comes out
The hands go up and the beer goes down
Got a truck full of honey’s, a pocket full of money
Nobody’s thinking, everybody’s drinking

CHORUS

It’s Friday night and we’re feeling alright
We got it going on, nobody’s going home
It’s Friday night and we’re lighting it up
Howlin’ at the moon in the back of our trucks
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
If you like Friday

SECOND VERSE

Got our 15’s bumping behind the seats
And our tailgates down in the summer heat
Campfire’s going, we’re singin’ and drinkin’
Doing no wrong, just having some fun

CHORUS

It’s Friday night and we’re feeling alright
We got it going on, nobody’s going home
It’s Friday night and we’re lighting it up
Howlin’ at the moon in the back of our trucks
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up
If you like Friday

BRIDGE

No one cares if we stay here
All night long, drinking our beer

CHORUS

It’s Friday night and we’re feeling alright
We got it going on, nobody’s going home
It’s Friday night and we’re lighting it up
Howlin’ at the moon in the back of our trucks
Put your hands up, put your hands up, put your hands up

TAG

Yeah,
Put your hands up, Put your hands up, Put your hands up
If you like Friday

Any Better Than This

VERSE ONE

I’ve been working all week
Sweating in the sun
It’s time for this country boy
To have some fun
I open up the motor
And let the horses run
I’m going to the lake
For some fun in the sun

CHORUS

Turn me on, turn me loose
Let it rip
Life doesn’t get
Any better than this
A good lookin’ honey
Baby, give me a kiss
Life doesn’t get
Any better than this

VERSE TWO

You got the kinda body
That drives me wild
You’re driving me crazy
By a country mile
With a come and get me look
And those bedroom eyes
With a little bit of luck
I’ll get lucky tonight

CHORUS

Turn me on, turn me loose
Let it rip
Life doesn’t get
Any better than this
A good lookin’ honey
Baby, give me a kiss
Life doesn’t get
Any better than this

BRIDGE

A cold one, sun and fun
And your sweet lips
Yeah, life doesn’t get
Any better than this

CHORUS

Turn me on, turn me loose
Let it rip
Life doesn’t get
Any better than this
A good lookin’ honey
Baby, give me a kiss
Life doesn’t get
Any better than this

TAG

C’mon baby
Give me a kiss
Life doesn’t get
Any better than this

The Country Type

i was taught good manners
“yes sir”, “yes ma’am”
tip my hat to the ladies
that’s the kind of guy i am
born to tennesee hills
my family farmed the land
raised on hard work
i earned my farmer’s tan

(chorus)
i’m the country type
down to earth kind of guy
backwards by a country mile
half crazy, half wild
the country type
redneck bonafide
straight up, no bull, no hype
the country type

when push comes to shove
you can bet i’ll shove right back
the last thing you wanna do
is to mess with my hat
i’m proud to be american
a beer drinkin’ son of a gun
workin’ til the cows come home
then work as hard to have some fun

chorus

girl, you’re from the city
so let me help you understand
there ain’t nothing stronger
than the love of a country man

chorus

girl, you should know by now this ain’t no hype
i’m the country type

©2015 Wes Tibbets and floyd jane. All rights reserved.

Funny Little Feeling

Funny Little Feeling
Copyright 2015 by Wes Tibbets/ Kip Marchetti

VERSE ONE

I don’t want to rush things
So I’ll just bite my tongue
I wanna say three little words
But I don’t wanna jump the gun
I’m gonna just take it slow
Leave it on cruise control
I’m gonna wait til the time is right
Further down the road

CHORUS

I’ve got a feeling
Burning in my soul
It’s a raging desire
Going out of control
It starts with an I
And ends with you
I got a funny feelin’
Can you feel it too

VERSE TWO

There I went and said it
I’ve put it all on the line
It’s your turn to say it too
If it’s the way you feel inside
You say you’re so excited
Baby, I know what you mean
I’ve been carryin’ that same feelin’
Everywhere with me

CHORUS

I’ve got a feelin’
Burning in my soul
It’s a raging desire
Going out of control
It starts with an I
And ends with you
I got a funny feelin’
Can you feel it too

BRIDGE

This bottled up emotion
Is more than just a notion
I can’t hold it inside
When you’re always on my mind

CHORUS

I’ve got a feelin’
Burning in my soul
It’s a raging desire
Going out of control
It starts with an I
And ends with you
I got a funny feelin’
Can you feel it too

TAG

I got a funny feelin’
Can you feel it too