If You're Going Through Hell

Written By Rivers Rutherford and Dave Berg

Well we grew up down by the railroad tracks
shootin BB's at old beer cans
Choakin' on the smoke from a lucky strike
somebody lifted off his old man

We were Football Flunkies
Southern Rock Junkies
Crankin' up the stereo's
Singing Loud and Proud
to '"Gimmie Three Steps'" '"Simple Man'" and '"Curtis Loew'"
We were big yuh know

Got some discount Knowledge at the Jr. Collage
Where we majored in beer and girls
It was all real funny 'til we ran out of money
and they threw us out into the world

Yeah the kids that thought they'd run this town
ain't a runnin' much of anything
just lovin' and laughin' and bustin' our asses
and we all call it all livin' the dream

These are my people
This is where I come from
Were givin' this life everything we got and then some
It ain't always pretty
But its real
It's the way we were made
Wouldn't have it any other way
These are my people

Well We take it all week on the chin with a grin
'til we make it to a friday night
And it's church league softball
holler about a bad call
preacher breaking up the fight

Then later on at the Green Light Tavern
Well everybody is gathered as friends
And the beers a pourin'
'til Monday Mornin'
and we start it all over again

These are my people
This is where I come from
Were givin' this life everything we got and then some
It ain't always pretty
but it's real
It's the way we were made
Wouldn't have it any other way
These Are My People

We fall Down and We get up
We walk proud and We talk tough
We got heart and We got nerve
Even If we are a bit disturbed

Woo Come on

These are my people
This is where I come from
Were givin' this life everything we got and then some
It ain't always pretty
but it's real
Its the way we were made
Wouldn't have it any other way Ah naw
These Are My People Yeah woo

Atkins, Hambridge, Minor

Fried pickles beer chicken crawfishing in the creek
wild turkey deer jerky tough as tarzan’s feet
hot women skinny swimmin’ barely belly button deep
can turn muddy river water into sweet sweet tea
little hayloft lovin’ in the barn behind the house
there’s no doubt about what I love about the South
Loretta Lynn Maker’s Mark that’s Kentucky as can be
Jack Daniels Dolly Parton oh the hills of Tennessee
finger pickin’ bluegrass blowing in the wind around here
we believe the Book of John and we drive John Deere’s
and when the devil came to Georgia Mr. Daniels showed him out there’s no
doubt about what I love about the South
what I love (what I love) about the south (about the south)
ain’t nothing like a dixie fix so come on down
what I love about the south
southern bells with a drawl make you stop and drop your jaw
come on yall shut yo mouth
that’s what I love about the south

Grew up down here and it’s where I’ll grow my kids
Old McDonald had a daughter get her done got her did
Corn grows in rows on a cob but it flows from a jar
in a rocky top bar
A little fountain from the mountain even made the possum shout
that’s what I love about the South
what I love (what I love) about the south (about the south)
If you need a dixie fix just come on down
what I love about the south
southern bells with a drawl make you stop and drop your jaw
come on yall shut yo mouth
that’s what I love about the south

when the fox is on the run you don’t feed the hound
you don’t feed the hound when the fox is on the run
cause that dog won’t hunt

Rodney Atkins, Steve Dean, Gene White

Driving thru town just my boy and me
with a happy meal in his booster seat
knowing that he couldn’t have the toy till his nuggets were gone
green traffic light turned straight to red
I hit my brakes mumbled under my breath
as fries went a flying and his orange drink covered his lap
well then my four year old said a four letter word
that started with s and I’s concerned
so I said son where did you learn to talk like that

(chorus)
(he said) I’ve been a watching you dad ain’t that cool
I’m your bucka roo I wanna be like you
eat all my food and grow as tall you are
I said cowboy boots and camo pants
we’re just alike hey ain’t we dad
I wanna do everything you do
so I’ve been watching you
we got back home and I went to the barn
bowed my head and I prayed real hard
said Lord please help me help my stupid self
then this side of bedtime later that night
I was turning on my son’s scooby doo nightlight
and he crawled out of bed and he got down on his knees
he closed his little eyes folded his little hands
and spoke to God like he was talking to a friend
I said son where’d you learn to pray like that

(chorus)
(he said) I’ve been a watching you dad ain’t that cool
I’m your bucka roo I wanna be like you
eat all my food and grow as tall you are
we like fixing things and holding Mama’s hand
we’re just alike hey that can’t be bad
I wanna do everything you do
so I’ve been watching you
with tears in my eyes I wrapped him in a hug
and I said my little bear is growing up
he said but when I’m big I’ll still know what to do

(chorus)
(he said) I’ve been a watching you dad ain’t that cool
I’m your bucka roo I wanna be like you
eat all my food and grow as tall you are
I’ll be strong as you and superman
we’ll be just alike hey won’t we dad
I’m gonna do everything you do
so I’ve been watching you

Written By Casey Beathard, Marla Cannon-Goodman

The Declaration of Independence
Think I could tell you that first sentence
But then I’m lost

I can't begin to count the theories
I've had pounded in my head
That I forgot

I don't remember all that Spanish
Or the Gettysburg address
But there is one speech from high school
I'll never forget

(Chorus)
Come on in boy sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter do you now?
Yeah we think she's something else
She's her daddy's girl
Her momma's world
She deserves respect
That’s what she'll get
Ain’t it son?
Hey y'all run along and have some fun
I'll see you when you get back
Bet I’ll be up all night
Still cleanin' this gun

Well now that I’m a father
I’m scared to death one day my daughter
Is gonna find
That teenage boy I used to be
That seems to have just one thing on his mind

She’s growin' up so fast
It won't be long before
I’ll have to put the fear of god into
Some kid at the door

(Chorus)
Come on in boy sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter do you now?
Yeah we think she's something else
She's her daddy's girl
Her momma's world
She deserves respect
That’s what she'll get
Now ain't it son?
Y’all go out and have some fun
I'll see you when you get back
Probably be up all night
Still cleanin' this gun

Now it's all for show
Ain’t nobody gonna get hurt
It’s just a daddy thing
And hey, believe me, man it works

(Chorus)
Come on in boy sit on down
And tell me about yourself
So you like my daughter do you now?
Yeah we think she's something else
She's her daddy's girl
Her momma's world
She deserves respect
That’s what she'll get
Now ain't it son?
Y’all run along and have a little fun
I'll see you when you get back
Probably be up all night
Still cleanin' this gun

Son, now y'all buckle up and have her back by te- let's say about nine...thirty.
Drive safe.

Rodney Atkins, Dave Berg, Sam Tate, Annie Tate

Old grayfence tarchip road
Martin’s creek almost home
whitetail doe on a one lane bridge
around the bend up on the ridge theres’s Thompson’s Barn
leaning just a little
Miss Myra’s store smell the barbecue
make you stop for gas when you don’t need to
least 20 miles to the nearest town
hills and hollers all around
and there’s me right there in the middle

(Chorus)
In the middle of what matters most
father’s son’s and the Holy Ghost
open hearts and unlocked doors
it’s a way of life worth dying (fighting) for
if you wonderin’ where I’ll be
Take out a map and find Tennessee
you’ll find me than right there in the middle
smack dab
There’s a rick of wood stacked by the porch
black lab pup scratching at the door
Two little boys yellin’ daddy’s back
next thing I know it’s a wrestling (tickling) match
and that’s me yeah that’s me smack dab in the middle
Middle of nowhere nowhere I’d rather be
the good lord up above and his earth beneath my feet
surrounded by folks who love me

Written by Kent Agee and Michael Lunn

I woke up the same way this morning
Like a stranger in my own life
Tired and confused with too much to do
Nothing left for my kids and my wife
Oh I clung to that first cup of coffee
Praying god, won't you show me what's real
Then out in the distance I saw through the window
A man on a tractor with a dog in a field

The dog walked just like it was smiling
The man drove like the world was all right
The tractor hummed on like a part of a song
That you sing to your children at night
His work was laid out there before him
In rows of green, his whole life was revealed
Oh what I wouldn't give if I could just live
Like a man on a tractor with a dog in a field

[Chorus:]

Let me do what I'm doing
Let me be where I am
Let me find peace of mind
On my own piece of land
When I'm lost, help me to let go
And find someway to feel
Like a man on a tractor with a dog in a field

There I was watching and wondering
My wife came down and sat beside me
She said. "it's not about living another man's life
It's about seeing your own differently
Oh this home that I love and my children
What more could one man hope to yield
Then she touched my face
And said, "there's more than one way
To be a man on a tractor with a dog in a field

[repeat chorus]

Written by Rodney Atkins, Ted Hewitt, Danny Simpson

I had every intention of getting hammered here tonight
I gave my truck keys to the bar keep
Said "dave, don't you dare let me drive"
In the middle of this bottle
I drank my train of thought off track
So I've gotta stop drinking or start rethinking my reason for throwing them back

Cause it's just wasted whiskey trying to drink you off my mind
There ain't enough bourbon behind this bar
And I ain't got that kinda time
So I'm gonna stand while I can and raise my glass
Toast every time you kiss me
Cause drinking to forget about you
Is wasted whiskey

So here's to new beginnings and to the memories
And cheers to your mamma and daddy cause they were right about you and me
And here's to milsap on the jukebox and to your new friends you've found
And here's to our joint account, master card cause I'm buying the whole house a round

[Repeat chorus]

It's just wasted whiskey trying to drink you off my mind
There aint enough bourbon behind this bar
And I aint got that kinda time
I'm gonna stand while I can and raise my glass
Toast every single time you ever kissed me
Cause drinking to forget about you
Is wasted whiskey
Drinking to forget about you
That's just wasted whiskey

Written by Rodney Atkins, Billy Kirsch

My friends say they're proud of me
For taking our breakup so casually
But they don't see what lies beneath my smile
It appears that I'm okay
And I moved on when you walked away
But the truth is since you said goodbye

[Chorus]
I'm invisibly shaken and quietly breakin'
Desperately takin' one breath at a time
Beneath this composure I know it's over
Baby I'm dying cause you can't be mine
But I will never show the toll it's taking
Cause I'm invisibly shaken

If it looks like I don't care
It's not killing me seeing you here
And hearing you say you want to try us again
Believe me it ain't easy being this cool
But too many times girl I've been your fool
And I know I'd just end up here again

[Chorus]
Invisibly shaken and quietly breakin'
Desperately takin' one breath at a time
Beneath this composure I know it's over
But baby I'm dying cause you can't be mine
But I will never show the toll it's taking
Cause I'm invisibly shaken

Baby I'm dying cause you can't be mine
But I will never show the toll it's taking
Cause I'm invisibly shaken

Written by Rodney Atkins, Nicole Witt, Bobby Tomberlin

She said I’ve been up all night and half-scared to death
I can smell the liquor on your breath
I paid for your rehab with my ira
boy your daddy’s be turning in his grave
she said son I’ve done all mama can do
I can save myself but I can't save you

he said I wished you and Jesus would get off my back
they said his truck was doing 90 when he crashed
I bet it gets so quiet in heaven sometimes
even god cries when an angels hands are tied

they said honey grown-ups do this all the time
and tears welled up in their little girls eyes
they said now it's not something that you've done
it just that mommy and daddy don't get along

she said do you guys mean that you need a time out
and that daddy's gonna move to a different house
they said you'll have two bedrooms you’re a lucky kid
she said what about checkers, where's he gonna live
I bet it gets so quiet in heaven sometimes
even god cries when an angels hands are tied

she prays, angels watch me through the night
stay by my side till morning light
god bless mama, god bless daddy
keep us together and happy
I bet it gets so quiet in heaven sometimes
even god cries when an angels hands are tied

Written by Sam Tate, Annie Tate, Dave Berg

Well you know those times
When you feel like there's a sign there on your back
Says I don't mind if ya kick me
Seems like everybody has
Things go from bad to worse
You'd think they can't get worse than that
And then they do

You step off the straight and narrow
And you don't know where you are
Use the needle of your compass
To sew up your broken heart
Ask directions from a genie
In a bottle of Jim Beam
And she lies to you
That's when you learn the truth

If you're going through hell
Keep on going, don't slow down
If you're scared, don't show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there

Well I been deep down in that darkness
I been down to my last match
Felt a hundred different demons
Breathing fire down my back
And I knew that if I stumbled
I'd fall right into the trap that they were laying, yeah

But the good news
Is there's angels everywhere out on the street
Holding out a hand to pull you back up on your feet
The one's that you've been dragginig for so long
You're on your knees
You maight as well be praying
Guess what I'm saying
If your going through hell
Keep on going, don't slow down
If you're scared don't show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there

Yeah, If you're going through hell
Keep on moving, face that fire
Walk right through it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there

If you're going through hell
Keep on going, don't slow down
If you're scared don't show it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there

Yeah, If you're going through hell
Keep on moving, face that fire
Walk right through it
You might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there
Yeah, you might get out
Before the devil even knows you're there.