Mike Whiteley

Mike Whiteley
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

Never Nashville

By Mike Whiteley

7-13-15

 

I spend my life just waiting for some good news

But, disappointment seems to rule most days

I try to write a song that ain’t about you

But, my heart just throws you in there anyway

 

I’ve played the bars for 15 years and counting

Sometimes I see your face out on the floor

Every time my phone rings I keep hoping

But, there’s only two calls that I’m waiting for

 

But, It’s never Nashville, It’s never you

It’s someone I don’t want to talk to, and it’s all that I can do

Not to scream and tell ‘em that I’m waiting for a call ….. or two

But, it’s never Nashville, it’s never you

 

Maybe I should just move on and stop this dreaming

Somebody big will sing the songs I write

But, when it comes to you who am I joking?

I guess some dreams are never meant to die

 

But, I’ll keep my cell phone paid up, turned on next to me

Praying that the right calls will come through

I always hope it’s you, or Tennessee

If I had to pick just one I don’t know what I’d choose

 

It’s never Nashville, It’s never you

It’s someone I don’t care to talk to, and it’s all that I can do

Not to hit the end call button so the right call can come through

But, it’s never Nashville, it’s never you

 

In my dreams you’re sitting with me, ‘cause you finally came back home

We hear the ring and both look down, it’s Nashville on the phone

 

It’s never Nashville, It’s never you

It’s someone I don’t care to talk to, and it’s all that I can do

Not to scream and tell ‘em that I’m waiting for a call ….. or two

But, it’s never Nashville, it’s never you

 

 So everyday I’ll spend waiting for a call, or two

But, it’s Never Nashville, it’s Never you

Vocals by Twyla Foreman
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

You Can’t (65 bpm)

Mike Whiteley and Linda Cogburn

V1

You can’t drop by to see me, just when you’re lonely

You can’t just call me up, when you’re down

You can’t expect me to sit forever just waiting on your next move

You can’t, no you can’t

 

You can’t expect me to cry for you anymore

You can’t keep using my heart like a revolving door

No, you can’t expect to hold me, and then expect me to not want more

You can’t, no you can’t

 

ch

You can’t tell me that I’m not good for you

You can’t tell me that she loves you like I do

Can you tell me why it’s so hard for you to choose?

Can you explain? No you can’t

 

V2

You can’t keep running to her, and then back to me

You can’t just play with my heart ‘cause it’s on my sleeve

You can’t say the word forever, then make me worry that you’re gonna leave

You Can’t, No you can’t

 

Br

Still you’re standing here telling me you’ll change

But, I know you Boy, and I know that you can’t

 

 

(final chorus)

You can’t come around, I changed the locks on all my doors

And you can’t fool me I’ve heard all your lies before

But, here you are, you wanna see me once again

Let me explain, No you can’t

Vocals by Chad Austin
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

The Walk

By Mike Whiteley

11-11-12

I can’t stand nobody, and I hate who I’ve become

If tomorrow’s like today I may break down

I’m giving everything I’ve got to this race that we all run

But, I don’t feel like I’m gaining any ground

I’ve got questions but no answers, and no doubt I’m gonna fall

It’s harder every day to fake a smile

Maybe I should just start walking, and stop heading for the wall

And see what’s waiting after that first mile

 

Ch

I think I’ll walk

I’ll leave everything behind me, my troubles won’t know where to find me

I can leave behind this haze I’m in and step in to the clear

Yeah, I’ll walk

One step and then another, There’s lots of ground to cover

I may not know what’s up ahead, but I know what’s waiting here

So, I think I’ll walk

 

I think I’ll have myself a yard sale, and give Goodwill all the rest

Buy a map, pick a spot, then, hell, who knows

Everyone will think I’m crazy, they’ll prob’ly say I’m giving up

But I’ll go crazy man, if I don’t hit the road

I’ll walk

Br

There’s no need to put my thumb out, ‘cause I don’t want a ride

In my new life there’s no hurry, I just take it all in stride

 

And I walk

I left everything behind me, trouble don’t know where to find me

I got out of that cloudy haze and stepped into the clear

Yeah, I walk

One step and then another, there’s so much ground to cover

And the answers might be up ahead, I can feel ‘em growing near

So, I walk

Yeah, I walk

Vocals by Twyla Foreman
Written by Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

  I gave you your last second chance

‘cause I was too scared to walk away

But, now I’ve given all I’m gonna give

And, I’m not too scared today 

And, yeah, I know I’m in for hard times

But, it can’t compare to what you’ve put me through

And even though I know I’ll be alone

I’ll take lonely over you

 

I’ll take lonely over you

Seems like the only thing to do

‘cause I ain’t gonna hang around

To see what else you put me through 

They say the devil that you know

It beats the devil that you don’t

I just don’t believe that’s true

So, I’ll take lonely over you

  

You won’t ever see my face again

Because I plan to disappear

And, just to make sure that you know I’m gone

I left a note taped to your beer

And, now I’m headed out to find me

I’m not on a search for someone else

I’ve been lonely for so long with you

I wanna try lonely by myself

  

Well, when you get home from work tonight, you prob’ly won’t believe I’m really gone

But, you better start believing, and, you better believe that I won’t be lonely long

  

So, I’ll take lonely over you

Seems like the only thing to do

‘cause I ain’t gonna hang around

To see what else you put me through 

They say the devil that you know

It beats the devil that you don’t

Well, I just don’t believe that’s true

So, I’ll take lonely over you

 

If I have to pick between the two

I’ll take lonely over you

Vocals by Chad Austin
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

I’m Somebody

By

Mike Whiteley

V1

I’d be careful, Man

 The way you treat that girl, it just ain’t cool

I can’t understand

Why she puts up with you, Boy, you’re a fool

She’s everything a man could want

 And you treat her that way?

Someday when you’re not looking

Somebody’s gonna steal her away

Ch

And, I’m Somebody who can take her hand

Lead her out on the floor for a real slow dance

       Hold her close while the music plays

And feel lucky as hell headed back to my place

We’ll go as slow as she wants as fast as we can

Yeah, I’ll make her forget she ever knew you, Man

You don’t know how good I could make her feel

But, if you won’t treat her right Somebody will

And, I’m Somebody

V2

                                                           Wake up, Man

Before she figures out that you’re no good

Change while you can

And start acting like you know a good man should

Or better yet, forget all that

 and just keep being you

I know she won’t be lonely long

 When she wants somebody new

Br

If she’s more than you can handle, Son, I completely understand

But, if you can’t get the job done, I know Somebody who can

Ch

‘Cause I’m Somebody who can take her hand

Lead her out on the floor for a real slow dance

 Hold her close while the music plays

And feel lucky as hell headed back to my place

We’ll go as slow as she wants as fast as we can

Yeah, I’ll make her forget she ever knew you, Man

You don’t know how good I could make her feel

‘Cause, if you won’t treat her right Somebody will

And, I’m Somebody

Twyla Foreman
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

Do It All Again

By Mike Whiteley

 

I tell myself that I’m not gonna call you

It’s a fight that I lose almost every time

Another photograph, another memory

The tears start to pour and so I pour the wine

I wipe my eyes and turn your picture over

And I fight to keep from picking up the phone

I watch my fingers dialing out your number

I hear it ring and pray you’re not at home

 

Ch

‘Cause I know just what I’ll say and I know just what you’ll do

I’ll say I had to hear your voice and you’ll remind me that we’re through

I’m still waiting every day for my broken heart to mend

So, I’ll call you back tomorrow and we’ll do it all again

 

V2

The fact that you keep answering my phone calls

Is enough to keep me thinking there’s some hope

And, every time that you don’t hang up on me

Means tomorrow night that I’ll pick up the phone

 

Ch

But, I know just what I’ll say and I know just what you’ll do

I’ll say I had to hear your voice and you’ll remind me that we’re through

I’m still praying every day for my broken heart to mend

So, I’ll call you back tomorrow and we’ll do it all again

 

Br

Only you can stop my crazy

Once I get you on the phone

Just say that you don’t want me back

Or Baby, come back home

 

Final Ch

But, I know just what I’ll say and I know just what you’ll do

I’ll say I had to hear your voice and you’ll remind me that we’re through

I’ll keep praying every day for my broken heart to mend

And, I’ll call you back tomorrow and we’ll do it all again

 

Yeah, I’ll call you back tomorrow hoping you’ll let me back in

Vocals by Chad Austin
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

The Only Right Turn …

By Mike Whiteley

I grew up out on dirt roads driving fast cars

A little faster than I should, I must confess

I never dreamed I’d ever drive for Nascar

I just fire it up, then floor it and turn left

I’ve had my share of wrecks and near misses

But every now and then I get lucky and get paid

I know either way you’ll be there with your kisses

You’re the only right turn that I’ve ever made

Ch

You’re the only right turn that I’ve made

And I’m so proud that I can call you mine

When I’m behind the wheel I’m never afraid

I just keep my eyes peeled for that finish line

 

Now baby, when you see me out there rubbing

Don’t worry that’s just all part of the race

You and I can swap some paint a little later

You’re the only right turn that I’ve ever made

 

V2

I can’t forget the first time that I saw you

Bikini top and cutoffs in the stands

You told me that I was your favorite driver

That night you proved you were my biggest fan

 

My car’s so fast there ain’t no way to stop her

I cut right through the pack just like a blade

I know I’ll be just fine if you’re my spotter

You’re the only right turn that I’ve ever made

 

 

Br

I knew you were the one when I first saw your tattoo

A moustache underneath a pair of shades

When I saw that number three I fell in love with you

You’re the only right turn that I’ve ever made

 

Ch

You’re the only right turn that I’ve made

I’m so happy, Girl, all I do is brag

When I’m behind the wheel I’m never afraid

I just keep my eyes peeled for that checkered flag

 

Now, we’re so close it might look like we’re drafting

It sure would be the pits if you were gone

I think it might be time to shift some gears, Babe

And make a little Junior of our own

 

You’re the only right turn that I’ve ever made

You’re the only right turn that I’ve ever made

Twyla Foreman
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

Take the Time

By Mike Whiteley (mikewhiteleysongs.com)

 

(Verse 1)

You never take the time, to just sit with me and talk

Yeah, that’s what’s on my mind, take my hand let’s take a walk

Baby, put your cell phone down, leave your busy world behind

The Earth won’t stop spinning ‘round, if you take the time

C’mon and take the time this time

 

(Chorus)

Take the time and you’ll see all that you’ve been missing

Slow down long enough to hear me through

And you’ll find that these two lips are still worth kissing

Oh, and all I ask is just one thing from you

Take the time, c’mon and take the time this time

 

(Verse 2)

I’m always here alone, and I get lonelier each day

And even when you’re home, Darlin’ you’re so far away

Well, I’ll make it worth your while, remind you how good love can be

You might remember how to smile, if you’d just take the time for me

 

(Bridge)

I don’t care about this big house, all these cars and diamond rings

I’ll trade it all to go back to the poor man who loved me

 

(Chorus)

Take the time and you’ll see all that you’ve been missing

The time has come to finally hear me through

I’ll show you that my lips are still worth kissing

Look in my eyes here’s what you’re gonna do

Take the time, Take the time

You’re gonna take the time this time

Twyla Foreman & Mike Whiteley
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

The Stockyards

                                                   By Mike Whiteley                              

Verse 1

I’d push my socks through denim hard as cardboard

Getting’ ready for a Ft Worth Friday night

A pair of Justins and a button down that stood up by itself

And my Resistol, you know it was looking tight

 

I’d splash on a little Stetson, and get out of my truck

A quick glance in the mirror, then give everything a tuck

Head over to the Cadillac and walk right past the line

I’d wink and pass the doorman knowing that the world was mine

 

Chorus

Those were the days, those were the nights

Back when the planets all aligned

We lived for the chase, we lived for the chance

We flew by the Ws on our pants

And we thought that it was gonna last forever

We know now that nothing ever does

But, for just a little while up north in Ft Worth

A few of us knew just what magic was

In the Stockyards, In the Stockyards

                                                          The Stockyards                                 

Verse 2

My girlfriends helped me zip my pants with pliers

The things we did with hair you might call art

Handfuls of bunched up Kleenex was our Wonder Bra

We polished til’ we shined like Texas stars

 

I’d watch every single guy out on the dancefloor

I’d find the one, then try to catch his eye

A couple drinks and a couple dances later

I’d let him hold me close and I knew the world was mine

 

Chorus

Those were the days, those were the nights

Back when the planets all aligned

We lived for the chase, we lived for the fun

Oh, looking back we were so young

And we thought that it was gonna last forever

We know now that nothing ever does

But, for just a little while up north in Ft Worth

A few of us knew just what magic was

In the Stockyards, In the Stockyards

 

                                                     The Stockyards                            

 

Bridge

The women that I used to chase in Ft Worth

These days they’d look like little girls to me

I met my ex-husband on that dance floor

But, I tell you, I wouldn’t change a thing

 

Chorus

Those were the days, those were the nights

Back when the planets all aligned

We lived for the chase, we lived for the chance

We flew by the Ws on our pants

And we thought that it was gonna last forever

We know now that nothing ever does

But, for just a little while up north in Ft Worth

A few of us knew just what magic was

In the Stockyards

In the Stockyards

Mike Whiteley
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

I Wanna Be A Mexican Tonight

By Mike Whiteley

3-14-10

Revised 4-6-11

 

Chorus

I wanna be a Mexican tonight

I wanna shoot it down with salt and lime

And at the baile I’ll shout Orale

I wanna forget that I’m white

 

I wanna margarita in my hand

I wanna Senorita if I can

I’ve waited long enough, I wanna cumbia

I wanna be a Mexican

 

1st Verse

I’m just a Gringo, but I’ve got a brown soul

And white people don’t know how to have this much fun

Estoy borracho, so I’m feeling Macho

And, I hope there’s no chingasos before I’m done J

 

Chorus

(‘cause) I wanna be a Mexican tonight

I wanna drink it down with salt and lime

When the band starts to play, I’ll shout Orale

I wanna forget that I’m white

 

I wanna margarita in my hand

I wanna Senorita if I can

I’ve waited long enough, I wanna cumbia

I wanna be a Mexican

 

 

 

2nd Verse

That seniorita, she’s muy bonita

So, I think I’ll walk on over and say hello

Then we’ll be dancing, maybe romancing

And, if all goes well I’ll scream “Viva Mexico” !!

 

Last chorus

 

(‘cause) I wanna be a Mexican tonight

I wanna drink it down with salt and lime

I wanna shoot Patron ‘til it’s all gone

Just call me “Vato” for tonight

Dame uno mas cerveza in my hand

I wanna dance some more, if I still can

I guess tonight will end, yeah, but until then

I wanna be a Mexican

 

I guess tonight will end, yeah, but until then

I wanna be a Mexican

 

I guess tonight will end, yeah, but until then

I wanna be a Mexican

Vocals by Chad Austin
Mike Whiteley

Story

The lyrics of this song may not be appropriate for children.

Lyrics

A Little More of a Whore

By Mike Whiteley 8-29-13

V1

I know what you want from me, Oh, but it ain’t in the cards

You make it sound so easy, But you ain’t gettin’ through my guards

I sure hate that you’re a good girl

There’s just so much we could explore

If you were just a little more, A little more of a whore

Ch

If there weren’t no strings attached, Girl, I’d want you on your back

But, I know that would be the death of me

 You’ve been talking long term, And I’ve been thinking U-turn

‘Cause I ain’t  going where this thing could lead

About the best thing you could do right now, Is to walk out of my door

 (but) If you were just a little more, A little more of a whore

V2

I know you think you want this (and trust me), It’s hard not to oblige

But girl I know that your kiss, would be the start of my demise

If you only wanted less of my heart, And more of what I want you for  (yeah)

If you were just a little more, A little more of a whore

 

Br

This time it sure feels different, It’s getting harder to ignore

My head tells me start running, but my heart says there might be something more

 

Last ch

If there weren’t any strings, We could do all kinds of things

But I’m sure that would be the end of me

You keep on talking long term, And, I keep on thinking U turn

 I’m scared of going where this thing could lead

About the worst thing we could do right now, Is get up and lock that door

(Man) If you were just a little more, A little more of a whore

Tag

If you were just a little more

A little more of a whore

Mike Whiteley
Written by Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

I wasn’t sober

The month of October

And I can’t remember

November, December

 

And the start of the new year

It ain’t starting out too clear

Yeah, the days they just roll on by

I spend ‘em all flying high 

Now that we’re over

I don’t do sober

 

Well, it’s almost time for lunch

And I haven’t had a beer

That may not sound like much

But, it’s the best I’ve done all year

 

When you left my buddies gathered ‘round me

‘cause that’s what friends are for

But, then they said I should stop drinking

So, they’re not my friends no more

   

No, I wasn’t sober

The month of October

And I can’t remember

November, December

 

And the start of the new year

It ain’t starting out too clear

Yeah, the days they just roll on by

I spend ‘em all flying high

Now that we’re over

I don’t do sober

 

  

If she came back, I’d drink her up

And I’d put this whiskey down

But since it seems I can’t have her

I guess I’ll have another round

 

 

I wasn’t sober

The month of October

And I can’t remember

November, December

 

And the start of the new year

It ain’t starting out too clear

Yeah, the days they just roll on by

I spend ‘em all flying high

 

Now that we’re over

I don’t do sober

 

No, now that we’re over

I don’t do sober

 

Mike Whiteley
Written by Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

I have this fuzzy memory, she was poking at my chest

I knew that I’d done something, Man, I knew she was upset

Well, I don’t recall the something, I only know that she’s gone

And, I know that I’ve been drunk since then, and will be from now on

 

So, walk me through this, whiskey. Be there for me beer

I know that I can count on you to keep everything unclear

Someday when I stop drinking I know the blame will point to me

So, walk me through this, whiskey, help me cloud my memory

 

I got home late one Friday night, and I laid down in the dark

Then, just like an answered prayer, she laid down in my arms

She called me by my best friend’s name, but, it was way too late to stop

So, I put his name on a long, long list of everything I’ve lost

 

So, walk me through this, whiskey. Be there for me beer

I know that I can count on you to keep everything unclear

Someday when I stop drinking I know the blame will point to me

So, walk me through this, whiskey, help me cloud my memory

 

Every drink I take’s another brick, and pretty soon I’ll have a wall

Where I can lock away my memories, courtesy of alcohol

 

So, walk me through this, whiskey. Be there for me beer

I know that I can count on you to keep everything unclear

Someday when I stop drinking I know the blame will point to me

So, walk me through this, whiskey, help me cloud my memory

So, walk me through this, whiskey

Help me cloud my memory

Mike Whiteley
Written by Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

I blame it on Guy Clark, I blame it on Townes Van Zandt

If it wasn’t for those guys, well, I wouldn’t be where I am

I blame it on Willie, and Merle Haggard can kiss my ass

It don’t look so easy sittin’ underneath this Nashville Overpass

 

I dug out my guitar a few months ago, and headed out to Tennessee

I thought I’d write me some songs for the radio, I mean, how hard can it be?

I’ll just knock on doors and start singing, even if it takes a week

I’ve been practicing my autograph on the 8x10s of me

 

I blame it on Dean Dillon, I blame it on Jerry Jeff, too

‘cause I’m holding up cardboard, that says I’ll work for food

I blame it on Kristofferson, Harlon Howard and Johnny Cash

They made it look too easy and now I’m underneath, this Nashville Overpass

 

I think Nashville’s trying to keep me out, it beats all I ever saw

I’ve paid my dues for three damn months, and I never met Tim McGraw

 

I blame it on Waylon, I blame it on Tom T Hall

I blame Hank Williams, hell, I guess I blame ‘em all

Thanks for listening to my story, and, I really appreciate the cash

Come back and see me anytime here at this Nashville Overpass

 

I blame it on Dolly, I blame it on Radney, too

I blame Sonny Burgess, that was a crappy thing to do

I blame it on Paisley, I blame it on David Allen Coe

I blame Kim Williams, hell, I’m blaming ol’ Hank Snow

 

I blame Rodney Crowell, I blame it on Don Schlitz, too

I blame Ray Wylie, Steve Earl, and I ain’t through

I blame Randy Rogers, I blame in it on Robert Earl Keen

I blame Jack Ingram, These guys are just plain mean

 

I blame Randy Boudreaux ........................

Vocals by Chad Austin
Written by Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

Just staring at blank paper, there’s a broken pencil on the page

All the words are up here in my head, and that’s where they’re gonna stay

‘Cause there’s just too damned much heartache, to write down in just one song

It might stop the world from spinning, and keep reminding me you’re gone

 

 

That’s just a song that’s too wrong to write

Just trust me when I tell you that it would have made you cry

I’ll spare you all the details, so you still sleep at night

No, I’m never gonna write this song, ‘cause it’s too wrong to write

 

 

Yeah, Nashville would’ve loved it, and everyone would know my name

If I’d just put pen to paper, I’d have my fortune and my fame

But, I can’t bring myself to write it, ‘cause I know the sadness it would bring

The whole world would just start crying, and there’d be no one left to sing

 

 

It’s too wrong to write

It’s too sad to sing

It’s only right that I feel it all

‘cause she don’t seem to feel a thing

 

 

And, it’s just a song that’s too wrong to write

Just trust me when I tell you that it would have made you cry

I’ll spare you all the details, so you still sleep at night

No, I’m never gonna write this song, ‘cause it’s too wrong to write

 

 

No, I’m never gonna write this song, ‘cause it’s too wrong to write

Mike Whiteley
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

These Lights

By Mike Whiteley

Ch

These lights are killing me, I’ve got one foot in the grave

I drink Bud Light, Coors Light, Miller Lite, I just can’t seem to behave

I smoke Camel Lights and Marlboro Lights, Man, it ain’t too hard to see

That when you mix ‘em right with these neon lights, well they’ll be the death of me

 

V1

Well I used to smoke like a freight train, so I switched to a lighter brand

And it was clear I drank too much beer, so I switched to a diet can

Til one day my doctor warned me, no smokes and no more brew

He said one of these days you’re gonna pay, these lights are killing you

 

Ch

These lights are killing me, I’ve got one foot in the grave

I drink Bud Light, Coors Light, Miller Lite, I just can’t seem to behave

I smoke Camel Lights and Marlboro Lights, Man, it ain’t too hard to see

That when you add all those to this neon glow they’ll be the death of me

 

V2

Well, now standing up here on this stage I’m as blind as I can be

I bet there’s cute girls right up front, but I’ll be danged if I can see

I’ve got a cold Bud Light in my right hand and a lit one in my left

Man, with all these lights surrounding me it ‘bout scares me half to death

Ch

These lights are killing me, I’ve got one foot in the grave

I drink way too much of that ole Bud Light and that ain’t no way to behave

I smoke Camel Lights and Marlboro Lights, Man, it ain’t too hard to see

That when you mix ‘em right with these neon lights, well they’ll be the death of me

 

Br?

Now there’s a smokey bear in my rear view mirror and he’s lit up like a Christmas tree

I just popped a top, now here comes the cops, these lights are killing me

 

Ch

These lights are killing me, I’ve got one foot in the grave

I drink Bud Light, Coors Light, Miller Lite, I just can’t seem to behave

I smoke Camel Lights and Marlboro Lights, Man, it ain’t too hard to see

That when you mix ‘em right with these neon lights, well they’ll be the death of me

 

Guess I should read the back of my cigarette pack

These lights are killing me

Mike Whiteley
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

She Used To Get Around

                                                                                   By Mike Whiteley                               

 

1st Verse

Our families were the best of friends

When we were growing up

And, man, I had a crush on her

Back when we were just pups

But she was in the cool kid scene

And I was just a clown

Yeah, but now she wears my ring

I guess I wore her down

 

Chorus

But, she used to be wild

She was Friday night’s child

No, there ain’t a shot that she hasn’t tried

Well, she’s caught a few beads

Down on Bourbon street

And, on a Harley, she’s a hell of a sight

She made all kinda noise

Hanging out with the boys

While I waited for her patiently

Yeah, she used to get around

And she finally got around to me

 

2nd Verse

Now, I’m not really trying to say

She was that kind of girl

She just had a few wild hairs

And, sometimes they got curled

I knew some day she’d come around

But, man, she took it slow

And, as far as her past, man

I think I’d rather not know

 

Chorus

 ‘Cause, she used to be wild

She was Friday night’s child

No, there ain’t a shot that she hasn’t tried

Yeah, she’s caught a few beads

Down on Bourbon street

And, on a Harley, she’s a hell of a sight

She made all kinda noise

Hanging out with the boys

While I waited for her patiently

Yeah, she used to get around

And she finally got around to me

 

Bridge

Well, now, we’ve been married, going on 25 years

And, I still have to watch her after just a few beers

‘cause the salt shaker turns in to her microphone

She jumps up on the table, and the party is on

 

Last Chorus

Yeah, she’s still a little wild

She’s still Friday Night’s child

She still likes to get to feeling right

She has quite a ball at the VFW hall

  Most times I keep her out of a fight

When she gives me the sign

I know it’s hurry home time

She’s still the lady from my wildest dreams

Yeah, she used to get around

And she finally got around to me

 

Tag

Yeah, she used to get around

And, I’m so glad she got around to me

Mike Whiteley
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

Tequila Time Machine

By Mike Whiteley

6-4-2013

I went to bed last night at six o’clock this morning

And when I finally woke up, Man, the sun was shining on in

I might’ve slept five minutes or I might’ve slept a week

It’s just too hard to tell on this Tequila Time Machine

 

Ch

Oh, this Tequila Time Machine, it messes with your mind

Last night I called my ex up, ‘cause I thought she was still mine

She asked if I’d gone crazy, so I took another shot

And, just like that the past was gone, how could I have forgot?

 

Just last Monday morning I was late clocking in

I told my boss about the time machine, but he shook his head, and then

He said get yourself together Boy, or I’ll have to let you go

I said I’ll try, but the time machine just ain’t got no controls

 

Ch

Oh, this Tequila Time Machine, it makes time jump around

It seems to pick up speed with the more shots you throw down

I’ll be dancing and a drinking with the best girls I can find

And, just like that it’s over, Man, it can’t be closing time

 

You may think this sounds crazy, but I can prove it, y’all

The last time I drank tequila, Man, I woke up in a stall

I was staring at a horse’s ass in Knoxville, Tennessee

But, I started off in Fort Worth, that don’t make no sense to me

 

Ch

Oh, this Tequila Time Machine, no telling where you’ll go

It might take you on or send you back, but there’s one thing you should know

If you plan to drink tequila, and you’re married, listen good

If you drink too much, it just might send you back to bachelorhood

 

I saw a guy the other night, he was wearing my best shirt

And every hot girl that he met, he was trying his best to flirt

I watched this cowgirl slap him, out on the dance floor

I’m pretty sure that it was me, it’s happened all before

Br

Patron and Jose Cuervo, they’ll take you where the wind blows

Just take a shot and then suck on a lime

When things start to look real blurry, Brother don’t you even worry

That’s normal, man, I do it all the time

 

Ch

Oh, this Tequila Time Machine, I know where I want to go

I think I’ll drink a bottle and aim for the grassy knoll

I’ll drink myself to Dallas back in 1963

With enough Patron I just might find out who shot Kennedy

 

 

 

I used to live next door to a sweet little girl, it seems like yesterday

She was all pigtails and elbows, but her family moved away

I saw her last night at the bar, she was hot and twenty three

This has to be the work of the Tequila Time Machine.

 

Ch

Oh, this Tequila Time Machine, it messes with your mind

Last night I called my ex up, ‘cause I thought she was still mine

She asked if I’d gone crazy, so I took another shot

And, just like that, the past was gone, how could I have forgot?

Mike Whiteley
Written by Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

She don’t like to talk about her birthmark

You aughta hold her hand when you’re in town

Call her if you’re gonna be five minutes late

(and for God’s sake) don’t forget her eyes are brown

 

Never drink straight from the carton

Don’t get too drunk out on the lake

Volunteer to do the dishes now and then

Or you’ll wake up just like me when it’s too late

 

If you’re reading this

Then I’m already gone

But, I’m leaving you this letter

So you’ll know where all I went wrong

Man, I've made so many damned mistakes

No need for you to make 'em too

Just try not to screw it up like me

Signed, the guy before you

 

Don’t compare her to her Mother

Tell her she has ugly friends

That don’t sound nice, but trust me, Brother

It’s the safest answer in the end

 

Don’t get too friendly with the waitress

Close the lid when you get through

Then go to church with her on Sundays

And pray that you won’t have to write this letter too

 

As for me, I’ve learned a lot

‘bout what to do and what to not

And I hope that she don’t think too bad of me

But, someday I’ll meet the right girl

And it might mean the whole world

To find a letter, just waiting there to read (that says)

 

If you’re reading this

Then I’m already gone

She’d prob’ly finally had enough

And threw my stuff out on the lawn

Man, I've made so many damned mistakes

No need for you to make 'em too

Just try not to screw it up like me

Signed, the Guy Before You

 

If it don’t work out then write your letter

And then sign, The Guy Before You

Vocals by Chad Austin
Written by Mike Whiteley and Chad Austin

Lyrics

She’s Sure Pretty

By Mike Whiteley and Chad Austin

3-7-10

 

She’s sure pretty, I’m pretty sure

The night is young so pour, bartender, pour

Well, I just met this girl at 10, but I’ve been drunk since 4

She’s sure pretty, she’s sure pretty, I’m pretty sure

 

Well, I’ve been drinking since breakfast this morning

And, at lunch I had a couple more

And then for a snack, I drank down a six pack

It got me through til I stumbled through the door

 

 

She’s sure pretty, I’m pretty sure

She gets prettier with every shot they pour

My friends tell me she’s cute, but, then they’ve lied to me before

She’s sure pretty, she’s sure pretty, I’m pretty sure

 

 

 

She’s sure pretty, I’m pretty sure

She’s all grown up, and I’m a little immature

She’s spending all my money, but that’s what I make it for

She’s sure pretty, she’s sure pretty, I’m pretty sure

 

I know she wants to dance, but, I just can’t take the chance

Cause I know I’ll end up face down on the floor

(now y’all) stop your joking, is she really smoking?

Or do I need to drink a little more?

 

She’s sure pretty, I’m pretty sure

Yeah, I’ve drank a lot and I’m gonna drink some more

If she ain’t no raving beauty Man, Patron’s surely the cure

She’s sure pretty, she’s sure pretty, I’m pretty sure

 

Hey bartender, fire up your blender

And pour two margaritas, no, make it four

And then as pretty as you please, this girl just flashed me for some beads

So line up girls, ‘cause I’ve got plenty more

 

She’s sure pretty, I’m pretty sure

Well, it’s closing time and we’re headed out the door

When the sun comes up tomorrow, Man, I’ll finally know for sure

If she’s pretty, yeah she’s pretty, I’m pretty sure

I’m pretty sure that she’s sure pretty, I’m pretty sure

Chad Austin
Mike Whiteley

Lyrics

I Do

By Mike Whiteley

1-18-2011

 

   V1

My girlfriend tries to tell me what to wear

She tells me how to act and how to comb my hair

I explained to her that I did fine, before she came around

But, that don’t seem to slow her down

 

She’s been buying bridal magazines

And, she keeps dropping hints about a ring

Well, I’m not ready, and she knows it, but she pushes anyway

Oh, but that all stops today

 

Ch

So, I asked her “You wanna hear me say I Do? Well, Allllright !!

I do better off alone

Yeah, I do better on my own

  It ain’t what you wanna hear

But, I think it’s time that you moved on

I wish you all the best, I do

Long as it’s with somebody new

Yeah, I think it’s time that we were through

Yes, I do

 

V2

Well, you could’ve heard a pin drop in the room

‘Cause I just said I’d never be her groom

She had to know this was the end, I was afraid that she might cry

But then the love just left her eyes

 

She just shook and doubled up her fists

Right then I knew there’d be no goodbye kiss

She just kicked me out the door, and pushed me toward the street

I said Now Baby, that’s no way to be

 

Ch

(Well, that’s ok, ‘cause) I do better off alone

Yeah, I do better on my own

  It ain’t what you wanna hear

But, I think it’s time that you got gone

I wish you all the best, I do

Long as it’s with somebody new

Yeah, I think I’ve had enough of you

Yes, I do