(I GOT MY HEART) BROKE IN (Kurt Fortmeyer/Roy Holdren) I ran these Levis through the laundry at least a dozen times Before I liked the way they felt resting on my thighs Bought a bargain box of Band-aids and baby they got gone The first three days I had this pair of Tony Lamas on And I'd be stretching things if I claimed I'd been in love It took some time to get things like I like 'em But I finally found the comfort in my skin You made loving you fit so easy I got my heart broke in When talk turned to commitment and love put to the test My breathing got uneven there was a tightness in my chest Like a pony on a prairie I'd run every time Because I had the feeling feelings were no friend of mine But now I've gotten used to me and you It took some time to get things like I like 'em But I finally found the comfort in my skin You made loving you fit so easy I got my heart broke in Like saddle soap helps a catcher's mitt To soften up and get a grip Your love is what did the trick for me It took some time to get things like I like 'em But I finally found the comfort in my skin You made loving you fit so easy I got my heart broke in I got my heart broke in

ONE MORE NIGHT IN NASHVILLE (Kurt Fortmeyer) I thought that I could take Nashville in a week or two What with all the great songs I wrote But the years poured by so quickly Like beers down a thirsty throat I wish I'd heard what she was sayin' in her last phone call 'Bout how a woman needs a man But I was so hung up on makin' it big I guess I thought she'd understand (When I said) One more night in Nashville is that too much to ask I'm not the kind to leave behind an uncompleted task I've got business to take care of here on Music Row So give me one more night in Nashville Then I'll come on home Now old Gabriel's blowin' his golden horn Saint Peter is a-callin' roll It looks like a hundred million angels Have come to claim my soul But I'm not quite ready to meet my maker There's a man I've got to go see Who told me if I'd do one more re-write He might buy this song from me (So I'm beggin' Lord) One more night in Nashville is that too much to ask I'm not the kind to leave behind an uncompleted task I've got business to take care of here on Music Row So give me one more night in Nashville Then I'll come on home I know I'm bound for Heaven because it's hell on Music Row So give me one more night in Nashville Then I'll come on home One more night in Nashville Is that too much to ask

(A MAN CAN'T LIVE ON) BEER ALONE (Kurt Fortmeyer) I’ve got a big old hollow place that I’ve tried hard to fill With all the beer that I could drink and manage not to spill I could buy every can and bottle at the Kwik-Pak-istani store But that empty feeling deep inside still needs something more A man can’t live on beer alone He needs a little company When I want to have a few This is where I like to be My home sweet home away from home I hope this feeling never ends A man can’t live on beer alone That’s why I drink with friends That’s Rhonda back behind the bar she’s working hard for tips She’ll give you a PBR but she won’t take no lip There’s Mater, and there’s Brigitte, and the guy we all call Big G They’re each and every one a part of what makes my life complete A man can’t live on beer alone He needs a little company When I want to have a few This is where I like to be My home sweet home away from home I hope this feeling never ends A man can’t live on beer alone That’s why I drink with friends Woody puts a dollar in the jukebox He plays that new Dale Watson song With an ice cold brew and the regular crew I’m right where I belong At my home sweet home away from home I hope this feeling never ends A man can’t live on beer alone That’s why I drink with friends No a man can’t live on beer alone That’s why I drink with friends

NOT IN MY BACKYARD (Kurt Fortmeyer/Neal Guinane) I hear tell they think they're doing well Up on Wall Street in New York But that's so not the view I've got Out here on my porch Dog's running rabbits through the weeds Growing up around a truck that hasn't cranked in days I ain't sweating at no factory job Just setting up here in the shade I've got no reason for leaving here anyway It don't matter if that truck won't start Somebody somewhere is making hay Just not in my backyard They closed the textile mills in Caroline And the steel mills in PA You'll only get connected to some Indian guy If you pick up the phone to complain Big boxes killed off the Mom & Pops China owns the American Dream The King of Beers belongs to Belgium now There ain't no local economy I've got no reason for leaving here anyway It don't matter if that truck won't start Somebody somewhere is making hay Just not in my backyard How they sleep at night the devil knows And he shipped my job off to Mexico I hear the money's good if you're a CEO But a working man's got nowhere to go I've got no reason for leaving here anyway It don't matter if that truck won't start Somebody somewhere is making hay Just not in my backyard Yeah somebody somewhere is making hay Just not in my backyard

Drink (Kurt Fortmeyer/Luke Robinson) I thought I had it good back in our old neighborhood When all my friends were feeling friction from their dads They had to take out the trash do their homework cut the grass And never stray from the straight and narrow path But my role model was a man who loved a bottle More than he loved his wife and kid It’s no wonder I turned out like I did You taught me how to hang out in the bar rooms And not come home until love had gone to sleep Lucky kids learn good things from their fathers All you taught me how to do was drink Now I come home every night hug my kids kiss my wife And I look at what your lessons led me to I tuck the young’uns into bed and the thought runs through my head I learned what not to do from watching you ‘Cause my role model was a man who loved a bottle More than he loved his wife and kid It’s no wonder I turned out like I did You taught me how to hang out in the bar rooms And not come home until love had gone to sleep Lucky kids learn good things from their fathers All you taught me how to do was drink All you taught me how to do was drink

BETTER HEARTS THAN YOURS (Kurt Fortmeyer) I've had love's tables turned on me Felt warmth become a chill I've been forced to swallow pride And that's a bitter pill We had an overflowing cup Until you let it spill Once I suited you just fine Now I don't fit the bill In your oyster bar of love I got an empty shell Now your menu caters to A different clientele If you don't want my business I guess that's just as well But I'll tell you what I'll stay right here And you can go to hell I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours before Given the bum's rush and escorted to the door I've been told I'm not welcome "Don't come back any more" I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours I've been kicked out I've been cursed at Treated like a cuspidor After lettin' someone use my heart For moppin' up the floor Been served restraining orders When I dared to ask for more I've maintained my sense of humor 'Though it's really been a chore I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours before Given the bum's rush and escorted to the door I've been told I'm not welcome "Don't come back any more" I've been thrown out of better hearts than yours Before

A THING OF THE PAST (Kurt Fortmeyer/Aaron Raitiere) We were going to climb the mountains the world put in our way Hanging on to each other and taking it day by day Reckless ambition from two kids who couldn’t know How the story went and which way the end would go We were going to take the world on and show it who was boss All we thought we needed was us But those memories in the making won’t be happening now We were burning bright but the fire went out too fast We had it going on now all our going to’s are gone And our future is a thing of the past We were going to swim the oceans against the raging tide Saddle up some unicorns take a magic carpet ride Dance through fields of flowers as yellow as the sun And we were going to do it all before each day was done We were going to take the world on and show it who was boss All we thought we needed was us But those memories in the making won’t be happening now We were burning bright but the fire went out too fast We had it going on nowt all our going to’s are gone And our future is a thing of the past We put our hearts together Thought love would stay forever But the truth is that was too good to be true And those memories in the making won’t be happening now We were burning bright but the fire went out too fast We had it going on now all our going to’s are gone And our future is a thing of the past Our future is a thing of the past

DICKEL, STRAIT & JONES (Kurt Fortmeyer/Jeff Batson) She’s drawn here most every night Like a moth to a neon light Memories burnin’ way too bright She’s missing her old man She never orders wine or beer And if you ask her why she comes in here She’ll tell you it’s the atmosphere And three friends who understand A bottle and a jukebox make her feel at home Tennessee sippin’ whiskey and classic country songs Jack is good Merle is great but that ain’t what she wants She loves the Georges Dickel Strait and Jones Her daddy played the radio All night trucking coast to coast When he’d get home he’d drink a toast And she’d crawl up in his lap She remembers how the whiskey smelled And all the stories he would tell They sang his favorite songs and she almost felt Like she was with him in that cab A bottle and a jukebox make her feel at home Tennessee sippin’ whiskey and classic country songs Jack is good Merle is great but that ain’t what she wants She loves the Georges Dickel Strait and Jones She'll have a round of what he used to drink before that heart attack And play the guys who sing the songs that bring her daddy back Jack is good Merle is great but that ain’t what she wants She loves the Georges Dickel Strait and Jones She loves the Georges Dickel Strait and Jones

INSIDE THAT BOX (Kurt Fortmeyer/Dave Gibson) Dad Zone Music ASCAP/Savannah's House Music BMI There was this magic box sittin’ on a shelf Right above the fireplace in my grandpa’s house Now and then he’d get it down Spread all those treasures out We’d travel back in time and never leave the couch He’d say I got a million of ‘em kid as he opened the lid There was a purple heart from Uncle Sam Picture of a black Trans Am “Just Married” sign and all them tin cans A jackknife and a rabbit’s foot First edition comic book of Spider man He was a big fan Oh I could sit for hours and listen to him talk It’s hard to believe all those memories could fit inside that box He’d talk about the big war sit and reminisce Of how much he loved grandma and their first kiss It was always about that time He’d get something in his eye And he’d say you know one of these days I gotta quit smokin’ this old pipe He’d grin and say guess who’s on deck and I loved what he’d do next Show me that foul ball from Willie Mays He caught on his birthday back in 62 And Willie signed it too Two tickets to the county fair He first met grandma there on the Tilt-a-Whirl She became his girl I could sit for hours as he turned back the clock It’s hard to believe all those memories could fit inside that box It all seems like a dream to me now As I sit beside this hole in the ground and they lower him down And as they shovel on the dirt and rocks I excuse myself and have to take a walk ‘Cause it’s hard to believe all those memories could fit inside that box ’Cause he was bigger than life to me And all those sweet memories could never fit inside that box They'll never fir inside that box

YOU DONE DONE IT NOW (Kurt Fortmeyer) A fiddle played and bluebirds sang our friends all gathered ‘round We spread great grandma’s blanket out had dinner on the ground The preacher read a Bible verse the day we took our vows We said for better or for worse but you done done it now You done done it now You done done it now My heart is not a plaything for you to kick around You can beg for my forgiveness You can bend and scrape and bow It won’t change the fact you can’t come back ‘Cause you done done it now You took off with an old boyfriend eight months ago today While I worked hard here on this farm you rolled in the hay Sometimes I’ve felt so doggone bad I’ve cried behind this plow We said in sickness and in health but you done done it now You done done it now You done done it now My heart is not a plaything for you to kick around You can beg for my forgiveness You can bend and scrape and bow It won’t change the fact you can’t come back ‘Cause you done done it now You showed up here this morning as big as my old cow You tell me that you think it’s mine but there’s no way no how You'd best get before I take a mind to put you in the ground 'Cause we said until death do us part and you done done it now You done done it now You done done it now My heart is not a plaything for you to kick around You can beg for my forgiveness You can bend and scrape and bow It won’t change the fact you can’t come back ‘Cause you done done it now You better face the fact you can’t come back ‘Cause you done done it now

I'VE BEEN THERE (Kurt Fortmeyer/Richard Fagan) Teachers couldn’t teach me nothin’ back when I was in my prime Their lessons couldn’t find their way through this hard head of mine I never could learn right from wrong by watching all my friends I had to make my own mistakes time and time again Been there done that made me a better man I’ve climbed out of the fire and back into the frying pan If you don’t think you can stand the heat I’ve got some things to share I’m here to say I’ve been there And I thought my world had ended when love walked out the door But broken hearts can mend so they’re much stronger than before I never realized how bad the pain of heartache felt Or how the selfish things I did affected someone else Now I've been there done that made me a better man I’ve climbed out of the fire and back in the frying pan If you don’t think you can stand the heat I’ve got some things to share I’m here to say I’ve been there You live and you learn Or you can crash and you burn It’s as simple and as difficult as that Been there done that made me a better man I’ve climbed out of the fire and back in the frying pan If you don’t think you can stand the heat I’ve got some things to share I’m here to say I’ve Been there done that made me a better man I’ve climbed out of the fire and back in the frying pan If you don’t think you can stand the heat I’ve got some things to share I’m here to say I’ve been there I'm here to say I've been there Yeah I've been there