Cole Swindell Lyrics

Girl Dad Lyrics by Cole Swindell I hate the sound of my boots on this gravel I miss that dash in between those years I ain’t gonna lie, every day’s

Georgia (Ain’t On Her Mind) Lyrics by Cole Swindell Pulled off of 55 Little roadside stand, bought a basket full of peaches She held ’em the rest of the drive

Lost Heart Lyrics by Cole Swindell I don’t blame you one bit Probably done the same thing too Traded somethin’ that’s broke For a chance at somethin’ new Took me

Bottom Of It Lyrics by Cole Swindell Damn it’s been a long heart broke couple weeks Tryin’ to make sense of what you done to me I’m sick of sittin’

Longneck List Lyrics by Cole Swindell There’s a new ex-husband got taken to the cleaners And a corner booth looks like it’s got a couple cheaters And a guitar picker

Country Boy Can’t Survive Lyrics by Cole Swindell One more tall pour Don’t know what for ‘Cause it ain’t Doing nothing ’bout your memory Hat low, boots on I love

Happy Hour Sad Lyrics by Cole Swindell Your heart got broke My world got wrecked That rug got pulled We both got left You grabbed that barstool next to mine

Wild Lyrics by Cole Swindell Yeah, that’s what they called us Nothin’ but trouble Loosenin’ the buckle on the Bible Belt Couldn’t stop us or the hell that we raised

One Day Lyrics by Cole Swindell One day, that’s what I always told my mama Every time she’d ask me, “When you gonna bring one home?” Then one thing led

Forever To Me Lyrics by Cole Swindell You ever seen a prayer in person? Kind of thing that makes you believe All the waitin’ ’round was worth it One of

Someone Worth Missing Lyrics by Cole Swindell Someone once told me that heroes don’t die But I just laid mine in the ground The parking lot’s full and there ain’t

First Second Lyrics by Cole Swindell The first second I saw you Thought, “I don’t wanna spend another one without you” But the first second chance I blew Told you

’99 Problems Lyrics by Cole Swindell I stuck a four-wheeler, middle of the creek I’m waitin’ on Grandma to fix a hole in my jeans Back talkin’ my way into

It Don’t Hurt Anymore Lyrics by Cole Swindell Phone lights up like clockwork And it’s you again, and it’s 2 a.m. Same old shit, you’re alone And you’re thinkin’ ’bout

Take Me Down Lyrics by Cole Swindell I can see them summers flyin’ I can smell that tobacco dryin’ Me and my cousin catchin’ bream Kinchafoone Creek I can hear

Heads Up Heaven Lyrics by Cole Swindell Right about now, she’s comin’ in for her landin’ I can promise you she’s never been in a mansion Don’t get embarrassed when

Left To Get Right Lyrics by Cole Swindell I tried to make a small town outta you You tried to take the small town outta me Your friends and my

Dale Jr. Lyrics by Cole Swindell Last night in Carolina, I went back to Daytona beach A Sunday in ’98 watching you watch number 3 And dad I’ve played some

We Can Always Move On Lyrics by Cole Swindell Baby come over tonight Let’s just act like nothings wrong Yeah we can put off goodbye Forget about getting gone And