Cole Swindell Songs and Lyrics - Page 2

Stereotype Lyrics – Cole Swindell At any given small town, buddy, you can spot her Trucker hat, buffalo flannel at the concert Grew up on Mariah and Shania down a

Every Beer Lyrics – Cole Swindell Hey, old man, sittin’ on a stool I’ve seen you in here for a while Your best days are now in your rearview But

Sayin’ You Love Me Lyrics – Cole Swindell I been thinkin’ ’bout you all day, can’t even hide it I’ma hop up in the truck and I-65 it Eighty-five, goin’

How Is She Lyrics – Cole Swindell (How is she? How is she?) I ain’t gonna lie, when I saw you show up here tonight I thought, “To hell with

Miss Wherever Lyrics – Cole Swindell If I had to put down ten dollars on it I’d be willing to bet she’s from a way out, deep down, little town

Girl Goes Crazy Lyrics – Cole Swindell He hits her up at midnight He says, “I miss you,” and she says, “I miss you, too” He’s on his way to

Walk On Whiskey Lyrics – Cole Swindell I bet I sound like a broken record Like a backseat-floorboard scratched CD Playin’ the same old sad song on repeat Doin’ what

She Had Me At Heads Carolina Lyrics – Cole Swindell (Heads Carolina, tails California) I was out with the boys, catchin’ up at a neon light Didn’t know ’til we

Down To The Bar Lyrics – Cole Swindell If you gonna leave Yeah, I guess you gonna leave Ain’t no me stopping you now I’m gonna need a beer But

I’m Gonna Let Her Lyrics – Cole Swindell She gonna take the runnin’ right out of these boots She gonna tell her mama ’bout someone new And drop little hints

Some Habits Lyrics – Cole Swindell Yeah, I’m rough around the edges On the surface I ain’t perfect Still need a little smoothin’ out It’s hard to shift gears After

Single Saturday Night By Cole Swindell I was out taking shots Throwing down at the spot Three sheets, just me and the guys Every single Saturday night I was killing