[old film projector clicking] [push button clicks] - Going live in 20.

[tape machine whirring] - Roll cameras, roll record.

[instruments tuning] - You're ready and rolling.

[guitars tuning} - Ready lights.

- Rolling sound.

[electric guitar plays] - Audio has speed.

[saxophone plays notes] - Control room ready?

- Can you bring up guitar a little bit?

[electric guitar strums] - Let's go!

[drumsticks click] [machine button clicks] [blues music] [cheering and applause] [blues music] [blues music] [cheering and applause] [blues music] [blues music] ♪ This workin' like a dog has got me dog tired ♪ ♪ Pushing twelve-hour days, pullin' all damn nighters ♪ ♪ But come five o'clock, man, I'm the hell out of here ♪ ♪ It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer, ♪ [blues music] ♪ Thank God for the end of the week, hallelujah ♪ ♪ For some hell-bent people wanna burn right through ♪ ♪ Couple kegs in the back ♪ ♪ Let's tap them into gear ♪ ♪ Man, it's a bad, bad day ♪ ♪ to be a cold, cold beer ♪ ♪ Line 'em up, up ♪ ♪ Throw 'em down, down ♪ ♪ We don't need much ♪ ♪ Just another damn round ♪ ♪ Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear ♪ ♪ It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer ♪ [up tempo rock music] ♪ Guess Megan's single again ♪ ♪ 'cause her and her friends ♪ ♪ They swinging like a wrecking ball ♪ ♪ when they came in ♪ ♪ Drinkin' so loud the whole bar could hear ♪ ♪ It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer ♪ ♪ Line 'em up, up ♪ ♪ Throw 'em down, down ♪ ♪ We don't need much ♪ ♪ Just another damn round ♪ ♪ Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear ♪ ♪ It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer ♪ [up tempo rock music] [up tempo rock music] ♪ I got 'em in the crosshairs ♪ ♪ like an old Red Ryder ♪ ♪ When it comes to a pop top ♪ ♪ it's "Ready!

Aim!

Fire!"

♪ ♪ Crack a can that's some damn music to my ears ♪ ♪ It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer ♪ ♪ Line 'em up, up ♪ ♪ Throw 'em down, down ♪ ♪ We don't need much ♪ ♪ Just another damn round ♪ ♪ Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear ♪ ♪ It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer ♪ ♪ Line 'em up, up ♪ ♪ Throw 'em down, down ♪ ♪ We don't need much ♪ ♪ Just another damn round ♪ ♪ Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear ♪ ♪ It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer ♪ [up tempo rock music] [loud cheering and applause] [instrumental music] - Are you with me so far?

Alright, we're gonna get some crowd participation going early then, huh?

[crowd cheering] Alright, if all you know is "It's a bad, bad day, to be a cold, cold beer," that's cool, but when we get to that part, you scream that thing as loud as you can.

Are we cool with that, Nashville?

[crowd screaming] You better be loud, you leaving me out to hang like this guy did.

Alright, Jade, this is for you.

♪ So line 'em up, up ♪ ♪ Throw 'em down, down ♪ ♪ We don't need much ♪ ♪ Just another damn round ♪ ♪ Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear ♪ - It's a... - [crowd singing] Bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer!

- You got it.

Let's go!

[up tempo rock music] [up tempo rock music] [cheering and applause] [instrumental music] ♪ Up in the hill ♪ ♪ Where coppers don't crack down ♪ ♪ on the them copper stills ♪ ♪ We're makin' trap door, tax free, dollar bills ♪ ♪ Up in the holler deals ♪ ♪ An honest way to make a living ♪ ♪ The six-shot heavy metal hangin' from a holster ♪ ♪ In case we run into them boys ♪ ♪ from the county line over ♪ ♪ 'Cuz way down yonder where the outlaws wander ♪ ♪ You can feel that thunder in your bones ♪ ♪ Rippin' hot rod runners under moonlight cover ♪ ♪ Just some back glass gunners on the road ♪ ♪ Where you buy your bud with your moonshine money ♪ ♪ Make your love where the bees make honey ♪ ♪ When the cut's where you're born and raised ♪ ♪ It's in your blood, we was born this way down yonder ♪ ♪ Way down, way down, way down ♪ ♪ Way down yonder ♪ ♪ You can't avoid ♪ ♪ A bunch of Bootleg Bertie's and their bandit boys ♪ ♪ On some outpost wanted-poster Polaroids ♪ ♪ Sayin' "dead or alive," goin' eighty-five ♪ ♪ 'Cuz way down yonder where the outlaws wander ♪ ♪ You can feel that thunder in your bones ♪ ♪ Rippin' hot rod runners under moonlight cover ♪ ♪ Some back glass gunners on the road ♪ ♪ Where you buy your bud with your moonshine money ♪ ♪ Make your love where the bees make honey ♪ ♪ When the cut's where you're born and raised ♪ ♪ It's in your blood ♪ ♪ We were born this way down yonder ♪ ♪ Way down, way down, way down ♪ ♪ Way down yonder ♪ ♪ Way down, way down, way down ♪ ♪ Way down yonder, yo!

♪ [electric guitar solo] ♪ Somewhere between the hooch ♪ ♪ and hell raisin' ♪ ♪ We all need savin' ♪ ♪ 'Cuz way down yonder where the outlaws wander ♪ ♪ You can feel that thunder in your bones ♪ ♪ Rippin' hot rod runners under moonlight cover ♪ ♪ Some back glass gunners on the road ♪ ♪ Where you buy your bud with your moonshine money♪ ♪ Make your love where the bees make honey ♪ ♪ When the cut's where you're born and raised ♪ ♪ It's in your blood ♪ ♪ We were born this way down yonder ♪ ♪ Way down, way down, way down ♪ ♪ Way down yonder ♪ ♪ Way down, way down, way down ♪ ♪ Way down yonder, yo ♪ [electric guitar music] ♪ Way down yonder ♪ [electric guitar music] ♪ Way down yonder ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ Way down yonder, yo!

♪ [cheering and applause] [organ music] [instrumental music] [whistling and music] ♪ It ain't the pink-blue skies ♪ ♪ Or the way the sun dies in the evening ♪ ♪ Ain't the sage or the windmills ♪ ♪ out where the thunder rolls ♪ ♪ Ain't a poster on the wall from the '99 fall ♪ ♪ when Ragweed filled this bar ♪ ♪ It's an Okie gal that stole this Tennessee heart ♪ ♪ I should roll on down the highway ♪ ♪ I should put this two-tone half ton in the wind ♪ ♪ Coming home, probably shoulda told ya ♪ ♪ But I just can't leave Oklahoma ♪ [whistling and music] ♪ It ain't the open road ♪ ♪ No matter which way to go ♪ ♪ Just to clear your mind ♪ ♪ It's not the four-way stop ♪ ♪ to your Blair bar and the flashing light ♪ ♪ It ain't the flatland farms ♪ ♪ or the dried-up ponds I'm passing by ♪ ♪ It ain't the shelter belt that stood there ♪ ♪ and held strong since '39 ♪ ♪ I should roll on down the highway ♪ ♪ I should put this two-tone half ton in the wind ♪ ♪ Ain't coming home probably shoulda told ya ♪ ♪ But I just can't leave Oklahoma ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ They say sooner or later the cowboy leaves ♪ ♪ But no, not me ♪ ♪ I should roll on down the highway ♪ ♪ I should put this two-tone half ton in the wind ♪ ♪ Ain't coming home probably shoulda told ya ♪ ♪ But I just can't leave Oklahoma ♪ ♪ No, I just can't leave Oklahoma ♪ [whistling and music] [cheering and applause] [electric guitar solo] [electric guitar solo] [instrumental music] [instrumental music] [music building] [up tempo rock music] [up tempo rock music] [slower tempo music] [guitar solo] [guitar solo] [music building] [up tempo rock music] [up tempo rock music] [cheers and applause] [up tempo music] [up tempo music] [cheers and applause] [instrumental music] ♪ Hey, God, it's me again ♪ ♪ It's so good to hear your voice ♪ ♪ Guess I ain't shut up for long enough ♪ ♪ For you to cut through the noise ♪ ♪ And talk to me again ♪ ♪ Remember back in 2015 ♪ ♪ I said I'd let you in, now here we are again ♪ ♪ Back down on my knees ♪ ♪ I need a little less time in a honky tonk ♪ ♪ And a little more time with you ♪ ♪ I need a little less chasin' what I want ♪ ♪ And a little more front-porch pew ♪ ♪ It's been a minute since I shut up and listened ♪ ♪ And caught up with an old friend ♪ ♪ I need a different kind of rock in my roll ♪ ♪ And get back gettin' to know you and me ♪ ♪ Hey, God, it's me again ♪ ♪ Yeah, life down here's been good ♪ ♪ And I'm thankful for but I ain't thanked ya for ♪ ♪ All the things I know I should ♪ ♪ So, hey, God, it's me again ♪ ♪ I'm still running down this dream ♪ ♪ And they're all singing along ♪ ♪ To all these songs you gave me to sing ♪ ♪ I need a little less time in a honky tonk ♪ ♪ A little more time with you ♪ ♪ I need a little less chasing what I want ♪ ♪ And a little more front-porch pew ♪ ♪ It's been a minute since I shut up and listened ♪ ♪ And caught up with an old friend ♪ ♪ I need a different kind of rock in my roll ♪ ♪ And get back gettin' to know you and me again ♪ ♪ Gettin' to know you and me again ♪ ♪ Hey, God, it's me again ♪ ♪ If you pass by my old man ♪ ♪ On them streets of gold will you let him know ♪ ♪ His grandson's named after him ♪ ♪ I need a little less time in a honky tonk ♪ ♪ And a little more time with you ♪ ♪ I need a little less chasing what I want ♪ ♪ And a little more front-porch pew ♪ ♪ It's been a minute since I shut up and listened ♪ ♪ And caught up with an old friend ♪ ♪ I need a different kind of rock in my roll ♪ ♪ And get back gettiin' to know you and me again ♪ ♪ Gettin' to know you and me again ♪ [music fades out] - First time doin' it live.

Thanks y'all.

[cheers and applause] - I'm gonna, uh, change it up right here.

I'm, uh- been writing a lot of songs lately and I, we just put out the, the two records kinda back to back last year.

And, uh, just put out the acoustic album called, "Fireside."

It's both the Cowboys record and a singing record together.

And, uh, in the middle of all that we just did a show, uh, with a guy named Dierks Bentley at Red Rocks in Colorado.

[crowd cheering] And, uh, after the Red Rocks show I went to a little cabin in Rollinsville, Colorado with, ah, Watt Coven and Oscar Charles, my producer.

And we wrote nine songs in three days.

And, uh, I'm not on a record label anymore.

And, uh, so I kinda do whatever I want, and, uh, we've kind of- [crowd cheering] Yeah.

But, uh, we wrote this record on accident and I was like, "Man, let's put another one out."

And, uh, these songs I played them live at the Bluebird.

It's the only time I ever played these for anybody.

And, uh, this is a brand new song.

It's the title track of the next album I got coming out early next year, it's called, "Eldora."

- Whoo!

[cheering] [instrumental music] ♪ Can you believe three years ago ♪ ♪ We were deep in love and deep in snow ♪ ♪ We've stayed stopped there in midnight blue ♪ ♪ In that queen sized bed I swore to you ♪ ♪ But we both knew that lie we had to keep ♪ ♪ It's eleven hundred miles from Tennessee to Colorado ♪ ♪ And I'm already there here in my mind ♪ ♪ Got almost everything I need in this packed up El Dorado ♪ ♪ Oh, Eldora, I'll be seeing you tonight ♪ [soft guitar music] ♪ Yeah, I just crossed the Kansas line ♪ ♪ And God, it took me back in time ♪ ♪ When I was headed east instead of west ♪ ♪ Just a holdin' on doing my best ♪ ♪ Countin' down the mile marker sign ♪ ♪ It's eleven hundred miles from Tennessee to Colorado ♪ ♪ And I'm already there, here in my mind ♪ ♪ Got almost everything I need in this packed up El Dorado ♪ ♪ Oh, Eldora, I'll be seeing you tonight ♪ [soft guitar music] ♪ In the distance I see Denver lights ♪ ♪ Between the pines and big old red rock highs ♪ ♪ Or even nights like that couldn't save us then ♪ ♪ So we said goodbye for what we did ♪ ♪ We were just two kids ♪ ♪ with too much life to live ♪ ♪ It's eleven hundred miles from Tennessee to Colorado ♪ ♪ And I'm already there here in my mind ♪ ♪ Got almost everything I need in this packed up El Dorado ♪ ♪ Oh, Eldora, I'll be seeing you tonight ♪ [soft guitar music] [applause and cheers] Thank you, guys.

[applause and cheers] - Harold and Bernice were my grandparents' names on my mom's side.

And we took their story, took their names, and kind of fictionalized it.

It kind of paints that perfect picture of what it looks like for a couple who grew up in World War II, and, uh, kind of what could happen.

When they meet over there and, ah- Yes, it's loosely based off my grandparents- Very, very, very loosely based off my grandparents.

[crowd laughing] My mom's gonna hear this and be like, "What the hell?"

[strum guitar] It is one of my favorite songs ever written.

It's called, "Circa 1943."

[guitar strums] That's good.

Thank you.

[audience laughter] [up tempo music] ♪ Harold met Bernice, Circa 1943 ♪ ♪ That bullet to the leg nearly took 'em ♪ ♪ But it took him to her ♪ ♪ And he sure smiled when he came to ♪ ♪ Looking up in the baby blues ♪ ♪ She said, "Gunny, you're lucky ♪ ♪ It could have been a whole lot worse" ♪ ♪ The next two months he was makin' her laugh ♪ ♪ Every time she walked by ♪ ♪ By the time it was time to send him back ♪ ♪ They didn't wanna say goodbye ♪ ♪ So he said, ♪ ♪ "By the way if you ever make it to Superior Montana ♪ ♪ My brother's band sure bangs around ♪ ♪ most Tuesday nights ♪ ♪ Bet your boots, I get to too ♪ ♪ Stay up in the double U saying, hey there ♪ ♪ I think you'll love it out west ♪ ♪ Think you might never leave my side ♪ ♪ If we ever make it out here alive ♪ ♪ Harold wrote Bernice ♪ ♪ Letters everyday for weeks ♪ ♪ Till he could get back there to her ♪ ♪ When the fight died down ♪ ♪ When that day finally came ♪ ♪ They snuck around that German base ♪ ♪ They only had four days, ♪ ♪ but boy, they'd make them count ♪ ♪ Just four days wasn't near enough ♪ ♪ For the love that they fell in ♪ ♪ She longed to hear just the way he talked ♪ ♪ And to hear him say again, ♪ ♪ "By the way if you ever make it to Superior Montana ♪ ♪ My brother's band sure bangs around ♪ ♪ most Tuesday nights ♪ ♪ You bet your boots I get to too ♪ ♪ Stay up in the double U saying, hey there ♪ ♪ I think you'll love it out west ♪ ♪ Think we might have a night to tie ♪ ♪ If we ever make it out here alive ♪ [guitar music] ♪ Harold wrote Bernice ♪ ♪ If you don't hear from me ♪ ♪ I thank you for making a change and saving my life ♪ ♪ That's the last one that came in ♪ ♪ Down to her knees she went ♪ ♪ The news she never got to tell him about that night ♪ ♪ And she went home with a broken heart ♪ ♪ And a baby bump at June ♪ ♪ She took her time to heal her scars ♪ ♪ But she knew what she had to do ♪ ♪ When she said, ♪ ♪ "Wish you could see me ♪ ♪ That we made it to Superior Montana ♪ ♪ Your brother's band sure sounded good ♪ ♪ last Tuesday night ♪ ♪ He just turned two and he looks like you ♪ ♪ And although he don't understand it ♪ ♪ The flowers on the cross ♪ ♪ and water from his mama's eyes ♪ ♪ We just wanted you to know ♪ ♪ We made it out of there alive."

♪ [guitar music] ♪ Harold met Bernice, Circa 1943 ♪ ♪ That bullet to the leg nearly took him ♪ ♪ But it took him to her ♪ [guitar music] Thank you.

[cheers and applause] [piano music] - We're gonna play, you guys, another song we never played live before, um- [audience] Whoo!

Put out all this new music there was a time there where I didn't play- I mean, our set list was the same from what, like, six years straight?

- Yeah.

- Jeremy almost quit.

[crowd laughing] I can't believe you're still here.

So, were changing it up a bunch.

We're gonna be playin' a lot of new songs over the next 18 months.

[cheers and applause] I'm gonna let Phil take this one right here, man.

This one's off the last record "Go Down Singin'."

It's one of my favorite songs I've ever written in my life.

It's called, "You in 85."

[instrumental piano music] [instrumental piano music] ♪ Old Craftsman tools and Johnny B. Goode ♪ ♪ Out in a barn, up under the hood ♪ ♪ Striped blue work shirt and navy blue pants ♪ ♪ You'd come home and crack open a can ♪ ♪ Three blue-eyed boys, dinner at six ♪ ♪ Boys, come on inside ♪ ♪ Give your mama a kiss ♪ ♪ I know you can't come here ♪ ♪ And I can't go back ♪ ♪ But I hope you know, Dad ♪ ♪ Still cut rows on a tractor, drink beer after work ♪ ♪ Live life a bit faster but still get to church ♪ ♪ You always said ♪ ♪ I was gonna look just like you ♪ ♪ Now this man in the mirror's the proof ♪ ♪ Ain't no wonder we're so much alike ♪ ♪ Me right now and you in '85 ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ Reagan was king, now he's up on the wall ♪ ♪ In my farm house in Nashville ♪ ♪ Chased the dream after all ♪ ♪ Nah, I ain't got kids yet, but bet when I do ♪ ♪ When I'm coaching third base ♪ ♪ I'll be thinking of you ♪ ♪ Still cut rows on a tractor, drink beer after work ♪ ♪ I live life a bit faster but still get to church ♪ ♪ You always said ♪ ♪ I was gonna look just like you ♪ ♪ Now this man in the mirror's the proof ♪ ♪ Ain't no wonder we're so much alike ♪ ♪ Me right now and you in '85 ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ You made me all of who I am today ♪ ♪ But you never got to know the kid with your face ♪ ♪ So if I could have one thing ♪ ♪ it'd be us man-to-man ♪ ♪ A couple Coors Banquets in hand ♪ [piano music] ♪ Still cut rows on a tractor, drink beer after work ♪ ♪ I live life a bit faster but still get to church ♪ ♪ You always said ♪ ♪ I was gonna look just like you ♪ ♪ This damn thing on my face, there's your proof ♪ ♪ Ain't no wonder we're so much alike ♪ ♪ Me right now ♪ ♪ And you in '85 ♪ Thank you.

[cheering and applause] [instrumental music] [crowd screams] [instrumental music] ♪ Oh, holy man ♪ ♪ Why do you do the things you do?

♪ ♪ Oh, holy man ♪ ♪ There's a place in Hell for you ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ Before Alamance was Alamance ♪ ♪ White man rolled in with the current ♪ ♪ He brought his guns, he brought his God ♪ ♪ And some brimstone-fire insurance ♪ ♪ He took 'em down by the river to pray ♪ [electric guitar riff] ♪ But it wasn't their sins he'd take ♪ [electric guitar riff] ♪ He said, "Come now, you black-haired sinner ♪ ♪ Come down, get your soul delivered ♪ ♪ I'll wash you clean by the timber ♪ ♪ Follow me down to the Haw River" ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ One by one, he worked his way ♪ ♪ 'til he washed the whole town whiter ♪ ♪ Slow and steady, he made his bed ♪ ♪ Settin' innocence on fire ♪ ♪ Mom and Daddy didn't know the game ♪ ♪ But the youngest daughter felt the shame ♪ ♪ He said, "Come now, you black-haired sinner ♪ ♪ Come down, get your soul delivered ♪ ♪ I'll wash you clean by the timber ♪ ♪ Follow me down to the Haw River" ♪ ♪ Oh, ohh ♪ ♪ Oh, ohh ♪ ♪ Oh, ohh ♪ ♪ There's a million ways that a sister's rage ♪ ♪ can end up taking over ♪ ♪ She told the holy man ♪ ♪ "I wanna wash my hands on a cold night in October" ♪ ♪ She took him down by the river to pray ♪ ♪ But it wasn't his sins she'd take ♪ ♪ She said, "Come now, I'm your black-haired sinner ♪ ♪ Come down, get your soul delivered" ♪ ♪ Dropped that hammer when she squeezed that trigger ♪ ♪ Sent his ass down that Haw River ♪ [instrumental music] [instrumental music] ♪ Oh, holy man ♪ ♪ Why do you do the things you do?

♪ ♪ Oh, holy man ♪k ♪ There's a place in Hell for you ♪ [cheers and applause] [up tempo rock music] [up tempo rock music] [cheering and applause] [slow tempo music] [cheers and applause] [instrumental music] ♪ We've been to both Carolinas ♪ ♪ Seen a big Montana sky ♪ ♪ Driven up and down a coast a few times ♪ ♪ London, Paris, paradise ♪ ♪ But ain't got much memory of the scenes ♪ ♪ Come to think, I miss them all ♪ ♪ And damn, babe, it's all your fault.

Yeah ♪ ♪ No matter where we go ♪ ♪ No matter what we do ♪ ♪ If you're there, girl, I've got my eyes on you ♪ ♪ Don't matter where we've been ♪ ♪ No, there ain't no better view ♪ ♪ Than you in my arms with my eyes on you ♪ ♪ Ohh, ohhh ♪ ♪ With my eyes on you ♪ ♪ Ohh, ohhh ♪ ♪ My eyes on you ♪ ♪ Speakin' of the coast, remember Pfeiffer beach?

♪ ♪ You and me, that sunset, cliffs by the sea ♪ ♪ And the night rolled in ♪ ♪ And you still talk about that moon ♪ ♪ that I can't recall ♪ ♪ But God, I saw all I needed to ♪ ♪ Might as well have stayed in the room, yeah.

♪ ♪ No matter where we go ♪ ♪ No matter what we do ♪ ♪ If you're there, girl, I've got my eyes on you ♪ ♪ Don't matter where we've been ♪ ♪ No, there ain't no better view ♪ ♪ Than you in my arms with my eyes on you ♪ ♪ With my oh, oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ Eyes on you ♪ ♪ My oh, oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ Eyes on you, yeah ♪ [electric guitar solo] ♪ My eyes on you ♪ [electric guitar solo] ♪ Don't you remember Times Square?

♪ ♪ People countin' down everywhere ♪ ♪ 2000-whatever, no, I didn't care ♪ ♪ 'Cause, baby, you were there ♪ ♪ And once again, couldn't help but stare, yeah ♪ ♪ No matter where we go ♪ ♪ No matter what we do ♪ ♪ If you're there, girl, I've got my eyes on you ♪ ♪ Don't matter where we've been ♪ ♪ No, there ain't no better view ♪ ♪ Than you in my arms with my eyes on you, yes ♪ ♪ Halfway around the world ♪ ♪ Or the local corner booth ♪ ♪ You guessed it, girl, you know, I got my eyes on you ♪ ♪ We could be on any street ♪ ♪ Any party, any room ♪ ♪ I'll be there all night with my eyes on you ♪ ♪ Don't matter where we've been ♪ ♪ Don't matter what we do ♪ ♪ If you're there, girl, I've got my eyes on... ♪ - You.

[cheers and applause] [guitar strum] - I've done this at my live shows last year.

Yeah, get ready to cry.

You better cry.

Don't cry, there's no crying on TV.

You're- oh, why are you crying?

That was "Eyes On You."

[audience talking back] You really like stalker dudes that just can't stop looking at you, huh?

[audience laughing] My bad, alright, we're not gonna sing that song.

Yeah, we are.

Oh yeah, I got a dog.

And, uh, his name is Jack.

We're gonna bring him out on the stage.

[cheers and applause] You gonna sit still, buddy?

Yeah, this one goes out to everybody who's got a dog, man.

This one's for you.

[instrumental music] ♪ You were pretty beat up when I took you in ♪ ♪ But you've come a long way since way back when ♪ ♪ Now one of my favorite things to do ♪ ♪ Is hop in the truck and we just cruise ♪ ♪ And we roll the windows down ♪ ♪ You're right there in that bench seat next to me ♪ ♪ There's a smell of fresh-cut grass ♪ ♪ Mr. Reynolds waves as we roll past State Road 44 ♪ ♪ First light a right is the best view of Tennessee ♪ ♪ And they'll say I saved your life ♪ ♪ Oh, but I know that's a lie between ♪ ♪ You, me, and the bench seat ♪ ♪ Can't beat a Sunday drive just me and you ♪ ♪ Now it's us plus her, man, that's pretty cool ♪ ♪ Add a little man in, that's a family ♪ ♪ And every now and again, it's just you and me ♪ ♪ And we roll the windows down ♪ ♪ You're right there in that bench seat next to me ♪ ♪ There's a smell of fresh-cut grass ♪ ♪ Mr. Reynolds waves as we roll past State Road 44 ♪ ♪ First light a right is the best view of Tennessee ♪ ♪ And they'll say I saved your life ♪ ♪ Oh, but I know that's a lie between ♪ ♪ You, me, and the bench seat ♪ ♪ Woah, oh ♪ ♪ Woah, oh ♪ ♪ Woah, oh ♪ ♪ Woah, oh ♪ ♪ I always knew this day would come ♪ ♪ Just thought I'd be the first called home ♪ ♪ The little boy and her, don't you worry 'bout them ♪ ♪ I've got 'em for now, see you soon, my friend ♪ ♪ And we'll roll the windows down ♪ ♪ You'll be right there in that bench seat next to me ♪ ♪ There's a smell of fresh-cut grass ♪ ♪ Mr. Reynolds waves as we roll past State Road 44 ♪ ♪ First light a right is the best view of Tennessee ♪ ♪ They'll say I saved your life ♪ ♪ Oh but I know that's a lie between ♪ ♪ You, me, and the bench seat ♪ ♪ You saved mine ♪ ♪ You saved mine ♪ ♪ Woah, oh ♪ ♪ Woah, oh ♪ ♪ Woah, oh ♪ ♪ Woah, oh ♪ ♪ You were pretty beat up when I took you in ♪ ♪ But you've come a long way since way back when ♪ Thank you.

[cheering and applause] - Party on, buddy!

We're gonna see if you stay up here on the stage.

This one's called "Drinkin' Beer, Talkin' God, Amen" Hope you like it.

[electric guitar solo] [instrumental music] ♪ Firewood crackle in the fall air ♪ ♪ "Red Dirt" playing on a radio ♪ ♪ Big Dipper hanging high up there ♪ ♪ Breathe in the Backwoods and let it go ♪ ♪ I ain't ever been the church goin' type ♪ ♪ Can't quote much past 3:16 ♪ ♪ Even though it's a Friday night ♪ ♪ Church found me ♪ ♪ Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, Amen ♪ ♪ Killin' time, livin' life with some downhome friends ♪ ♪ When the world's gone crazy it all makes sense ♪ ♪ Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, Amen ♪ ♪ Amen ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ Gotta thank him for a little piece of dirt ♪ ♪ Little peace of mind from a cold one ♪ ♪ Got a country angel I don't deserve ♪ ♪ The kind that you never let go of ♪ ♪ I don't know what Heaven looks like ♪ ♪ No, I don't think anybody does ♪ ♪ If it's like down here up there tonight ♪ ♪ It's folks like us ♪ ♪ Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, Amen ♪ ♪ Killin' time, livin' life with some downhome friends ♪ ♪ When the world's gone crazy it all makes sense ♪ ♪ Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, amen ♪ ♪ Amen ♪ ♪ Talkin' God, Amen ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ I don't know what Heaven looks like ♪ ♪ And who the hell does?

♪ ♪ If it's like down here up there tonight ♪ ♪ Well, there's folks like us ♪ ♪ Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, Amen ♪ ♪ Killin' time, livin' life with some downhome friends ♪ ♪ Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, Amen ♪ ♪ Killin' time, livin' life with some downhome friends ♪ ♪ When the world's gone crazy it all makes sense ♪ ♪ Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, Amen ♪ ♪ Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, Amen ♪ ♪ Killin' time, livin' life with some downhome friends ♪ ♪ When the world's gone crazy it all makes sense ♪ ♪ Sittin' here, drinkin' beer, talkin' God, Amen ♪ ♪ Amen ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ Talkin' God, Amen, ohh-hhh ♪ ♪ Talkin' God, Amen ♪ [cheers and applause] [instrumental music] [instrumental music] ♪ If I were a NASCAR man goin' 'round and 'round ♪ ♪ Yeah, you know, I'd be number three ♪ ♪ If I were the best damn football in the south ♪ ♪ I'd be the SEC ♪ ♪ And if I were a Velcro stitched-up stars and stripes ♪ ♪ You can bet I'd be flyin' proud ♪ ♪ Pressed on the chest of America's best ♪ ♪ Puttin' bad dudes in the ground ♪ ♪ Oh and if I were rock and roll ♪ ♪ I'd be a middle finger in your face ♪ ♪ And if I were a lost soul ♪ ♪ I'd be in church more than just Sundays ♪ ♪ And if for some reason I was Jesus ♪ ♪ I'd have a lot of forgivin' to do ♪ ♪ And if I weren't a fool ♪ ♪ Girl, I'd still be with you ♪ ♪ If I were a granddaddy rockin' on a rockin' chair ♪ ♪ I'd have a grandson on my lap ♪ ♪ If I were a first time there, front porch stare ♪ ♪ I'd pray she kissed me back ♪ ♪ If I were a rebel kid meetin' with the man ♪ ♪ Hearin' "Johnny Can't Do That" ♪ ♪ With this guitar strapped, I'd go all black ♪ ♪ Tell 'em all to kiss my ass ♪ ♪ So if I were rock and roll ♪ ♪ I'd be a middle finger in your face ♪ ♪ And if I were a lost soul ♪ ♪ I'd be in church more than just Sundays ♪ ♪ And if for some reason I was Jesus ♪ ♪ I'd have a lot of forgivin' to do ♪ ♪ And if I weren't a fool ♪ ♪ Girl, I'd still be with you ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ If I were a smart man ♪ ♪ I wouldn't just write you a song ♪ ♪ Straight from the heart and ♪ ♪ And pray you turned it on ♪ ♪ No, I'd step it up and I'd mean it ♪ ♪ When I look into your eyes ♪ ♪ And I'd be on my way to Denver ♪ ♪ And I'd be holdin' you tonight ♪ ♪ And if I were rock and roll ♪ ♪ I'd be a middle finger in your face ♪ ♪ Yeah and if I were a lost soul ♪ ♪ I'd be in church more than just Sundays ♪ ♪ And if for some reason I was Jesus ♪ ♪ I'd have a lot of forgivin' to do ♪ ♪ And if I weren't a fool ♪ ♪ Girl, I'd still be with you ♪ [instrumental music] ♪ I'd still be with you ♪ ♪ Oh, I'd still be, oh, I'd still be with you ♪ ♪ Yeah, I'd still be, oh, I'd still be ♪ ♪ Oh, I'd still be with you ♪ ♪ I'd still be with you ♪ [electric guitar music] [instrumental music] Thank you.

[cheers and applause] - Ya'll we're gonna do something we were not planning on doing tonight.

- [crowd yells] Yeah, woah!

[electric guitar music] - We're giving you guys a little bit of Toby Keith here in this thing, huh?

[cheers] [electric guitar music] ♪ I'll bet you've never heard ol' Marshal Dillon say ♪ ♪ "Miss Kitty, have you ever thought of runnin' away ♪ ♪ Settlin' down, would you marry me ♪ ♪ If I asked you twice and begged you pretty please?"

♪ ♪ She'd have said yes in a New York minute ♪ ♪ They never tied the knot, his heart wasn't in it ♪ ♪ He just stole a kiss and he rode away ♪ ♪ He never hung his hat up ♪ ♪ At Kitty's place ♪ ♪ I should've been a cowboy ♪ ♪ I should've learned to rope and ride ♪ ♪ Wearin' my six-shooter ♪ ♪ Ridin' my pony on a cattle drive ♪ ♪ Stealin' the young girls' hearts ♪ ♪ Just like Gene and Roy ♪ ♪ Singin' those campfire songs ♪ ♪ Oh, I should've been a cowboy ♪ ♪ I might've had a sidekick with a funny name ♪ ♪ Runnin' wild through the hills chasin' Jesse James ♪ ♪ Endin' up on the brink of danger ♪ ♪ Ridin' shotgun for the Texas Rangers ♪ ♪ Go west, young man, haven't you been told ♪ ♪ California's full of whiskey, women and gold ♪ ♪ Sleepin' out all night beneath the desert stars ♪ ♪ With a dream in my eye, and a... - Let's hear it, y'all.

♪ ...in my heart ♪ - Yeah, good.

♪ I should've been a cowboy ♪ ♪ I should've learned to rope and ride ♪ ♪ Wearin' my six-shooter ♪ ♪ Ridin' my pony on a cattle drive ♪ ♪ Stealin' the young girls' hearts ♪ ♪ Just like Gene and Roy ♪ ♪ Singin' those campfire songs ♪ ♪ Oh, I should've been a cowboy ♪ [instrumental music] [instrumental music] ♪ I should've been a cowboy ♪ ♪ I should've learned to rope and ride ♪ ♪ Wearin' my six-shooter ♪ ♪ Ridin' my pony on a cattle drive ♪ ♪ Stealin' them young girls' hearts ♪ ♪ Just like Gene and Roy ♪ ♪ Singin' those campfire songs ♪ ♪ Oh, I should've been a cowboy ♪ - Sing it, y'all, one more time.

♪ I should've been a cowboy ♪ ♪ I should've learned to rope and ride ♪ ♪ Wearin' my six-shooter ♪ ♪ Ridin' my pony on a cattle drive ♪ ♪ Stealin' them young girls' hearts ♪ ♪ Just like Gene and Roy ♪ ♪ Singin' those campfire songs ♪ ♪ Oh, I should've been a cowboy ♪ - Thank you guys so much for hanging out with us here tonight in Nashville, man.

[instrumental] [instrumental] - Yes, appreciate you.

[cheers] - We'll see you later.

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