Eric Church – Love Your Love The Most [ Music Video + Lyrics + Download ]

Eric Church – Love Your Love The Most [ Music Video + Lyrics + Download ] Eric Church – Love Your Love The Most [ Music Video + Lyrics + Download ] Eric Church – Love Your Love The Most [ Music Video + Lyrics + Download ] Download this song as a ringtone at www.theringtonecowboy.com I love sleeping in on Saturdays And I love college football games I love not acting my age And good barbecue Yea I’m a fan of Faulkner books And anything my mama cooks Small mouthed bass have got me hooked on Sunday afternoons Yes I love good cold beer And mustard on my fries I love a good loud honky tonky rock song Friday nights And hell yes I love my truck but I want you to know Honey I love your love the most Man I love how Redman tastes Dam I love my Nascar race Any song sung by George Strait is country at it’s best Yes I love good cold beer And mustard on my fries I love a good loud honky tonky rock song Friday nights And hell yes I love my truck but I want you to know Honey I love your love the most I love Yea I love scuffed up cowboy boots And broken torn up jeans My 4-wheel drive and 8 point bucks And rocky road ice cream And hell yes I love my dog And Jack D in my Coke But honey I love your love Yea I love your love I love your love the most I love your love the most Eric Church – Love Your Love The Most [ Music Video + Lyrics + Download ] Eric Church – Love Your Love The Most [ Music Video + Lyrics + Download ] Eric Church – Love Your Love The Most [ Music Video + Lyrics + Download ]
Video Rating: 4 / 5

Eric Church Sinners Like Me

I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG!! ALL RIGHTS AND RESPECT GOES TO THEIR OWNERS! Lyrics in the description. Personally I think this is my favorite song out of the whole album. I can really relate to this song. Eric Church is a amazing artist. Lyrics: I was fifteen when my daddy’s old man Caught me half way through my first beer He laughed so hard when my face turned green He said, You come from a long line of sinners like me? Now me and my brother go to see him some times But he don’t have much to say anymore So we sit on his headstone with a fifth of Jack D Here’s to a long line of sinners like me La de dah, de dah, la de dah, dah de, de I come from a long line of sinners like me My mama had a soft spot for a hell raisin’ boy So she had two more just like him It takes an Angel to raise a family That comes from a long line of sinners like me Well, now maybe who knows one day I’ll settle down Give my dad a grandson of his own And when the doctor smacks him, he’ll probably take a swing Cause he’ll come from a long line of sinners like me La de dah, de dah, la de dah, dah de, de I come from a long line of sinners like me On the day I die, I know where I’m gonna go Me and Jesus got that part worked out I’ll wait at the gates ’til his face I see And stand in a long line of sinners like me I’ll stand in a long line of sinners like me La de dah, de dah, la de dah, dah de, de I come from a long line of sinners like me La de dah, de dah, la de dah, dah de, de Here’s to a long line of sinners

Eric Church-These Boots

Song property of Eric Church and affiliating record companies. Buy the MP3 at Amazon:www.amazon.com One of my favorite songs. Really means a lot to me. Lyrics: These boots have counted off many a band Playing one night roadhouse stands For tips in empty rooms These boots have stood toe-to-toe with the biggest baddest joes Like they had some things to prove These boots Yeah these boots more than once have saved my ass Like the time they hid that grass From those cops in Tupelo And these boots have danced with the devil and nearly lost that battle to a wild-eyed Irish Rose Chorus: I wore out more soles than I care to count Done more stupid things than most would dare to I’ve kicked myself more times than not for the roads they led me down but the damndest thing I’ve ever seen them do is walkin’ out on you. These boots had to see California and an Arizona morning where God paints the sky And these boots had to spur that beast in Cheyenne Thought that bull’d make me a real man I still drag that leg sometimes (Chorus) Now these boots are one step from the door They walked out of years before I can almost see her now These boots ought to kick that door aside Stomp out my foolish pride But they just turn around Damn these boots Damn these boots These boots
Video Rating: 4 / 5

Eric Church – Homeboy

You were too bad for a little square town with your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground Heard you cussed out momma, pushed daddy around You tore off in his car Here you are runnin’ these dirty old streets Tattoo on your neck, fake gold on your teeth Got the hood here snow, but you cant fool me, we both know who you are Chorus: Homeboy your gonna wish one day you were sittin’ on the gate of a truck by the lake with your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other Ain’t no shame in a blue collar forty, little house little kids little small town story If you don’t ever do anything else for me just do this for me brother, come on home, boy I’s haulin’ this hay, Uncle Joe’s farm Thought of us bare foot kids in the yard Man it seems we were just catchin’ snakes in the barn now you’re caught up in this mess I can use a little help unloadin’ these bails I can keep ya pretty busy with a hammer and a nail Ain’t a glamorous life, but it’ll keep you outta jail and not worry us all to death Repeat Chorus You can’t hold back the hands of time Momma’s goin’ grey and so is Daddy’s mind I wish you’d come on back and make it alright before they’re called…home, boy Homeboy Come on home boy Homeboy Come on home boy Eric Church’s new single – Homeboy I do not own anything. All rights go to Eric Church and EMI.
Video Rating: 4 / 5