The Underdog (2015)

  • 1

    The Prayer

    The Prayer

    CHORUS:
    My mountain is a mole hill, my throneís a busted chair
    This crown has turned to rust and itís all tangled in my hair
    This high horse that I ride on is gonna buckle at the knee
    Upon my castle made of sand I cannot be the king of me

    Thereís the man in white, his words are painted red
    Thereís power in his blood and only truth in what is said
    Thereís the man in black with a needle in his vein
    Lying flat upon his back this is the prayer that he once prayed

    CHORUS

    And this harem in my heart is filled with pot metal and fools gold
    Once your statue turns to dirt all thatís left in the end is your soul
    God save your soul

    So he said shout out of control with all your heart and soul
    Though this cold world may tear you apart
    Let the whole world know

    CHORUS

    CHORUS

    (Aaron Watson)
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI)

  • 2

    Wildfire

    Wildfire

    Riverís strong you canít swim inside it
    We could string some lights up the hill beside it
    Tonight the moonís so bright
    You could drive with your headlights out
    ĎCause a little bit of summerís what the whole yearís all about
    CHORUS:
    Girl you look fine, fine, fine
    Put your feet up next to mine
    We can watch that water line
    Get higher and higher
    Say, say, say
    Ainít this been some kind of day
    You and me been catching on
    Like a wildfire

    Donít get up just to get another
    You can drink from mine
    We canít leave each other
    We can dance with the dead
    You can rest your head
    On my shoulder if you want to get older with me
    ĎCause a little bit of summer makes a lot of history

    CHORUS

    CHORUS

    CHORUS

    (John Mayer)
    © 2013 Goodium Music Inc. (ASCAP), Used by permission. All rights reserved

  • 3

    Freight Train

    Freight Train

    CHORUS:
    Gonna give Ďem that two four four on the floor
    Like them outlaw boys done did before
    Got the pretty girls out there begginí for more
    Gotta give Ďem all what they came here for
    Doing my thing, singing my song, right on track Iím chugginí along
    Iím here and gone like yesterday rolling like an old freight train

    On a wing and a prayer and a glorified Greyhound bus
    Flying down the road running 9-0 and kicking up dust
    Drinking truck stop coffee counting birds on those telephone wires
    Burning the midnight oil and the tread off these olí Goodyear tires

    CHORUS

    And sometimes my mind is a million miles away
    I know youíre sound asleep at home while Iím on this stage
    And Iím missing you wishing I was kissing you every day
    But girl I gotta keep on rolling, rolling like an old freight train

    And itís a mighty lonesome sound when thereís not a soul around
    To help you ease your pain
    But you gotta keep rolling, rolling like an old freight train

    CHORUS

    Cominí on down the line
    Feel that diesel engine wind
    Smell the smokestack
    Hear the gears grind
    Full steam ahead
    Half way outta my mind
    Iím too far gone to be turniní back
    Going clickety clack on the railroad track
    Iím here and gone like yesterday rolling like an old freight train
    Just like an olí freight train
    Tell me do you wanna ride this train

    (Aaron Watson, Troy Olsen, Tim Nichols)
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI), Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI) / Hillbilly Poetry (BMI) / Nichols Boys Music (BMI) / Goes Something Like This Music (BMI). All rights admin. by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI)

  • 4

    That Look

    That Look

    She keeps it all together, I always come unwound
    Sheís cool calm and collected, I wanna paint the town
    Sheís like a Sunday morning, Iím a dance hall Saturday night
    Sheís like a stain glass window, Iím a Lonestar neon light

    She has another side that no one sees but me
    She is the only one that brings me to my knees
    Thereís something about Sinatra and a bottle of chardonnay
    Without a single word she takes my breath away

    CHORUS:
    When she gets that look in her eyes
    When she gets that want you need to love you
    Right now kind of look in her eyes
    Sheís always looking so fine that I canít believe mine
    And when those stars align just add a little white wine
    And moonlight and that girlsí off the hook
    When sheís good sheís good
    But even better when she gets that look

    She sparkles like a diamond she twinkles like a star
    Sheís like a ray of sunshine that always melts my heart
    And when Iím feeling empty her love makes me whole
    Just like a country breeze that soothes my weary soul

    CHORUS

    Slow danciní, romanciní
    Sheís up to something weariní nothiní but her beautiful smile
    Sheís up to something weariní nothiní but her beautiful smile

    CHORUS

    Thereís something about Sinatra and a bottle of chardonnay
    Without a single word she takes my breath away
    Sheís like a Sunday morning, Iím a Saturday night
    Sheís like a stain glass window, Iím a neon light

    Aaron Watson
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI)

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    Getaway Truck

    Getaway Truck

    CHORUS:
    They say you never know whatcha got until itís gone
    Heís gonna learn the hard way when he finds you long gone
    Gone like the wind in your hair, hands in the air singing so long good luck
    I wanna set your heart free, ride with me, I wanna be your getaway
    Heart free, ride with me, I wanna be your getaway truck

    1989 Cheyenne Chevrolet
    Five speed single cab bench seat faded grey
    Turned over twice ainít too nice but it knows how to run
    Girl Iíll get you out with a bang like a bullet from a gun
    CHORUS

    Summertime sunshine cheap sunglasses
    My heart sang southern twang sweeter than molasses
    Like a country angel two steppiní in my dancehall dreams
    Girl youíve got a heart of gold and your beautiful in blue jeans

    CHORUS

    They say life is like a highway it can turn into a dead end road
    I ainít afraid to get stuck Iíve got a four wheel drive kind of heart
    My love is tough enough to carry any load

    CHORUS

    CHORUS
    Heart free, ride with me, I wanna be your getaway truck
    I wanna be your getaway truck

    (Aaron Watson)
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI)

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    Bluebonnets (Julia's Song)

    Bluebonnets (Julia's Song)

    In another time and place Grandma would kiss my face
    Wish I could go back there again
    Iíd climb up in my Grandpaís lap Iíd lay down and take a nap
    That old man and me were best friends

    And one day I turned around the leaves of fall had fallen down
    Those fields were bare and brown and they were gone, long gone

    CHORUS:
    Like bluebonnets in the spring weíre only here for a little while
    Itís beautiful and bittersweet so make the most of every mile
    So pack light and love heavy give it all your heart and soul
    So in the end you wonít regret one thing
    Life is like bluebonnets in the spring

    Thereís so much I canít explain such as gravity and pain
    Still I remain blind folded and full of faith
    I kiss my angel girl goodbye, still canít help but wonder why
    But I believe Iíll see her again someday

    So hold Ďem tender and hold íem tight, pray every morning day and night
    God will help you raise them right and donít you blink, donít blink

    CHORUS

    Life can be filled full sorrow
    Time is something you canít borrow
    So love like thereís no tomorrow
    Because today could be the day

    CHORUS

    (Aaron Watson)
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI)

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    That's Why God Loves Cowboys

    That's Why God Loves Cowboys

    He wanted someone who loves the land as much as he does
    Someone who knows the blessings of a good hard rain
    Somebody simple and strong that he knows he can count on
    Soft as the wind yet bold enough to bless his name

    CHORUS:
    Thatís why God loves cowboys I believe thereís a place in his heart
    Cause when the hurt needs tending and fences need mending
    He knows theyíll work hard
    On his great big ranch called life cause they love and take care
    Of all his creations from the horses they ride
    To those broken hearted honky tonk angels
    Oooh oooh thatís why God loves cowboys

    He knew theyíd need room to breathe and freedom
    So he gave Ďem Texas and those big Montana skies
    He was there when he heard those prayers cominí from Cheyenne
    Right beside that young man on his last ride

    Oooh those cold nights get lonely
    He needs more than just a good fire to keep him warm
    Oooh thereís nothing more holy
    Than the love of a woman to weather lifeís storm

    (Aaron Watson, Troy Olsen, Sarah Buxton)
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI), Warner‐Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI) / Hillbilly Poetry (BMI) / Goes Something Like This Music (BMI). All rights admin. by Warner‐Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI), Big Red Toe / Bux Tone Music (BMI) (admin. by Big Loud Bucks). All Rights Reserved. Used By Permission. International Copyright Secured.

  • 8

    That's Gonna Leave A Mark

    That's Gonna Leave A Mark

    First kiss I thought I died and gone to heaven
    There in the parking lot of that ol' 7 Eleven
    I filled up her truck, I went in to pay
    When I walked out she was with him smiling as she drove away

    CHORUS:
    I know that's gonna leave a mark just like a tattoo on my heart
    My little brunette wrecking ball with a sexy southern draw
    Is gonna tear my world apart
    And I know just like a moth drawn to a flame
    I'll come running when she whispers my name
    And like a tattoo on my heart I know that's gonna leave a mark

    If you play with fire your bound to get burned
    You would think by now that I would have learned
    But she's looking so hot so what can I say
    My mama said don't but I did it anyway

    CHORUS

    Ah tug on them heartstrings

    I wish she didn't look so dang good
    I wish she wouldn't smile at me that way
    There's an exit light shining brighter than the sun
    Like a sign from above telling me to run away

    CHORUS
    And like a tattoo on my heart I know she's gonna leave a mark

    (Aaron Watson)
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI)
  • 9

    The Underdog

    The Underdog

    Donít you ever let this world push you around
    Use your head and keep your feet firmly on the ground
    If you get knocked down get back up and try again

    Donít you ever lose that sparkle in your eyes
    Donít bottle up your passion like a jar of fireflies
    If you ever lose sight of your light and you feel like giviní in

    CHORUS:
    Donít you forget your faith in God above
    Donít you forget your Mom and Daddyís love
    When you fear when you fail when you feel your gonna fall
    Follow your heart and always believe in the underdog

    Donít buy a thing unless you can pay in cash
    Go ahead and throw those credit cards in the trash
    Love is a virtue, honesty is the key, say your prayers, brush your teeth
    And donít you watch too much TV

    If youíre down in the count, one strike away
    Choke up and crowd the plate and put the ball in play
    Keep your nose down when you win and keep your head up when you lose
    And youíre gonna lose

    CHORUS

    And there will come a day when I will fly away
    So make me smile while weíre apart
    You gotta sing from your soul and play with all of your heart

    Thereís a good chance your heart will break in two
    Trust that God has someone special planned for you
    Did you know I was down on love and luck when he sent your mom to me

    Someday youíll have babies of your own
    So cherish every moment youíre gonna blink and theyíll be grown
    The greatest honor that Iíve ever had is having you call me your dad

    CHORUS

    (Aaron Watson)
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI)

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    Blame It On Those Baby Blues

    Blame It On Those Baby Blues

    Now there you go giving that eye with your hand on my thigh
    You got me swerving all over the place
    You got me wanting and needing you're the reason for my speeding
    And you know you can't blame it on the brakes

    CHORUS:
    Blame it on those baby blues for looking like you do
    Blame it on your slow dancin' country road romancing
    Blame it on the moonlight shining bright tailgate kinda summer night
    Blame it on you for loving me so true
    Girl you can blame it on your smile, your whisper and your touch
    Blame it on your lips for kissing me so much
    Blame it on those baby blues but you can't blame me for loving you

    Hey when the sun goes down on this sleepy little town
    You turn my world into a country love song
    Take a good long look in the mirror and no it couldn't be any clearer
    And you'll see what turns my radio on

    CHORUS

    Way you love me can't get enough of me
    Rain or shine all the time with all your heart and soul
    I'll be looking in your eyes by the time the sunrise
    Comes shining through your bedroom window

    CHORUS
    No, no matter what you do
    Girl you can't blame me for loving you
    You can blame it on those baby blues for looking like you do

    (Aaron Watson, Hunter Hutchinson)
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI), Hunter Hutchinson designee

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    One Of Your Nights

    One Of Your Nights

    I've had one of those days, good for nothing kinda days
    I've had hard luck, bad luck and no luck at all
    Girl I need you to be my soft place to fall

    CHORUS:
    So lay your pretty head on my side of the bed
    I'll turn it on and on when I turn off those bedroom lights
    Say you want me to stay, kiss my worries away, far away
    I've had one of those days, good for nothing kinda days
    Baby I need one of your nights

    I long to hold you tight, fine wine and candlelight
    I've had red lights, bar fights, bright lights blinding me
    Girl I need your touch to set me free

    CHORUS

    Girl we've got that kind of romance, one that we'll dance
    Without even touching the ground
    Remember that night on your street I said I'd sweep you off your feet
    Well forever is forever and I'm never gonna let you down
    Never ever gonna let you down

    CHORUS

    I've had one of those days, good for nothing kinda days

    (Aaron Watson)
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI)

  • 12

    Family Tree

    Family Tree

    Sunday afternoon church potluck
    George Jones blaring from my Grandpa's truck
    Granny's fried chicken and her sweet tea
    Now that's a bittersweet memory

    The ol' tire swing where my little boys play
    Well that was me only yesterday
    Doing double back flips off a branch in the tank
    Kissin' on you and fishing from the bank

    CHORUS:
    We've had some good times, got through the bad times
    The sound of laughter always covers up the sad times
    Strong as an oak, solid as a hickory
    That's the love made in the shade of our family tree

    Passed down from my Granny and my Grandpa
    Mom and Dad kept it safe kept it sturdy and tall
    Summers were hot winters were long
    But our roots were deep and our faith was strong

    Now some are gone and some are all grown
    You and me baby branched out on our own
    With every sunset comes another sunrise
    I can see my Daddy in our little boy's eyes

    CHORUS

    We've lost loved ones throughout the years
    Remember their smiles and dry those tears
    Cause they live on in your heart and mine
    So let love grow like a kudzu vine

    CHORUS

    Sunday afternoon church potluck
    George Jones blaring from my Grandpa's truck
    A family that prays together is a family that stays together
    Love the Lord thy God and Savior with all your heart and love thy neighbor
    A family that prays together is a family that stays together
    Love the Lord thy God and Savior with all your heart and love thy neighbor

    (Aaron Watson, Keith Stegall)
    © 2014 Tunes From HTK (BMI), The Writers Building (BMI)

  • 13

    Rodeo Queen

    Rodeo Queen

    We pull into town try to find the fairgrounds
    Park this Cadillac out back behind the loading shoots
    Finally made the big show traveling with the rodeo
    I'm one of the boys that makes sure nobody pays with their

    Life ain't easy for a joker like me
    I got a smile painted on my face it's only make believe

    CHORUS:
    She's got me where she wants me
    Got me blinkin' when they call for the gate
    I'm afraid someone's gonna get hurt case I'm not thinking straight
    I'm in love with the rodeo queen
    A clown in love with the rodeo queen

    Every night the crowd goes wild when they see her ridin'
    Shining like a diamond she don't even know my name
    I try to turn my feelings off before they load the roughstock
    Gotta get my stuff together take a shot and forget how much

    Time stands still when the bulls starts spinning
    When the bull starts spinning, when the bull starts spinning

    CHORUS

    And maybe by Telluride
    I might work up the nerve to tell her I
    Ain't just some fool in a barrel no
    There's a real heart beating underneath my
    Oversized Wranglers yellow suspenders
    I might look like it but I ain't a pretender
    No, no

    I gotta tell her, I gotta tell her, gotta tell her that

    CHORUS

    (Troy Olsen, John Caldwell, Jim Beavers)
    © 2014 Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI) / Hillbilly Poetry (BMI) / Made For This Music (BMI) All rights admin. by Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp. (BMI), Sony/ATV Tree Publishing / Dontcallmebrett Music (BMI), Opposite Spectrum (ASCAP)

  • 14

    Fence Post

    Fence Post

    Now this is a true story, for the most part, that occurred on the top floor
    Of this big wig record executive's office in Nashville, Tennessee
    Now understand I'm not poking any fun or disrespecting anybody
    God knows I love country music with all my hear and soul
    And I love the Grand Ole Opry

    But I do have a problem with someone who can't even play a D chord on a guitar
    Telling someone with a dream that they won't get far
    So this song is dedicated to all those underdogs like me out there runnin' around
    Don't get discouraged if you have a dream, don't be afraid to chase it down
    This is how it goes

    He said "Son don't get offended by what I'm about to say
    I can see you have a passion for the songs you write and play
    But you lack what we all call commercial appeal
    And you just don't have what it takes to make it here in Nashville"
    Ouch

    Well my heart felt like a train wreck but I wore a smile on my face
    I said, "Thank you for your time sir," I put my guitar back in it's case
    Our little conversation was like a revelation redirecting my dreams
    Cause God knows I'd never sell my soul to rock n' roll or rap or wear those tight skinny jeans

    CHORUS:
    Cause you know I'd rather sing my own songs than be a puppet on a string
    I wear what I wanna wear, I'm gonna sing what I wanna sing
    Heaven knows all I need is my faith, my fans, my friends and my family
    Besides I'd rather be an old fence post in Texas than the king of Tennessee

    So I loaded up my ol' pick up truck, I drove back home to Amarillo
    Got a gig off old route 66 at this ballroom called The Armadillo
    And for the first 1000 show or so not a soul showed up
    I thought about quitting every other day but I just kept on kicking that cup

    Yeah I kept kicking that can surrounded by blood, sweat and beers
    And wouldn't you know I became an overnight sensation in just over ten years
    And now I'm packing out all the dancehalls and the rodeos every night
    I got a pretty wife, a ranch, a band, a bus, a boat, I'd say I'm doing alright

    CHORUS

    Well wouldn't you know that ol' record man showed up one night at this honky tonking bar
    After my show he said, "Son I believe you might be the next big country star"
    He said, "We like how you keep it raw, we like how your keeping it real
    And I think you may just have what we all like to call commercial appeal"
    Huh, ain't that somethin', well sir

    CHORUS
    Than to sell my soul to rock n' roll or rap or wear those tight fittin' skinny jeans

    (Aaron Watson)
    © 2014 Tunes from HTK (BMI)