Live Like You Were Dying Album

Artist(s): Tim McGraw

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Tracklist

How Bad Do You Want It

length: 3:45
writer: Bill Luther, Jim Collins

When I'm here on this highway
Breathing diesel smoke
Driving hard for hours
Trying to make that Memphis show
People always ask me
"Son what does it take
To reach out and touch your dreams?"
To them I always say

Are you hungry?
Are you thirsty?
Is it a fire that burns you up inside?

[Chorus]
How bad do you want it?
How bad do you need it?
Are you eating, sleeping, dreaming
With that one thing on your mind?
How bad do you want it?
How bad do you need it?
'Cause if you want it all
You've got to lay it all out on the line

I get to make my living
Doing what I love
Every night I give my heart and soul
Sometimes that ain't enough
But brother, if you're like me
Looking down that road
Be careful of that wild wind, son
Sometimes it don't let go

Can you feel it?
Can you taste it?
Can you hear it knocking at your door?

[Chorus]

There's always a price you pay no matter what you do
If you're gonna climb that mountain to the top
It always comes down to

[Chorus]

My Old Friend

length: 3:38
writer: Steve McEwan, Craig Wiseman
My old friend, I recall
The times we had, hanging on my wall
I wouldn't trade them for gold
'Cause they laugh and they cry me
Somehow sanctify me
They're woven in the stories I have told, and tell again
My old friend, I apologize
For the years that have passed
Since the last time you and I
Dusted off those memories
The running and the races
The people and the places
There was always somewhere else I had to be
And time gets thin, my old friend
Don't know why
Don't know why
Don't know why
Don't know why

My old friend, this song's for you
'Cause a few simple verses was the least that I could do
To tell the world that you were here
'Cause the love and the laughter
Will live on long after
All of the sadness and the tears
We'll meet again
My old friend...goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye

My old friend
My old friend
Goodbye
Goodbye

Can't Tell Me Nothin'

length: 3:09
writer: Rick Giles, Steve Bogard
1986 Harley Blowin' smoke and suckin' oil
My daddy said, "Buy it and you're crazy, boy"
Can't tell me nothin

It took two months to fix it up
One day to lay it down
I got a little hitch in my get-along now
Can't tell me nothin'

Talk is cheap
And free advice is worth the price you pay
I have to find out for myself the hard way
Can't tell me nothin'

Hometown homecoming sweet heart
Nobody thought I had a prayer
Her momma said, "Boy don't come around here"
Can't tell me nothin'

They say be careful what you wish for
I wanted to be her man
Two babies and a trailer later here I am
Can't tell me nothin'

Talk is cheap
And free advice is worth the price you pay
I have to find out for myself the hard way
Can't tell me nothin'

They say that drinkin' will kill you
The same thing with rollin' smoke
But that's two of the three things that
I like most
Can't tell me nothin'

I know what the good book preaches
But I know how I am
Sure hope somebody up there understands
You can't tell me nothin'

Old Town New

length: 5:01
writer: Bruce Robison, Darrell Scott
On a lover's leap with a freeway view
Sittin' on my hood
Thinkin' bout you
Going over in my mind
Every kiss and every fight
Yeah the fool on the hill
Is leading down another night

There were days so hard
I thought I had to go
I'd get in my car
And just follow the road
But this is my home
And it's who I am
And I know I'd stay
If I could make this old town new again

Color other than blue again
I'd have something to do again
Instead of thinking about you again
But the people I know
The places I go
Remind me of you
Oh, won't somebody come around
And make this old town new

There were nights so long
I thought the sun burned out
And there were girls so wrong
I don't want to talk about
I was burning up the night
Yeah, in an alcohol flame
Lightin' up my way
Trying to make this old town new again

Color other than blue again
I'd have something to do again
Instead of thinkin' about you again
But the people I know
The places I go
Remind me of you
Won't somebody come around
And make this old town new

But the people I know and
The places I go
Remind me of you

Love goes wrong but life goes on
And I know what I gotta do
I'm just hangin' around
Tryin' to make this old town new

Live Like You Were Dying

length: 4:57
writer: Tim Nichols, Craig Wiseman
He said
"I was in my early forties
With a lot of life before me
And a moment came that stopped me on a dime
I spent most of the next days
Looking at the x-rays
Talkin' 'bout the options
And talkin' 'bout sweet time"
I asked him
"When it sank in
That this might really be the real end
How's it hit you
When you get that kind of news?
Man, what'd you do?"

He said
"I went skydiving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named Fu Man Chu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying"
And he said
"Someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dying"

He said
"I was finally the husband
That most of the time I wasn't
And I became a friend a friend would like to have
And all of a sudden going fishin'
Wasn't such an imposition
And I went three times that year I lost my dad
I finally read the Good Book, and I
Took a good, long, hard look
At what I'd do if I could do it all again
And then

I went skydiving
I went Rocky Mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fu man chu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I gave forgiveness I'd been denying"
And he said
"Someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dying
Like tomorrow was a gift
And you've got eternity
To think about
What you'd do with it
What could you do with it
What did I do with it?
What would I do with it?

Skydiving
I went Rocky mountain climbing
I went 2.7 seconds on a bull named fu man chu
And I loved deeper
And I spoke sweeter
And I watched an eagle as it was flying"
And he said
"Someday I hope you get the chance
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying
To live like you were dying"

Drugs or Jesus

length: 4:40
writer: Troy Verges, Aimee Mayo, Brett James, Chris Lindsey
In my home town for anyone who sticks around
You're either lost or you're found
There's not much in between
In my home town everything's still black and white
It's a long long way from wrong to right
From Sunday morning to Saturday night

Everybody just wants to get high
Sit and watch a perfect world go by
We're all looking for love and meaning in our lives
We follow the roads that lead us
To drugs or Jesus

My whole life, I've tried to run, I've tried to hide
From the stained-glass windows in my mind
Refusing to let God's light shine down on me, down on me
Everybody just wants to get high
Sit and watch a perfect world go by
We're all looking for love and meaning in our lives
There's not much space between us
Drugs or Jesus

Everybody wants acceptance, we all just want some proof
Everyone's just looking for the truth
Everybody just wants to get high
Sit and watch a perfect world go by
We're all looking for love and meaning in our lives
We follow the roads that lead us
To drugs or Jesus
Oh, I need you Jesus
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Hallelujah...

Back When

Don't you remember
The fizz in a pepper
Peanuts in a bottle
At ten, two and four
A fried bologna sandwich
With mayo and tomato
Sittin' round the table
Don't happen much anymore

We got too complicated
It's all way over-rated
I like the old and out-dated
Way of life

Back when a hoe was a hoe
Coke was a coke
And crack's what you were doing
When you were cracking jokes
Back when a screw was a screw
The wind was all that blew
And when you said I'm down with that
Well it meant you had the flu
I miss back when
I miss back when
I miss back when

I love my records
Black, shiny vinyl
Clicks and pops
And white noise
Man they sounded fine
I had my favorite stations
The ones that played them all
Country, soul and rock-and-roll
What happened to those times?

I'm readin' 'Street Slang For Dummies'
'Cause they put pop in my country
I want more for my money
The way it was back then

Back when a hoe was a hoe
Coke was a coke
And crack's what you were doing
When you were cracking jokes
Back when a screw was a screw
The wind was all that blew
And when you said I'm down with that
Well it meant you had the flu
I miss back when
I miss back when
I miss back when

Give me a flat top for strumming
I want the whole world to be humming
Just keep it coming
The way it was back then

Back when a hoe was a hoe
Coke was a coke
And crack's what you were doing
When you were cracking jokes
Back when a screw was a screw
The wind was all that blew
And when you said I'm down with that
Well it meant you had the flu
I miss back when
I miss back when
I miss back when

Something's Broken

length: 3:43
Think something's broken then again nothin's smokin'
Or shakin' or chokin' like my ol' truck
But I think something's broken
And I think it's worth notin'
It started about the time
She got all packed up

Could be my ego, could be my pride
Or maybe my clam cool collective side
Might be my heart comin' eye to eye
With the truth that she wasn't jokin'

Think something's broken
'Cause I'm just layin' round hopin'
That maybe any moment
I'll get on track
But I think something's broken
All locked up or frozen cause I can't go forward
And I sure can't go back

Could be my ego, could be my pride
Or maybe my clam cool collective side
Might be my heart comin' eye to eye
With the truth that she wasn't jokin'

Think it's my heart
Comin' eye to eye
With the truth
She wasn't jokin'

I know something's broken
I Just started smokin'
And shakin'and chokin'
Like my old truck

Open Season on My Heart

length: 3:40
writer: James T. Slater, Rodney Crowell
Here's to the corners yet to turn
Here's to the bridges yet to burn
Here's to the whole thing blown apart
It's open season on my heart
The days go by like flying bricks
Leave gaping holes too deep to fix
I'd just stay home if I were smart
It's open season on my heart

I can't blame anyone but me
This reckless fool I've come to be
My tired excuses just don't fit
It don't look good from where I sit
I've tried to change without much luck
I reached the point where I get stuck
I hit the streets and the fireworks start
It's open season on my heart

I can't be something that I'm not
I can't give what I haven't got
I don't know where or why or when
I only know the shape I'm in

So here's to the clown down in the mouth
Here's to the whole thing going south
My own true love's turned poison dart
It's open season on my heart

Here's turning heartaches into art
It's open season on my heart

Everybody Hates Me

length: 3:29
writer: Casey Beathard, Ed Hill
Well Joe got a promotion
He's up there on top
Everybody was cheerin' him on
He deserves everything he's got

Guess who's the new talk of the town
The new S.O.B.
The one everybody loves cuttin' down
Man it's a sight to see
They all smile right to his face, and hide the jealousy
Me I'm just working hard to get to that place
Where everybody hates me

(Now check this out)

Well Bill got a promotion
He knocked Joe back down
Now Joe's everybody's long lost friend (laugh)
He's back in the crowd

Guess who's the new talk of the town
The new S.O.B.
The one everybody loves cuttin' down
Man it's a sight to see
They all smile right to his face, and hide the jealousy
Me I'm just working hard to get to that place
Where everybody hates me

Well everybody wants to be the big dog
Want to wag that big dog tail
But 'til they are they want to see the big dog fail

You pay your dues and you get your breaks
Then your the S.O.B.
The one everybody loves to hate
It just comes naturally
They all smile right to your face, and hide the jealousy
That's just the way it goes and I can't wait
'Til everybody hates me

Walk Like a Man

length: 3:36
composer: Tom Douglas
lyricist: Tom Douglas
In the fights they had he'd cover up his ears
Thought big boys don't cry, fight back all the tears
Mamma'd use her makeup to hide the bruises on her face
In the morning they'd pretend that there'd never ever been a trace
His old man woke him up to help him find the car
Take the bus uptown outside some run down bar
He swore that he was quitting, and then he'd start to cry
And though the boy knew the truth, sometimes he'd still believe that lie

The sins of the father are the sins of the son
All you do is crawl when you want to run
God gave boys their mammas
'Cause they always see their promise
And they help them understand
How to walk like man
Walk like a man

They moved a lot of places, they never settled down
And it got pretty old being the new kid in town
He'd always tell his friends, "My daddy's sick today"
Said he's be rich if he had a nickel every time he heard his momma say:

The sins of the father are the sins of the son
Crawl before you walk boy, walk before you run
Come on stand up straight, I'm proud of you, take my hand
I know you can
Walk like a man
Walk like a man

Your daddy's demons are callin' your name
Don't you listen to you 'em cause they got no claim
Temptations may come that ain't no sin
You get stronger every time that you don't give in

The sins of the father are the sins of son
You can't undo what has been done
You'll have to retrace his footsteps through the sand
And pray you find the love of a girl
Take her by the hand and walk on
Walk like a man

Blank Sheet of Paper

length: 4:08
writer: Brett Warren, Brad Warren, Don Schlitz
I am just a blank sheet of paper
This fool's about to write you a letter
To tell you that he's sorry for the way he did you wrong
To ask for your forgiveness for leaving you alone
He's been looking down at me, seems like forever
Takes the top on and off his pen
It's like he can't decide just what he wants to say
If he'd just tell the truth, I'd be on my way
But he just stares at me
I just stare at him
He don't know where to start
To say he doesn't want it to end
And now it's one hour later
And I am still a blank sheet of paper

Sunlight is shining through the curtains
He's almost asleep, pen in hand
There's a tear in his eye that refuses to fall
If it would land on me, that would say it all
But he just stares at me
I just stare at him
He don't know where to start
To say he doesn't want it to end
And now it's four hours later
And I am still a blank sheet of paper

And he just stares at me
I just stare at him
He don't know where to start
To say he wants it back again
And now one broken heart later
I am still a blank sheet of paper

Just Be Your Tear

length: 4:48
writer: Craig Wiseman, Tony Mullins
Don't know why he does what he does, playin' lost and found with your love
Tryin' to confuse you use you girl he gonna lose you sure enough
Don't know why he says all those things, always shootin' down all your dreams
He oughta know better than that, he oughta be watchin' his back, cause you know, you know

Girl I love the shine in your eyes, if only just for a moment girl I'd be satisfied
If I could only touch your cheek, maybe that's all I need to make my life complete
'Cause girl I can make you smile
If you knew that I was here, wishin' I could just be your tear

I don't know why he can't find the words, sayin' all those things you deserve
Girl if it was me there, I swear, you know you wouldn't have to feel so unsure
About what tomorrow might bring, girl you know I'd give everything
If I could just hold you like him, if I could be more than just friends, 'cause you know, you know

Girl I love the shine in your eyes, if only just for a moment girl I'd be satisfied
If I could only touch your cheek, maybe that's all I need, to make my life complete
'Cause girl I can make you smile
If you knew that I was here, wishin' I could just be your tear

Girl I love the shine in your eyes, if only just for a moment girl I'd be satisfied
If I could only touch your cheek, maybe that's all I need to make my life complete
'Cause girl I can make you smile
If you knew that I was here, wishin' I could just be your tear

Your tear, your tear, wishin' I could just be your tear, your tear, your tear, yeah...
Oh girl I love the shine in your eyes, in your kiss, in your smile, and your touch
Girl I love that look in your eyes when you say that you need me so much
If only I could just be your tear yeah yea...

Do You Want Fries With That

writer: Casey Beathard, Kerry Kurt Phillips
I thought that was your voice
I thought that was my car
Now we ain't ever met before
But I know who you are
You're living in my house
And I'm living in a tent
And don't laugh, this second job of mine
Is paying both our rents
You're out here buying 'Happy Meals'
And I'm eating rice and pintos
You so much as crack a smile at me, man
I'll come through this here window

Well you took my wife
And you took my kids
And you took that life
That I used to live
My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat
Yeah I think that's just about everything
Oh I almost forgot
Do you want fries with that?

Your ketchup's in the bag
And a check is in the mail
I hope your chicken's raw inside
And I hope your bun is stale
I'm supposed to tell you
"Please come back"
But how bout this instead?
I hope you both choke on a pickle
Man, that would tickle me to death
I don't know what you're waiting on
You're holding up the line
Oh man, you ain't got no change coming back
Are you out of your mind?

Well you took my wife
And you took my kids
And you took that life
That I used to live
My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat
Yeah I think that's all there is
Do you want fries with that?

Well you took my wife
And you took my kids
And you stole that life
That I used to live
My pride, the pool, the boat, my tools, my dreams, the dog, the cat
Yeah I think that about covers it
Do you want fries with that?

Kill Myself

length: 3:08
writer: Bob DiPiero, Anthony Smith, Bobby Terry
I'm gonna clean the house
I'm gonna fix the fence
With my final hours
I'm gonna tie up these loose ends
I won't leave a note for anyone to find
Tomorrow they'll know what I've done here tonight

The drastic steps I've taken
Are just an act of desperation
I knew no one would miss me, so what the hell?
I fought, and lied, I drank too much
Hurt everyone I've ever touched
And just how much I've hurt you, it's hard to tell
This is not some cry for help
It's goodbye, I wish you well
Because I love you I'm gonna kill myself

Now who is that in my easy chair?
Now wait a minute, that's the old me sitting there
And I thank God, the devil in me died
'Cause I stand before you now a man changed and alive

The drastic steps I've taken
Are just an act of desperation
I knew no one would miss me, so what the hell?
I fought, and lied, I drank too much
Hurt everyone I've ever touched
And just how much I've hurt you, it's hard to tell
This is not some cry for help
It's goodbye, I wish you well
Because I love you I had to kill myself.

I'm gonna clean the house
I'm gonna fix that fence
In my final hours, I'm gonna tie up these loose ends

We Carry On

length: 4:13
writer: James T. Slater, Tom Douglas
He hasn't seen a drop of rain for months it seems
The rollin' river is nothing; but a tricklin' stream
The crops are dyin' in the harsh sunlight
The dust on his tongue is dry
The fatted calf is down to skin and bones
We carry on

Alone in the city and she's only seventeen
The boy left her black and blue on the
Streets so mean
Just twelve weeks along and she's got
A life inside
Said she never ever felt so alone
She walks in the shelter, they say
Welcome home
We carry on

When our lives come undone
We carry on
'Cause there's promise in the morning sun
We carry on
As the dark surrenders to the dawn
We were born to overcome
We carry on

Beyond the picket fences and the oil wells
The happy endings and the fairy tales
Is the reality of shattered lives and
Broken dreams
We carry on

Its the family that grieves for a lost
Loved one
Its the soldier that won't leave til the
Job is done
Its the addict trying to turn his life around
Its pickin' yourself up off the ground
When you've been knocked down
We carry on

When our lives come undone
We carry on
'Cause there's promise in the morning sun
We carry on
As the dark surrenders to the dawn
We were born to overcome
We carry on

When our lives come undone
We carry on
'Cause there's promise in the morning sun
We carry on
As the dark surrenders to the dawn
We were born to overcome
We carry on
Carry on
We carry on

He stands in the field, cooled by
The winds of change
She smiles as her baby moves and it starts to rain