Eric Church

Chief

Chief

Released July 19, 2011 EMI Nashville

  1. Creepin'

    Like a honey bee beatin’ on my screen door
    Got a little buzz and my head is sore
    From my bed I can feel the sun
    Lord ‘round here the morning comes
    Just a creepin’ creepin’ creepin’ creepin’

    You shot outta here like a bullet from a gun
    A flip of a switch, a thief on the run
    Since the day you left me baby
    I can feel the lonely, I can hear the crazy
    Just a creepin’ creepin’, just a creepin’ creepin’

    Head to the future, run from the past
    Hide from the mirror, live in a glass
    What the dreams forget the whiskey remembers
    Kinda like molasses in late December
    Just a creepin’ creepin’

    Your cocaine kiss and caffeine love
    Got under my skin and into my blood
    That need you back comes over me
    Like ivy crawling up a hickory tree
    Just a creepin’ creepin’, just a creepin’ creepin’

    Head to the future, run from the past
    Hide from the mirror, live in a glass
    What the dreams forget the whiskey remembers
    Kinda like molasses in late December
    Just a creepin’ creepin’

    Just last night I saw the light
    At the end of that tunnel on the other side
    Thought I’d find my way out of this pain
    Only to find your memory train
    Creepin’
  2. Drink In My Hand

    Early Monday morning till Friday at 5
    Man I work work work but I don’t climb climb climb
    Boss man can shove that overtime up his can
    All I wanna do is put a drink in my hand

    Fill it up, throw it down
    I’ve got a 40 hour week worth of trouble to drown
    No need to complicate it, I’m a simple man
    All you gotta do is put a drink in my hand

    Yeah the parking lot is muddy, can’t get to the door
    I take my jacked up drop her down in 4x4
    Chill down a long neck, warm up the band
    All you gotta do is put a drink in my hand

    Fill it up, throw it down
    I’m about to tear a new one in this old town
    5 4 3 2 1 I’m a rocketman
    All you gotta do is put a drink in my hand

    Make me wanna go ooh ooh ooh when you dance like that
    You got that little tattoo playing peek-a-boo on your back
    Yeah if you want to impress me baby here’s my plan
    All you gotta do is put a drink in my hand

    Yeah fill it up, throw it down
    When you drive me home, take the long way around
    You be my Lois Lane, I’ll be your Superman
    All you gotta do is put a drink in my hand

    My head Monday morning when that alarm clock sings
    It goes bang bang bang while it ring ring rings
    Yeah I’m ready to roll if you want to rock again
    All you gotta do is put a drink in my hand

    Yeah fill it up, throw it down
    I got a little hung over still hanging around
    Yeah that hair of the dog is howling hey there man
    All you gotta do is put a drink in my hand

    That hair of the dog is howling hey there man
    All you gotta do is put a drink in my hand
  3. Keep On

    Yeah I see you over there making eyes at me
    Like you don’t wanna get caught
    Where’d you get the cowboy on your arm
    And where you want me to drop him off
    I see you trying to hide that fire inside
    But your hold me back’s almost gone
    Yeah it’s about time I let cowboy know
    That I’m a gonna take you home

    Yeah so keep on looking at me that way
    That way we can move this along
    I can tell you what I got here on my mind
    But I think you already know
    Yeah and now’s the time for you to turn around
    If you want me to walk away
    Or you can keep on keep on keep on keep on looking at me that way

    Yeah I can tell by the way I took your hand
    And then asked you to dance
    He went all John Wayne in front of his friends
    And said I don’t think so man
    Yeah all bowed up like a loud mouth pup
    Never been in a junkyard fight
    But if you’re gonna bark at the big dog boy
    Then you’re gonna get to feel the bite

    Yeah so keep on looking at me that way
    That way we can move this along
    I can finish sweeping her off her pretty little feet
    And your buddies can carry you home
    You can back off and let her dance with me
    And live to fight another day
    Or you can keep on keep on keep on keep on looking at me that way

    Yeah I love the way the sun’s coming through
    And bouncing off the small of your back
    Yeah I know if I call in sick today
    Boss man will have a heart attack
    Yeah I knew it was over when she rolled over
    And said baby why don’t you stay
    And keep on keep on keep on keep on looking at me that way
    Keep on keep on keep on keep on looking at me that
    Looking at me that, looking at me that way
  4. Like Jesus Does

    I’m a long gone Waylon song on vinyl
    I’m a back row sinner at a tent revival
    But she believes in me like she believes her bible
    And loves me like Jesus does

    I’m a lead foot leaning on a souped up Chevy
    I’m a good ol’ boy drinkin’ whiskey and rye on the levy
    But she carries me when my sins make me heavy
    And loves me like Jesus does

    All the crazy in my dreams
    Both my broken wings
    Every single piece of everything I am
    And she knows the man I ain’t
    She forgives me when I can’t
    And the devil man no he don’t stand a chance
    ’Cause she loves me like Jesus does

    I always thought she’d give up on me one day
    Wash her hands of me, leave me starin’ down some runway
    But I thank God each night and twice on Sunday
    That she loves me like Jesus does

    All the crazy in my dreams
    Both my broken wings
    Every single piece of who I am
    Yeah she knows the man I ain’t
    She forgives me when I can’t
    And the devil man no he don’t have a prayer
    ’Cause she loves me like Jesus does

    Yeah she knows the man I ain’t
    She forgives me when I can’t
    That devil man he don’t stand a chance
    ’Cause she loves me like Jesus does

    I’m a long gone Waylon song on vinyl
  5. Hungover & Hard Up

    Hungover and hard up
    I’m broken down and messed up
    I never saw your leavin’ coming
    But I sure felt it when it left

    Memory button stuck on repeat
    Mind skipping like a record machine
    Over and over that goodbye scene
    Keeps spinning in my head

    It keeps haunting me and ain’t no maybe about it
    The hurt keeps calling me, come on out we’ve got you surrounded
    Yeah the bottle in my hand is loaded
    And I ain’t afraid to use it tonight
            
    Hungover and hard up
    Pain hurts and whiskey’s tough
    And too much ain’t never enough
    To break through your spell

    Living in the lost and found
    Round and round, up and down
    I’m tired of this seesaw merry-go-round
    So Mary you can go to hell

    All I wanna do is just get on down the highway
    I’ll be there as soon as I get on outta my way
    Yeah the truth is like a hangman’s noose
    And it’s holding up my heart tonight

    Hungover and hard up
    I tried it all well now what
    I’ve giving everything but up
    And ups going down the drain

    Just when I thought the coast was clear
    You’re clouding up my atmosphere
    That morning sun’s waiting there when I wake up
    Hungover and hard up
  6. Homeboy

    You were too bad for our little square town
    With your hip-hop hat and your pants on the ground
    Heard you cussed out mama, pushed daddy around
    Before you tore off in his car
    Now here you are runnin’ these dirty ol’ streets
    Tattoo on your neck, fake gold on your teeth
    Got the hood here snowed but you can’t fool me
    We both know who you are

    (Chorus)
    Homeboy you’re 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 40
    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 was hauling this hay to Uncle Joe’s farm
    Thought of us barefoot kids in the yard
    Man it seems we were just catchin’ snakes in the barn
    Now you’re caught up in this mess
    I could use a little help unloadin’ these bales
    I can keep you pretty busy with a hammer and a nail
    Ain’t a glamorous life but it’ll keep you outta jail
    Not worry us all to death

    (Chorus)

    Come on home boy

    You can’t hold back the hands of time
    Mama’s going gray and so is daddy’s mind
    I wish you’d come on back and make it all right
    Before they’re called home boy

    Come on home boy, home boy
    Come on home boy
  7. Country Music Jesus

    There'll be fire on the mountain

    I had a revelation last night
    Divine inspiration from the other side
    Of what it's gonna take to right all this wrong
    We need a country music Jesus to come and save us all

    We need a second coming worse than bad
    Some longhaired hippie prophet preaching from the book of Johnny Cash
    A sheep among the wolves there standing tall
    We need a country music Jesus to come and save us all

    (Chorus)
    There'll be fire on the mountain
    There'll be revival and banging drums
    There'll be screaming and there'll be shouting
    When my country music Jesus comes

    We've had our believers in the past
    And they gave us a message that would last
    They built our house on a foundation of stone
    God send a country music Jesus to come and save us all

    (Chorus x2)

    When my country music Jesus comes
  8. Jack Daniels

    I’ve got a reputation goin’ round
    I ain’t never been the kind to back down
    I’ve thrown a punch or two and gave a few black eyes
    But Jack Daniels kicked my ass again last night

    Yeah I hung in pretty good for a round or two
    But he don’t fight fair like daddy taught me to
    Her memory turned my head and then he snuck up from behind
    Jack Daniels kicked my ass again last night

    I always thought this heart was made of steel and bulletproof
    But the memory of her taillights fading breaks it right in two
    Guess every Superman has got his kryptonite
    Jack Daniels kicked my ass again last night

    Well I didn’t bleed and I ain’t black and blue
    But it ain’t hard to tell who got the better of who
    ‘Cause in the morning light I’m hard to recognize
    Yeah Jack Daniels kicked my ass again last night

    I always thought this heart was made of steel and bulletproof
    But the memory of her taillights fading breaks it right in two
    Guess every Superman has got his kryptonite
    Jack Daniels kicked my ass again last night

    That black label is like black powder for my soul
    My head feels like a bomb about to blow
    Hell I’m half inclined to give that fuse a light
    And let Jack Daniels kick my ass again tonight
  9. Springsteen

    To this day when I hear that song, I see you standing there on that lawn
    Discount shades, store bought tan, flip-flops and cut off jeans
    Somewhere between that setting sun, I’m On Fire and Born To Run
    You looked at me and I was done but we were just getting started

    I was singing to you, you were singing to me
    I was so alive, never been more free
    Fired up my daddy’s lighter and we sang oh
    Stayed there till they forced us out
    We took the long way to your house
    And I can still hear the sound
    Of you saying don’t go

    When I think about you
    I think about 17
    I think about my old Jeep
    I think about the stars in the sky
    Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
    Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
    Springsteen

    If I bumped in to you by happenstance
    You probably wouldn’t even know who I am
    But if I whispered your name, I bet there’d still be a spark
    From back when I was gasoline and this old tattoo had brand new ink
    And we didn’t care what your mom would think ‘bout your name on my arm

    Baby is it spring or is it summer
    The guitar sound or the beat of that drummer
    You hear sometimes late at night on your radio
    Even though you’re a million miles away
    When you hear Born In The USA
    Do you relive those glory days from so long ago

    When you think about me
    Do you think about 17
    Do you think about my old Jeep
    Think about the stars in the sky
    Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
    Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
    Springsteen, Springsteen

    Funny how a melody sounds like a memory
    Like a soundtrack to a July Saturday night
    Springsteen, Springsteen
    Oh Springsteen
  10. I'm Gettin' Stoned

    I read it in the paper, marked a date on the wall
    To remind myself to celebrate the day I lose it all
    They made plans to be together, I made plans to be alone
    She got a rock and I’m gettin’ stoned

    Damn right I’ve got objections but it’s awful too late now
    The cans are on the limo and the rice is on the ground
    They’re headed for the islands but hell I’m already gone
    She got a rock and I’m gettin’ stoned

    Here’s to happy ever after and here’s to balls and chains
    Here’s to all us haters of old lovers new last names
    And here’s to holin’ up and gettin’ right where I belong
    She got a rock and I’m gettin’ stoned

    Yeah I knew that it was over when I heard those wedding bells
    That preacher was my jailer, now this bottle is my bail
    So much for all that prayin’ her I do would be I don’t
    She got a rock, I’m gettin’ stoned

    Here’s to happy ever after and here’s to balls and chains
    Here’s to all us haters of old lovers new last names
    And here’s to holin’ up and gettin’ right where I belong
    She got a rock, I’m gettin’ stoned

    So to hell with her and him
    And that white horse they rode out on
    She got a rock, I’m gettin’ stoned
    Yeah she got a rock, I’m gettin’ stoned
  11. Over When It's Over

    It’s over when it’s over, ain’t it baby, ain’t it
    Rips you like a dagger
    Can’t it baby, can’t it
    Wish we could do it over
    Damn it baby, damn it
    We had it in the air but just couldn’t land it
    It’s the first snap of the last straw
    Where regrets outlast the alcohol
    It’s a cold sweat in an empty bed
    Dreams are like a knife when you’re hanging by a thread
    It ain’t no maybe we can make it if we just play the right cards

    No, It’s over when it’s over, ain’t it baby, ain’t it
    Rips you like a dagger
    Can’t it baby, can’t it
    Wish we could do it over
    Damn it baby, damn it
    We had it in the air but just couldn’t land it
    It’s a white flag, it’s a stop sign
    It’s last long drag on a Marlboro Light
    It’s a long night of beatin’ up the past
    Knowing the first light is gonna hit you back
    This ain’t no gone for good drill or no goodbye false alarm
    It’s over

    This ain’t a baby wait, we can make it work
    It’s a blank page when your outta words
    It’s a flat line, it’s a heart attack
    Yeah it’s too far-gone to be shocked back
    It’s a one way with nowhere to turn
    It’s a no brakes baby, crash and burn
    Ain’t no map gonna ever bring us back from where we are

    No it’s just over when it’s over, ain’t it baby, ain’t it
    Rip you like a dagger
    Can’t it baby, can’t it
    Wish we could do it over
    Damn it baby, damn it
    We had it in the air and just couldn’t land it