Posts By Eric Luckey Moore
0 All Of Your Love (Lyric)
I WAS JUST AN OLD HAYSEED PLOWBOY
WITH A HEAD FULL OF DREAMS AND POCKETS FULL OF CORN
YOU WERE HIGHER ON THE HOG FROM THE NICER SIDE OF TOWN
I’D SEE YOU ON SUNDAY AND KNOW THAT ONE DAY
I’D GIVE YOU ALL OF MY
GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE, GIVE YOU ALL OF MY LOVE
GIVE YOU ALL MY KISSES, GIVE YOU ALL MY HUGS
GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE, I GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE
I LOVE THE WAY YOU WALK, YOU TALK, YOU SMILE
BUT THE NUMBER ONE THING THAT DRIVES ME WILD
IS ALL YOUR LOVE, YOU GIVE ME ALL YOUR LOVE
YOU GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR LOVE
YOU GOT A STYLE THAT I’D NEVER SEEN BEFORE
YOU CARRY YOURSELF LIKE THE WHOLE WORLD’S YOURS
AND IT SHOULD BE, YOU DESERVE IT
I’M GONNA GIVE IT TO YOU, BABY, BIT BY BIT
I GIVE YOU ALL OF MY
(REPEAT CHORUS)
SINCE THE DAY I MET YOU, YOU’VE HAD ME ALL TORE UP
YOU’VE GIVEN ME EVERYTHING A BOY COULD NEED AND THEN SOME
FROM YOUR BIG BROWN EYES TO YOUR PRETTY PINK TOES
I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU, BABY, AND I HOPE YOU KNOW
I’LL GIVE YOU
GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE, GIVE YOU ALL OF MY LOVE
GIVE YOU ALL MY KISSES, GIVE YOU ALL MY HUGS
GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE, I GIVE YOU ALL MY LOVE
I LOVE THE WAY YOU WALK, YOU TALK, YOU SMILE
BUT THE NUMBER ONE THING THAT DRIVES ME WILD
IS ALL YOUR LOVE, YOU GIVE ME ALL YOUR LOVE
I LOVE THE WAY YOU LAUGH, YOU DANCE, YOU SING
YOUR NERVES, YOUR CURVES, BUT THE VERY BEST
THING, IS ALL YOUR LOVE
YOU GIVE ME ALL YOUR LOVE
YOU GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR LOVE
Writer: Eric Moore
0 Couchin’ It (Lyric)
I’M GONNA PUT MY SLIPPERS ON AND MY FAVORITE PAIR OF HANES
I MIGHT DRINK LIKE OL’ GEORGE JONES ‘TIL I CAN’T FEEL A THING
I’VE WORKED HARD, ALL WEEK, ALL YEAR, TODAY I’M GONNA JUST SIT HERE
WITH THE DOORS LOCKED AND THE SHADES DRAWN
TURNIN’ THIS SOUL SUCKIN’ CELL PHONE OFF
I’M COUCHIN’ IT, GONNA KICK UP THESE TWO FEET
BABY, I’M COUCHIN’ IT, GONNA SEE WHAT’S ON TV
I GOT MY CAPTAIN CRUNCH AND SOME WHOLE MILK
AND A CUP OF MAXWELL HOUSE TO SIP
GONNA KICK BACK, RELAX, UNWIND, AND STAY
JUST COUCHIN’ IT, COUCHIN’ IT, YEAH, COUCHIN’ IT
SITTIN’ HERE RACKIN’ MY BRAIN ‘TWEEN P.F. CHANG’S AND DOMINO’S
I DIDN’T’ WANNA THINK TODAY, AWW HELL, I’LL JUST GET BOTH
I’M GONNA SEE IF I’M ON CMT
IT’S A GOOD LOOKIN’ KID BUT NOPE, NOT ME
DOOR BELL RINGS, BUDDY, KEEP THE CHANGE
GOT THE PEPPERONI SWEATS, BELCHING UP LO MEIN
I’M COUCHIN’ IT, GONNA KICK UP THESE TWO FEET
BABY, I’M COUCHIN’ IT, GONNA SEE WHAT’S ON TV
I GOTTA BAG OF CHIPS AND A SNICKER’S BAR
AND MY MOUNTAIN DEW IN A MASON JAR
GONNA KICK BACK, RELAX, UNWIND AND STAY
JUST COUCHIN’ IT
WELL, THE GOOD LORD SAID LET THERE BE LIGHT
THEN HE MADE THE WATERS WHERE THE FISH DOTH BITE
THEN HE MADE THE WOODS WHERE THE CRITTERS PLAY
AND THEN ON THE SEVENTH DAY
HE WAS COUCHIN’ IT, HE KICKED UP HIS TWO FEET
YEAH, I’M COUCHIN’ IT, I’M GONNA SEE WHAT’S ON TV
I GOT MY JUNIOR MINTS AND MY BUTTERED POPCORN
A FROSTY MUG AND A BEER TO POUR
I’M REMOTE GRIPPIN’, CHANNEL FLIPPIN’
VIEWIN’, CHEWIN’, SIPPIN’, SNOOZIN’
COUCHIN’ IT, COUCHIN’ IT, YEAH, I’M COUCHIN’ IT, COUCHIN’ IT
Writer: Eric Luckey Moore
0 Take ‘Em With ‘Ya (Lyric)
MY PLANE TOUCHED DOWN
ON HOSTILE GROUND
TO PLAY A COUPLE SHOWS
FOR THE BOYS AT THE USO
A YOUNG SERGEANT SHOOK MY HAND
AFTER 18 MONTHS IN AFGHANISTAN
I SAID, MAN, HOW DO YOU DO IT
WHAT GETS YOU THROUGH IT (HE SAID)
WHEN YOU MISS YOUR WIFE AT HOME
YA’ NEVER MET YOUR NEWBORN BABY
WHEN YOU’RE FEELING ALL ALONE
THIS IS HOW YOU KEEP FROM GOIN’ CRAZY
KEEP THOSE 2X2’S IN YOUR POCKET
KEEP THAT PORTRAIT THERE IN YOUR LOCKET
ALL THOSE CELL PHONE PICTURES
JUST TAKE ‘EM WITH YA
KEEP ON WEARIN’ THAT GOLD RING
COULD BE ANY LITTLE THING
THAT KEEPS ‘EM IN YOUR TICKER
JUST TAKE ‘EM WITH YA
IT’S A HAPPY DAY
BUT SAD IN ANOTHER WAY
WHEN THE TOUR BUS WHEELS START TURNING
CROWDS ON FIRE AND THE SPOTLIGHTS BURNING
WHEN THE SHOW IS DONE
WHEN I’M ALL ALONE IN BED
GIRL, WHEN I’M MISSIN’ YOU
THOSE WORDS RUN THROUGH MY HEAD
(REPEAT CHORUS)
IF THOSE BIG RIG WHEELS TAKE YOU FAR AWAY
OR IF YOU’RE ONLY GONE FOR AN EIGHT HOUR DAY
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Writer: Eric Moore / Bryce Carlisle
0 Fly Away From Me (Lyric)
YOU GOT YOUR BEST DRESS ON
GOT YOUR HAIR JUST RIGHT
YOU’RE SITTING IN A CAR IN MY DRIVEWAY
ABOUT TO COME INSIDE
BUT BABY I’VE BEEN LET DOWN
MORE TIMES THAN I CAN COUNT
THIS OLD HEART’S BEEN RIPPED APART, BROKEN DOWN,
TRAMPLED ON AND TORE OUT
YEAH, IT AINT THAT I DON’T LIKE YOU
OR THAT THIS AIN’T WORTH SEEING THRU
IT’S JUST THAT WHAT I GOT LEFT TO GIVE
AIN’T NEVER GONNA BE ENOUGH FOR YOU
SO IF YOU CAN’T TURN WINE INTO WATER
OR TURN WATER INTO GLUE
TO PUT TOGETHER ALL THE PIECES OF THIS BROKEN DOWN MAN
THAT THE LAST ONE LEFT FOR YOU
IF YOU CAN’T RAISE THE DEAD FROM THE COLD HARD GROUND
OR MAKE A BLIND MAN SEE
ANGEL, SPREAD YOUR WINGS AND FLY AWAY FROM ME
I KNOW IT DOESN’T PUT YOUR MIND AT EASE
BUT SINCE YOU’VE GOT YOUR EYE ON ME
I WILL SOAK UP ALL THE LOVING THAT YOU’RE WILLING TO BE GIVING
BABY, I’M IN DESPERATE NEED
IF YOU’RE DOWN FOR A ONE NIGHT STAND
THEN MAYBE I’M YOUR KINDA MAN
BUT IF IT AIN’T YOUR DESIRE TO BE PLAYING WITH FIRE
THEN YOU’RE GONNA BURN YOUR HANDS
(REPEAT CHORUS)
I CAN LIVE WITH BEING LONELY
BABY THAT AIN’T NOTHING NEW
‘CAUSE LONELY AIN’T AS BAD AS HURTING YOU
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Writers: Eric Luckey Moore / Bryce Carlisle
0 Take A Chance On Love (Lyric)
(ONE, TWO, BABY, ME AND YOU SHOULD)
TAKE A CHANCE, TAKE A CHANCE ON LOVE
TAKE A CHANCE, TAKE A CHANCE ON LOVE
WE COULD SEE WHAT THINGS ARE REALLY MADE OF
IF WE TAKE A CHANCE ON LOVE
WE’VE BEEN THE BEST OF FRENDS FOR A PRETTY GOOD WHILE, NOW GIRL
I’VE BEEN BITIN’ MY TONGUE AND DREAMIN’ ‘BOUT ROCKIN’ YOUR WORLD
(I KNOW I COULD)
BE YOUR KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR ON A BIG WHITE STEED
BE THE ONE WHO SWEEPS YOU OFF YOUR FEET
AND TREATS YOU LIKE A QUEEN, IF YOU’LL JUST
TAKE A CHANCE, TAKE A CHANCE ON LOVE
TAKE A CHANCE, TAKE A CHANCE ON LOVE
WE COULD SEE WHAT THINGS ARE REALLY MADE OF
IF YOU TAKE A CHANCE ON LOVE
TAKE A CHANCE ON LOVE, TAKE A CHANCE ON LOVE
GIVE ME ALL YOUR SUGAR, BABY, AND
I’LL GIVE YOU ALL OF MY HUGS
TAKE A CHANCE ON LOVE, TAKE A CHANCE ON US
BABY, TAKE A CHANCE, TAKE A CHANCE, TAKE A CHANCE ON LOVE
WE COULD BE HOLDING HANDS AS THE WIND BLOWS THROUGH OUR HAIR
TOES IN THE SAND ON A BEACH SOMEWHERE
OR SKINNY DIPPING IN THE CREEK – DRIP DRYING IN THE WARM SUNSHINE
MAKING SWEET, SWEET LOVE IN THE BED OF A TRUCK
‘NEATH THE FIREFLIES, COME ON, GIRL
(REPEAT CHORUS)
BABY, EVEN OL’ RAY CHARLES COULD SEE
THAT YOU AND I WERE MEANT TO BE
SIDE BY SIDE AND HAND IN HAND
BABY, BE MY WOMAN, I’LL BE YOUR MAN
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Writer: Eric Moore
0 When A Good Ol’ Boy Loves A Country Girl (Lyric)
HERE’S A STORY ABOUT LOVE, IT HAPPENED BACK IN 1939
GRANDDADDY WAS DIRT POOR AND HEAD OVER HEELS
FOR A LOCAL CASHIER WITH BLUE EYES
HE DIDN’T EVEN OWN A CAR BUT HE WALKED THERE TWICE A WEEK
IT WAS 3 MILES TO TOWN BUT HE WOULD HAVE WALKED A HUNDRED
FOR A KISS ON THE CHECK
WELL, THIS AIN’T NO CINDERELLA STORY
THERE’S NO PRINCE CHARMING ON A BIG WHITE HORSE
JUST A PLOWBOY WITH A JOHN DEERE TRACTOR
MEETS A PRETTY GIRL AT THE GENERAL STORE
AND THEY STUCK LIKE GLUE FOREVER
BECAUSE THE STRONGEST BOND IN THE WORLD
IS WHEN A GOOD OL’ BOY LOVES A COUNTRY GIRL
HE WENT TO FIGHT OVERSEAS AND THOUGH HE WAS A 1,000 MILES AWAY
SHE NEVER LEFT HIS MIND AND HE ALWAYS TOOK THE TIME
TO WRITE HER EVERYDAY
WHEN HE MADE IT BACK HOME IT WAS THE FIRST TIME
HE SAW HIS DAUGHTER’S FACE, AS IT DOES TIME FLEW
SHE WAS DATING ‘FORE HE KNEW IT HE WAS GIVING HER AWAY
WELL, THIS AIN’T NO CINDERELLA STORY
THERE’S NO PRINCE CHARMING ON A BIG WHITE HORSE
JUST A HOMEGROWN SOLDIER’S DAUGHTER
MEETS THE FARMER’S SON NEXT DOOR
AND THEY STUCK LIKE GLUE FOREVER
BECAUSE THE STRONGEST BOND IN THE WORLD
IS WHEN A GOOD OL’ BOY LOVES A COUNTRY GIRL
I’M JUST THE SON OF A SOLDIER’S DAUGHTER
BABY, THAT’S WHERE I COME FROM
ROYALTY I’LL NEVER BE BUT IF ALL YOU WANT’S MY LOVE
THIS CAN BE YOUR CINDERELLA STORY
I CAN BE PRINCE CHARMING IN MY PICK UP TRUCK
WE CAN BUILD OUR DREAMS IN A DOUBLE WIDE CASTLE
AND SEE WHAT THE FUTURE HOLDS FOR US
WE’LL STICK LIKE GLUE FOREVER
BECAUSE THE STRONGEST BOND IN THE WORLD
IS WHEN A GOOD OL’ BOY LOVES A COUNTRY GIRL
AND THIS GOOD OL’ BOY LOVES THIS COUNTRY GIRL
Writer: Eric Moore
0 Throwback (Lyric)
BARE-SKIN RUNNING THROUGH A DOWNPOUR
JUST TO MEET ME IN THE DRIVE
JUMPS UP, WRAPS HERSELF AROUND ME
THAT’S JUST HER WAY OF SAYING HI
JUST BEYOND HER BEADED DOORWAY
I TRAVEL BACK IN TIME
MAKING LOVE RIGHT THERE IN HER BEAN BAG CHAIR
LIKE IT’S 1969
SHE’S A BLACK AND WHITE TV WITH NO REMOTE CONTROL
BELL BOTTOM BLUE JEANS FROM THE THRIFT STORE
SHE’S A PEACE SIGN STICKER ON A SOLDIER’S PATCH
SHE’S MY THROWBACK, THROWBACK
SHE’S A PAIR OF BARE FEET WALKING THRU A FIELD OF DAISIES
JANICE JOPLIN’S WILD CHILD STRUMMING ON HER UKULELE
I SWEAR THE SOUL OF A GYPSY GOT TRAPPED
IN MY PRETTY LITTLE THROWBACK
HEY EYES AIN’T BURIED IN SOME CELL PHONE
AND EVERYTIME THEY LOCK WITH MINE
JUST LIKE THE OLD BLACK VINYL RECORDS SHE PLAYS
KEEPS MY HEART SKIPPING ALL THE TIME
(REPEAT CHORUS)
SHE’S A LONG LOST WAY OF LIVING
FROM A BETTER SIMPLIER TIME
JUST WHAT MY WORLD’S BEEN MISSING
YEAH, WHAT’S ON MY MIND IS
A PAIR OF BARE FEET WALKING THRU A FIELD OF DAISIES
JANICE JOPLIN’S WILD CHILD STRUMMING ON HER UKULELE
I COULD SWEAR THE SOUL OF A GYPSY GOT TRAPPED
IN MY PRETTY LITTLE THROWBACK
Writers: Eric Moore / Ruben Estevez
