Carey Latham

Cold in Tennessee
Writer: Michael Greco|Carey Latham

Bare branches fallin’
Hittin’ the frozen ground
Towns closed, powers out
I’m hold up here at the house

Her monogrammed welcome mat’s flappin in the wind
Hell, even the outside dog wants in

I’m 2 pours over a single barrel cube
Candle wax drippin’ down a bottle of JD
She’d be fussin’ 'bout the mess and the booze
But, maybe the mess is why she left, makin’ a mess a’me
I tell ya, it don’t matter the heat of the whiskey,
Tonight it’s cold in Tennessee
Damn, it's cold in Tennessee

Maybe I’ll call her
Would my 865 come up
Try to send a letter
But some too late words on paper won't cut it

Bet she’s south 65 lookin’ for summer all the time
Leavin’ me, 20 degrees and 100 proof behind

I’m 2 pours over a single barrel cube
Candle wax drippin’ down a bottle of JD
She’d be fussin’ 'bout the mess and the booze
But, maybe the mess is why she left, makin’ a mess a’me
I tell ya, it don’t matter the heat of the whiskey,
Tonight it’s cold in Tennessee
Damn, tonight it's cold in Tennessee

I’d go shovel that driveway, but ain’t no way she’s comin back

I’m 2 pours over a single barrel cube
Candle wax drippin’ down a bottle of JD
She’d be fussin’ 'bout the mess and the booze
Maybe the mess is why she left, makin’ a mess a’me
I tell ya, it don’t matter the heat of the whiskey,
Damn, tonight it’s cold in Tennessee

Sellin’ Summer
Alicia Rome|Carey Latham|Carin Fradin


She’s got,
Bubble gum pink straps under that white top
One shoulder on, one shoulder off
Sippin coconut somethin’ through a twisted straw
Her pants are shorts and her legs are bronze

Damn I came in cold, but she got me hot
She's somewhere that we're not

Ain’t nobody got their boat in the water
Ain’t nobody got their Traeger lit
We’re still waiting for tomatoes in the garden
But that girl’s acting like the corn came in
She's Jukeboxin' Kenny Chesney
Rockin that tan from Sun Tan City
Got me smack-dab in the middle of July
(Look out y'all)
That girl’s selling summer tonight

She got me ready to dive right in
Trade my beer for a salted rim
I’d love to get toasted on her island
Forget where I'm at for a little bit

Hell I’m buyin what she’s advertisin’

Ain’t nobody got their boat in the water
Ain’t nobody got their Traeger lit
We’re still waiting for tomatoes in the garden
But that girl’s acting like the corn came in
Sh'es Jukeboxin' Kenny Chesney
Rockin that tan from Sun Tan City
Got me smack-dab in the middle of July
(Look out y'all)
That girl’s selling summer tonight

Bet that girl’s got her pool wide open
Her pink flamingos all blown up
Damn I know she got us all floatin'
Like we're drinkin' from a tiki hut
But ain’t no, ain’t no, ain’t no
No

Ain’t nobody got their boat in the water
Ain’t nobody got their Traeger lit
We’re still waiting for tomatoes in the garden
But that girl’s acting like the corn came in
She's Jukeboxin' Kenny Chesney
Rockin that tan from Sun Tan City
Got me smack-dab in the middle a’July
that's right!
That girl’s selling summer tonight

Sellin' summer
(she's sellin summer tonight)
Sellin' summer
She's sellin summer tonight

Words in My Mouth
Writer: Carey Latham

It didn’t take a month, a week, even a night
I was textin’ my friends n’mom on the side
They were textin back, “girl, are you alright?”
They never heard me sayin the things I typed

Yeah you were doin’ it then
And nothing's changed since

CH
Boy, You’re puttin words in my mouth
Got me saying things I never said out loud
Like “I love you” “I need you”
“You’re everything I can’t live without”
Every time I turn around, there you go again boy puttin
Words in my mouth

Instead’a I and Me, I'm sayin' Us and We
All I sing’s "You Look Like You Love Me"
Girls, I can’t hang out, I’m busy
Wait, did I just say I’m too busy

Bet I’m even talkin in my sleep
Whisperin’ your name while I dream

REPEAT CH

Bridge
I think all that’s left is the Y.E.S.

REPEAT CH x3

Baby in a Bar
Carey Latham, Alicia Rome, Carin Fradin

100 proof in a whiskey glass
Loaded as the jukebox
Every night trying to drink you back
But we’re way past on the rocks

Pre
I wonder if you’re moving on with someone new
It kills me thinking someone else is calling you

CHORUS
Baby
In a bar, in your bed
It’s messin with my head
I’m going crazy
Since you left, I’m torn apart
You should be in my arms
I don’t know who you’re with or where you are
But i’m missing you, baby
In a bar

Your perfume on his seatback
Your heels on his front porch
My mind’s running up a tab
‘N if you brought him through that door

I don’t wanna think about him calling you

CHORUS
Baby
In a bar, in your bed
It’s messin with my head
I’m going crazy
Since you left, I’m torn apart
You should be in my arms
I don’t know who you’re with or where you are
But i’m missing you, baby
In a bar


Instrumental

And it’s breaking my heart, cuz I miss calling you

CHORUS
Baby
In a bar, in your bed
It’s messin with my head
I’m going crazy
Since you left, I’m torn apart
You should still be in my arms
I don’t know who you’re with or where you are
But i’m missing you, baby
In a bar in your bed
It’s messin with my head
I’m going crazy
Since you left, I’m torn apart
You should still be in my arms
I don’t know who you’re with or where you are
But tonight, i’m missing you, baby
In a bar
Baby in a bar

Ever Had - Carey Latham, Jesse Slack

Alarm clocks going off again, it ain’t easy getting out of bed
With all that's spinning in my head, it’s already “is it over yet.”
Truck ain’t the only thing on E, running thin from A to B
Bunch a billboards telling me to put my trust in him

I try and I try and I try,
No I don’t need another sign

CH
Have you ever had a day when you needed a night
Woah oh oh oh
To forget about what’s on the other side
Woah oh oh oh
Leave it out there just like that
Live it up, like it’s your last
The kind that keeps you looking back
On the best time you ever had
Ever had

How bout we let the screens go dark
Get a good feel for where we are,
Ain’t nothing gonna fall apart
Oh I know it’s hard

But It can wait, it can wait, it can wait,
Tomorrows never show up late

CH
Have you ever had a day when you needed a night
Woah oh oh oh
To forget about what’s on the other side
Woah oh oh oh
Leave it out there just like that
Live it up, like it’s your last
The kind keeps you looking back
On the best time you ever had


Ever had a don’t blink just go with it moment
Ever had the nerve to go all in and own it

CH
Have you ever had a day when you needed a night
Woah oh oh oh
To forget about what’s on the other side
Woah oh oh oh
Leave it out there just like that
Live it up, like it’s your last
The kind keeps you looking back
On the best time you ever had
Ever had

When It Ain’t Sunday
Writer: Carey Latham

She’s in the perfect dress and the perfect shoes
n’There they sit in a wooden pew
The perfect family as far as everybody knew
The preacher’s always thankin’ them for puttin’ in their 10 percent
The neighbors praise them for everything they do

Then lunch is served out behind the church
Where a covered dish hides more than fried chicken

She runs barefoot through the gravel til she reaches the mimosa tree
And a dirt path takes her to where the tall pines sway
Where daisies wait like friends that share her pain
And a God she prays makes her strong enough to face
Who she’s livin’ with when it ain’t Sunday

She steps off of a yellow school bus
Through a cloud’a red-dirt dust
Will she walk in to a hug or a house blowin’ up
And if so, it’ll be her fault cause mom’s crazy and dad’s drunk gone
And they’ll both use her to hurt the other one

She’ll hide her weekday bruises cause,
Lord knows, black and blue don’t match a Sunday bow

She runs barefoot through the gravel til she reaches the mimosa tree
And a dirt path takes her to where the tall pines sway
Where daisies wait like friends that share her pain
And a God she prays makes her strong enough to face
Who she’s livin’ with when it ain’t Sunday

One day a week she plays their perfect little soldier
The other six, she’s at battle alone, but she’s focused

Runnin’ barefoot through the gravel til she reaches the mimosa tree
And a dirt path takes her to where the tall pines sway
Where daisies wait like friends that share her pain
And a God she prays makes her strong enough to face
Who she’s livin’ with when it ain’t Sunday

The Monday paper showed
The house, the neighbors baffled
Nothin but ashes, in a picture that read
No survivors, just a set of footprints ……

Runnin’ barefoot through the gravel til she reached the mimosa tree
And a dirt path took her to where the tall pines sway
Where daisies waited like friends that shared her pain
And a God that finally made her strong enough to face
Who she was livin’ with..........................

Peace Sign
writers: Carey Latham


Since you walked in I’ve watched you go
From messin' with your hair to fiddlin’ with your phone
You ordered a tequila but you ain't even drank it
I ain’t hittin' on you but you got me thinkin’
When does the girl in the red lips
Still wearin’ a work dress
Quit lookin' so stressed

How’s a guy to know when you finally let go

Is it when you fall asleep watchin’ Pretty Woman
That smile on your face when the leaves start turnin’
On the phone with your mama layin on your couch
Glad you stayed home instead of goin out
Is it when your hair’s blowin back out your car window
Wildflowers in the dash you picked in a meadow
Or is it that look in your eyes right now lookin’ into mine girl
What’s your peace sign

See I always ask for an extra lime
When I’m drinkin' it straight, here you can have mine
Wait, were you just singin’ along with the band, damn
I love that song, it’s my backyard jam
When I sit on the porch step
Let the world disappear
N’wonder how an Angel chills

When do you relax your wings, forget about everything

Is it when you fall asleep watchin’ Pretty Woman
That smile on your face when the leaves start turnin’
On the phone with your mama layin on your couch
Glad you stayed home instead of goin out
Is it when your hair’s blowin back out your car window
Wildflowers in the dash you picked in a meadow
Or is it that look in your eyes right now lookin’ into mine girl
What’s your peace sign

Let me guess, loud bell bottoms when no ones lookin’
Two fingers in the air when you’re white wine buzzin’
A psychedelic sticker on your weekend jeep
Girl you’re killin’ me, I wanna see

Is it when you fall asleep watchin’ Pretty Woman
That smile on her your when the leaves start turnin’
On the phone with your mama layin on the couch
Tellin her you gotta go cause you wanna go out
It is when your hair’s blowin back out your car window
Wildflowers in the dash you picked in a meadow
Or is it the way your head right now wants to fall against mine
This ain’t a pickup line (yeah it is)
I wanna be your peace sign, girl
Let me be your peace sign

"Rooms to Go"
Writer: Carey Latham

listen up girl....

We used to be tangled sheets on a Texas king
Snuggled up watchin a sony flatscreen
Now it’s you in that bedroom, and me on the couch
Or you in the kitchen, and me on the porch til I’m crashed and passed out

We’re never together anywhere, anymore in this house

How many rooms to go before we run out of ‘em
And drop that word home like we dropped those vows honey
For better or worse, damn we bowed out quick
Next, it’s you in the office and me in the den
How many rooms to go ‘fore we call it quits

Got a 3/2 underneath a 30 year shingle
2000 square feet, a lawn pretty green until
It wudn't n'neither of us remembers who’s at fault
But it turned ugly, and we quit talkin’ and startin hidin’ behind the walls

How many rooms to go before we run out of 'em
And drop that word home like we dropped those vows honey
For better or worse, damn we bowed out quick
Next it’s you in the laundry and me in that attic
How many rooms to go ‘fore we call it quits

Who are we kiddin’, this ain’t "Hide and Seek"
Cuz nobody’s seekin’
It’s more like "Ghost in the Graveyard"
And nobody’s breathin'

How many rooms to go before we run out
And drop that word home like we dropped those vows
For better or worse, damn we bowed out quick
Guess next it’s the foyer and finally hittin’ that switch
How many rooms to go ‘fore we -call this what it is

How many, how many, how many rooms to go honey, 'fore we call it quits

Anyway
© Langdon/Latham/Hall


Don’t know what hurts the most, if it’s seein’ you with him, or
Realizin’ that I ruined, who we coulda been
I treated us like a cigarette that I could pick back up, but
Looks like that pack is empty, and I don’t know what

Comes after this if anything,
Is he just fillin' in the space that I made
If it ain't love then girl you know I’ll wait, so

If there’s any way
You’re thinkin ‘bout me right now
Don’t look away
Need your eyes tellin me right now
That empty drink that ya got in your hand
Is the last one you’re gonna have with him
N’that I should stay
A heartbreak’s what we’re chasin’ anyway

You're starin out at that floor like you're still hearin that song, we
Danced to that night back when , oh, everything went wrong
I didn't know she'd be in town and that she never let go, but
She ain't even worth bringin up now cuz she ain't you, so

If there’s any way
You’re thinkin ‘bout me right now
Don’t look away
Need your eyes tellin me right now
That empty drink that ya got in your hand
Is the last one you’re gonna have with him
N’that I should stay
A heartbreak’s what we’re chasin’ anyway
Anyway, yeah

I know it looks like bourbon, over here in my glass, but
It ain't nothin some hurtin girl that I'm throwin back

So if there’s any way
You’re thinkin ‘bout me
Don’t look away
Need your eyes tellin me, that
That empty drink that ya got in your hand
Is the last one you’re gonna have with him
N’that I should stay
A heartbreak’s what we’re chasin’ anyway
- (i know it looks like bourbon over here in my glass)
Anyway
-(it ain't nothin but some hurtin' girl)
A heartbreak's what we're chasin anyway

Back Porch
writers: Maddye Trew|Carin Fradin|Alicia Rome|Carey Latham

I got the rockin chair, the twinkle lights, a railing round to the steps
The welcome mat, the red front door and a couple green potted plants
I kissed him goodbye a week ago, and this beer in my hand is his
Can’t wait for him to get home, cause i know he’s missing this

We love like a country song and he’s my rambling man
I’m his keep the fire on, til that gravel cracks again
Tonight his flannel’s keepin me warm
There’s a breeze across these painted boards
He calls it the front porch
But it’s my waiting on him to come back, porch

Just like every April, the Begonia’s are in bloom
That rain’ll bring the rainbows and the dogwoods’ll come in soon
Mary Jo came over for my old fashioneds again
And my man’s out there on the road, just as happy in the wind

We love like a country song and he’s my rambling man
I’m his keep the fire on, til that gravel cracks again
Tonight his flannel’s keepin me warm
There’s a breeze across these painted boards
He calls it the front porch
But it’s my waiting on him to come back, porch
It's my waitin on him to come back, porch

We love like a country song and he’s my rambling man
I’m his keep the fire on, til that gravel cracks again
Tonight his flannel’s keepin me warm
Til he walks across these painted boards
Yeah he calls it the front porch
But it’s my waiting on him to come back, porch
it's my waitin on him to come back porch

My favorite thing about our home is the front porch
Cuz it's my waiting on him to come back, porch

HAIRSPRAY
writers: Carin Fradin, Alicia Rome, Joyce Sampson, Carey Latham


No I don’t come here often and I ain’t from around here
Oh thanks, yeah I did spend a minute in front of a big ole mirror
No my name’s not angel I didn’t fall from the sky
Good lord, I’m here alone, I ain’t got no guy

Are we gonna dance around this all night, cuz

I’m two drinks in on your tab
And I bet I know where your mind’s at
You wanna see more skin than i’m showin’
Get away no strings in the morning
Well honey cool your boots
I’ll be gone before you
We’re on the same page
We ain’t lookin for nothing lasting longer than my hairspray

I’ll let you teach me pool like I don’t know how to play
Cuz i’m ready for, your arms around me games
This Aqua Net’s only got a few hours left
So make a move boy and get the check, now

I’m three drinks in on your tab
And I bet I know where your mind’s at
You wanna see more skin than i’m showin’
Get away no strings in the morning
Well honey cool your boots
I’ll be gone before you
We’re on the same page
We ain’t lookin for nothing lasting longer than my hairspray

[Post Chorus]
Looking for nothing
Looking for nothing
Looking for nothing lasting longer than my hairspray
Looking for nothing
Looking for nothing
Looking for nothing lasting longer than my hairspray

I drank all night, on your tab
Now I got this, I’m callin us a cab
You wanna see more skin than i’m showin’
Get away no strings in the morning
Well honey cool your boots
I’ll be gone before you
We’re on the same page
We ain’t lookin for nothing lasting longer than my hairspray

[Post Chorus]
Looking for nothing
Looking for nothing
Looking for nothing lasting longer than my hairspray
Looking for nothing
Looking for nothing
Looking for nothing lasting longer than my hairspray

Mile Marker 19
Adam Carpenter|Shane Banks|Carey Latham


He sat down, ordered a drink a couple stools down from me
Not sayin’ much, barely lookin’ up, fumblin’ with his keys
It was easy to see he was somewhere he didn’t wanna be
In this interstate roadhouse, at mile marker 19

A song started to play, makin’ its way from the jukebox to us
The whole bar sang Drink A Beer and his eyes got to tearin’ up
He raised his ice water glass and I just had to ask
Man, what’s that ink underneath your sleeve, says Mile Marker 19
And he said

Don’t think you're too cool to let the bartender keep your keys
Don’t think you’re ok to drive after sittin’ here shootin’ the whiskey, take it from me
Don’t let your best friend get in with Jack Daniels behind the wheel
Cuz JD don’t care about pullin’ out in front’a two tons of steel
Leavin’ one of ya walkin’ away from the scene
And the other’s name on a little white cross at Mile Marker 19

He said, we grew up small town slow , livin’ fast like we had forever
Friday nights chasin’ quarterbacks and the girls that would let us
He was my best friend, my best man, had my six until the end
oh, I let him down, so friend

Don’t think you're too cool to let the bartender keep your keys
Don’t think you’re ok to drive after sittin’ here shootin’ the whiskey, take it from me
Don’t let your best friend get in with Jack Daniels behind the wheel
Cuz JD don’t care about pullin’ out in front’a two tons of steel
Leavin’ one of ya walkin’ away from the scene
And the other’s name on a little white cross at Mile Marker 19

I stop by when he’s on my mind
Seems like it’s damn near all the time
Sit with nothin’ cept water in my glass
Wishin’ I could go back, man don’t think that…

You're too cool to let the bartender keep your keys
Or you’re ok to drive after sittin’ here shootin’ the whiskey, take it from me
Don’t let your best friend get in with Jack behind the wheel
Cuz JD don’t care about pullin’ out in front’a two tons of steel
Leavin’ a man like me comin’ back to the scene
Full of regret and a tattoo that bleeds, Mile Marker 19

Time Flies
Writers: Carin Fradin|Drew Langdon|Carey Latham

When I walked in the band was settin’ up
I was 2 drinks in before I looked up
Then a 3 minute song did what it does
Two strangers on a dance floor fallin in love

First kiss, last call, every night on the phone
White dress, that glow
Beer cans down the road
To this driveway, I swear that

Time flies
When you think you’re just out for a night at the bar
Time flies
Across the hood of a Chevy sittin’ in park
While 2x4’s just lookin like boards
Turn into a house with a fence and a porch
To you and me in a swing starry eyed
Hangin’ on as
Time flies

We weren't ready but ready don't wait
With 8 pounds kickin there’s no hitting the brakes
From racing hot wheels, counting down to the day
We’ll be teachin ‘em to drive that Chevrolet

They’ll go, too fast, Like the days - Life does ya like that
They’ll learn, don’t rush,
Everything happens quick enough
Can’t see it, but I swear that

Time flies
When you think you’re just out for a night at the bar
Time flies
Across the hood of a Chevy sittin’ in park
While 2x4’s just lookin like boards
Turn into a house with a fence and a porch
To you and me in a swing starry eyed
Hangin’ on as
Time flies

I guess til we get our wings, and head off into the sky
We won’t know where, or why…

Time flies
When you think you’re just out for a night at the bar
Time flies
Across the hood of a Chevy sittin’ in park
While 2x4’s just lookin like boards
Turn into a house with a fence and a porch
To you and me in a swing starry eyed
Hangin’ on as
Time flies