Blame It On The Country Lyrics & Chords By Ryan Robinette

We’re riding around in the back of a truck. And people are always giving us that look. Like, them ole boys ain’t up to no good. Fifteen, sixteen, wild and crazy, but in school...read more

Maybe it's the way you're smiling at me Maybe it's the smiling moon Maybe in the morning I'll regret what I may or may not let you do I've already made my mind up, baby I'm keeping it...read more

Sixteen years old, just got my first truck, sweating heavy, burning county roads hot. Education took a back seat as her little cut offs were sitting in my front seat. Running on...read more

If it wasn't drinking, it was smoking If it wasn't smoking, it was spitting Skoal If it could drive hell yeah, we drove it Just like it was getting stolen If I wasn't...read more

Finally the week is through. Got a party, I’m a going to. All my friends are trailing close behind. Caravan of pick-up trucks, slack covered in Georgia mud. I can already tell...read more