STEAK NIGHT AT THE PRAIRIE ROSE

Lyrics from Steak Night at the Prairie Rose (2018)

ROAD CREW

Alright

Yeah, just one-two-three, bam bam bam

 

He used to truck

He drove for Swift

And I met him out on Highway 9 when he gave me a lift

He's a rambler, a gambler

He just quit drinking

And he's on the road crew tonight

He's got two kids

He's got a wife

But don't let him fool you, 'cause he's damn sure got a knife

He's a rambler, a gambler

He just quit drinking

And he's on the road crew tonight

He does the sound, he runs the lights

Collects a check at the end of the night

He's the first one in and the last one out

If you know what I'm talkin' about

He sells the shirts

He drives the van

He's got money with a left-arm tan

He's a rambler, a gambler

He just quit drinking and he's on the road crew tonight


MIGHT BE WRONG

 

Well I've been watchin' since you walked in

You ain't talkin' to none of your friends

And you can't keep your eyes off me

Even a fool like me could see

That I have started a ragin' fire

Your body is a-glowin' with burnin' desire

So get your hands all over me

And live out all your fantasies

 

But I might be wrong, sounds about right

Don't you wanna come home with me tonight?

I see that look in your eyes

I might be wrong, sounds about right

 

Well I've met girls like you before

In the mornin' you'll be sneakin' out of my back door

Dreamin' about me all day long

Starin' at my number in your telephone

And you come back, baby, for some more

Scratchin' and a-pawin' on my front door

'Cause girl, my lovin' is out of sight

And I'm gonna rock your world tonight

 

But I might be wrong, sounds about right

Don't you wanna come home with me tonight?

I see that look in your eyes

I might be wrong, sounds about right

 

I might be wrong, sounds about right

Don't you wanna come home with me tonight?

I see that look in your eyes

I might be wrong, sounds about right

I might be wrong, sounds about right

I might be wrong, sounds about right


STEAK NIGHT AT THE PRAIRIE ROSE

 

Barely out of seventh grade

Mom and dad went their separate ways

And me and my sister had to choose

 

What momma saw in her brand new man

I could never quite understand

So I stuck it out with daddy for a while

 

He never treated me like a kid

I did all the things he did

And he always let me tag along

 

Down to Steak Night at the Prairie Rose

A cover band from 10 to close

And my old man sittin' right there next to me

They got the ballgame on the big TV

A beer for him, a coke for me

He raised his bottle to the band, he'd turn to say:

"I'm gonna see you up there someday"

 

Maybe for better, maybe for worse

Maybe a blessing, probably a curse

In my mother's eyes, 'cause she saw him in me

 

Soon I started skipping school

Soon I started shooting pool

And hangin' out with the older crowd

 

We used to stay up all night long

Singin' all them outlaw songs

Some nights I'd sit in with the band

 

Down at Steak Night at the Prairie Rose

A cover band from 10 to close

And my old man sittin' right there next to me

They got the ballgame on the big TV

A beer for him, a coke for me

He raised his bottle to the band, He’d turn to say:

"I'm gonna see you up there someday

 

But now I proudly sing his song

 

Down at Steak Night at the Prairie Rose

I got a cover band from 10 to close

And my old man, he's sitting right here next to me

We got the ballgame on the big TV

A beer for him a beer for me

I raise my bottle, and turn to say:

"I'm gonna see you up there someday"

"I'm gonna see you up there someday"


GETTING HIGH AT HOME

 

I love my local bar room

It's where I feel at home

Gettin' down with the weekend crowd

And stayin' up all night long

I like to do my drinkin'

When I go out at night

But lately I've been stayin' home

And still been gettin' right

 

I still love it down at the beer joint

Throwin' a couple back

Spendin' my money on the jukebox

Playin' Guitars and Cadillacs

But now I don't need no bartender

I can roll my own

I love to get drunk in the honky tonk

And get high at home

 

I still put my boots on

And ask the girls to dance

But now I spend a lot more time

Wearin' sneakers and old sweatpants

Sometimes I wear my Stetson

And hang out on the couch

I think I'm stayin' in tonight

Until this joint goes out

 

I still love it down at the beer joint

Throwin' a couple back

Spendin' my money on the jukebox

Playin' Guitars and Cadillacs

But now I don't need no bartender

I can roll my own

I love to get drunk in the honky tonk

And get high at home

 

Now I don't need no bartender

I can roll my own

I love to get drunk in the honky tonk

And get high at home

I love to get drunk in the honky tonk

And get high at home

THE LAST TIME

I held you so high above

Thought that's where you should be

But you lost your head in the clouds

And lost sight of me

Said I was your only one

Then ran to everyone else

I'm just a book that you love to read

When you pull it from the shelf

 

That's the last time I go out of my way

To stand in front of your kiss

The last time I quietly lay

Under your fingertips

The last time I hold you close

Just to say we are friends

The last time I'll be there for you

Until you need me again

 

So go ahead and judge this old fool

But you won't see me cry

I've got the softest of wool

Pulled over my eyes

I can swallow my pride

And I can shrug off my pain

But I can't leave you behind

When you call out my name

 

And I feel a little numb and dumb

But that's my fault

When you know you're gonna land on your head

Have fun with the fall

(One, two, three, four)

 

That's the last time I go out of my way

To stand in front of your kiss

The last time I quietly lay

Under your fingertips

The last time I hold you close

Just to say we are friends

The last time I'll be there for you

Until you need me again

The last time I'll be there for you

Until you need me again

BEACHES OF BILOXI

Top it off, I'm bound for Texas

On this lonely stretch of Interstate 10

I got all of Louisiana

To think of ways to tell her where I've been

 

I'd like to kill that dirty dealer

The way he played me ought to be a crime

He pulled a flush out on the river

And got me down to my last dime

 

The beaches of Biloxi got the best of me again

On that damn river boat the dealers always win

And I'm gonna lose her to the tables and the gin

The beaches of Biloxi got the best of me again

 

Pull the shade over the window

Crawl in bed with her as softly as I can

I'll break the news to her tomorrow

Lord, I hope she understands

 

'Cause we been saving up for babies

And a little farmhouse near her father’s land

But I lost it all in Mississippi

Buried way down in that Gulf Coast sand

 

The beaches of Biloxi got the best of me again

On that damn river boat the dealers always win

And I'm gonna lose her to the tables and the gin

The beaches of Biloxi got the best of me again

 

The beaches of Biloxi got the best of me again

On that damn river boat the dealers always win

And I've lost a fortune out here paying for my sins

The beaches of Biloxi got the best of me again

The beaches of Biloxi got the best of me again

THINGS AIN’T LIKE THEY USED TO BE

 

I wanna throw my grandpa's dominoes

Down at the Country Corner with Jack and Rose

Damn the Texas A-B-C

Things ain't like they used to be

 

I want a fiddle and a steel guitar

To be cryin' out from every bar

From Texas up through Tennessee

Things ain't like they used to be

 

I might make a little more dough

Than I did ten years ago

And I might spend a lot more time

Reelin' in a fishing line

And I still need to change my strings

And a thousand different other things

But look around and anyone can see

That things ain't like they used to be

No things ain't like they used to be

 

You remember that night up in Abilene?

Where we did that methamphetamine

At closing time with the opening band

Things used to get so out of hand

 

We got another eighteen-hour drive

We gotta make it out of here alive

But he ain't drank since 2013

Things ain't like they used to be

 

I might make a little more dough

Than I did ten years ago

And I might spend a lot more time

Reeling' a fishing line

And I still need to change my strings

And a thousand different other things

But look around and anyone can see

That things ain't like they used to be

No things ain't like they used to be

 

I just heard my song on the radio

Damn, it's good to be back home

Down here, they're requesting me

Things ain't like they used to be

 

I might make a little more dough

Than I did ten years ago

And I might spend a lot more time

Just starin' at some fishing line

And I still need to change my strings

And a thousand different other things

But look around and anyone can see

That things ain't like they used to be

Aw things ain't like they used to be

Ain't nothin' like it used to be

Never gonna be like it used to be