Country Songs About Love: Exploring Romance in Country Music

[Verse] I know exactly what the girls been thinking, Yeah, I miss her but I'm here drinking. Out in the barn 'til the stars start blinking, Got my buddies and the jukebox ringing. [Verse 2] Lean back in my truck, country air soaking, Heart’s on fire, but I keep on joking. She's like a wildfire, keeps me smoking, Can’t stop this fire once it’s been provoked in. [Chorus] I know exactly what the girls been needing, Yeah, I miss her and I'm feening. She wants a love that’s never fleeting, But tonight, I’m just about this feeling. [Verse 3] Moon's up high and my heart's still aching, But the beer’s cold, no time for faking. Dance floor’s hot, boots keep on shaking, Gonna drown these thoughts with all this drinking. [Verse 4] Summer nights are long, the stars are yearning, Forgot for a moment, but it keeps returning. Fast cars, slow songs, and the fire keeps burning, Down this backroad, my heart’s still learning. [Chorus] I know exactly what the girls been needing, Yeah, I miss her and I'm feening. She wants a love that’s never fleeting, But tonight, I’m just about this feeling.

[Verse 1] He sees her slipping out the door, says she’s off to see a show. But he knows that her smile, hides something he should know. She says it’s just a movie night, with all the office girls. But he’s started seeing through this act, his mind is in a whirl. [Chorus] She’s getting good at being bad. Every lie she tells, makes him sad. It’s tearing up the love they had. She’s getting good at being bad. [Verse 2] She claims she’s got a dance class, line dancin' 'round the floor. But he finds her dancing boots, still standin' by the door. She says she’s meeting up for drinks, just a quick one, nothing more. But he knows she’s out there somewhere, breaking every vow she swore. [Chorus] She’s getting good at being bad. Every lie she tells, makes him sad. It’s tearing up the love they had. She’s getting good at being bad. [Guitar Solo] [Verse 3] She talks about an all-girl night, an over nighter plan. But he sees through her lies, she’ll be with another man. She has a ticket for a festival, with her friends, and it's all paid. But he’s heard quite enough. He’s done with her charade. [Chorus] She’s getting good at being bad. Every lie she tells, makes him sad. it’s tearing up the love they had. She’s getting good at being bad. [Chorus] She’s getting good at being bad. Every lie she tells, makes him sad. it’s tearing up the love they had. She’s getting good at being bad. [Chorus] She’s getting good at being bad. Every lie she tells, makes him sad. it’s tearing up the love they had. She’s getting good at being bad. [outro]

Two weeks of fantasy in the books, Some teams look great, some teams look cooked Editing videos takes hella long So I wrote this stupid song The leader of the pack is Mr Guy He’s tall and thin like a french fry He’ll make your team look ass like a donkey And on his bench is the guy Lad Mcconkey Second is yerk’s team that is racking up kills Even though his team is full of Buffalo Bills He’s also big on running backs from New York His team is eating, get them some forks Third comes the Iron Dome led by Diego His team is hot like Takis Fuego With a 6 second 40 and a 2 inch vert Diego looks great cooking bacon without a shirt Fourth is kyle’s team, mean and Rood They’ll bounce your team like a big ass boob Last week kamara put the team on his back Ewwww stinky is on the attack Fifth comes Robby’s team thats pretty sick His team also has a lot of homer picks Browns wide receivers warming the bench Hopefully they don’t make too big of a stench Sixth is Graham’s team, kinda good kinda shit Was this finally the year to draft Kyle Pitts? The CIA will exile him if he does something wrong Marvin Harrison Junior’s head is stupid long Seventh is Max, with his A1 kicker It is insane that his last name is Dicker Fitting for a guy who loves to flash His dick and balls and his ass Eighth is the team of Mathew co-tay Wanted an earlier draft but we said no way He’s great in an argument, never lost Especially when he is lost in the sauce Ninth is my team that has me depressed Living up to the name of Buttsuck Express No Mccaffrey makes me sad, Without him my team is very bad Tenth in the rankings is the team of Jacobs Looking like a flat ass chick with Ay cups Not much to look at, hope she is funny Maybe his team can bounce back like a bunny Eleventh is Nick’s team the love seat legends Admittedly I do not get that reference It is probably a very funny anecdote Your team is poisoned, best find the antidote Last comes isaac’s team, big and dumb Bottom of the barrel, the team of chum Lost a close matchup with Robby last week Need some dubs soon if you want to compete Two weeks of fantasy in the books, Some teams look great, some teams look cooked Editing videos takes hella long So I wrote this stupid song

Two weeks of fantasy in the books, Some teams look great, some teams look cooked Editing videos takes hella long So I wrote this stupid song The leader of the pack is Mr Guy He’s tall and thin like a french fry He’ll make your team look ass like a donkey And on his bench is the guy Lad Mcconkey Second is yerk’s team that is racking up kills Even though his team is full of Buffalo Bills He’s also big on running backs from New York His team is eating, get them some forks Third comes the Iron Dome led by Diego His team is hot like Takis Fuego With a 6 second 40 and a 2 inch vert Diego looks great cooking bacon without a shirt Fourth is kyle’s team, mean and Rood They’ll bounce your team like a big ass boob Last week kamara put the team on his back Ewwww stinky is on the attack Fifth comes Robby’s team thats pretty sick His team also has a lot of homer picks Browns wide receivers warming the bench Hopefully they don’t make too big of a stench Sixth is Graham’s team, kinda good kinda shit Was this finally the year to draft Kyle Pitts? The CIA will exile him if he does something wrong Marvin Harrison Junior’s head is stupid long Seventh is Max, with his A1 kicker It is insane that his last name is Dicker Fitting for a guy who loves to flash His dick and balls and his ass Eighth is the team of Mathew co-tay Wanted an earlier draft but we said no way He’s great in an argument, never lost Especially when he is lost in the sauce Ninth is my team that has me depressed Living up to the name of Buttsuck Express No Mccaffrey makes me sad, Without him my team is very bad Tenth in the rankings is the team of Jacobs Looking like a flat ass chick with Ay cups Not much to look at, hope she is funny Maybe his team can bounce back like a bunny Eleventh is Nick’s team the love seat legends Admittedly I do not get that reference It is probably a very funny anecdote Your team is poisoned, best find the antidote Last comes isaac’s team, big and dumb Bottom of the barrel, the team of chum Lost a close matchup with Robby last week Need some dubs soon if you want to compete Two weeks of fantasy in the books, Some teams look great, some teams look cooked Editing videos takes hella long So I wrote this stupid song

Two weeks of fantasy in the books, Some teams look great, some teams look cooked Editing videos takes hella long So I wrote this stupid song The leader of the pack is Mr Guy He’s tall and thin like a french fry He’ll make your team look ass like a donkey And on his bench is the guy Lad Mcconkey Second is yerk’s team that is racking up kills Even though his team is full of Buffalo Bills He’s also big on running backs from New York His team is eating, get them some forks Third comes the Iron Dome led by Diego His team is hot like Takis Fuego With a 6 second 40 and a 2 inch vert Diego looks great cooking bacon without a shirt Fourth is kyle’s team, mean and Rood They’ll bounce your team like a big ass boob Last week kamara put the team on his back Ewwww stinky is on the attack Fifth comes Robby’s team thats pretty sick His team also has a lot of homer picks Browns wide receivers warming the bench Hopefully they don’t make too big of a stench Sixth is Graham’s team, kinda good kinda shit Was this finally the year to draft Kyle Pitts? The CIA will exile him if he does something wrong Marvin Harrison Junior’s head is stupid long Seventh is Max, with his A1 kicker It is insane that his last name is Dicker Fitting for a guy who loves to flash His dick and balls and his ass Eighth is the team of Mathew co-tay Wanted an earlier draft but we said no way He’s great in an argument, never lost Especially when he is lost in the sauce Ninth is my team that has me depressed Living up to the name of Buttsuck Express No Mccaffrey makes me sad, Without him my team is very bad Tenth in the rankings is the team of Jacobs Looking like a flat ass chick with Ay cups Not much to look at, hope she is funny Maybe his team can bounce back like a bunny Eleventh is Nick’s team the love seat legends Admittedly I do not get that reference It is probably a very funny anecdote Your team is poisoned, best find the antidote Last comes isaac’s team, big and dumb Bottom of the barrel, the team of chum Lost a close matchup with Robby last week Need some dubs soon if you want to compete Two weeks of fantasy in the books, Some teams look great, some teams look cooked Editing videos takes hella long So I wrote this stupid song

[Verse] Sunrise on the horizon, waking up the day, Flowers in the meadow, swaying with a play. Today's a special moment, for my dearest true, Wishing you the best, happy birthday, Chotuuu. [Verse 2] The barn's full of laughter, family's here to stay, Candles on a homemade cake, lighting up the way. Your smile's a ray of sunshine, lighting up my view, Celebrating every moment, happy birthday, Chotuuu. [Chorus] In this little town, where love is all we need, You're the sweetest song, my heart can't help but heed. With every beat and whisper, my love for you's renewed, Happy birthday, darling, forever, Chotuuu. [Bridge] Underneath the starlight, in a field of dreams, Holding hands together, where nothing's as it seems. Our love's a wildflower, in this life we grew, Here's to many more, happy birthday, Chotuuu. [Verse 3] Guitar strings are strumming, playing your favorite tune, Dancing 'neath the moonlight, the night still far from noon. Every day's a treasure, because I have you, Wishing you the world, happy birthday, Chotuuu. [Chorus] In this little town, where love is all we need, You're the sweetest song, my heart can't help but heed. With every beat and whisper, my love for you's renewed, Happy birthday, darling, forever, Chotuuu.

[Verse] Noori hung his coat, said goodbye to that chair, Nezhat by his side, they got memories to share, Sold that downtown tale, swapped it for a dream, Life’s a little sweeter in that old RV machine. [Verse 2] With mountains to climb, and rivers to roam, Finding peace together, makes anywhere a home, From Tehran to Tennessee, what a winding road, Their love’s the map guiding where the wildflowers grow. [Chorus] Oh Noori and Nezhat, dancing in the breeze, Finding joy in the sunsets, beneath the tall oak trees, Laughter echoes loud, through valleys and the plains, With every mile they travel, they leave behind the pain. [Verse 3] Nature’s the healer, where the green grass grows, Noor’s got stories no city ever knows, Nezhat’s warm smile, in the glow of twilight, Life’s an open highway, under stars so bright. [Verse 4] Their roots may be far, from Iran’s ancient sands, But every step together, they understand, That love speaks the language, of whispering leaves, Freedom in their hearts, like the eagle soars and weaves. [Bridge] In that cozy RV, making memories gold, With a love so young, though the years may be old, Hand in hand they wander, through forests deep and wide, Noor and Nezhat, soulmates on a countryside ride.

[Verse] Noori hung his hat from psychology's wire, Nezhat by his side, they built a life to admire. Packed up the RV, with stars in their eyes, Hit the open road under those Nashville skies. [Verse 2] From Iran he came with a heart full of dreams, Found his new world in America's beams. Nature calls them both with its wild, sweet embrace, Chasing sunsets and freedom, wherever they trace. [Chorus] RV wheels rollin', through mountains and plains, Hand in hand, they weather love's sweet rains. Adventures await, 'neath the big country sky, Noori and Nezhat, love will never die. [Verse 3] Morning coffee by the river, the day's first light, Nezhat's smile glows, everything feels right. They dance to the cricket's song, hand in hand, With each mile traveled, life's truly grand. [Bridge] Old memories fade, new ones take their place, Roots of their past, seeds of love's grace. From Tehran to Tennessee, it's been quite a ride, Side by side, they take each stride. [Chorus] RV wheels rollin', through mountains and plains, Hand in hand, they weather love's sweet rains. Adventures await, 'neath the big country sky, Noori and Nezhat, love will never die.

[Verse] Noori's got some sons, born from the Persian sun, Came to us from Iran, young and on the run, Now he's a physiologist, loves the way nature sings, He's got his wife beside him, life's simple, sweet things. [Verse 2] Wise man with a plan, living life by the book, Loves to hitch his RV, find a quiet brook, Wandering through the valleys, painting his dreams, With every mile that's traveled, it's better than it seems. [Chorus] Noori's on the road, never feels alone, Heart full of stories, written on his own, From Tehran to Tennessee, he's got a life so free, Noori's journey tells a tale of who we ought to be. [Verse 3] Mornings by the mountain, evenings by the fire, Whispering the wild wind, that’s his heart's desire, From the desert sands to the rolling hills, Noori finds the beauty in all the simple thrills. [Verse 4] Kids are growing up, learning from his grace, Every step he takes, leaves a loving trace, Mountains or the prairies, where the eagles soar, Noori and his RV, always craving more. [Chorus] Noori's on the road, never feels alone, Heart full of stories, written on his own, From Tehran to Tennessee, he's got a life so free, Noori's journey tells a tale of who we ought to be.

[Verse] Daniel's got a mean backhand, he's a handsome tennis star, Loves to ride those rolling coasters, screaming near and far, Dreams of building bridges tall, an engineer's delight, A Russian-Persian mix, he shines so bright in the night. [Verse 2] With his family by his side, love he's got in spades, Spends his weekends with his dogs, laughing in the shade, Tennis courts in summer sun, engineering plans by fall, Daniel's got a heart so pure, he'll answer duty's call. [Chorus] Hey-oh, watch him go, Daniel's got that spark, Swinging with his tennis skills, lighting up the dark, Hey-oh, don't you know, the future's looking clear, Daniel's riding roller coasters, as he engineers. [Verse 3] From the courts to city skies, his dreams are big and wide, With a slide rule and a dream, he'll take it all in stride, Man's a jack-of-many-trades, yet humble as can be, Russian roots and Persian charm, he shows us all for free. [Chorus] Hey-oh, watch him go, Daniel's got that spark, Swinging with his tennis skills, lighting up the dark, Hey-oh, don't you know, the future's looking clear, Daniel's riding roller coasters, as he engineers. [Bridge] Family's his guiding light, dogs his faithful team, In the circle of his life, twinkles all agleam, Tennis courts to blueprints, he’s crafted his own way, Daniel’s journey teaches us to seize the day.