March 24, 2012
Carolina - Eric Church

Like a phone call from my baby, saying honey I miss you like crazy. Like a sound of a siren song, oh Cara-lina keep calling me home, calling me home.

March 13, 2012

…You shot outta here like a bullet from a gun, a flip of a switch, a thief on the run. Since the day you left me baby, I can feel the lonely, I can hear the crazy. Just a creepin’ creepin, just a creepin’ creepin’…

March 12, 2012
Eric Church - Drink in My Hand

Early Monday morning, til Friday 5. Man I work, work, work but I don’t climb, climb, climb. Boss man can shove that overtime up his can, all I want to do is put a drink in my hand.

Everyone enjoy your Monday, if you’re at work, or on spring break having a beer on the beach, remember one thing keep it country. I hope you make it through today, cause soon enough you will be right at home.

March 11, 2012
"Like a honey bee beatin’ on my screen door, got a little buzz and my head is sore. From my bed I can feel the sun, lord ‘round here the morning comes. Just a creepin’ creepin’ creepin’ creepin’."

— Eric Church - Creepin’ 

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