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Now That's What I Call Country, Volume 5
01. Red Solo Cup
02. Drink in My Hand
03. I Don't Want This Night to End
04. Alone With You
05. God Gave Me You
06. Hello
07. Just a Kiss
08. Crazy Girl
09. Sparks Fly
10. Baggage Claim
11. Banjo
12. You Gonna Fly
13. All Your Life
14. Old Alabama
15. Country Must Be Country Wide
16. Let It Rain
17. You
18. Home
Mm
Eh ayyy
One, two, three, baby, don't think twice
Just like that you gotta brand new life
Hop in this truck and run through the red lights. Uh
Yeah, where you wanna go, baby, name the town
We can go up north, we could head down south
Roll down the windows with the radio loud

Come on, turn it up, yeah
Start livin' your life on the double
Leave your troubles behind
You and me, we're gonna be alright

You could be a black bird on a country street
Hidin' from the world with a broken wing
But you better believe you're gonna fly with me
And you could be a songbird from New Orleans
Scared of the rain, just as scared to sing
But you better believe you're gonna fly with me

Well, here we are, baby, in the back of my bed
Suns going down, sky's turning red
Stars comin' out, baby, look at you now
God knows how long but it's been a while
Since I heard you laugh and I'd seen that smile
Felt that kiss and I can get used to this
Baby, I could get used to this

'Cause you could be a black bird on a country street
Hidin' from the world with a broken wing
But you better believe you're gonna fly with me
Oou, and you could be a songbird from New Orleans

Scared of the rain, just as scared to sing
But you better believe you're gonna fly with me. Wu
You gonna fly y y y but you're gonna fly y. Ya ou

And you could be a black bird on a country street
Hidin' from the world with a broken wing
But you better believe you're gonna fly with me
And you could be a songbird from New Orleans
Scared of the rain, you're so scared to sing
But you better believe, yeah, you better believe, baby

Oh, you could be a black bird on a country street
Hidin' from the world with a broken wing
But you better believe you're gonna fly with me. Ou ya
And you could be a songbird from New Orleans
Scared of the rain, just as scared to sing
But you better believe you gonna fly with me

You're gonna fly, so far with me, baby
You better believe, my honey girl, oh yeah
You're gonna fly y y y y