Bixby

I spent my first 18 just 20 miles south of Tulsa Wide open skies, Friday night lights and oil fields Ain't the smallest town around but somehow everybody knows ya And I guess sometimes I just miss the way that feels Take me back to Bixby Where life ain't so busy Hey, I need to slow down And there's no place like hometown Kick back with some old friends And laugh about back whens Fill my glass up with whiskey And let that revelry hit me Take me back to Bixby Yeah, I fell hard for a green-eyed girl from Dallas Had to make her mine 'cause her love felt like home When this big city life gets us spinnin' too fast around us I look up at the skyline and dream about a place that don't Take me back to Bixby Where life ain't so busy Hey, I need to slow down And there's no place like hometown Kick back with some old friends And laugh about back whens Fill my glass up with whiskey And let that revelry hit me Take me back to Bixby Take me back, take me back, take me back Take me back to Bixby Where life ain't so busy Hey, I need to slow down And there's no place like hometown Kick back with some old friends And laugh about back whens Fill my glass up with whiskey And let that revelry hit me Take me back to Bixby Take me back to Bixby Take me.back to Bixby Take me back, take me back, take me back Take me back to bixby Take me back, take me back, take me back Man, I don't even know where to start Goodlo, we prayed for this We prayed over this record 2 a.m. in that Taco Bell parking lot And God's team has been on it ever since You killed this record, my brother Nobody saw it comin', but look at us now JR, you killed this track, Farren Everything we touch turns to gold, man Uh, Cam, Reed, Cooley, all the engineers Thank y'all for the countless hours on this record Falcon, all those late night Black and Milds after the studio Man, they led to this right here My team at Combustion, my team at WME Blake Duncan, man, this record wouldn't exist without you Dennis, Jason, Ken, Taylor, my girls in digital My entire radio team, everybody at Sony RCA Way too many to name Thank y'all for all the tireless work y'all do Let me do my thing Fox, George, the whole team over at Triple A Look at what we built, man Thank y'all for always lookin' out for me and my family It is way bigger than music To all the studio musicians Your names are in the credits, so I'm not gonna go through 'em all But thank y'all for pourin' your heart and soul into this Helpin' me tell my story Jack Humble, we've come a long way since Como And crashin' on your couch, man Look at where we're at now JB, Lydia, Matt, MT, Archer, all the writers Uh, way too many to list but you know who you are These songs have come to life because of y'all Y'all are crazy talented To my band and crew You guys bring this music to life every night on the road You're my brothers, I love every single one of you Hartley Rock 'n' Roll, baby, let's take it to the world To my beautiful wife, my muse, Dana You have sacrificed so much for me to be able to chase this dream To provide for our family Thank you for lettin' me make this record To my kids, Steely, Capri, Canyon and Ivy Daddy loves you more than anything this world has to offer You're the reason I work so hard You're the reason I can't wait to come home Hartley Rock 'n' Roll Thank you God for this life That's a wrap Song's over, man Record's done You can just start it over now