Luke Bryan: Family Man & Fan Favorite

Anna Storm March 20, 2013

Luke Bryan Bio

Born in Leesburg, GA, Luke Bryan grew up an avid music lover within a tight-knit family. He started playing guitar – a gift from his parents – at 14, and performed with various local bands throughout high school. After graduating, Bryan decided to make the great country-music move to Nashville, but decided to remain close to home after his older brother tragically died in a car accident the night before he was scheduled to leave. Bryan attended Georgia Southern University instead, though he continued performing in his spare time. It wasn’t until 2001 that he finally allowed his father to convince him to give music one last, real shot, and move to Nashville. Several years later Bryan was signed to Capitol Records and churning out the hits, including his debut single, “All My Friends Say,” a smash that peaked at No. 5 on Billboard’s Hot Country Songs chart.

Luke Bryan Lyrics

“Do I”

I could lean in to hold you
Or act like I don’t even know you
Seems like you could care less either way

What happened to that girl I used to know?
I just want us back to the way we were before

Do I turn you on at all when I kiss you baby?
Does the sight of me wanting you drive you crazy?
Do I have your love? Am I still enough?
Tell me, don’t I? Or tell me, do I, baby

Give you everything that you ever wanted?
Would you rather just turn away and leave me lonely?
Do I just need to give up and get on with my life?
Baby, do I?

Remember when we didn’t have nothing
But a perfect simple kind of loving?
Baby, those sure were the days

There was a time our love ran wild and free
But now I’m second guessing everything I see!

Do I turn you on at all when I kiss you baby?
Does the sight of me wanting you drive you crazy?
Do I have your love? Am I still enough?
Tell me, don’t I? Or tell me, do I, baby

Give you everything that you ever wanted?
Would you rather just turn away and leave me lonely?
Do I just need to give up and get on with my life?

Baby, do I still give you what you need?
Still take your breath away?
Light up the spark way down deep?
Baby, do I?!

Whoa! Do I turn you on at all when I kiss you baby?
Does the sight of me wanting you drive you crazy?
Do I have your love? Am I still enough?
Tell me, don’t I? Or tell me, do I, baby

Give you everything that you ever wanted?
Would you rather just turn away and leave me lonely?
Do I just need to give up and get on with my life?
Tell me baby, do I get one more try? Do I?
Baby, do I?

“Country Girl”

Got a little boom in my big truck
Gonna open up the doors and turn it up
Gonna stomp my boots in the Georgia mud
Gonna watch you make me fall in love

Get up on the hood of my daddy’s tractor
Up on the toolbox, it don’t matter
Down on the tailgate, girl, I can’t wait
To watch you do your thing

Shake it for the young bucks sitting in the honky-tonks
For the rednecks rocking ’til the break of dawn
The DJ spinning that country song
Come on, come on, come on

Shake it for the birds, shake it for the bees
Shake it for the catfish swimming down deep in the creek
For the crickets and the critters, and the squirrels
Shake it to the moon, shake it for me girl

Aw, country girl, shake it for me
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me
Country girl, shake it for me
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me

Somebody’s sweet little farmer’s child
That got it in her blood to get a little wild
Ponytail and a pretty smile
Rope me in from a country mile

So come on over here and get in my arms
Spin me around this big ole barn
Tangle me up like grandma’s yarn
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Shake it for the young bucks sitting in the honky-tonks
For the rednecks rocking ’til the break of dawn
For the DJ spinning that country song
Come on, come on, come on

Shake it for the birds, shake it for the bees
Shake it for the catfish swimming down deep in the creek
For the crickets and the critters and the squirrels
Shake it to the moon, shake it for me girl

Country girl, shake it for me
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me
Country girl, shake it for me
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me
Guitar

Now dance, like a dandelion
In the wind on the hill underneath the pines
Yeah, move like the river flows
Feel the kick drum down deep in your toes

All I wanna do is get to holding you
And get to knowing you, and get to showing you
And get to loving you ‘fore the night is through
Baby, you know what to do

Shake it for the young bucks sitting in the honky-tonks
For the rednecks rocking ’til the break of dawn
For the DJ spinning that country song
Come on, come on, come on

Shake it for the birds, shake it for the bees
Shake it for the catfish swimming down deep in the creek
For the crickets and the critters and the squirrels
Shake it to the moon, shake it for me girl

Aw, country girl, shake it for me
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me
Country girl, shake it for me
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me

Country girl, shake it for me
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me
Country girl, shake it for me
Girl, shake it for me, girl, shake it for me

“Drunk On You”

Girl you make my speakers go “BOOM BOOM”
Dancin’ on the tailgate in a full moon
That kinda thing makes a man go mhmm mhmm
You’re lookin’ so good in what’s left of those blue jeans
Drip of honey on the money maker gotta bee
The best buzz I’m ever gonna find.
I’m a little drunk on you, and high on summertime

Well if you ain’t a ten, you’re a 9.9
Tippin’ and spillin’ that homemade wine on your tied-up, tshirt
Every little kiss is drivin me wild, throwin little cherry bombs into my fire
Good God al-mighty

So, let’s slip on out, where it’s a little bit darker
And when it gets a little bit hotter
We’ll take off on out in the water

Girl you make my speakers go “BOOM BOOM”
Dancin’ on the tailgate in a full moon
That kinda thing makes a man go mhmm mhmm
You’re lookin’ so good in what’s left of those blue jeans
Drip of honey on the money maker gotta bee
The best buzz I’m ever gonna find.
Hey, I’m a little drunk on you, and high on summertime
Girl, I’m a little drunk on you

“I Don’t Know If I Can Do That”

I was so certain baby you were the one
that this was it and all my searchin was done
I should admit you dont get used to the
facts but I dont know if i can do that. I dont know if I can do that.

I dont know how ill ever let you go,
since youve walked out theres so much I dont know

the things I’m feelin they just wont go away I see you out and i dont know what to say
my friends all tell me that I oughta be glad,
but I dont know if I can do that, I dont know if I can do that.

I dont know how I’ll ever let you go,
since youve walked out theres so much I dont, so much I dont, so much i dont know.

someday somebody will really love me
and shell be everything i thought you would be
and all I wanna do is love her back,
but I dont know if I can do that.
I dont know if I can do that

“We Rode In Trucks”

There’s a lot about life you can learn on a bus,
How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss.
The closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got.
We were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends.
Wide-eyed, baptized, and still wantin’ to sin.
Thank God we get more than just one shot.
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.

That’s us, haulin’ hay in the field with the radio on.
That’s us, headin’ straight into town when the work was done.
In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin’ down Buck Island Road.
It wasn’t that long ago.

We thought tobacco and beer in a can
Was all it would take to be like our old man.
But I saw how it made my momma cry.
It was huntin’ and fishin’ and football games.
Then it was girls, and everything changed, in our lives,
Fallin’ in and out of love, we rode in trucks.

That’s us with our tailgates down in the parking lot.
That’s us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot.
In my mind, I can still see us now, ridin’ down Buck Island Road.
It wasn’t that long ago, it’s apart of my soul. Yeah.

Down where I was born, was heaven on earth.
The Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt.
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright.
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks.