Named You Music

You can make a grown man cry

Press the gas on a dirt road drive

Make this concrete heart start wondering 'bout forever

You get me dancing like a love-drunk fool

Windows down, gettin' lost in you

You're the kinda song that makes a beer taste better

I wanna sing you from the rooftops

In that jukebox in the bar

Spin you 'round like vinyl

Underneath them Nashville stars

Girl, you break my heart in the best way

Take me home with a couple lines

Should have named you music

'Cause you're always on my mind

You're my straight tequila night

The Sunday morning I saw the light

You give me chills, I just can't turn you down

On my radio dial

I wanna sing you from the rooftops

In that jukebox in the bar

Spin you 'round like vinyl

Underneath them Nashville stars

Girl, you break my heart in the best way

Take me home with a couple lines

Should have named you music

'Cause you're always on my mind

Should have named you music

Well, me, I'm just a Gibson

With a couple rusty strings

But put your arms around me, and I'll sing

I wanna sing you from the rooftops

In that jukebox in the bar

Spin you 'round like vinyl

Underneath them Nashville stars

Girl, you break my heart in the best way

Take me home with a couple lines

Should have named you music

'Cause you're always on my mind

Should have named you music

'Cause you're always on my mind

Oh, on my mind