Brad Paisley - Accidental Racist ft. Ll Cool J Lyrics

[Brad Paisley]

To the man that waited on me at the Starbucks down on Main

I hope you understand

When I put on that t-shirt

The only thing I meant to say is I'm a Skynyrd fan

The red flag on my chest somehow is like the elephant in the corner of the south

And I just walked him right in the room

Just a proud rebel son with an 'ol can of worms

Lookin' like I got a lot to learn but from my point of view

[Hook: Brad Paisley]

I'm just a white man comin' to you from the southland

Tryin' to understand what it's like not to be

I'm proud of where I'm from but not everything we've done

And it ain't like you and me can re-write history

Our generation didn't start this nation

We're still pickin' up the pieces, walkin' on eggshells, fightin' over yesterday

And caught between southern pride and southern blame

[Brad Paisley]

They called it Reconstruction, fixed the buildings, dried some tears

We're still siftin' through the rubble after a hundred-fifty years

I try to put myself in your shoes and that's a good place to begin

But it ain't like I can walk a mile in someone else's skin

[Hook: Brad Paisley]

Cause I'm a white man livin' in the southland

Just like you I'm more than what you see

I'm proud of where I'm from but not everything we've done

And it ain't like you and me can re-write history

Our generation didn't start this nation

And we're still paying for the mistakes

That a bunch of folks made long before we came

And caught somewhere between southern pride and southern blame

[LL Cool J]

Dear Mr. White Man, I wish you understood

What the world is really like when you're livin' in the hood

Just because my pants are saggin' doesn't mean I'm up to no good

You should try to get to know me, I really wish you would

Now my chains are gold but I'm still misunderstood

I wasn't there when Sherman's March turned the south into firewood

I want you to get paid but be a slave I never could

Feel like a new fangled Django, dodgin' invisible white hoods

So when I see that white cowboy hat, I'm thinkin' it's not all good

I guess we're both guilty of judgin' the cover not the book

I'd love to buy you a beer, conversate and clear the air

But I see that red flag and I think you wish I wasn't here

I'm just a white man

(If you don't judge my do-rag)

Comin' to you from the southland

(I won't judge your red flag)

Tryin' to understand what it's like not to be

I'm proud of where I'm from

(If you don't judge my gold chains)

But not everything we've done

(I'll forget the iron chains)

It ain't like you and me can re-write history

(Can't rewrite history baby)

Oh, Dixieland

(The relationship between the Mason-Dixon needs some fixin')

I hope you understand what this is all about

(Quite frankly I'm a black Yankee but I've been thinkin' about this lately)

I'm a son of the new south

(The past is the past, you feel me)

And I just want to make things right

(Let bygones be bygones)

Where all that's left is southern pride

(RIP Robert E. Lee but I've gotta thank Abraham Lincoln for freeing me, know what I mean)

It's real, it's real

It's truth

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Brad Paisley - Beat This Summer Lyrics

Like the Ferris wheel goes around and around

Well the trouble with up is there’s always a down

First I’m holding your hand and we’re on the boardwalk

There’s heaven right here on these streets and these docks

But the sun keeps setting and the days go fast

And the sand on the beach is like an hourglass

And I can just feel it, I’m slipping away

And babe, I can already say that

As long as I live, whatever I do

As great as it is you know what’s a bummer

I ain’t never gonna beat this summer with you

Baby, it’s true

The taste in your kiss is so bittersweet

I ain’t gonna beat, no way I’m gonna beat this summer with you

Before you know it it’s all gonna stop

They’ll be rolling up windows and putting up tops

Be a cold wind blowing and leaves through the air

And you won’t find a tan line anywhere

Maybe I know that it ain’t over yet

So let’s make the most of what we have left

But it’s hard living for this moment we’re in

Knowing it’s all gonna end

As long as I live, whatever I do (whatever I do)

As great as it is you know what’s a bummer

I ain’t never gonna beat this summer with you

Baby, it’s true

The taste in your kiss is so bittersweet

I ain’t gonna beat, no way I’m gonna beat this summer with you

Looking at you, girl, standing there,

Got your wet feathers on and the sun in your hair

And just like the song in a seashell, you’ll be stuck in mind

Bouncing around in my head

And baby, I can tell

As long as I live (as long as I live)

Whatever I do (whatever I do)

As great as it is you know what’s a bummer

I ain’t never gonna beat this summer with you

Baby, it’s true

The taste in your kiss is so bittersweet

I ain’t gonna beat, no way I’m gonna beat this summer with you

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