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  • & 2014 604 Records Inc. #101 1001 West Broadway, Unit 362, Vancouver, Bc V6H 4E4. All rights reserved. Manufactured and distributed by Universal Music Canada., 2450 Victoria Park Ave., Suite #1, Toronto, Ontario

    M2J 5H3. Unauthorized reproduction, copying and rental of this recording is prohibited by law.

    1. Wastin Gas2. Tippin Point3. Cheap Seats

    4. Lifted5. Heat Rises

    6. Thinkin Bout You 7. Slow Rollin

    8. Just Say When9. A Girl Like You

    10. Wrong About That11. This Town Aint A Town

    Produced and Mixed by Joey Moibigloudmountain.comdallassmithmusic.com604records.com

  • WASTIN GASShes looking Friday night readyTearin up Interstate 20Got the tank topped offDust flyin like confettiIn the rearviewGot a clear viewOf these get away tracks You got the seat kicked backRadio bumpin that glassYou lookin at me, lookin at youSurfing that handWith the power linesYeah in no timeWere nowhere fast CHORUSWere just wastin gas, whoaBlurrin them dotted linesKillin all kinds of timeBaby like we aint comin back, whoaSteal a kiss, maybe twoPull it off for a fewGonna hang as long as I canYou know I dont give a damnIf were just wastin gas Every once in a whileItll backfire like a gunI see that needle creepin down like a settin sunWere makin every little memory one of a kindYou and I, ridin high all night CHORUS Whoa, whoa ohWhoa, whoa oh CHORUS Yeah we areWere just wastin gasWastin gas

    Tippin PointGod was showing off when He made youSweet sunshine andHoney and some Daisy DukesIt's hot as hell The way you shake that tailgateYou make me wanna holler at the moonAw yeah, baby, them sparks are gonna flyLight up the night like the 4th of July CHORUSOh, I'm at my... Tip, tip, tippin' pointFill it up to the topI gotta sip, sip, sip, on somethin'That hits the spotOh, won't ya come on over here, baby?When I get thoseLips, lips, lips, little hottieWhen you shake thatYou shake thoseHips, hips, hips, that bodyCurves got me swervin' An' driving me crazyI'm at my Tip, tip, tippin' point(Fill it up to the top, I'm at my...) Tip, tip, tipping' point(Fill it up to the top, I'm at my...) Well there you go, lips hot pinkEyes denim blue, makin' me think about24/7, your kind of HeavenLovin' on elevenLivin' on the brink of that... CHORUS Fill it up to the topWe ready to rockAbout to get buck wildBlue Mountain cold beerWhiskey to the MoonshineTip, tip, tippin' pointTip, tip, tippin' point God was showing offWhen He made you

    Sweet sunshine andHoney and some Daisy DukesIt's hot as hell the way youShake that tailgateYou wanna make me holler at the moon(Fill it up to the top, I'm at my...) CHORUS

    Cheap SeatsI came across that ticket stubSummertime wasnt long enoughLivin slow and lovin fastWe made magic in that grassBuyin ten dollar beers so we sipped em slowPullin out the flask, when our cups got low CHORUSWe were livin it up in the Cheap seatsOn a blanket, you and meYou were my VIP underneath those starsWith the kick drum bangin a beat in our heartsWay up high, top of the world that nightHell bent on stealin a kiss between every sipIt was more than enoughWe were livin it up in the cheap seatsWe were livin it up This concert tee is like a time machineThere you are in those ripped blue jeansCouldnt see the band but we didnt careYou were Penny Lane with your hands in the airAll the lights went out, the crowd screamed for moreWe were makin out right through the whole encore CHORUS Yeah we were catchin a buzz in the cheap seatsOh we were fallin in love We held our lighters in the skyAnd swore wed never say goodbye CHORUS Yeah we were catchin a buzz in the cheap seatsOh we were livin it upYeah yeah we were fallin in love in the cheap seatsOh we were livin it up

    LiftedIn a cloud of dust, I picked you up off your front porch My old truck was lifted That summer dress messing with my head Caught the wind just a little bit and lifted And it sure felt good (it sure felt good)You were holding my hand (you were holding my hand)Looking out over that hood (looking out over that hood)Singing John Mellencamp CHORUSAnd we were high on nothing but living and loving Running down something called a dirt road dream Our own little world, one boy, one girl Seventeen and riding that sweet southern breeze Lifted, like a song from a choir Lifted, like a flame from a raging fire Lifted First kiss out under the stars Ive kissed before but that ol bar was lifted New spot, we found my old guitar Youre dancing around with your arms lifted And you sang along like youd never be gone CHORUS Lifted, like a prayer from a sinner Lifted, checkered flag, finish line for the winner Lifted CHORUS Lifted, like a sail in the wind Lifted, girl lets go back again

    Heat RisesLike a mirage in the desert on some old California roadLike its a 120 degrees, lightnin strikes and the thunder rollsSomethings bout to happenGirl I got a map and your bodys like a wonderland I wanna drive

    Keep pourin on the gas and striking the matchesTill I see the white smoke in your eyes CHORUSSparks gonna fly from the embers of these velvet sheets tonightThe flames gonna dance from you and me like when fire and wind collideGettin lost in sweet red wine and old warm vinylTonight heat risesKisses drip like wax from the candle, too hot to handleTonight heat risesSpreadin fast, catchin wild, burnin on, takin flight, you and ITonight heat rises, heat rises Lipstick on the pillow, fog sweatin down the window paneSomething in your voice, when you say my nameYeah it melts the paintOn the walls of my heart, and Ill do my partIf you finish what youre startin, light up the darkWith a roll of the flint babe, hit me again babeLets take it a little too far CHORUS Heat rises, heat risesKeep pourin on the gas and strikin the matchesTill I see the smoke in your eyes girl CHORUS

    Thinkin Bout YouYou ask meWhat I got runnin through my mind Don't you know That it's the same thing every time Don't matter if I'm CHORUSRunnin around out with the boys Makin noise, actin all crazy Hittin the road, sittin at home Wherever I go, whatever I do Out on the job, punchin the clock Busy or not, don't matter baby Sunrise or sinkin, sober or drinkin If I'm awake or I'm dreaminI'm thinkin bout youIm thinkin bout you Your sweet face Is always burnin in my head And I can't wait Till I see you again, oh but girl till then When I'm CHORUS When the radio's on, no matter what song It could be off and I'd still be thinkin Bout your lips, bout your kiss That whole list of what I love about you Don't matter if I'm CHORUS I'm thinkin bout you and meBaby Im thinkin bout you and meThats all I doOut on the job, punchin the clock Busy or not, don't matter baby Sunrise or sinkin, sober or drinkin If I'm awake or I'm dreaminI'm thinkin bout you

    Slow RollinEverybody's got addictionsFor me its gotta be youSo slip into something that don't take long to slip inAnd bring me those baby bluesEl Dorado shined up, got a little extra cashAnd a quarter tank of premium, lets see how long it lasts PRECHORUSBaby jump in my CadillacSlide in the middle or climb in the back We can dance all over the FM dialSweet home country, Destiny's ChildLight turns red, light turns green

    Sneak a little something in betweenSteering wheel's steady when you're ready girl CHORUSWe can put a new spin on these wheelsTip a little Old Milwaukee backTalkin bout how damn good it feelsStreet lights glowing, slow rollin' this town with you I can already hear ya singingI can already see ya smileRoute 44 leaning on the door kick backCruising down by the shore,Right passed the dollar generalDown to the end of the strip, make a U-ey,Hang a Louey, feel that automatic shift PRECHORUSCHORUS

    Just Say WhenThe partys winding downLights are coming onIts time to think about heading homeBut you standing there like you aint too sureLooking like you might wanna have some moreOf this conversationBaby Im right here waitingSo girl if you wannaTake this little party somewhere else CHORUSSomewhere I can dance with you, dance with youSomewhere on a country road, nice and slowWatching your high beam silhouette spinning aroundCouple miles south of the lights of townHold you tight, love you like Ive never seen starlight falling downShining off the hood, sipping something goodMaybe take all night, baby if we couldJust letting you know, Im sitting on goIm ready to roll, just needing to knowBaby if youre in and I think you areYeah I think youre inSo just say when I got my Wrangler Jeep parked down the streetYou can kick on back in the passenger seatWe can sneak on outWe can crank it upSo top off that old Dixie cup CHORUS Im loving this conversationBaby Im right here waitingSo girl if you wannaTake this little party somewhere else CHORUS So just say whenSo just say when

    A Girl Like YouYou're the rush that makes me want to put the top down baby even when it rainsI'm the buzz you want from the wineYou put the bottle on and dance while it plays, yeahYeah you like Johnny Cash like I do, I root for the Cubs like you doAnd that's how I know CHORUSYou've been looking for a guy whose been looking for a girl like youAin't nothing he won't doTo catch you in his arms and never let goGet married down in MexicoFall more in love with every rise and fall of the moonYou've been looking for a guy whose been looking for a girl like you, yeah Oh yeahYou like a cherry on top, a red striped straw in a Coca Cola classicI like a little Whiskey kick hitting my lips in red solo plasticYou dig the Whiskey in me, I dig your classic thangThat's how I know CHORUS Some people search foreverCan't seem to find that piece of HeavenThat little piece of gold we've got

    Baby girl you can't stopLooking for a guy whose been looking for a girl like you CHORUS I've been looking for a girl like you

    Wrong About ThatIf I was to take a guess, hey girl I bet you don't have any tattoosYou never jumped up on the bar, sang "back in black" or air-guitar now have youWhen midnight rolls around you find a door and sneak on out, bet that's what you always do CHORUSBut I'd love to be wrong about thatI'd love to have you make me take it all backGirl look at you standing in the party lightsPeeling that label, looking so shyBut you'd never give a guy like me a try, and that's too badCause I'd love to be wrong about thatI'd love to be wrong about that

    And maybe if I'm right, ya youre probably not the kind to just kiss someone for funYou never left a lipstick print on a menthol cigarette when you got a little too drunkAnd when they pass that plate at church and find some panties in your purse do you go "what have I done?" oh no CHORUS Guess it's time to walk on over and say hello and try to get to know yaBuy you a drink and tell you a joke and try to make ya laugh and see where it goesIf I roll the dice and take a chance you might let me kiss ya slowWell I'm hoping that ya willBut I'm betting that ya won't CHORUS I'd love to have you make me take it all backGirl look at you standing in the party lightsPeeling that label, looking so shyBut you'd never give a guy like me a try, and that's too badCause I'd love to be wrong about thatI'd love to be wrong about that This Town Aint A TownEver since you said good-byeNothin' round here looks the sameEvery road I go down don't feel right'Cuz I can't see your pretty face CHORUSGirl they might as well roll these sidewalks upShut the dive bars downLet the air out the tires of all these trucks'Cuz there ain't no use in, cruisin' around without you babyMight as well let that river run dry'Cuz you ain't takin a dipAnd I ain't standin' there trying to steal one more kissThis town ain't a town without you hangin' around I ain't got nowhere to goAnd I ain't got no place to beNo party any other boys can throwIs gonna bring it back to me CHORUS Without ya hangin' aroundMight as well plough the grass from the football fieldsShoot a hole in the moonshine stillAll I got is time to killHere without youI remember when I loved this placeStayed around here just in caseYou decide to comeback, but girl if you don't come back CHORUS Without ya hangin' around [x3]Yea this town ain't a town

  • 1. WASTIN GASWriters: Matt Dragstrem, Jon Nite, Adam Craig 2014 Big Loud Songs (ASCAP) Admin. by Big Loud Bucks/EMI April Music Inc./Jon Mark Nite Music (ASCAP)/Sony/ATV Tree Publishing (BMI)

    2. TIPPIN POINTWriters: Jaren Johnston, Tyler Hubbard, Brian Kelley 2013 Sony/ATV Harmony/Texa Rae Music (ASCAP)/Big Loud Mountain (BMI) Admin. by Big Loud Bucks

    3. CHEAP SEATSWriters: Sarah Buxton, Jesse Frasure, Tina Parol 2014 Big Red Toe/Bux Tone Music (BMI) Admin. by Big Loud Bucks/Rio Bravo Music, Inc. (BMI)/BMG Cicada/On Parol Music Publishing/ Danjahandz Musik (SESAC)

    4. LIFTEDWriters: Jeremy Stover, Jaren Johnston, Zac Maloy 2014 EMI April Music Inc./Songs Of Countrywood (ASCAP)/Sony/ATV Harmony/Texa Rae Music (ASCAP)/WB Music Corp./Leo Rosewater Music (ASCAP)

    5. HEAT RISESWriters: Rodney Clawson, Jaren Johnston, Ross Copperman 2014 Big Red Toe/Farm Town Songs (BMI) Admin. by Big Loud Bucks/Sony/ATV Harmony/Texa Rae Music (ASCAP)/EMI Blackwood Music Inc./Songs By Red Room (BMI)

    6. THINKIN BOUT YOUWriters: Rhett Akins, Ashley Gorley, Jimmy Robbins 2014 EMI Blackwood Music Inc./Brooks County Boy Music (BMI)/External Combustion Music/Songs of Southside Independent Music Publishing/WB Music Corp./Atlas Music Publishing (ASCAP)/Extraordinary Alien Publishing (ASCAP)

    7. Slow RollinWriters: Rodney Clawson, Luke Laird 2014 Big Red Toe (BMI) Admin. by Big Loud Bucks/Songs of Universal, Inc./Creative Nation Music/Twangin and Slangin (BMI)

    8. JUST SAY WHENWriters: Rodney Clawson, Ross Copperman, Ben Hayslip 2014 Big Red Toe (BMI) Admin. by Big Loud Bucks/EMI Blackwood Music Inc./Ross Copperman Songs/4 Tunes Music Publishing (BMI)/WB Music Corp./Tar Cam Knox Music/Thankful For This Music (ASCAP)

    9. A GIRL LIKE YOUWriters: Jaren Johnston, Jimmy Robbins 2014 Sony/ATV Harmony/Texa Rae Music (ASCAP)/Extraordinary Alien Publishing (ASCAP)

    10. WRONG ABOUT THATWriters: Rodney Clawson, John Randall, Jessi Alexander 2014 Big Red Toe (BMI) Admin. by Big Loud Bucks/Reynsong Publishing Corp./Wha Ya Say Music (BMI)/Vistaville Music/Happy Tears Music (ASCAP)

    11. This Town Aint A TownWriters: Rodney Clawson, Chris DeStefano, Ashley Gorley 2014 Big Red Toe (BMI) Admin. by Big Loud Bucks/EMI April Music, Inc./Sugar Glider Music (ASCAP)/External Combustion Music/Out Of The Taperoom Music/Songs of Southside Independent Music Publishing (ASCAP)

    Produced by Joey Moi Recorded and mixed by Joey Moi at Moby Vik, Big Loud Mountain Studio, and Ocean Way Nashville.Assisted by Eivind NordlandDigital editing by Scott CookeMastered by Hank Williams at MasterMixProduction Assistance by Scott Johnson

    Musicians:Dallas Smith Lead & Background VocalsChris McHugh DrumsJoey Moi Programming, Acoustic & Electric Guitars, Percussion, Background VocalsAdam Shoenfeld Electric GuitarIlya Toshinskiy Electric GuitarDerek Wells Electric GuitarDarren Savard Electric GuitarBryan Sutton Acoustic Guitar, Banjo, Dobro, Mandolin, BouzoukiJimmie Lee Sloas BassScott Cooke - BassCharlie Judge KeysJamie Moore Keys, PercussionTroy Lancaster Electric GuitarDanny Rader Acoustic Guitar, Ganjo, BouzoukiRuss Pahl Pedal Steel

    Management: Bryan Coleman, Alex Seif at Union Entertainment Group & Kevin "Chief" Zaruk, Seth England and Joey Moi at Big Loud MountainBusiness Management: Margaux Hennebery at DMCL Chartered Accounts, LLPA&R: Jonathan Simkin at 604 RecordsA&R Coordinator: Dayna Bourgoin at 604 RecordsAgent: Nick Meinema at The Agency Group

    Photography: Kristin Barlowe Cover Art: Lloyd Aur NormanPackage Design: reformavw.com

    www.dallassmithmusic.com

    We acknowledge the financial support of the Government of Canada through the Department of Canadian Heritage (Canada Music Fund)

    I'd like to thank my wife Kristen and my friends/family who have supported me through this journey.

    Thank you to everyone at 604 Records, Universal Music Canada, Big Loud Mountain Records, Union Entertainment Group and The Agency Group for all their continued hard work.

    Thank you to everyone at Canadian Country Radio, CMT Canada and Sirius The Highway for the support they have shown me and what I do.

    Country music fans are the best in the world. Thank you for spending your hard earned money on my music and my live shows. You are the reason I get to do what I do and I will never take that for granted.