Here for a Good Time

Here for a Good Time is Strait's twenty-seventh studio album, is every bit fresh and new as it is comfortable, reliable King George. Co-produced by Strait and his long-time producer Tony Brown, George returned to the Jimmy Buffet owned Shrimpboat Sound Studio in Key West, FL to record the album. The title track and lead-off single, "Here for a Good Time", co-written with son Bubba and songwriter Dean Dillon, was released in June 2011. The album sold 91,414 copies in its first week.


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Girl you had one of those days
Seem like they been going around
You are a long way from being where you want to be.

When the world isn't going your way
Or whatever bad luck is getting you down.
Honey I will be right here for you with open arms,
You can run to me.

Baby, love's gonna make it, love's gonna make it alright (alright, alright)
Baby, love's gonna make it, love's gonna make it alright,
Tonight, tonight, tonight.

We go out and paint the town
We can dance your cares away.
We can watch them all fall out on the floor.
And if you want to we can close it down.
We can leave whenever you say
I'll chase you down the hallway.
Watch the sun come up behind our bedroom door.

Baby, love's gonna make it, love's gonna make it alright (alright, alright)
Baby, love's gonna make it, love's gonna make it alright,
Tonight, tonight, tonight.

That's the good thing girl about me and you.
There ain't nothing that lovin' can't get us through

Baby, love's gonna make it, love's gonna make it alright (alright, alright)
Baby, love's gonna make it, love's gonna make it alright
Baby, love's gonna make it, love's gonna make it alright (alright, alright)
Baby, love's gonna make it, love's gonna make it alright,
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight

- Al Anderson, Chris Stapleton

I woke up this mornin' and I swore to God
I'd never, ever take another drink again
I fought it like the devil, but you know that you're in trouble
When you're fourteen and drunk by ten a.m.
Tried to hide it from my mom and dad, all my friends said, straighten up
I just laughed, said, you don't understand
That's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man

At sixteen I was on my own and flyin' high
And stayin' stoned
I knew everything there was to know
I did things that I can't talk about
I wore my mom and daddy out
Late nights they spent prayin' for my soul
Stayed sober once for nine days in a row
I quit cold turkey and damn near almost
Made it to ten
But that's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man

I look into the mirror, bottle in my hand
I'd like to pour it out, I just don't think I can
'Cause that's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man

I don't know when or where it was or how we met
And fell in love
Or why she'd even fall for a guy like me
I tried to pull myself together, hopin' we could last forever
For awhile I started to believe
Her daddy said, she's all I got
Son, don't ever break her heart
Promise me before you take her hand
But that's just too much to ask of a drinkin' man

I look into the mirror, bottle in my hand
I'd like to pour it out, I just don't think I can
'Cause that's a hell of a lot to ask of a drinkin' man

I woke up this mornin' and I swore to God
I'd never, ever take another drink again


- Dean Dillon, Bubba Strait, George Strait

You played me for a fool
And I played the part so well
You played it smart, you played it cool
Broke every promise, every rule
And I couldn't even tell

You looked me in the eyes
And said, I was the only one
It was no surprise
That I kept falling for your lies
And they had only just begun

Fool me once, shame on you
You told me that you would be true
You were so easy to believe
Fool me twice, shame on me

I thought I'd won your heart
But you were still in love with him
You said we'd never be apart
It was a lie right from the start
You left me hanging on this limb

I never thought that you could be
The kind to hurt me just for fun
But it's sure no fun for me
I think it's time to set you free
Pick myself up and say we're done

Fool me once, shame on you
You told me that you would be true
You were so easy to believe
Fool me twice, shame on me

You were so easy to believe
Fool me twice, shame of me


- Bubba Strait, George Strait

My first sip made me gag
And I thought I was gonna blow beets
But I took another and pretty soon brother
Sour mash started tasting sweet
Made me feel brave and strong
Bulletproof, like I could do no wrong
But I found out before too long
What I should've known

You can learn to love anything
Even a bird in a cage will sing a song
Even it's wrong
Even if it kills you in the end
You can learn to love anything
Trade your heart and soul for a ball and chain
Anything can bring you pleasure, even pain
Pick your poison
Poison
Pick your poison

Ruby lips hid a razor tongue
And a heart, blue as glacier ice
I was warned, but I was willing
To ignore everybody's advice
The more I gave, the more she took
She walked away without a second look
Just one more page from that great big book
On how

You can learn to love anything
Even a bird in a cage will sing a song
Even if it's wrong
Even if it kills you in the end
You can learn to love anything
Trade your heart and soul for a ball and chain
Anything can bring you pleasure, even pain
You can learn to love anything
A prison wall, a ball and chain
Anything can bring you pleasure, even pain
Pick your poison
Poison
(You can learn)
Pick your poison

Pick your poison
(You can learn)
Pick your poison
Poison
Poison
Pick your poison
Pick your poison


- Chuck Cannon, Allen Shamblin

I'm not going to lay around and whine and moan
'Cause somebody done done me wrong
Don't think for a minute
That I'm gonna sit around and sing some old sad song
I believe it's half full, not a half empty glass
Every day I wake up knowing it could be my last

I ain't here for a long time
I'm here for a good time
So bring on some sunshine, to hell with the red wine
Pour me some moonshine
When I am gone put it in stone, he left nothing behind'
I ain't here for a long time
I'm here for a good time

Folks are always dreaming about what they like to do
But I like to do just what I like
I'll take the chance, dance the dance
It might be wrong but then again it might be right
There's no way of knowing what tomorrow brings
Life's too short to waste it I say bring on anything

I ain't here for a long time
I'm here for a good time
So bring on the sunshine to hell with the red wine
Pour me some moonshine

When I'm gone put it in stone,
"He left nothing behind"
I ain't here for a long time
I'm here for a good time
I ain't here for a long time
I'm here for a good time


- Dean Dillon, Bubba Strait, George Strait

Walkin' down this lonely stretch of beach
She and I, walked down a thousand times
I just can't force myself to give her up
Like all the things she left behind
Gone are the days when I'd wake up
With her warm body next to mine

It gets cold here in the wintertime
And my mind drifts away
To that house across the bay.
A long talk and a glass of wine
And we'd love the night away,
But that was yesterday
In that house across the bay.

Her laughter was contagious
Her walk, her talk, her smile lit up every room.
They say things happen for a reason,
But I can't find one good reason
Why she's gone so soon.
Life just seems to hang
On every thought and everything
We used to be.

It gets cold here in the wintertime
And my mind drifts away
To that house across the bay.
A long talk and a glass of wine
And we'd love the night away,
But that was yesterday
In that house across the bay.

There was sunshine everyday
And we'd love the night away
In that house across the bay.


- Dean Dillon, Bubba Strait, George Strait

At a truck stop in San Angelo
I saw a billboard about this rodeo
This weekend out in El Paso
So I signed up to ride

I drew a bull called Original Sin
I heard he'd killed a couple of men
Thinkin' this was somethin' I could win
Cause the devil was on my side

I was havin' myself one hell of a ride
But I ended up disqualified
That danged old bull just up and died
Before they blew the whistle

With them north Texas blues
Thought I'd paid all my dues
Then them south Texas blues
Told me son you ain't through
Had the east Texas blues
And the west Texas too
I've done all I know to do
Tryin' to lose, tryin' to lose
These old lone star blues

Well I got laid off at Brown & Root
Then on my way back to Cut and Shoot
I lost my wristwatch and my boots
Shootin' dice with a dude from Houston

Well there ain't no jobs here workin' cattle
So I got on part time haulin' gravel
With some outfit from Seattle
Down here buildin' custom homes

With them north Texas blues
Thought I'd paid all my dues
Then them south Texas blues
Told me son you ain't through
Had the east Texas blues
And the west Texas too
I've done all I know to do
Tryin' to lose, tryin' to lose
These old lone star blues

Well I gassed my truck and I packed my clothes
Turned in the key and hit the road
I said Cowtown's where I'll go
You never know I might get lucky

Well I got a friend there turning knobs
At a place called Billy Bob's
Said he could get me a job there
Workin' as a bouncer

First night on the job was just insane
Some ol' boy got all deranged
Hit me in the head with a Harley chain
To this day my ears still ring

With them north Texas blues
Thought I'd paid all my dues
Then them south Texas blues
Told me son you ain't through
Had the east Texas blues
And the west Texas too
I've done all I know to do
Tryin' to lose, tryin' to lose
These old lone star blues

I've done all I know to do
Tryin' to lose, tryin' to lose
These old lone star blues


- Gary Nicholson, Delbert McClinton

A showman's life is a smokey bar
And the fevered chase of a tiny star
It's a hotel room and a lonely wife
From what I've seen of a showman's life
Nobody told me about this part

They told me all about the pretty girls
And the wine and the money and the good times
There's no mention of all the wear and tear
On an old honky tonker's heart
Well I might have known it
But nobody told me about this part

A boy will dream as children do
Of a great white way, until the dream comes true
And a phony smile in a colored light
Is all there is to a showman's life
Nobody told me about this part

They told me all about the pretty girls
And the wine and the money and the good times
There's no mention of all the wear and tear
On an old honky tonker's heart
Well I might have known it
But nobody told me about this part

And nobody told me about this part

They told me all about the pretty girls
And the wine and the money and the good times
There's no mention of, all the wear and tear
On an old honky tonker's heart
Well I might have known it
But nobody told me about this part
Well I might have known it
Nobody told me about this part


- Jesse Winchester

He was sitting on the front porch of a half-way house
Chainin' cigarettes and drinkin' coffee
I was walkin' by on my way home
Stopped and said, hello, how are ya
He looked at me and said, I've seen better days
I looked at him and said, there's a better way

Three nails and a cross
Equal forgiveness
Just like you, I was lost
And that's hell to have to live with
I've sat on that front porch where you're sittin' now
I kept lookin' deep inside 'til I figured out
Three nails and a cross equal forgiveness.

She was sittin' on her bed crying crocodiles
Sixteen ain't a good age to be pregnant
And she thinks mom and dad won't love her anymore
Like the boy who swore he always would but doesn't
She turns and sees that Bible laying by her bed
And she crumbles to her knees as she bows her head

Three nails and a cross
Equal forgiveness
Lord help me cause I'm lost
And that's hell to have to live with
I need You more than ever now, without a doubt
I've made a big mistake, can You help me out
Three nails and a cross equal forgiveness
Three nails and a cross equal forgiveness


- Bobby Boyd, Dillon, Bubba Strait, George Strait

I got the blue marlin blues...

First one off the dock, long before dawn
Headed to the blue water, won't take long
A box full of ballyhoo, rigged just right
Still hurtin' from that party last night
30 miles later, get the call lines in
Scramble' round the cockpit thinkin' we're gonna win
Seven hours later, we still ain't caught a thing
Mood on this boat sure has changed

I got the blue marlin blues
From my hat to my shoes
I used to catch 'em in twos
No matter which bait I choose
How many more can I lose
They got me drinkin' the booze
I got the blue marlin blues

I had one swimmin' right behind my bait
All lit up man, I just couldn't wait
I picked up the rod, I put it in free spool
Thinkin' I'll shake these blue marlin blues
He knocked it out of the clip
And I fed him some line
I locked it up and I began to wind
He came out of the water
Spit the bait right at me
And disappeared back into the sea

I got the blue marlin blues
From my hat to my shoes
I used to catch 'em in twos
No matter which bait I choose
How many more can I lose
They got me drinkin' the booze
I got the blue marlin blues


- Dean Dillon, Bubba Strait, George Strait

It all started back in 1981.
Our life together had just begun.
I didn't know what my future would hold,
But you gave me a chance,
So I set out on the road.

It wasn't easy going then.
There were times I almost threw that old towel in,
But you kept callin me back to the stage,
And I finally found my place in each and every face.

I'm not sayin I'm through by any means.
There's still things that I want to say and do.
I hope you won't forget me, cause we've shared a lot dreams.
And just know that I'll always remember you.

When I first set out on the road, I figured
I had maybe 5 good years to sing my songs for you folks.
Well, it's goin on 30 now
And I still love it just as much as I ever did.
When I hear that announcer say my name,
And I walk through those curtains
And see your smilin' faces,
My feet don't touch the ground again
Til I walk out and get back on that bus that got me here.
I don't know how many more years I've got left to do this,
But I figure a few.
I do want you to know, though,
That when I do walk off this stage for the last time,
And I'm all settled in, away from all this,
You won't be far away.
I'll still hear your screams and cheers in my mind.
And I'll always remember you.

I'm not sayin I'm through by any means.
Cause there's still things that I want to say and do.
I hope you won't forget me, cause we've shared a lot dreams.
And just know that I'll always remember you.

You've pulled me through some hard times.
Hope I've pulled you through a few.
And just know that I'll always remember you.


- Dean Dillon, Bubba Strait, George Strait