Luke Combs – Beer Never Broke My Heart

CD Review: Luke Combs – Beer Never Broke My Heart

By Stanley Mwene For Country Music News International Magazine

  1. Beer Never Broke My Heart
  2. Refrigerator
  3. Even Though I’m Leaving
  4. Lovin’ On You
  5. Moon Over Mexico
  6. 1,2 Many
  7. Blue Collar Boys
  8. New Every Day
  9. Reasons
  10. Every Little Bit Helps
  11. Dear Today
  12. What You See Is What You Get
  13. Does To Me
  14. Angels Workin’ Overtime
  15. All Over Again
  16. Nothing Like You
  17. Better Togather

Little History Of Luke Combs

Luke Albert Combs is an American Country music singer and songwriter. He was born and raised in North Carolina. Combs began performing as a child, most notably at Canegie Hall. Combs was born in 2nd March, 1990 in Charlotte, North Carolina US. After dropping out of college to pursue a career in music, he moved to Nashville, Tennessee where he released his debut extended play, The Way She Rides, in 2014.

Beer Never Broke My Heart. This is an amazing romantic song. I feel lost in my heart in my beautiful ghost make you bad. George came down to town and this is a loving guy. Oh yes, can’t bring down. Oh much he leaves me done. Oh he brings me beer which does not break my heart.

Lying down brings my heart. Like we are dreaming, he just knows me. All to miss guitar. Allow me goes to my heart. She was dear watching me play as she grew crazy. She was delighted watching me play. Allow me love blossom from my heart.

Like done little blossom from my heart. She had done little dear dreaming, just know me. I will be to miss guitar. Allow me love blossom from my heart. I have done many things ‘babe’ from my heart. Like I dream, just know me.

I won’t miss guitar. Allow me just blossom from my heart. You never broke my heart.

Refrigerator. Is there on a champion where none seeks. That may bundle when I felt I was a kid. Saved the best day, mum be somebody’s life. He will burn heels to come back, none playing the game. Whose picture it is that by side.

For that means from my little time. Yes, please, she has been. Our Almighty, yes she has been, here takes my rights. For she has been to lead the door. My first kid came and go, I was pumping on. That makes go.

I was to release mummy from aging to a small power I was coming over. Without most bitter, shall buy pass for that little mess. I know that time, all that place leaves for her. Please be for her. Here take my rights.

Ye I must feel for the same. It is gone time too bad with most days. Here are most pictures, they say. Forgotten memories, I know that time. And I will place this for my Almighty.

Even Though I am Leaving. This is a powerful romantic song. Then I am afraid what you said little. Let me say, she is mine. Then place down lol. I don’t wanna be wrong because this is the second that you have got me down.

For you are intimate in my head. Just because I am leaving, it does not mean I will be by your side. You need me, you can see me in the middle of the night. Whose love shall I play. It is okay I was with. For I will always be your day.

Even though I am leaving, I will always know your way. Then you will be willing because I know I won’t leave your way. My bigger brains are not going to change me too far away. And no one will go with you. You are charming my brain. Is that I take away with you.

For I will leave this on mine. Just because you leave it. I will live by you side When you need it, you can’t see it in mirror tonight. Whose love to you see. It is ok I will live by your side. I am gonna be happy be here. Even gonna be leaving, I will be with you.

Then you are afraid, you won’t be stay a little longer. And even without seeing that day, they gonna back. Then please, do not go. I can do this myself. No way we can have this. Then get my mind, as I say. Just because I am leaving, it does not mean, I cannot live by your side. When you need me, you can see me in the middle of the night. Those love we celebrate, is okay.

I will always be your day. No one leaving, I will be with you always. I don’t want you to go away.

Lovin’ On You. This is also another beautiful romantic song…. Don’t leave me I wanna lack words I love you. You are looking real on me. I lack a finer slow because I need you on my side it has been a gain. I always struggle asking my way. You will always miss me.

I was asking where I can get you boots (your love). I am not leaving on you. I feel lousy when seeing you. I can hear you voice when you are mine. I mean I love you. I have always asking people about loving on you. I like to be with you.

I feel aroused walking with you. I can hear you loving with your voice. I mean you jump my moods. I mean I am really loving on you. I have been there loving you. I am always checking your moves.

Moon Over Mexico. This is a powerful romantic song…. I can see your blue-sky eyes looking on a mango kiss. I can hear the waves and breeze in the Joshua trees. It was just about as good as it gets. Taste the salt on the rim, and feel the sand on your skin.

And the wild in the wind, like I’m right there again. Under the moon over Mexico. Holding onto you as the low tide rose. Whatever that buzz was, I ain’t felt it since. However, I can’t seem to let go. There was a shine in the dark, a frame from a spark. And a little in Pacifio.

The second I left I was kicking myself because I knew I should a stayed. Still tequila love-drunk from us waking up under the Cabo palm leaf shade. And it is crazy I know. But I had given anything to go. To you and me on that coast in the midnight glow.

Taste the salt on the rim, feel the sand on your skin. And the wild in the wind, like I am right there again.

1,2 Many. Well, I got a call from Rowdy around six o’clock. Saying he caught a hankering’ for a honky tonk. Wants an ice cold beer and county song. But he didn’t wanna stay out all night long. Well, I ain’t the kind to let a buddy drink alone. But I can’t turn it off once I turn it on.

There is no stopping me once I get going. Put a can in my hand, man I am wide as open. The tick tock of that clock I like a time bomb. By half past ten, I am half past tipsy. At a quarter to twelve, man I have done had plenty. The countdown’s on when the first beer hits me. Five, four, two, one …. too many.

After five diet Millers, I was feeling loose. Singing Karaoke to a TL tune. When a pretty little thing shot me a wink. She said, ‘Hey cowboy, could you buy us a drink?’’ Well hey, baby doll, I will if you want. But I cannot turn it offence I turn it on.

Now I have never been the kind to quit. Won’t stop till I get to the bottom of this. And the night’s still young. So what you say we shotgun one?

Blue Collar Boys. This is also an amazing song…We were just river kids. Picking up stones like David did. Watching them longnecks break off of Freight Train Bridge. We went to church in a Detroit car. With an aching back just like old Granddad did.

And we like cold keg beer and fixing up trucks. Old bird dogs and the woman we love. Maxwell House steaming out of coffee cup. We say our prayers, sender to the sky. Busk our backs, barely getting by. Carolina to California up to Illinois. Yeah, there’s guys like us. Blue collar boys.

We are worn out boots and old Levi’s. The wind behind the stars and stripes.

New Every Day. I always thought that whiskey was just something that you sipped. I always thought a smoke was something I had never do again. I thought I was in control and I was on a roll.

I never thought a picture was enough break me down. I never knew a king size bed was just another place to drown or how lonely sounds. But man, I get it now. I am learning something new every day. All about goodbyes, about overs.

All about the hang-ups and hangovers. Things I never knew about me. I am finding out now since then. Day you made us go our separate ways. Well, I am learning something new every day.

I thought I knew it all, but girl, I guess you are showing me. I am finding out how freedom can feel anything but free. And how hurting hurts like hell. Yeah, as far as I can tell.

I am learning something new every day. All about goodbyes, about overs. All about hang-ups and hangovers. Things I never knew about me. I am finding out now since then. Day you made us go our separate ways. Well, I am learning something new every day.

Soon as it is gone I find out. Your memory is still around. And here to stay.

Reasons. I do not know why you why you cannot buy wine round here on Sunday. Or an ice cold beer at a college football game. I do not know why at 18 Mama gave me a curfew. But it was ‘son you are under my roof. Then you are under my rules’.

I guess it is all a part of a bigger plan. But some of them, I will never understand. But they got their reasons. Just like you. When you walked out of my life. When you did not have to. You sent me reeling. There is nothing I can do.  A bout you taking my heart and breaking it right into two.

So if you see me soaking in these thoughts, I am thinking. Drowning in some barroom off the deep end. I got my reasons.

I do not know why them uptown guys sitting three seats from me. Are raising ‘em up just as fast as they can put ‘em down. Or why that old timer wants the Yankees on the TV. And the bar keeps buying that one girl free rounds.

Every Little Bit Helps. This futon I crashed on in college, well it aint our bed. But at least it did not smell like. Patron up on the counter, well it ain’t you read. Them long stems are long gone too. Put that record on, took your pictures of the shelf. Oh because every little bit helps.

Might not get me all the way over you. But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to. Walking right out of your valley of the shadow of death. Step by step, I am getting. Out from under that spell you put on me. I know you just left and I know I might only be. One night into you ‘’goodbye, gone’’ kinda hell. Oh, but every little bit helps.

Might not get me all the way over you. But every little bit gets me a little bit closer to. Walking right out of your valley of the shadow of death. Step by step, I am getting.

Dear Today. Dear today, tomorrow here. Man, I was just checking in. Hope you have been well. Me, i am doing alright. Could always be better. Seeing as you are the only one with a choice in the matter. If I know you. Hell, you are too busy. To do damn near anything. That you must to.

Guess what I am saying is. If you do not change. Boy, you will be kicking yourself one these days. So maybe you should call mama. And have a drink with our old man. Quit wasting our sweet time and put that diamond on her hand.

Stop taking me for granted like I will always be around. Cause even as you read this boy, that clock is ticking down. And remember every second I got is borrowed. So I hope you think of me today, sincerely tomorrow.

What You See Is What You Get. I am a puzzle. I am a walking contradiction. In far from mint condition cause there are pieces I cannot find. Sometimes, trouble. A can of cope a day addiction. With set in stone convictions. And a no bend bottom line.

I am an easy read but I ain’t no open look. Got a knack for making things harder than they look. I am a straight shooting. Beer drinking, rule breaking. Do not think I will not take a good timing too far. I am a midnighting, backsliding. Getaway car driving. Running away with your heart. I guess, be careful what you wish for, is all I meant when I said. What you see, is what you get.

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