We have a good time out here tonight, y'all. I'm having a damn good time out here tonight, I'm telling you. We got our mom and dad out in the audience tonight, actually. We wouldn't be here without them. Give them a round of applause, will you? I want everybody up on your feet, come on. Come on, everybody up, let's go. There's only a few holdouts here. I got you, got you. I want you to sing with me right now, and I want this *** to be good. I want to be from the heart, all right? Can we do that right now? Come on. I said, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Their pitch was good. But your volume was wicked ***. I want to hear this lot out here tonight. Come on. I'm not playing around with you. Come on. Come on, let me hear you. I'm not playing around. Come on. I said, hey, hey. Hey, hey. Hey, hey. Hey, hey. One, two, one, two, one, two, three. One, two, one, two, one, two, three. Blank the whiskey on the beer, Blank the beer on the whiskey, Blank the morning on the night For who's lying here with me. Blame the bar for the band, Blame the band for the song, Blame the song for the party. That one. All night long. But it ain't my fault. It ain't my fault. I might have had a little fun, Might have wronged God done, But it ain't my fault. Blame the heart for the hurting, Blame the hurting on the heart, Blame the dog on the devil, Blame the devil on the dog, Blame the ex for the drinking, Blame the drinking for the ex, Blame the two for one tequilas. For what? But it ain't my fault. It ain't my fault. I might have had a little fun, Might have wronged God done, But it ain't my fault. Everybody keep your hands up! I've got my hands up, I need an alibi. Buy me a witness Who can testify Who made a mistake And got the wrong guy. I'm always guilty of a damn good time. No, it ain't my fault. It ain't my fault. guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo guitar solo screams, applause screams, applause Billy Justin on keys y'all! ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶