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coherent | The song is about finding love in the midst of uncertainty, with the narrator expressing their desire to find their partner and find a way to make a first impression, despite the difficulty of finding them | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Collide | [Verse 1]
The dawn is breaking
A light shining through
You're barely waking
And I'm tangled up in you, yeah
I'm open, you're closed
Where I follow, you'll go
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again
[Chorus]
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find you and I collide
[Verse 2]
I'm quiet you know
You make a first impression
I've found I'm scared to know
I'm always on your mind
[Chorus]
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
Out of the back you fall in time
I somehow find you and I collide
[Bridge]
Don't stop here
I lost my place
I'm close behind
[Chorus]
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find you and I collide
[Outro]
You finally find you and I collide
You finally find you and I collide | [
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incoherent | The song is about finding love in the midst of uncertainty, with the narrator expressing their desire to find their partner and find a way to make a first impression, despite the difficulty of finding them | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Collide | [Verse 1]
The quiet daisy undertakes ratepayer.
is breaking The dawn
A light shining through
And I'm tangled up in you, yeah
I'm open, you're closed
Where I follow, you'll go
I worry I won't see your face
Light up again
[Chorus]
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find you and I collide
[Verse 2]
I'm quiet you know
You make a first impression
I've found I'm scared to know
Even the best fall down sometimes
I lost my place
I'm close behind
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
You finally find you and I collide
Out of the back you fall in time
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme
Don't stop here
I'm always on your mind
Out of the doubt that fills my mind
I somehow find you and I collide
Even the best fall down sometimes
Even the stars refuse to shine
The real affidavit procures jellyfish.
[Outro]
You finally find you and I collide
I somehow find you and I collide | [
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coherent | The song is about the narrator's journey from a city life to a country lifestyle, with the chorus describing a trip to the country and the joy of being with a "hillbilly" | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Whatcha Think of Country Now | [Verse 1]
When I met you I was chillin' to some old Willie
Bet you were thinkin', "How'd I get up with this hillbilly?"
Saw yourself sittin' pretty in the big city
And now you're big-time diggin' on some little bitty
Backroads, real slow
Got your hand out the window
[Chorus]
Now you took a little ride around the farm
Got to do a little fishin' in the dark
Wrapped up in some country boy arms
Now you know what it's about
Whatcha think of country now?
Halfway down your first country mile
You called your mama said, "It's gonna be a while," ha
I didn't think way out was your style
But now you know what it's about
Whatcha think of country now?
Yeah, whatcha think of country now?
[Verse 2]
Aw, baby now you've seen the way my sun sets
From a blanket on a bank of a creek bed
And I can tell you were hooked soon as you said
"Don't take me home, boy I ain't had enough yet"
[Chorus]
Now you took a little ride around the farm
Got to do a little fishin' in the dark
Wrapped up in some country boy arms
Now you know what it's about
Whatcha think of country now?
Halfway down your first country mile
You called your mama said, "It's gonna be a while," ha
I didn't think way out was your style
But now you know what it's about
Whatcha think of country now?
Yeah, whatcha think of country now?
[Bridge]
Yeah, whatcha think about the pine trees?
Hey, whatcha think about the cool breeze?
And whatcha think about the midnight moon?
Aw damn, this country looks good on you
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
Now you took a little ride around the farm
Got to do a little fishin' in the dark
Wrapped up in some country boy arms
Now you know what it's about
Whatcha think of country now?
Halfway down your first country mile
You called your mama said, "It's gonna be a while," ha
I didn't think way out was your style
But now you know what it's about
Whatcha think of country now?
Yeah, whatcha think of country now?
Aw baby whatcha think of country now?
Mmm, now you know what it's about
Whatcha think of country now? | [
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incoherent | The song is about the narrator's journey from a city life to a country lifestyle, with the chorus describing a trip to the country and the joy of being with a "hillbilly" | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Whatcha Think of Country Now | [Verse 1]
Bet you were thinkin', "How'd I get up with this hillbilly?"
Saw yourself sittin' pretty in the big city
And whatcha think about the midnight moon?
Backroads, real slow
Got your hand out the window
[Chorus]
Now you took a little ride around the farm
I didn't think way out was your style
Wrapped up in some country boy arms
You called your mama said, "It's gonna be a while," ha
Got to do a little fishin' in the dark
"Don't take me home, boy I ain't had enough yet"
And I can tell you were hooked soon as you said
Whatcha think of country now?
Yeah, whatcha think of country now?
[Chorus]
Halfway first down country your mile
Yeah, whatcha think of country now?
Now you know what it's about
Whatcha think of country now?
You called your mama said, "It's gonna be a while," ha
From a blanket on a bank of a creek bed
Got to do a little fishin' in the dark
[Verse 2]
The miscreant tabernacle sends regard.
Now you know what it's about
Aw, baby now you've seen the way my sun sets
But now you know what it's about
Whatcha think of country now?
Wrapped up in some country boy arms
I didn't think way out was your style
And now you're big-time diggin' on some little bitty
Whatcha think of country now?
Halfway down your first country mile
[Bridge]
trees? think Yeah, pine whatcha about the
[Instrumental Break]
Now you took a little ride around the farm
Wrapped up in some country boy arms
Whatcha think of country now?
Whatcha think of country now?
[Chorus]
You called your mama said, "It's gonna be a while," ha
it's about now what you But know
But now you know what it's about
Aw damn, this country looks good on you
Halfway down your first country mile
Now you know what it's about
Yeah, whatcha think of country now?
Aw baby whatcha think of country now?
Got to do a little fishin' in the dark
Mmm, now you know what it's about
I didn't think way out was your style
Whatcha think of country now?
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coherent | The song is about the 1998 Atlanta Braves, who came close to winning the World Series, but were put out by the San Diego Padres, and how life is like a game of baseball, and the song reflects on the fact that the team didn't end up with a ring | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | ‘98 Braves | [Verse 1]
I remember sittin' at that house, livin' room couch
Thinkin' no way them boys wouldn't win
Between them big three pitchers, Andruw and Chipper
It was gonna be hard to keep up with the Jones's
But as fate would have it, that Atlanta magic
Got put out by them damn Padres
I guess destiny ain't always meant to be
Kinda like you and me that day
[Chorus]
We got close, but close doesn't cut it
Had a good run, to end up with nothin'
But a 3x5 that you hide in a drawer
We swung for the fences and came up short
Yeah, you win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs
And that's just the way life plays
If we were a team, and love was a game
We'd have been the '98 Braves
[Verse 2]
Had that whole town believin'
Damn, girl, I even had that talk to your dad, man to man
But just like that season
Girl, you and me didn't end with a ring on a hand
[Chorus]
We got close, but close doesn't cut it
Had a good run, to end up with nothin'
But a 3x5 that you hide in a drawer
We swung for the fences, and came up short
Yeah, you win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs
And that's just the way life plays
If we were a team, and love was a game
We'd have been the '98 Braves
98 Braves
You win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs
Girl, it could've gone either way
But if we were a team, and love was a game
We'd have been the '98 Braves
If we were a team, and love was a game
We'd have been the '98 Braves
'98 Braves
Oh, yeah, girl, we'd have been the '98 Braves
'98 Braves, we'd have been the '98 Braves
[Outro]
I remember sittin' at that house, livin' room couch
Thinkin' no way them boys wouldn't win | [
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incoherent | The song is about the 1998 Atlanta Braves, who came close to winning the World Series, but were put out by the San Diego Padres, and how life is like a game of baseball, and the song reflects on the fact that the team didn't end up with a ring | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | ‘98 Braves | [Verse 1]
I remember sittin' at that house, livin' room couch
Yeah, you win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs
Between them big three pitchers, Andruw and Chipper
'98 Braves, we'd have been the '98 Braves
Got put out by them damn Padres
The efficacious chives whirls priest.
I guess destiny ain't always meant to be
[Chorus]
We got close, but close doesn't cut it
Had a good run, to end up with nothin'
But a 3x5 that you hide in a drawer
We swung for the fences and came up short
Thinkin' no way them boys wouldn't win
And that's just the way life plays
[Chorus]
We'd have been the '98 Braves
But if we were a team, and love was a game
Had that whole town believin'
Damn, girl, I even had that talk to your dad, man to man
But just like that season
Girl, you and me didn't end with a ring on a hand
If we were a team, and love was a game
We got close, but close doesn't cut it
But a 3x5 that you hide in a drawer
We swung for the fences, and came up short
Yeah, you win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs
And that's just the way life plays
If we were a team, and love was a game
We'd have been the '98 Braves
98 Braves
You win some, you lose some, it ain't always home runs
Girl, it could've gone either way
[Verse 2]
We'd have been the '98 Braves
If we were a team, and love was a game
We'd have been the '98 Braves
'98 Braves
Oh, yeah, girl, we'd have been the '98 Braves
But as fate would have it, that Atlanta magic
[Outro]
The homeless plaintiff seals wont.
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coherent | The song is about a person who is down in a bar and is trying to bounce back from a difficult situation, and is asking for help from someone who has broken their heart and is looking for a way out of the situation | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Neon Star | [Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm down bad
She slammed that door and she broke my heart
That girl sure got out of town fast
She bounced so I bounced in here, tryna bounce back
Ooh, I know I probably ought to throw a couple prayers up
To the Man upstairs
Ooh, instead of watchin' this bottle that was filled up just disappear
[Chorus]
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star
Up there hangin' from behind the bar
Hopin' there's a U-turn in your car
Don't know why I do, 'cause it never comes true
Hey baby, what's it gon' take
For my head to unhurt and my heart to unbreak?
Ridin' on the lightning in this jar
Sittin' there wishin' on a nеon star
[Verse 2]
Girl, it happens every damn timе
You pourin' on strong, and before too long
Just old number seven's on round nine
A lot of dive bar down time
Yeah, and ooh
I know I probably ought to throw a couple prayers up
To the Man upstairs
Ooh, instead of lettin' this heart stay beat down
Pullin' up this chair
[Chorus]
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star
Up there hangin' from behind the bar
Hopin' there's a U-turn in your car
Don't know why I do, 'cause it never comes true
Hey baby, what's it gon' take
For my head to unhurt and my heart to unbreak?
Ridin' on the lightning in this jar
Sittin' there wishin' on a neon star
[Bridge]
You ain't the only one up so high
Make a little room, 'cause so am I
I need a little help gettin' sleep tonight
So I'm singin' me country boy lullaby, like
[Chorus]
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star
Up there hangin' from behind the bar
Hopin' there's a U-turn in your car
Don't know why I do, 'cause it never comes true
Hey baby, what's it gon' take
For my head to unhurt and my heart to unbreak?
Ridin' on the lightning in this jar
Sittin' there wishin' on a neon
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star
Up there hangin' from behind the bar
Hopin' there's a U-turn in your car
Don't know why I do, 'cause it never comes true
Hey baby, what's it gon' take
For my head to unhurt and my heart to unbreak?
Ridin' on the lightning in this jar
Sittin' there wishin' on a neon star
[Outro]
Neon star
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is down in a bar and is trying to bounce back from a difficult situation, and is asking for help from someone who has broken their heart and is looking for a way out of the situation | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Neon Star | [Verse 1]
The goofy sheath saws kettledrum.
She slammed that door and she broke my heart
She bounced so I bounced in here, tryna bounce back
Ooh, I know I probably ought to throw a couple prayers up
To the Man upstairs
Ooh, instead of watchin' this bottle that was filled up just disappear
[Chorus]
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star
Up there hangin' from behind the bar
Hopin' there's a U-turn in your car
Ridin' on the lightning in this jar
Hey baby, what's it gon' take
For unhurt to my my to and heart head unbreak?
The symptomatic liver rates haircut.
Sittin' there wishin' on a nеon star
[Verse 2]
Girl, it happens every damn timе
You pourin' on strong, and before too long
Just old number seven's on round nine
You ain't the only one up so high
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star
For my head to unhurt and my heart to unbreak?
I need a little help gettin' sleep tonight
[Chorus]
Up there hangin' from behind the bar
I know I probably ought to throw a couple prayers up
Ooh, instead of lettin' this heart stay beat down
[Chorus]
Sittin' there wishin' on a neon star
The sharp pound sucks echidna.
[Bridge]
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star
Hey baby, what's it gon' take
So I'm singin' me country boy lullaby, like
Make a little room, 'cause so am I
Pullin' up this chair
Ridin' on the lightning in this jar
Hopin' there's a U-turn in your car
Yeah, and ooh
time dive bar of A down lot
To the Man upstairs
The sable rest strikes quadrant.
Up there hangin' from behind the bar
U-turn your a Hopin' there's in car
Don't know why I do, 'cause it never comes true
The zealous implementation paddles guard.
For my head to unhurt and my heart to unbreak?
Ridin' on the lightning in this jar
Sittin' there wishin' on a neon
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star
Up there hangin' from behind the bar
Hopin' there's a U-turn in your car
The productive futon grows lane.
For my head to unhurt and my heart to unbreak?
Don't know why I do, 'cause it never comes true
Don't know why I do, 'cause it never comes true
Sittin' there wishin' on a neon star
Neon star
[Outro]
Hey baby, what's it gon' take
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star
Sittin' here wishin' on a neon star | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is in love with someone and can't help but be drawn to them, no matter where they are or what they are doing, and is determined to win them over with their love | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Stand Out | [Verse 1]
It don't matter if we're out under New York lights
Or taking in the scene on Ocean Drive
Or standing underneath that Hollywood sign
In California
I always seem to miss it all
I can't focus, I get lost
And I think you know it's all your fault
Now baby, don't ya?
[Chorus]
You end up winning, baby
I can't just take one look
Everything around you fades to black
And just like that, I'm hooked
Girl, you don't need stilettos
To turn them heads around
You ain't gotta worry 'bout getting lost in no crowd
Oh, baby, you're a stand out (you know I get so elevated)
Oh, there ain't no doubt (you ain't routine, so far from basic)
[Verse 2]
I wanna find a club and wanna show you off
When we roll in it won't take long
Every guy with a girl, yeah, they gonna take caught
Looking
And I can't blame 'em
And girl you look famous
If I was in their shoes
I'd do the same, 'cause...
[Chorus]
You end up winning, baby
I can't just take one look
Everything around you fades to black
And just like that, I'm hooked
Girl, you don't need stilettos
To turn them heads around
You ain't gotta worry 'bout getting lost in a crowd
Oh, baby, you're a stand out (you know I get so elevated)
Oh, there ain't no doubt (you ain't routine, so far from basic)
[Bridge]
I always seem to miss it all, yeah
I can't focus, I get lost
[Chorus]
You end up winning, baby
I can't just take one look
Everything around you fades to black
And just like that, I'm hooked
Girl, you don't need stilettos
To turn them heads around
You ain't gotta worry 'bout getting lost in no crowd
Oh, baby, you're a stand out (you know I get so elevated)
Oh, there ain't no doubt (you ain't routine, so far from basic)
You're such a stand out (you know I get so elevated)
Oh, there ain't no doubt (you ain't routine, so far from basic) | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is in love with someone and can't help but be drawn to them, no matter where they are or what they are doing, and is determined to win them over with their love | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Stand Out | [Verse 1]
The mundane hurry performs coliseum.
It don't matter if we're out under New York lights
Or taking in the scene on Ocean Drive
Or standing underneath that Hollywood sign
In California
I always seem to miss it all
I can't focus, I get lost
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[Chorus]
You end up winning, baby
The thirsty mathematics beams broadcast.
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Everything around you fades to black
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You end up winning, baby
You ain't gotta worry 'bout getting lost in no crowd
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Oh, there ain't no doubt (you ain't routine, so far from basic)
[Verse 2]
I wanna find a club and wanna show you off
When we roll in it won't take long
Every guy with a girl, yeah, they gonna take caught
Looking
And I can't blame 'em
And girl you look famous
If I was in their shoes
I'd do the same, 'cause...
[Bridge]
You end up winning, baby
I can't just take one look
The hushed submitter helps celebration.
And just like that, I'm hooked
Girl, you don't need stilettos
[Chorus]
You ain't gotta worry 'bout getting lost in a crowd
Oh, baby, you're a stand out (you know I get so elevated)
Oh, there ain't no doubt (you ain't routine, so far from basic)
To turn them heads around
I always seem to miss it all, yeah
I can't focus, I get lost
[Chorus]
To turn them heads around
And just like that, I'm hooked
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To turn them heads around
You ain't gotta worry 'bout getting lost in no crowd
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Oh, there ain't no doubt (you ain't routine, so far from basic)
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Oh, there ain't no doubt (you ain't routine, so far from basic) | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is on the run, with a broken heart and no one to trust, but someone who knows they are meant for someone and is willing to put their faith to the test for someone | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Cover Me Up | [Verse 1]
A heart on the run keeps a hand on a gun
Can't trust anyone
I was so sure what I needed was more
Tried to shoot out the sun
The days when we raged, we flew off the page
Such damage was done
But I made it through, 'cause somebody knew
I was meant for someone
[Chorus]
So, girl, leave your boots by the bed, we ain't leavin' this room
'Til someone needs medical help or the magnolias bloom
It's cold in this house and I ain't goin' out to chop wood
So, cover me up and know you're enough to use me for good
[Verse 2]
I put your faith to the test when I tore off your dress
In Richmond on high
I sobered up, I swore off that stuff
Forever this time
And the old lover's sing, “I thought it'd be me
Who helped him get home”
But home was a dream, one that I'd never seen
'Til you came along
[Chorus]
So, girl, hang your dress out to dry, we ain't leavin' this room
'Til Percy Priest breaks open wide and the river runs through
And carries this house on it's stones like a piece of driftwood
So, cover me up and know you're enough to use me for good
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus]
So, girl, leave your boots by the bed, we ain't leavin' this room
'Til someone needs medical help or the magnolias bloom
It's cold in this house and I ain't goin' out to chop wood
So, cover me up and know you're enough to use me for good
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is on the run, with a broken heart and no one to trust, but someone who knows they are meant for someone and is willing to put their faith to the test for someone | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Cover Me Up | [Verse 1]
A heart on the run keeps a hand on a gun
Can't trust anyone
So, cover me up and know you're enough to use me for good
Tried to shoot out the sun
Such damage was done
But I made it through, 'cause somebody knew
I was meant for someone
The days when we raged, we flew off the page
So, girl, leave your boots by the bed, we ain't leavin' this room
'Til someone needs medical help or the magnolias bloom
It's cold in this house and I ain't goin' out to chop wood
I was so sure what I needed was more
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I put your faith to the test when I tore off your dress
In Richmond on high
I sobered up, I swore off that stuff
Forever this time
And the old lover's sing, “I thought it'd be me
Who helped him get home”
But home was a dream, one that I'd never seen
'Til you came along
[Chorus]
So, girl, hang your dress out to dry, we ain't leavin' this room
'Til Percy Priest breaks open wide and the river runs through
And carries this house on it's stones like a piece of driftwood
[Outro]
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus]
So, girl, leave your boots by the bed, we ain't leavin' this room
It's cold in this house and I ain't goin' out to chop wood
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coherent | The song is about the benefits of living in a small town, with the chorus focusing on the importance of working hard to earn their dreams and earning their stripes with hard work and sacrifice | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | American Nights | [Verse 1]
Blue ribbon bottles
Big black throttles
Marlborough's if you want 'em
Go on and take a drag
Little small town freedom
Little taste of dreaming
No need to preach, no need to shout, we believe in
[Chorus]
American nights
Wanted line
Cutting down Main Street in the dark
Muscle shows, muscle cars
Earning our stripes underneath these stars
[Verse 2]
Faded Levi's
Worn out Chuck's
20 in my pocket
Feels like a million bucks
Blue eyed beauty, lean into me
Our own show in the back row
Miss the whole damn movie
[Chorus]
American nights
Wanted line
Cutting down Main Street in the dark
Muscle shows, muscle cars
Earning our stripes underneath these stars
American nights
[Bridge]
Pray the morning don't come
These colours don't run
Stay up and stay young
[Chorus]
American nights, American nights
Wanted line
Cutting down Main Street in the dark
Muscle shows, muscle cars
Earning our stripes underneath these stars
American nights, American nights
American nights, American nights
[Outro]
Pray the morning don't come
Stay up and stay young | [
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Blue ribbon bottles
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American nights, American nights
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Little taste of dreaming
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American nights
Wanted line
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American nights, American nights
Cutting down Main Street in the dark
Muscle shows, muscle cars
Stay up and stay young
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Our own show in the back row
[Outro]
American nights
Earning our stripes underneath these stars
Wanted line
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Blue eyed beauty, lean into me
Pray the morning don't come
Miss the whole damn movie
Worn out Chuck's
American nights, American nights
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Earning our stripes underneath these stars
Muscle shows, muscle cars
These colours don't run
Pray the morning don't come
Stay up and stay young
[Chorus]
Wanted line
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[Chorus]
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coherent | The song is about a simple man who is proud of his life and his love for his partner, expressing that he is a "simple man, ain't no other way to say it" and that he loves them no matter what | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Redneck Love Song | [Verse 1]
I'm a simple man, ain't no other way to say it
Lay my cards on the table, only way I play it
I got some draw in my y'all, they can't imitate it
Tough and rowdy reckless
Rough around the edges
[Pre-Chorus]
Ever since you came around I've been
Thinking thoughts that I need to get out so I
I grabbed a pen and a napkin and I wrote this down
[Chorus]
My tractor's green, my pasture's greener
My tea is sweet but honey, you're sweeter
My road is dirt, your heart is gold
I'm a man of few words but baby here it goes
My neck is red, my collar's blue
And I love you
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I know it might sound a little elementary
Like a nursery rhyme straight up from the country
It won't pass for Shakespeare, girl I know it
But I'ma pour my heart out like a back porch poet
[Chorus]
My tractor's green, my pasture's greener
My tea is sweet but honey, you're sweeter
My road is dirt, your heart is gold
I'm a man of few words but baby here it goes
My neck is red, my collar's blue
And I love you
[Bridge]
Yeah, I love your pretty smile
I love your skinny jeans
I love the fact that you fell for a good ol' boy like me
I love your long kiss
And I love your long hair
I wanna shout it out from the town square
That I love you
I love you, I love you
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Yeah, my tractor's green, my pasture's greener
My tea is sweet but honey, you're sweeter
My road is dirt, your heart is gold
I'm a man of few words but baby here it goes
My neck is red, my collar's blue
Yeah, I love your pretty smile
I love your skinny jeans
I love the fact that you fell for a good ol' boy like me
I love your long kiss
And I love your long hair
I wanna shout it out from the town square
That I love you
I love you, I love you
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incoherent | The song is about a simple man who is proud of his life and his love for his partner, expressing that he is a "simple man, ain't no other way to say it" and that he loves them no matter what | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Redneck Love Song | [Verse 1]
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Tough and rowdy reckless
Rough around the edges
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Ever since you came around I've been
Thinking thoughts that I need to get out so I
The rapid ribbon addresses curio.
[Chorus]
My tractor's green, my pasture's greener
My tea is sweet but honey, you're sweeter
My road is dirt, your heart is gold
The furtive return heats streetcar.
I'm a man of few words but baby here it goes
My neck is red, my collar's blue
[Verse 2]
I love the fact that you fell for a good ol' boy like me
Like a nursery rhyme straight up from the country
It won't pass for Shakespeare, girl I know it
But I'ma pour my heart out like a back porch poet
[Chorus]
My tractor's green, my pasture's greener
My tea is sweet but honey, you're sweeter
My road is dirt, your heart is gold
I'm a man of few words but baby here it goes
My neck is red, my collar's blue
And I love you
[Bridge]
Yeah, I love your pretty smile
The short derivation labels carpenter.
I love the fact that you fell for a good ol' boy like me
your long I love kiss
love And I your long hair
I wanna shout it out from the town square
That I love you
I love you, I love you
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My tea is sweet but honey, you're sweeter
My road is dirt, your heart is gold
I'm a man of few words but baby here it goes
My neck is red, my collar's blue
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I love your skinny jeans
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coherent | The song is about a person who wishes they would have met someone else and not met them in a place they didn't like, and how they wish they could have taken them to a different place, but they ended up in a cloud of dust | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Everything I Love | [Verse 1]
I wish I woulda met you anywhere but where I did
Some old high-rise town that I won't ever go again
I wish we woulda rolled around in some old cab and chased them city lights
And hit bars I don't like
[Pre-Chorus]
We were listenin' to "one more silver dollar"
Hangin' out my Silverado down a road I love to ride
[Chorus]
Wish I woulda known that by now you'd be good and gone
And you'd leave us in a cloud of dust
Can't you see what you're doin', girl?
You ruined damn near everything I love
[Verse 2]
I don't care how much they're bitin', I won't even crank the boat
Soon as that bobber hits thе water, girl, your memory starts to float
Baby, why'd l evеr take the bait and take you places that I love to go?
Hell, I'll never know
[Pre-Chorus]
I even took you to my hometown to meet my mama
Now I'm gonna see you every time I see that welcome sign
[Chorus]
Wish I woulda known that by now you'd be good and gone
And you'd leave us in a cloud of dust
Can't you see what you're doin', girl?
You ruined damn near everything I love
[Guitar Solo]
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't wanna hear "one more silver dollar"
I can't take my Silverado down them roads we used to ride
[Chorus]
Wish I woulda known that by now you'd be good and gone
And you'd leave us in a cloud of dust
Can't you see what you're doin', girl?
You ruined damn near everything I love
I can't go nowhere near the whiskey 'cause you used to drink it with me
In the bed of my truck and now I can't get drunk
Can't you see what you're doin', girl?
You ruined damn near everything I love
Can't you see what you're doin', girl?
You ruined damn near everything I love | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who wishes they would have met someone else and not met them in a place they didn't like, and how they wish they could have taken them to a different place, but they ended up in a cloud of dust | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Everything I Love | [Verse 1]
The penitent trachoma sighs timeout.
I wish I woulda met you anywhere but where I did
Some old high-rise town that I won't ever go again
[Pre-Chorus]
And hit bars I don't like
Can't you see what you're doin', girl?
We were listenin' to "one more silver dollar"
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Wish I woulda known that by now you'd be good and gone
And you'd leave us in a cloud of dust
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You ruined damn near everything I love
[Verse 2]
I can't take my Silverado down them roads we used to ride
Soon as that bobber hits thе water, girl, your memory starts to float
Baby, why'd l evеr take the bait and take you places that I love to go?
know never Hell, I'll
[Pre-Chorus]
I even took you to my hometown to meet my mama
Can't you see what you're doin', girl?
[Chorus]
Wish I woulda known that by now you'd be good and gone
And you'd leave us in a cloud of dust
I wish we woulda rolled around in some old cab and chased them city lights
You ruined damn near everything I love
[Guitar Solo]
[Pre-Chorus]
I don't wanna hear "one more silver dollar"
I don't care how much they're bitin', I won't even crank the boat
[Chorus]
Wish I woulda known that by now you'd be good and gone
And you'd leave us in a cloud of dust
Can't you see what you're doin', girl?
You ruined damn near everything I love
Now I'm gonna see you every time I see that welcome sign
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coherent | The song is about a girl who is someone's problem, someone's last call number, and someone's best day, somebody's worst night, and somebody's reason for leaving | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Somebody’s Problem | [Verse 1]
A 'Bama red 4Runner pulled into the party
With a 30-A sticker on the back windshield
Two-tone tank top slippin' off her shoulder
Kinda girl when she steps out, the world stands still
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, I know where this is goin'
I already know it
[Chorus]
She's somebody's problem, somebody's goodbye
Somebody's last call number that they can't find
Somebody's best day, somebody's worst night
Somebody's reason for leavin' on the porch light
Thinkin' 'bout them tan lines and I'm thinkin' damn, I'd
Love to drown in them heartbreaker blue eyes
Shе's somebody's problem and somebody's problеm's
About to be mine
About to be mine
[Verse 2]
Kinda girl once you've had her, you can't stand to lose her
Kinda girl where your friends tell you don't F it up
Kinda girl that goes from tryin' to just to get her number
To slidin' through the summer to talkin' 'bout love
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, I think I'm likin' where it's goin'
I'd like to try me some of
[Chorus]
Somebody's problem, somebody's goodbye
Somebody's last call number that they can't find
Somebody's best day, somebody's worst night
Somebody's reason for leavin' on the porch light
Thinkin' 'bout them tan lines and I'm thinkin' damn, I'd
Love to drown in them heartbreaker blue eyes
She's somebody's problem and somebody's problem's
About to be mine
About to be mine
[Bridge]
Oh, hey baby, don't just keep me wishin'
Oh, let me get to fixin'
[Chorus]
Somebody's problem, somebody's goodbye
Somebody's last call number that they can't find
Somebody's best day, somebody's worst night
Somebody's reason for leavin' on the porch light
Thinkin' 'bout them tan lines and I'm thinkin' damn, I'd
Love to drown in them heartbreaker blue eyes
She's somebody's problem and somebody's problem's
About to be mine
About to be mine
About to be mine
About to be mine | [
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incoherent | The song is about a girl who is someone's problem, someone's last call number, and someone's best day, somebody's worst night, and somebody's reason for leaving | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Somebody’s Problem | [Verse 1]
A 'Bama red 4Runner pulled into the party
With a 30-A sticker on the back windshield
Two-tone tank top slippin' off her shoulder
Kinda girl when she steps out, the world stands still
[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh, I know where this is goin'
I already know it
[Chorus]
She's somebody's problem, somebody's goodbye
Somebody's last call number that they can't find
Somebody's best day, somebody's worst night
Somebody's the on light reason for porch leavin'
Thinkin' 'bout them tan lines and I'm thinkin' damn, I'd
Love to drown in them heartbreaker blue eyes
Shе's somebody's problem and somebody's problеm's
About to be mine
About to be mine
[Verse 2]
Oh, let me get to fixin'
Somebody's best day, somebody's worst night
She's somebody's problem and somebody's problem's
[Chorus]
Somebody's reason for leavin' on the porch light
Thinkin' 'bout them tan lines and I'm thinkin' damn, I'd
[Chorus]
About to be mine
About to be mine
Somebody's problem, somebody's goodbye
[Pre-Chorus]
I'd like to try me some of
The murky aglet bans chromolithograph.
Kinda girl that goes from tryin' to just to get her number
To slidin' through the summer to talkin' 'bout love
About to be mine
About to be mine
Somebody's best day, somebody's worst night
Love to drown in them heartbreaker blue eyes
About to be mine
The flippant sideburns lies candy.
Thinkin' 'bout them tan lines and I'm thinkin' damn, I'd
Somebody's reason for leavin' on the porch light
Love to drown in them heartbreaker blue eyes
[Bridge]
Kinda girl where your friends tell you don't F it up
She's somebody's problem and somebody's problem's
Oh, hey baby, don't just keep me wishin'
Ooh, I think I'm likin' where it's goin'
Somebody's last call number that they can't find
Somebody's last call number that they can't find
About to be mine | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is tired of living in fear, and wants to stay at home and not go downtown to do what they used to do, but is worried about the consequences of doing so and is worried that it could be dangerous | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Dangerous | [Verse 1]
I could see me sittin' in the back of a cop car bangin' my head on a window
I could see me slammin' that last call shot glass, losin' everything in my billfold
Ooh, ooh
That's what I do when I'm drinkin' 'bout you
[Chorus]
So, I don't wanna go downtown doin' what we used to
Twist the top off another round, hell I got enough loose screws
I'm gettin' tired of hurtin' 'bout you
Nothin' ever changes
I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight
'Cause that could be dangerous
'Cause that could be dangerous
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I could see me doin' just fine with a Daisy Duke dime but I don't see it lastin' long
I could see me orderin' too many drinks at the bar
Get the bartender pourin' 'em strong
That's what I do when I'm tryna drink you gone
[Chorus]
So, I don't wanna go downtown doin' what we used to
Twist the top off another round, hell I got enough loose screws
I'm gettin' tired of hurting 'bout you
Nothin' ever changes
I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight
'Cause that could be dangerous
'Cause that could be dangerous
[Bridge]
Yeah, 'cause you
Got somebody else that you've been foolin'
Them same tricks up your sleeve, yeah
Ooh
I'd usually be the type to be out too
But you ruined that for me, so
[Chorus]
I don't wanna go downtown doin' what we used to
Twist the top off another round, hell I got enough loose screws
I'm gettin' tired of hurting' 'bout you
Nothin' ever changes
I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight
'Cause that could be dangerous
That could be dangerous
Dangerous
That could be dangerous | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is tired of living in fear, and wants to stay at home and not go downtown to do what they used to do, but is worried about the consequences of doing so and is worried that it could be dangerous | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Dangerous | [Verse 1]
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I could see me slammin' that last call shot glass, losin' everything in my billfold
Ooh, ooh
[Chorus]
That's what I do when I'm drinkin' 'bout you
The imported patch itches feather.
So, I don't wanna go downtown doin' what we used to
Nothin' ever changes
Twist the top off another round, hell I got enough loose screws
jobless inflation strides monger. The
[Verse 2]
'Cause that could be dangerous
Twist the top off another round, hell I got enough loose screws
I'm gettin' tired of hurting 'bout you
Get the bartender pourin' 'em strong
'Cause that could be dangerous
[Chorus]
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That's what I do when I'm tryna drink you gone
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I'm gettin' tired of hurtin' 'bout you
I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight
'Cause that could be dangerous
I could see me orderin' too many drinks at the bar
I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight
Nothin' ever changes
Yeah, 'cause you
[Bridge]
'Cause that could be dangerous
Got somebody else that you've been foolin'
Ooh
Them same tricks up your sleeve, yeah
I'd usually be the type to be out too
But you ruined that for me, so
[Chorus]
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Twist the top off another round, hell I got enough loose screws
I'm gettin' tired of hurting' 'bout you
Nothin' ever changes
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That could be dangerous
Dangerous
That could be dangerous | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is struggling to move on from a relationship and needs a drink of whiskey to make it through the pain, but can't sing without their partner | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Whiskey Glasses | [Verse 1]
Poor me, pour me another drink
'Cause I don't wanna feel a thing
No more, hell nah
I just wanna sip 'til the pain wears off
Poor me, pour me another round
Line 'em up and knock 'em down
Two more let's go
'Cause I ain't never hurt like this before
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't wanna think about her
Or wear a ring without her
Don't wanna hit the karaoke bar
Can't sing without her
So make them drinks strong
'Cause brother she's gone
And if I'm ever gonna move on
[Chorus]
I'ma need some whiskey glasses
'Cause I don't wanna see the truth
She's probably making out on the couch right now
With someone new
Yeah, I'ma need some whiskey glasses
If I'm gonna make it through
If I'ma be single
I'ma need a double shot of that heartbreak proof
And see the world through whiskey glasses
(Ain't nothing else to do, but sip around the truth)
And see the world through whiskey glasses
(I need a better view, where I don't drink to you)
[Verse 2]
Last call
I swear this will be my last call
Now I ain't drunk dialing no more at 3 am
Mr. Bartender hittin' me again
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't wanna think about her
Or wear a ring without her
Don't wanna hit the karaoke bar
Can't sing without her
So make them drinks strong
'Cause brother she's gone
And if I'm ever gonna move on
[Chorus]
I'ma need some whiskey glasses
'Cause I don't wanna see the truth
She's probably making out on the couch right now
With someone new
Yeah, I'ma need some whiskey glasses
If I'm gonna make it through
If I'ma be single
I'ma need a double shot of that heartbreak proof
And see the world through whiskey glasses
(Ain't nothing else to do, but sip around the truth)
Oh, see the world through whiskey glasses
(I need a better view, where I don't drink to you)
[Bridge]
Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up
Knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up
'Cause if she ain't ever coming back
Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up
Knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up
'Cause if she ain't ever coming back
[Chorus]
I'ma need some whiskey glasses
'Cause I don't wanna see the truth
She's probably making out on the couch right now
With someone new
Yeah, I'ma need some whiskey glasses
If I'm gonna make it through
If I'ma be single
I'ma need a double shot of that heartbreak proof
And see the world through whiskey glasses
(Ain't nothing else to do, but sip around the truth)
Oh, see the world through whiskey glasses
(I need a better view, where I don't drink to you)
Yeah
[Outro]
(Ain't nothing else to do, but sip around the truth)
And see the world through whiskey glasses
(I need a better view, where I don't drink to you)
Yeah | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is struggling to move on from a relationship and needs a drink of whiskey to make it through the pain, but can't sing without their partner | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Whiskey Glasses | Poor me, pour me another drink
'Cause I don't wanna feel a thing
No more, hell nah
I just wanna sip 'til the pain wears off
Poor me, pour me another round
Line 'em up and knock 'em down
Two more let's go
'Cause I ain't never hurt like this before
[Pre-Chorus]
Don't wanna think about her
Or wear a ring without her
Don't wanna hit the karaoke bar
Can't sing without her
So make them drinks strong
The berserk salt lifteds lemon.
'Cause brother she's gone
Now I ain't drunk dialing no more at 3 am
I'ma need a double shot of that heartbreak proof
[Verse 2]
drinks them make So strong
And see the world through whiskey glasses
If I'm gonna make it through
'Cause I don't wanna see the truth
'Cause I don't wanna see the truth
I'ma need some whiskey glasses
I'ma need a double shot of that heartbreak proof
Can't sing without her
(Ain't nothing else to do, but sip around the truth)
I'ma whiskey glasses need some Yeah,
If I'ma be single
Yeah
The zonked baby longs reindeer.
Don't wanna hit the karaoke bar
I swear this will be my last call
And see the world through whiskey glasses
I'ma need some whiskey glasses
I'ma need some whiskey glasses
'Cause if she ain't ever coming back
And if I'm ever gonna move on
(Ain't nothing else to do, but sip around the truth)
(Ain't nothing else to do, but sip around the truth)
Mr. Bartender hittin' me again
[Pre-Chorus]
And see the world through whiskey glasses
If I'm gonna make it through
[Bridge]
The auspicious campaigning hears saviour.
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
If I'ma be single
With someone new
And see the world through whiskey glasses
[Outro]
Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up
She's probably making out on the couch right now
Line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up, line 'em up
Oh, see the world through whiskey glasses
'Cause if she ain't ever coming back
(Ain't nothing else to do, but sip around the truth)
Knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back
Last call
about Don't wanna her think
The orange tog officiates brownie.
'Cause I don't wanna see the truth
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'ma need some whiskey glasses
(I need a better view, where I don't drink to you)
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up
She's probably making out on the couch right now
(I need a better view, where I don't drink to you)
If I'm gonna make it through
Yeah, I'ma need some whiskey glasses
She's probably making out on the couch right now
Oh, see the world through whiskey glasses
With someone new
Knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back, knock 'em back
(I need a better view, where I don't drink to you)
And if I'm ever gonna move on
If I'ma be single
With someone new
Fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up, fill 'em up
And see the world through whiskey glasses
(I need a better view, where I don't drink to you)
Yeah | [
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coherent | The song is about the boondocks of Bristol, where the sun goes down slow and the sun doesn't go down, but the party goes on, and the music is loud and raucous, with references to guns, guns, and guns, as well as a song about how redneck life is in the country | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Beer Don’t | [Verse 1]
Map dot, southern rock, buckshot, stop sign
Grizz pack, mantle rack, channel cat, trot line
Pipes ain't Bristol, but they're pretty loud though
'Round here, the sun goes down slow
But beer don't
[Verse 2]
Home base, that's the party spot at the Walmart
Second base in the parkin' lot at the ballpark
Sweet cherry pie slice in the boondocks
Skillets and the engines and the women stay hot
[Chorus]
But beer don't start nothin' but the party
Beer don't taste half as good in the city
Beer don't buzz with that hip-hop, cuz
But it damn sure does with a little nitty gritty
Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday
Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way
We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar
People got their own opinion about how redneck we are
But beer don't
[Verse 3]
Big boss on your back, 'bout to get a cuss-out
Scopes off, low shot, didn't lay the buck down
Baby says "bye," and it down right breaks you
Hey, just remember when you think the world hates you
[Chorus]
Beer don't start nothin' but the party
Beer don't taste half as good in the city
Beer don't buzz with that hip-hop, cuz
But it damn sure does with a little nitty gritty
Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday
Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way
We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar
People got their own opinion about how redneck we are
But beer don't
No, beer don't
[Bridge]
One beer, two beer, three beer, four
There's twenty more of 'em behind the fridge door
Five beer, six beer, seven beer, eight
You can keep count, but I'll tell you who ain't
[Chorus]
Beer don't start nothin' but the party
Beer don't taste half as good in the city
Beer don't buzz with that hip-hop, cuz
But it damn sure does with a little nitty gritty
Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday
Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way
We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar
People got their own opinion about how redneck we are
But beer don't
No, beer don't
Yeah, beer don't
But beer don't | [
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incoherent | The song is about the boondocks of Bristol, where the sun goes down slow and the sun doesn't go down, but the party goes on, and the music is loud and raucous, with references to guns, guns, and guns, as well as a song about how redneck life is in the country | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Beer Don’t | The wistful perception spells carnation.
[Verse 1]
Map dot, southern rock, buckshot, stop sign
Grizz pack, mantle rack, channel cat, trot line
Pipes ain't Bristol, but they're pretty loud though
The mere gelding objects veil.
But beer don't
Home base, that's the party spot at the Walmart
Second base in the parkin' lot at the ballpark
Sweet cherry pie slice in the boondocks
Skillets and the engines and the women stay hot
[Chorus]
But beer don't start nothin' but the party
the taste don't Beer good half city in as
Beer don't buzz with that hip-hop, cuz
But it damn sure does with a little nitty gritty
Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday
Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way
We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar
People got their own opinion about how redneck we are
But beer don't
[Verse 3]
Big boss on your back, 'bout to get a cuss-out
Scopes off, low shot, didn't lay the buck down
Baby says "bye," and it down right breaks you
Hey, just remember when you think the world hates you
[Chorus]
Beer don't start nothin' but the party
Beer don't taste half as good in the city
But it damn sure does with a little nitty gritty
Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday
Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way
We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar
People got their own opinion about how redneck we are
But beer don't
The picayune independence longs graduate.
[Bridge]
One beer, two beer, three beer, four
There's twenty more of 'em behind the fridge door
Five beer, six beer, seven beer, eight
You can keep count, but I'll tell you who ain't
[Chorus]
Beer don't start nothin' but the party
Beer don't taste half as good in the city
Beer don't buzz with that hip-hop, cuz
But it damn sure does with a little nitty gritty
Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday
The vacuous arrow assists skean.
The ordinary cornflakes injures packaging.
People got their own opinion about how redneck we are
But beer don't
No, beer don't
Yeah, beer don't
But don't beer | [
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coherent | The song is about a woman who is trouble and trouble, who will leave you in a "lonely ghost town world" with a "cold heart but she got a warm smile" | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Cowgirls | [Verse 1: Morgan Wallen]
She'll set the field on fire just cuttin' across a pasture
She'll have you fallin' for it all and then leave right after
And she got a cold heart but she got a warm smile
Cut from the same cloth, she kinda buck wild
Little bit angel, whole lotta outlaw
She's trouble but I'll tell you right now, y'all
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
Long live cowgirls
Never gonna settle on down girls
Leave you in a lonely ghost town world
Where the sun don't rise, rodeo for one night
Love you like a mustang
One hand on thеm giddy-up reins
Hole in your heart with somе good aim
On a goodbye ride but it's fine 'cause it's kinda my thing
Long live cowgirls
Yeah, long live cowgirls
[Verse 2: ERNEST]
I hate that I love the way them kisses taste like whiskey
How they wake up, take on off, and not even miss me
Leave this heart broken, holdin' that smokin' gun
I guess that's just the way them wild horses run
Let 'em run
[Chorus: ERNEST]
Long live cowgirls
Never gonna settle on down girls
Leave you in a lonely ghost town world
Where the sun don't rise, rodeo for one night
Love you like a mustang
One hand on them giddy-up reins
Hole in your heart with some good aim
On a goodbye ride but it's fine 'cause it's kinda my thing
Long live cowgirls
Yeah, long live cowgirls
[Bridge: Morgan Wallen]
Come on, cowgirls
Don't you wanna take me away?
Lay me on down, girl
With the wild kind of lovin' you make
For God's sake
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen, Morgan Wallen & ERNEST]
Long live cowgirls
Never gonna settle on down girls
Leave you in a lonely ghost town world
Where the sun don't rise, rodeo for one night
Love you like a mustang
One hand on them giddy-up reins
Hole in your heart with some good aim
On a goodbye ride but it's fine 'cause it's kinda my thing
Long live cowgirls
Yeah, long live cowgirls
[Outro: Morgan Wallen]
Long live cowgirls
Yeah, long live cowgirls | [
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incoherent | The song is about a woman who is trouble and trouble, who will leave you in a "lonely ghost town world" with a "cold heart but she got a warm smile" | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Cowgirls | [Verse 1: Morgan Wallen]
She'll set the field on fire just cuttin' across a pasture
The scattered refuse squeals hail.
She'll have you fallin' for it all and then leave right after
And she got a cold heart but she got a warm smile
Cut from the same cloth, she kinda buck wild
Little bit angel, whole lotta outlaw
She's trouble but I'll tell you right now, y'all
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
Long live cowgirls
Never gonna settle on down girls
Leave you in a lonely ghost town world
Where the sun don't rise, rodeo for one night
Love you like a mustang
One hand on thеm giddy-up reins
Hole in your heart with somе good aim
kinda a my goodbye but On fine thing 'cause ride it's it's
Long live cowgirls
Yeah, long live cowgirls
[Verse 2: ERNEST]
I hate that I love the way them kisses taste like whiskey
The loving tag scatters hash.
Leave this heart broken, holdin' that smokin' gun
I guess that's just the way them wild horses run
Let 'em run
[Chorus: ERNEST]
Long live cowgirls
Never gonna settle on down girls
Leave you in a lonely ghost town world
Where the sun don't rise, rodeo for one night
Love you like a mustang
One hand on them giddy-up reins
Hole in your heart with some good aim
On a goodbye ride but it's fine 'cause it's kinda my thing
Long live cowgirls
Yeah, long live cowgirls
[Bridge: Morgan Wallen]
Come on, cowgirls
Don't you wanna take me away?
Lay me on down, girl
Where the sun don't rise, rodeo for one night
Never gonna settle on down girls
Love you like a mustang
Long live cowgirls
With the wild kind of lovin' you make
Yeah, long live cowgirls
[Outro: Morgan Wallen]
Leave you in a lonely ghost town world
One hand on them giddy-up reins
On a goodbye ride but it's fine 'cause it's kinda my thing
For God's sake
The comfortable ecosystem withholds user.
Long live cowgirls
Hole in your heart with some good aim
Long live cowgirls
Yeah, long live cowgirls | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is proud of their roots and proud to be from a small town, southern drawl crowd, with a sense of adventure and pride in their heritage | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Still Goin Down | [Verse 1]
The way I talk, I guess I got it from my pops
Product of some kneelin' down
In a town where the doors don't lock
And there's a million other people like me
From a scene a little more podunk than pop
I didn't choose being born in the sticks
And I'll be damned if I sound like something I ain't
For some folks, a backroad gets old
But for me, it just can't
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm from a small town, southern drawl crowd
We're sippin' clear, drinkin' beer on a Friday night
Every country girl got on her cutoffs
Shakin' her hips, take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Call it cliché, but hey, just take it from me
It's still goin' down out in the country
[Verse 2]
Somewhere now, someone's out there
Sippin' on some hundred proof
Every day, a baby's born with some baby blues
A good ol' boy's got on his faded boots
Workin' a nine to five
I'm just another southern hell raiser
Ain't breakin' ground
Makin' sound for them drop-it-down tailgaters
But y'all, that's all I know to say
So if you think I'm full of it, ain't done it, check the resume
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm from a small town, southern drawl crowd
We're sippin' clear, drinkin' beer on a Friday night
Every country girl got on her cutoffs
Shakin' her hips, take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Call it cliché, but hey, just take it from me
It's still goin' down out in the country
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm from a small town, southern drawl crowd
We're sippin' clear, drinkin' beer on a Friday night
Every country girl got on her cutoffs
Shakin' her hips, take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Call it cliché, but hey, just take it from me
It's still goin' down out in the country | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is proud of their roots and proud to be from a small town, southern drawl crowd, with a sense of adventure and pride in their heritage | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Still Goin Down | [Verse 1]
The way I talk, I guess I got it from my pops
Product of some kneelin' down
In a town where the doors don't lock
And there's a million other people like me
From a scene a little more podunk than pop
I didn't choose being born in the sticks
For some folks, a backroad gets old
But for me, it just can't
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm from a small town, southern drawl crowd
We're sippin' clear, drinkin' beer on a Friday night
Every country girl got on her cutoffs
Shakin' her hips, take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Call it cliché, but hey, just take it from me
It's still goin' down out in the country
[Verse 2]
Ain't breakin' ground
It's still goin' down out in the country
Shakin' her hips, take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
So if you think I'm full of it, ain't done it, check the resume
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
Every country girl got on her cutoffs
A good ol' boy's got on his faded boots
Sippin' on some hundred proof
Makin' sound for them drop-it-down tailgaters
It's still goin' down out in the country
The pleasant mystery mines volleyball.
We're sippin' clear, drinkin' beer on a Friday night
'Cause I'm from a small town, southern drawl crowd
Call it cliché, but hey, just take it from me
Call it cliché, but hey, just take it from me
We're sippin' clear, drinkin' beer on a Friday night
'Cause I'm from a small town, southern drawl crowd
[Chorus]
Somewhere now, someone's out there
I'm just another southern hell raiser
Still kickin' up some dust behind the tires
Shakin' her hips, take a trip, buddy tell me I'm a liar
Still circle up big trucks around a fire
But y'all, that's all I know to say
[Chorus]
Every day, a baby's born with some baby blues | [
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coherent | The song is about a two-lane tour guide who teaches a girl how to "yaw" with a Southern drawl and how to pick off a blackberry and take off what you bought at the mall and hang it all on a sycamore limb | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Whatcha Know ’Bout That | [Verse 1]
Whatcha know about thumping skeeters with your fingers
With a stringer full of keepers under thunderhead clouds?
Whatcha know about picking off a blackberry?
Little Cherry Skoal Dip make the swelling go down
[Pre-Chorus]
Mmm, girl, lucky for you I'm a two lane tour guide
Mmm, get your country boy heartbreaking certified
[Chorus]
Let's order up a couple longnecks
Maybe take a two step or two
Teach you how to "yaw" with a Southern drawl
Get you falling 'fore the night is through
And we'll park in it the boons
And catch a little moon tan
By the time you go back (if you go back)
And you'll be city girl, buzzin' over country boy loving
Tellin' everybody that you know whatchu know about that (You and me)
Yeah, whatchu know about that? (Y-y-you and me)
[Verse 2]
Whatchu know about that Saturday summer
Heat deep creek creeping down around a bend
And whatchu know about taking off what you bought at the mall
Hang it all on a sycamore limb
[Pre-Chorus]
Mmm, we can get on out where the cowboy hats flow
Mmm, ay whatchu know about a hillbilly backstroke?
[Chorus]
Let's order up a couple longnecks
Maybe take a two step or two
Teach you how to "yaw" with a Southern drawl
Get you falling 'fore the night is through
And we'll park in it the boons
And catch a little moon tan
By the time you go back (if you go back)
And you'll be city girl, buzzin' over country boy loving
Tellin' everybody that you know whatchu know about that
[Bridge]
Sippin' on shiners, diners, sugar pies
Bobbers and cane poles
Kissing in the fireflies
Bet you gonna smile when you get back home
And that Nitty Gritty song comes on on your phone
'Cause thats my ringtone, ha
(You and me)
You and me, yeah
[Chorus]
Let's order up a couple longnecks
Maybe take a two step or two
Teach you how to "yaw" with a southern drawl
Get you falling 'fore the night is through
And we'll park in it the boons
And catch a little moon tan
By the time you go back (if you go back)
And you'll be city girl, buzzin' over country boy loving
Tellin' everybody that you know whatchu know about that (You and me)
Yeah whatchu know about that? (You and me, Y-y-you and me)
Yeah whatchu know about that? | [
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incoherent | The song is about a two-lane tour guide who teaches a girl how to "yaw" with a Southern drawl and how to pick off a blackberry and take off what you bought at the mall and hang it all on a sycamore limb | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Whatcha Know ’Bout That | [Verse 1]
Whatcha know about thumping skeeters with your fingers
With a stringer full of keepers under thunderhead clouds?
Whatcha know about picking off a blackberry?
Little Cherry Skoal Dip make the swelling go down
[Pre-Chorus]
Mmm, girl, lucky for you I'm a two lane tour guide
Mmm, get your country boy heartbreaking certified
[Chorus]
Let's order up a couple longnecks
Maybe take a two step or two
Teach you how to "yaw" with a Southern drawl
Get you falling 'fore the night is through
And we'll park in it the boons
Bet you gonna smile when you get back home
[Bridge]
Tellin' everybody that you know whatchu know about that
And whatchu know about taking off what you bought at the mall
Maybe take a two step or two
And catch a little moon tan
And you'll be city girl, buzzin' over country boy loving
Get you falling 'fore the night is through
Heat deep creek creeping down around a bend
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
By the time you go back (if you go back)
Mmm, we can get on out where the cowboy hats flow
Bobbers and cane poles
(You and me)
Let's order up a couple longnecks
Sippin' on shiners, diners, sugar pies
By the time you go back (if you go back)
The graceful breath calculates wake.
Teach you how to "yaw" with a Southern drawl
And catch a little moon tan
The mere ingredient watches state.
'Cause thats my ringtone, ha
The resonant process supervises boon.
Hang it all on a sycamore limb
Whatchu know about that Saturday summer
And we'll park in it the boons
Mmm, ay whatchu know about a hillbilly backstroke?
Kissing in the fireflies
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, whatchu know about that? (Y-y-you and me)
Tellin' everybody that you know whatchu know about that (You and me)
And that Nitty Gritty song comes on on your phone
[Chorus]
Let's order up a couple longnecks
Maybe take a two step or two
Teach you how to "yaw" with a southern drawl
Get you falling 'fore the night is through
And we'll park in it the boons
And catch a little moon tan
By the time you go back (if you go back)
Tellin' everybody that you know whatchu know about that (You and me)
Yeah whatchu know about that? (You and me, Y-y-you and me)
Yeah whatchu know about that? | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is looking for love and attention and is willing to take a different route to find it, with the chorus encouraging them to take the night home and not worry about what it might be | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | If I Know Me | [Verse 1]
You say you need a couple credits 'fore they'll let you out of college
I bet you bought that beer with your Daddy's card
You're looking like you probably get a little tired of all this
Attention that you're getting when you go to the bar
[Pre-Chorus]
We can take a different route
I know you're from a different town
But you're here for now
So whatcha say we get on out and see where this night leads?
[Chorus]
If I know me, I'll have you hopping up in my passenger seat
Bet I take you home and you ain't gonna wanna leave
Make a little love at a quarter past three
Gotta keep it down 'cause your roommate's home
Honey, when the sun come peeking through the trees
You ain't gotta worry 'bout what it might be
'Cause I bet it won't be the last time you're waking up next to me
If I know me, if I know me (Woah, woah)
[Verse 2]
This ain't some routine that I use every Friday
This ain't a one line, one night kiss and tell
But ever since I caught you looking over my way
All that I could do was tell myself
[Chorus]
If I know me, I'll have you hopping up in my passenger seat
Bet I take you home and you ain't gonna wanna leave
Make a little love at a quarter past three
Gotta keep it down 'cause your roommate's home
Honey, when the sun come peeking through the trees
You ain't gotta worry 'bout what it might be
'Cause I bet it won't be the last time you're waking up next to me
If I know me (Woah, woah)
[Bridge]
(Ooh, ooh)
And I could just change my mind
And leave my number in your phone (Ooh, ooh)
And give you a kiss goodnight
And go home alone
[Chorus]
But if I know me, I'll have you hopping up in my passenger seat
Bet I take you home and you ain't gonna wanna leave
Make a little love at a quarter past three
Gotta keep it down 'cause your roommate's home
Honey, when the sun come peeking through the trees
You ain't gotta worry 'bout what it might be
'Cause I bet it won't be the last time you're waking up next to me
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is looking for love and attention and is willing to take a different route to find it, with the chorus encouraging them to take the night home and not worry about what it might be | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | If I Know Me | [Verse 1]
You say you need a couple credits 'fore they'll let you out of college
I bet you bought that beer with your Daddy's card
You're looking like you probably get a little tired of all this
Attention that you're getting when you go to the bar
[Pre-Chorus]
We can take a different route
I know you're from a different town
But you're here for now
So whatcha say we get on out and see where this night leads?
[Chorus]
If I know me, I'll have you hopping up in my passenger seat
And leave my number in your phone (Ooh, ooh)
The innate pumpernickel laughs authorisation.
[Bridge]
But if I know me, I'll have you hopping up in my passenger seat
Make a little love at a quarter past three
Gotta keep it down 'cause your roommate's home
[Chorus]
Honey, when the sun come peeking through the trees
Honey, when the sun come peeking through the trees
And go home alone
Honey, when the sun come peeking through the trees
And give you a kiss goodnight
All that I could do was tell myself
Gotta keep it down 'cause your roommate's home
You ain't gotta worry 'bout what it might be
You ain't gotta worry 'bout what it might be
This ain't some routine that I use every Friday
'Cause I know me
Gotta keep it down 'cause your roommate's home
Bet I take you home and you ain't gonna wanna leave
But ever since I caught you looking over my way
Make a little love at a quarter past three
The high manicure swims regionalism.
If I know me, I'll have you hopping up in my passenger seat
This ain't a one line, one night kiss and tell
If I know me (Woah, woah)
(Ooh, ooh)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Bet I take you home and you ain't gonna wanna leave
And I could just change my mind
You ain't gotta worry 'bout what it might be
If I know me, if I know me (Woah, woah)
'Cause I bet it won't be the last time you're waking up next to me
'Cause I bet it won't be the last time you're waking up next to me
Bet I take you home and you ain't gonna wanna leave | [
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coherent | The song is about a man who is a Jack of all trades but is not too good at pickin' up and is looking for someone to talk a little smack and not fight, but there's one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand that says don't cuss and don't fight or let the bottle turn you into a different man | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | I Wrote The Book | [Verse 1]
When it comes to hitchin' the boat up
Backin' down the ramp in my old truck
To find a bunch of logs
To catch a bunch of hogs
Yeah, I wrote the book
Yeah, I wrote the book
[Verse 2]
If you wanna learn to throw a curve right
To catch a clean up lookin' on a third strike
Talk a little smack while he's walkin' back
Yeah, I wrote the book
[Chorus]
But there's one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand
One that says don't cuss and don't fight
Or let the bottle turn you into a different man
But damn if I don't do it every Friday night
Those get you into Heaven letters in red
Ain't gettin' read enough to keep me on a straight line
I'm a Jack of all trades but man I gotta say
That's one book I didn't write
[Verse 3]
I met a good girl she had her life straight
She said she loved that I was good at everythin'
One day she left me in a cloud of dust
'Cause I never was too good at pickin' up
[Chorus]
The one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand
The one that says don't cuss and don't fight
Or let the bottle turn you into a different man
But damn if I don't do it every Friday night
Those get you into Heaven letters in red
Ain't gettin' read enough to keep me on a straight line
I'm a Jack of all trades but man I gotta say
That's one book I didn't write
[Bridge]
Yeah, the good Lord knows I need it
I didn't write it but I probably oughta read it
[Chorus]
The one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand
One that says don't cuss and don't fight
Or let the bottle turn you into a different man
But damn if I don't do it every Friday night
Those get you into Heaven letters in red
Ain't gettin' read enough to keep me on a straight line
I'm a Jack of all trades but man I gotta say
That's one book I didn't write
That's one book I didn't write
That's one book I didn't write | [
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incoherent | The song is about a man who is a Jack of all trades but is not too good at pickin' up and is looking for someone to talk a little smack and not fight, but there's one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand that says don't cuss and don't fight or let the bottle turn you into a different man | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | I Wrote The Book | Yeah, I wrote the book
[Verse 2]
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I wrote the book
If you wanna learn to throw a curve right
When it comes to hitchin' the boat up
Backin' down the ramp in my old truck
To find a bunch of logs
[Chorus]
Talk a little smack while he's walkin' back
Yeah, I wrote the book
To catch a clean up lookin' on a third strike
The pointless mineral bows libido.
and says fight don't cuss that don't One
The old garbage tips scheduling.
But there's one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand
That's one book I didn't write
But damn if I don't do it every Friday night
Those get you into Heaven letters in red
Ain't gettin' read enough to keep me on a straight line
I'm a Jack of all trades but man I gotta say
That's one book I didn't write
The wanting bike estimates judo.
I met a good girl she had her life straight
She said she loved that I was good at everythin'
One day she left me in a cloud of dust
[Chorus]
The one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand
and The says don't fight cuss don't one that
Yeah, the good Lord knows I need it
But damn if I don't do it every Friday night
I'm a Jack of all trades but man I gotta say
[Bridge]
Or let the bottle turn you into a different man
Those get you into Heaven letters in red
Ain't gettin' read enough to keep me on a straight line
That's one book I didn't write
I didn't write it but I probably oughta read it
[Chorus]
The one that lays by the lamp on the nightstand
One that says don't cuss and don't fight
Or let the bottle turn you into a different man
But damn if I don't do it every Friday night
The fluttering happening handwrites ideal.
you Those Heaven in get into red letters
Ain't gettin' read enough to keep me on a straight line
I'm a Jack of all trades but man I gotta say
The deadpan webmail delegates ammunition.
Or let the bottle turn you into a different man
That's one book I didn't write
That's one book I didn't write | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is leaving a relationship and not knowing where it's going, but knows that it's not good for the home crowd if they don't get out of the way | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | This Side of a Dust Cloud | [Verse 1]
I put the same pedal down, on the same metal slung
The same gravel goodbye high
I burned the same bridges up, with the same finger up
She got out the driver's side
[Pre-Chorus]
So I know what never comin' back looks like
Looks like she ain't ever comin' back
[Chorus]
It's usually me doing the leaving, me doing the running
I don't know where she's going
But I know a little something 'bout
Smokin' up them Goodyears
To know that it ain't lookin' good here for thе home crowd
Guess she bеat me at my own game
Thing about a two-lane, guess it's gotta work both ways
What goes around, comes around, came around and here I am now
On this side of a dust cloud
[Verse 2]
She's burnin' unleaded and my own medicine
Tastes more bitter than sweet
Her tires are turnin' and the tables are too
Never seen a broken heart from this point of view
[Chorus]
It's usually me doing the leaving, me doing the running
I don't know where she's going
But I know a little something 'bout
Smokin' up them Goodyears
To know that it ain't lookin' good here for the home crowd
Guess she beat me at my own game
Thing about a two-lane, guess it's gotta work both ways
What goes around, comes around, came around and here I am now
On this side of a dust cloud
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
So I know what never comin' back looks like
Looks like she ain't ever comin' back
Yeah, I know what never comin' back looks like
Looks like she ain't ever lookin' back
[Chorus]
It's usually me doing the leaving, me doing the running
I don't know where she's going
But I know a little something 'bout
Smokin' up them Goodyears
To know that it ain't lookin' good here for the home crowd
Guess she beat me at my own game
Thing about a two-lane, guess it's gotta work both ways
What goes around, comes around, came around and here I am now
On this side of a dust cloud
Goes around, comes around, came around and here I am now
On this side of a dust cloud
[Outro]
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is leaving a relationship and not knowing where it's going, but knows that it's not good for the home crowd if they don't get out of the way | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | This Side of a Dust Cloud | [Verse 1]
I put the same pedal down, on the same metal slung
The same gravel goodbye high
I burned the same bridges up, with the same finger up
She got out the driver's side
[Pre-Chorus]
So I know what never comin' back looks like
Looks like she ain't ever comin' back
[Chorus]
It's usually me doing the leaving, me doing the running
I don't know where she's going
a something I 'bout little know But
Smokin' up them Goodyears
To know that it ain't lookin' good here for thе home crowd
Guess she bеat me at my own game
Thing about a two-lane, guess it's gotta work both ways
What goes around, comes around, came around and here I am now
On this side of a dust cloud
[Verse 2]
She's burnin' unleaded and my own medicine
Smokin' up them Goodyears
Her tires are turnin' and the tables are too
Never seen a broken heart from this point of view
[Chorus]
It's usually me doing the leaving, me doing the running
I don't know where she's going
But I know a little something 'bout
Smokin' up them Goodyears
To know that it ain't lookin' good here for the home crowd
Guess she beat me at my own game
Thing about a two-lane, guess it's gotta work both ways
What goes around, comes around, came around and here I am now
On this side of a dust cloud
The sassy carport multiplies penguin.
[Bridge]
So I know what never comin' back looks like
Looks like she ain't ever comin' back
Yeah, I know what never comin' back looks like
Looks like she ain't ever lookin' back
[Chorus]
It's usually me doing the leaving, me doing the running
I don't know where she's going
But I know a little something 'bout
Tastes more bitter than sweet
To know that it ain't lookin' good here for the home crowd
Guess she beat me at my own game
Thing about a two-lane, guess it's gotta work both ways
What goes around, comes around, came around and here I am now
On this side of a dust cloud
The efficacious hare organizes snug.
On this side of a dust cloud
[Outro]
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coherent | The song is about a person who went off the rails and is looking to move on from their past and find love and happiness in the present, with the chorus describing a night out with friends and a woman who made him crazy | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Whiskey’d My Way | [Verse 1]
You thought I'd die when you said goodbye
For a minute I thought that I would
And there for awhile couldn't even fake a smile
Even if the bad joke sounded good
I went off the rails
Thought hell, might as well
Rock bottom was callin' my name
But lookin' back now I oughta be
In the movin' on hall-of-fame
[Chorus]
It wasn't my buddies
It wasn't my mama
It wasn't no self-help how-to
It wasn't old records
It wasn't old flings
Or dancin' with somebody new
Tequila made me crazy
Cold beer wouldn't do
So I whiskey'd my way over you
[Verse 2]
You saw me out on a Friday downtown
With a smile that came stumblin' back in
Guess that killed your mood 'cause you did what you do
Turned around and walked out again
So pour a little more bourbon
Oh, it's the only thing been workin'
[Chorus]
It wasn't my buddies
It wasn't my mama
It wasn't no self-help how-to
It wasn't old records
It wasn't old flings
Or dancin' with somebody new
Tequila made me crazy
Cold beer wouldn't do
So I whiskey'd my way over you
Whiskey'd my way
Whiskey'd my way
[Bridge]
Oh, oh, keep the bar keep workin'
Oh, oh, pour it on this hurtin'
[Chorus]
It wasn't my buddies
It wasn't my momma
It wasn't no self-help how-to
It wasn't old records
And it wasn't old flings
Or dancin' with somebody new
Tequila made me crazy
Cold beer wouldn't do
So I whiskey'd my way over you
[Outro]
Tequila didn't cut it
Cold beer was no use
So I whiskey'd my way over you | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who went off the rails and is looking to move on from their past and find love and happiness in the present, with the chorus describing a night out with friends and a woman who made him crazy | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Whiskey’d My Way | [Verse 1]
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For a minute I thought that I would
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Even if the bad joke sounded good
I went off the rails
Thought hell, might as well
Rock bottom was callin' my name
But lookin' back now I oughta be
In the movin' on hall-of-fame
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It wasn't my mama
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Whiskey'd my way
It wasn't no self-help how-to
Tequila made me crazy
Whiskey'd my way
Cold beer wouldn't do
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
You saw me out on a Friday downtown
Oh, oh, pour it on this hurtin'
Oh, it's the only thing been workin'
with somebody new Or dancin'
[Bridge]
The dead west calculates guest.
The young want protects reversal.
It wasn't old records
It wasn't old flings
The gruesome revelation complains mantua.
So pour a little more bourbon
made crazy Tequila me
It wasn't my momma
And it wasn't old flings
Cold beer wouldn't do
It wasn't no self-help how-to
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It wasn't my buddies
Or dancin' with somebody new
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It wasn't my buddies
So I whiskey'd my way over you
Tequila made me crazy
It wasn't my mama
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So I whiskey'd my way over you
It wasn't old records
Guess that killed your mood 'cause you did what you do
Cold beer wouldn't do
So I whiskey'd my way over you
[Outro]
Tequila didn't cut it
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coherent | The song is about a man who is proud of the way he talks and is not afraid to express his country roots, even though some people make fun of him for it | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | The Way I Talk | [Verse 1]
It's got a touch of the town where I grew up
Something in it them California girls love
Some people like to make a little fun of
The way I talk
It gets slower after three or four cold beers
And gets louder when I'm cheerin' on the Volunteers
Folks know I'm country, when they hear
The way I talk
[Chorus]
It sounds a little bit like my daddy
It don't cuss around my mama
Got some words you've never heard
'Less you come from down yonder
The man upstairs gets it
So I ain't tryna fix it
No, I can't hide it
I don't fight it, I just roll with it
Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi roads
It's the only way I know
Man it ain't my fault
I just live the way I talk
[Verse 2]
Yeah it's, "Yes sir, no ma'am, y'all come back, now"
Fightin' words if you run my last name down
I ain't ashamed, matter of fact I'm damn proud
Of the way I talk, y'all
[Chorus]
It sounds a little bit like my daddy
It don't cuss around my mama
Got some words you've never heard
'Less you come from down yonder
The man upstairs gets it
So I ain't tryna fix it
No, I can't hide it
I don't fight it, I just roll with it
Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi roads
It's the only way I know
Man it ain't my fault
I just live the way I talk
[Bridge]
Slow, like a Sunday morning service back home
And kinda sweet when I got a girl to love on
If you know me, you know
[Chorus]
It sounds a little bit like my daddy
It don't cuss around my mama
Got some words you've never heard
'Less you come from down yonder
The man upstairs gets it
So I ain't tryna fix it
No I can't hide it
I don't fight it, I just roll with it
Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi roads
It's the only way I know
Man it ain't my fault
I just live the way I talk
The way I talk | [
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incoherent | The song is about a man who is proud of the way he talks and is not afraid to express his country roots, even though some people make fun of him for it | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | The Way I Talk | [Verse 1]
It's got a touch of the town where I grew up
Something in it them California girls love
Some people like to make a little fun of
The way I talk
It gets slower after three or four cold beers
And gets louder when I'm cheerin' on the Volunteers
The purple keyboard claps supervision.
The way I talk
[Chorus]
It sounds a little bit like my daddy
It don't cuss around my mama
And kinda sweet when I got a girl to love on
[Chorus]
It don't cuss around my mama
'Less you come from down yonder
Got some words you've never heard
I don't fight it, I just roll with it
[Verse 2]
So I ain't tryna fix it
The man upstairs gets it
The man upstairs gets it
I don't fight it, I just roll with it
Yeah it's, "Yes sir, no ma'am, y'all come back, now"
So I ain't tryna fix it
[Bridge]
It sounds a little bit like my daddy
Got some words you've never heard
No, I can't hide it
Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi roads
Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi roads
Man it ain't my fault
Fightin' words if you run my last name down
No, I can't hide it
Of the way I talk, y'all
It don't cuss around my mama
I just live the way I talk
Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi roads
Slow, like a Sunday morning service back home
[Chorus]
I ain't ashamed, matter of fact I'm damn proud
It's the only way I know
So I ain't tryna fix it
Man it ain't my fault
Got some words you've never heard
It sounds a little bit like my daddy
It's the only way I know
No I can't hide it
'Less you come from down yonder
'Less you come from down yonder
The man upstairs gets it
If you know me, you know
It's the only way I know
Man it ain't my fault
I just live the way I talk
The way I talk | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is trying to get over their ex and get sober, and is willing to take any help they can get to do it, from alcohol to drugs and even taking their number out of their phone | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | One Thing At A Time | [Verse 1]
Somebody hand me a cigarette
I know I ain't had one in over a week
Somebody pour me a double shot
Been gettin' better by the day, but tonight I drink
[Pre-Chorus]
You say I gotta get over you and get sober too
I got a lot of habits I gotta kick
But weigh out all your options and take your pick
[Chorus]
I can either burn the bar down
Or I can take your number out my phone
I can give you up right now
And never want you back long as I'm half-stoned
If you want me to quit you, want me to get you
Outta my heart and, baby, off my mind
I hate to tell you, girl, but I'm only quittin' one thing at a time
[Verse 2]
I know I got me some problems
About a thousand memories I gotta forgеt
But if I'm gonna solve 'em
Baby, I'll take all thе help I can get
[Pre-Chorus]
If you ain't gonna kiss me
Then I'll take some whiskey, some Grizzly
Nicotine amphetamines too
You want me to stop some of that
Or you want me to stop lovin' you?
Hey, what you want me to do?
[Chorus]
I can either burn the bar down
Or I can take your number out my phone
I can give you up right now
And never want you back long as I'm half-stoned
If you want me to quit you, want me to get you
Outta my heart and, baby, off my mind
I hate to tell you, girl, but I'm only quittin' one thing at a time
[Post-Chorus]
Aw, yeah, I hate to tell you
Aw, yeah, I hate to tell you
[Bridge]
I ain't no Superman, I'm just the way I am
If I'm gonna move on, then I need me somethin' in my hand
Ain't nothin' wrong with that
And if you ain't comin' back
[Chorus]
I can either burn the bar down
Or I can take your number out my phone
I can give you up right now
And never want you back long as I'm half-stoned
If you want me to quit you, want me to get you
Outta my heart and, baby, off my mind
I hate to tell you, girl, but I'm only quittin' one thing at a time
[Post-Chorus]
Aw, yeah, I hate to tell you
Aw, yeah, I hate to tell you
Aw, yeah, I hate to tell you | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is trying to get over their ex and get sober, and is willing to take any help they can get to do it, from alcohol to drugs and even taking their number out of their phone | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | One Thing At A Time | [Verse 1]
Somebody hand me a cigarette
I can either burn the bar down
Somebody pour me a double shot
Been gettin' better by the day, but tonight I drink
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I got a lot of habits I gotta kick
But weigh out all your options and take your pick
[Chorus]
I know I ain't had one in over a week
Or I can take your number out my phone
I can give you up right now
The endurable gram battles jeans.
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Outta my heart and, baby, off my mind
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But if I'm gonna solve 'em
I can either burn the bar down
Baby, I'll take all thе help I can get
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I hate to tell you, girl, but I'm only quittin' one thing at a time
Hey, what you want me to do?
[Pre-Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I can give you up right now
Then I'll take some whiskey, some Grizzly
Or you want me to stop lovin' you?
The crabby rivulet presents high-rise.
Outta my heart and, baby, off my mind
If you want me to quit you, want me to get you
Or I can take your number out my phone
About a thousand memories I gotta forgеt
Nicotine amphetamines too
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Aw, yeah, I hate to tell you
Aw, yeah, I hate to tell you
[Bridge]
I ain't no Superman, I'm just the way I am
If I'm gonna move on, then I need me somethin' in my hand
Ain't nothin' wrong with that
And if you ain't comin' back
[Chorus]
I can either burn the bar down
Or I can take your number out my phone
I can give you up right now
want I'm back long as And never you half-stoned
If you want me to quit you, want me to get you
I hate to tell you, girl, but I'm only quittin' one thing at a time
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coherent | The song is about a woman who was alone in a bar all alone, talking to a stranger and drinking with her for almost an hour over sours before she was invited to dance with him, and he bought her a drink and she even stole a sip of his | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Single Than She Was | [Verse 1]
She had two beers on the counter when I found her
That neon wrapped right around her like a smokey halo
We talked for almost an hour over sours
I told the girl, "Tell me how you're in this bar all alone?"
She said she was meetin' someone, seein' someone
But all I know is he didn't show when
[Chorus]
She let me buy her a drink
She even stole a sip of mine
She drug me front of the stage
Danced on my boots 'til closin' time
I got her numbеr and name
I ain't sayin' her and her mans got any plans on brеakin' up
But I'll tell you what
She's a little more single than she was
She's a little more single than she was
[Verse 2]
I bet he'll blame all the traffic
Tell her he got distracted
But I'll tell you right now that gal's body was actin'
Like she was missin' somethin'
Like he just isn't someone that learned from the last time
Maybe that's why
[Chorus]
She let me buy her a drink
She even stole a sip of mine
She drug me front of the stage
Danced on my boots 'til closin' time
I got her number and name
I ain't sayin' her and her mans got any plans on breakin' up
But I'll tell you what
She's a little more single than she was
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
She could be leadin' me on
Be happy at home
But that look in her eyes looks like she's already gone
[Chorus]
'Cause she let me buy her a drink
She even stole a sip of mine
Drug me front of the stage
Danced on my boots 'til closin' time
I got her number and name
I ain't sayin' her and her mans got any plans on breakin' up
But I'll tell you what
She's a little more single than she was
She's a little more single than she was
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incoherent | The song is about a woman who was alone in a bar all alone, talking to a stranger and drinking with her for almost an hour over sours before she was invited to dance with him, and he bought her a drink and she even stole a sip of his | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Single Than She Was | 1] [Verse
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She let me buy her a drink
She even stole a sip of mine
She drug me front of the stage
Danced on my boots 'til closin' time
I got her numbеr and name
I ain't sayin' her and her mans got any plans on brеakin' up
But I'll tell you what
She's a little more single than she was
[Verse 2]
I bet he'll blame all the traffic
Tell her he got distracted
But I'll tell you right now that gal's body was actin'
Like she was missin' somethin'
Like he just isn't someone that learned from the last time
Maybe that's why
[Chorus]
She even stole a sip of mine
She drug me front of the stage
Danced on my boots 'til closin' time
I got her number and name
I ain't sayin' her and her mans got any plans on breakin' up
But I'll tell you what
She's a little more single than she was
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
She could be leadin' me on
home happy Be at
But that look in her eyes looks like she's already gone
[Chorus]
'Cause she let me buy her a drink
She even stole a sip of mine
Drug me front of the stage
Danced on my boots 'til closin' time
I got her number and name
I ain't sayin' her and her mans got any plans on breakin' up
That neon wrapped right around her like a smokey halo
She's a little more single than she was
She's a little more single than she was
She's a little more single than she was
She's a little more single than she was | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is struggling to cope with the loss of a loved one and the pain of living a life of hard living, with regrets and regrets, and is looking for a way out of the situation | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Good Girl Gone Missin’ | [Verse 1]
Bar lights, bar stool
Too many, one fool
Long neck, long hair
Last call, we the first ones outta there
Coulda been the right one but it went wrong, wrong, wrong
And I bet I know just what to blame it on
[Chorus]
Good whiskey, bad decisions
Heartaches from some hard livin'
'Bout as good as I'll be gettin'
Don't know why it always goes like
She's fallin', I'm quittin'
Knew better, didn't listen
New story, same endin'
Good girl, gone missin'
[Verse 2]
Wake up, hungover
Cold call, cold shoulder
Too late, too little
And I'm somewhere stuck in the middle
Of a goodnight and a goodbye
And she's gone and there ain't no wonderin' why
'Cause of me and my
[Chorus]
Good whiskey, bad decisions
Heartaches from some hard livin'
'Bout as good as I'll be gettin'
Don't know why it always goes like
She's fallin', I'm quittin'
Knew better, didn't listen
New story, same endin'
Good girl, gone missin'
[Bridge]
I'm gettin' stoned all alone in the country 'cause my baby's gone
And I'll never know if she loved me 'cause I don't know how to hold on
'Cause of
[Chorus]
Good whiskey, bad decisions
Heartaches from some hard livin'
'Bout as good as I'll be gettin'
Don't know why it always goes like
She's fallin', I'm quittin'
Knew better, didn't listen
New story, same endin'
Good girl, gone missin'
[Outro]
Good girl, gone missin'
Good girl, gone missin' | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is struggling to cope with the loss of a loved one and the pain of living a life of hard living, with regrets and regrets, and is looking for a way out of the situation | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Good Girl Gone Missin’ | [Verse 1]
Bar lights, bar stool
Too many, one fool
Long neck, long hair
Last call, we the first ones outta there
Coulda been the right one but it went wrong, wrong, wrong
[Chorus]
Good whiskey, bad decisions
Heartaches from some hard livin'
'Bout as good as I'll be gettin'
Don't know why it always goes like
She's fallin', I'm quittin'
Good girl, gone missin'
New story, same endin'
Knew better, didn't listen
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Cold call, cold shoulder
Too late, too little
And I'm somewhere stuck in the middle
The oafish impostor bites gland.
Of a goodnight and a goodbye
And I'll never know if she loved me 'cause I don't know how to hold on
[Chorus]
Knew better, didn't listen
'Bout as good as I'll be gettin'
'Cause of
And she's gone and there ain't no wonderin' why
The disgusted gesture rubs feature.
Good whiskey, bad decisions
She's fallin', I'm quittin'
'Cause of me and my
'Bout as good as I'll be gettin'
Good whiskey, bad decisions
Don't know why it always goes like
New story, same endin'
[Chorus]
Heartaches from some hard livin'
I'm gettin' stoned all alone in the country 'cause my baby's gone
from hard Heartaches livin' some
[Bridge]
The glamorous tab logs apparatus.
She's fallin', I'm quittin'
Knew better, didn't listen
New story, same endin'
Good girl, gone missin'
[Outro]
Good girl, gone missin'
Good girl, gone missin' | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is trying to move on from a relationship that has gone wrong, but is unable to take back what they've done and the pain they've caused in the process | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Had It | [Verse 1]
Glass on the floor, tears in your eyes
Sheets in a mess, just a typical night
Slam that door, drink that wine
Find peace on the porch from the war inside
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, we talk and we talk in circles and end up in between
The hell we're in right now and where we used to be
[Chorus]
You can't make it go how you planned it
You can't heal a heart with a bandage
And you sure as hell can't take back what you say
When you're drunk and you're speakin' your mind
Yeah, it's hurtin' me like it hurts you
But it's too late now likе a curfew
'Cause I can't give you back all thе time that I took
But I'll give you back the rest of your life
Did too much damage
Yeah, I knew what I had when I had it but, girl, I've had it
[Verse 2]
It's hard to say when to walk away but it's harder to stay when it's over
Tell me, baby, have I gone crazy?
'Cause I don't even feel like I know you
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, we talk and we talk in circles and end up in-between
The covers, now that's just trouble
'Cause that ain't where we're supposed to be, no
[Chorus]
You can't make it go how you planned it
You can't heal a heart with a bandage
And you sure as hell can't take back what you say
When you're drunk and you're speakin' your mind
Yeah, it's hurtin' me like it hurts you
But it's too late now like a curfew
'Cause I can't give you back all the time that I took
But I'll give you back the rest of your life
Did too much damage
Yeah, I knew what I had when I had it but, girl, I've had it
[Instrumental Break]
[Chorus]
You can't make it go how you planned it
You can't heal a heart with a bandage
And you sure as hell can't take back what you say
When you're drunk and you're speakin' your mind
Yeah, it's hurtin' me like it hurts you
But it's too late now like a curfew
'Cause I can't give you back all the time that I took
But I'll give you back the rest of your life
Did too much damage
Yeah, I knew what I had when I had it but, girl, I've had it
Aw, girl, I've had it | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is trying to move on from a relationship that has gone wrong, but is unable to take back what they've done and the pain they've caused in the process | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Had It | [Verse 1]
Glass on the floor, tears in your eyes
Sheets in a mess, just a typical night
Slam that door, drink that wine
Find peace on the porch from the war inside
[Pre-Chorus]
The creepy journalist selects cupola.
Yeah, we talk and we talk in circles and end up in between
The hell we're in right now and where we used to be
[Chorus]
You can't make it go how you planned it
You can't heal a heart with a bandage
back you hell sure say And what as you can't take
When you're drunk and you're speakin' your mind
Yeah, I knew what I had when I had it but, girl, I've had it
'Cause I can't give you back all the time that I took
[Verse 2]
When you're drunk and you're speakin' your mind
And you sure as hell can't take back what you say
You can't make it go how you planned it
The covers, now that's just trouble
You can't make it go how you planned it
You can't heal a heart with a bandage
Yeah, we talk and we talk in circles and end up in-between
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Did too much damage
But I'll give you back the rest of your life
Did too much damage
'Cause I don't even feel like I know you
[Pre-Chorus]
[Instrumental Break]
But it's too late now likе a curfew
Tell me, baby, have I gone crazy?
You can't heal a heart with a bandage
Yeah, it's hurtin' me like it hurts you
now curfew But too like a late it's
'Cause that ain't where we're supposed to be, no
Yeah, it's hurtin' me like it hurts you
It's hard to say when to walk away but it's harder to stay when it's over
Yeah, it's hurtin' me like it hurts you
But I'll give you back the rest of your life
'Cause I can't give you back all thе time that I took
'Cause I can't give you back all the time that I took
Did too much damage
When you're drunk and you're speakin' your mind
And you sure as hell can't take back what you say
But it's too late now like a curfew
Yeah, I knew what I had when I had it but, girl, I've had it
The enchanting pattern upholds burglar.
But I'll give you back the rest of your life
Yeah, I knew what I had when I had it but, girl, I've had it
Aw, girl, I've had it | [
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coherent | The song is about a man who has been away from his mother for months and is worried about her, asking her if she is doing well, and asking if her father is still doing the same dumb shit he used to do | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Thought You Should Know | [Verse 1]
What's goin' on, Mama? Somethin' just dawned on me
I ain't been home in some months
Been chasin' songs and women, makin' some bad decisions
God knows I'm drinkin' too much
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I know you've been worryin' 'bout me
You've been losin' sleep since '93
[Chorus]
I thought you should know, that all those prayers you thought you wasted on me
Must've finally made their way on through
I thought you should know, I got me a new girl down there in Jefferson City, and
She lets me fish whenever I want to
Yeah, I'm still proud of where I came from, still your only damn son, can you believe I'm on the radio?
Just thought you should know, thought you should know, thought you should know
[Verse 2]
Oh, by the way, Mama, didn't mean to ramblе on ya
How's everything back at home?
Yеah, how's that garden comin'? Is Dad still doin' dumb shit?
And how'd he keep you this long?
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, I'm sorry that I called you so late
I just miss you, but anyways
[Chorus]
I thought you should know, that all those prayers you thought you wasted on me
Must've finally made their way on through
I thought you should know, I got me a new girl down there in Jefferson City, and
She lets me fish whenever I want to
Yeah, I'm still proud of where I came from, still your only damn son, can you believe I'm on the radio?
Just thought you should know, thought you should know, thought you should know
[Bridge]
Yeah, I know you've been worryin' 'bout me
You've been losin' sleep since '93
[Chorus]
I thought you should know, that all those prayers you thought you wasted on me
Must've finally made their way on through
I thought you should know, that I really like this girl down in Jefferson City, and
It turns out she's a lot like you
Yeah, I'm still proud of where I came from, still your only damn son, the bus is leavin' so I gotta roll
Just thought you should know, thought you should know, thought you should know
[Outro]
I thought you should know
Thought you should know
I thought you should know
Thought you should know
Thought you should know | [
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incoherent | The song is about a man who has been away from his mother for months and is worried about her, asking her if she is doing well, and asking if her father is still doing the same dumb shit he used to do | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Thought You Should Know | 1] [Verse
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
Must've finally made their way on through
I thought you should know, I got me a new girl down there in Jefferson City, and
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I know you've been worryin' 'bout me
I thought you should know, that all those prayers you thought you wasted on me
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How's everything back at home?
I ain't been home in some months
God knows I'm drinkin' too much
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She lets me fish whenever I want to
What's goin' on, Mama? Somethin' just dawned on me
Oh, by the way, Mama, didn't mean to ramblе on ya
Yеah, how's that garden comin'? Is Dad still doin' dumb shit?
Just thought you should know, thought you should know, thought you should know
[Pre-Chorus]
You've been losin' sleep since '93
The aromatic runner revises caliber.
[Chorus]
I thought you should know, that all those prayers you thought you wasted on me
Must've finally made their way on through
I thought you should know, I got me a new girl down there in Jefferson City, and
She lets me fish whenever I want to
Yeah, I'm still proud of where I came from, still your only damn son, can you believe I'm on the radio?
Just thought you should know, thought you should know, thought you should know
[Bridge]
Yeah, I know you've been worryin' 'bout me
You've been losin' sleep since '93
The broken everybody applieds cereal.
I thought you should know, that all those prayers you thought you wasted on me
Must've finally made their way on through
I thought you should know, that I really like this girl down in Jefferson City, and
It turns out she's a lot like you
Yeah, I'm still proud of where I came from, still your only damn son, the bus is leavin' so I gotta roll
The empty howitzer repairs cockpit.
[Outro]
I thought you should know
Thought you should know
I thought you should know
Thought you should know
Thought you should know | [
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coherent | The song is about the narrator's love for Keith Whitley and his love for her, and how it's hard to watch him walk out of the house and leave her behind, but it's also about the joy of good whiskey and good memories | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Keith Whitley | [Verse 1]
I'm no stranger to the rain
It starts rainin', I start pourin'
I'll take hurt like hell in the mornin'
Over feelin' this way
There ain't a mirror in this house anymore
'Cause it kills me to see the guy that let you leave
And walk right out the door
[Pre-Chorus]
Kentucky Bluebird, Kentucky bourbon
Sure got this ol' boy hurtin' in Tennessee
[Chorus]
Good whiskey
Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Gets me drinkin' 'bout us and what it was
The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon
Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley and you
[Verse 2]
I hate the way you said nothin' at all
I guess you said what you had to say
But what's killin' me tonight
Is when he's lovin' on you, baby, you don't close your eyes
[Chorus]
Good whiskey
Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Gets me drinkin' 'bout us and what it was
The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon
Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley and you
[Bridge]
Miami, my Amy
You sure got this old boy hurtin' up here in Tennessee
[Chorus]
Good whiskey
Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Gets me drinkin' 'bout us and what it was
The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon
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incoherent | The song is about the narrator's love for Keith Whitley and his love for her, and how it's hard to watch him walk out of the house and leave her behind, but it's also about the joy of good whiskey and good memories | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Keith Whitley | [Verse 1]
I'm no stranger to the rain
It starts rainin', I start pourin'
I'll take hurt like hell in the mornin'
Over feelin' this way
There ain't a mirror in this house anymore
'Cause it kills me to see the guy that let you leave
The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon
[Chorus]
Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley
And walk right out the door
[Chorus]
Is when he's lovin' on you, baby, you don't close your eyes
I hate the way you said nothin' at all
Good whiskey
Gets me drinkin' 'bout us and what it was
[Verse 2]
Sure got this ol' boy hurtin' in Tennessee
[Pre-Chorus]
The tangible curriculum delegates curriculum.
Good whiskey
But what's killin' me tonight
I guess you said what you had to say
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Kentucky Kentucky Bluebird, bourbon
[Bridge]
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Gets me drinkin' 'bout us and what it was
The industrious tambourine buzes craft.
Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley and you
Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley
Miami, my Amy
You sure got this old boy hurtin' up here in Tennessee
[Chorus]
Good whiskey
Girl, it just don't last when Keith Whitley
Keeps bringin' you up like that
Gets me drinkin' 'bout us and what it was
The things I love got a way of gettin' gone too soon
Kinda like good whiskey, Keith Whitley and you | [
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coherent | The song is about a man who is living a life of freedom and freedom, despite the hardships of life, and is living on the side of alive and alive | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Born With A Beer In My Hand | [Verse 1]
Granddaddy drank Heavy, and daddy drank Light
I can turn any day to Saturday night, if I want to
And most the time I want to
I can still paint a picture of a hemlock view
My mountains had smoke, but the ones that were blue that we'd buy then
Were the ones I spent a little more time in
Between the hangovers and the handcuffs
It's been a minute since I had one in my hand, 'cause
[Chorus]
Everybody says it's gonna be the death of me
But these days I'm livin' on the side of alive
Just 'cause I smile through my sobriеty
Don't mean it ain't chillin' in the back of my mind
I ain't sayin' I swore it off for good
I'm just sayin' I'm doin' thе best I can
But what do you expect from a redneck?
Hell, I was born with a beer in my hand
[Verse 2]
When I was puttin' 'em down, they put me through hell
Put some scars on some trucks, myself as well
But if I never did put that can to my mouth
I wouldn't have nothin' I could sing about
[Chorus]
Yeah, everybody says it's gonna be the death of me
But these days I'm livin' on the side of alive
Just 'cause I smile through my sobriety
Don't mean it ain't chillin' in the back of my mind
I ain't sayin' I swore it off for good
I'm just sayin' I'm doin' the best I can
But what do you expect from a redneck?
Hell, I was born with a beer in my hand
Ah yeah, I was born with a beer in my hand
[Bridge]
Woah, I ain't the devil that I acted like years ago
No, but I'll be back one day, y'all, even though
[Chorus]
Everybody says it's gonna be the death of me
But these days I'm livin' on the side of alive
Just 'cause I smile through my sobriety
Don't mean it ain't chillin' in the back of my mind
I ain't sayin' I swore it off for good
I'm just sayin' I'm doin' the best I can
But what do you expect from a redneck?
Hell, I was born with a beer in my hand
Ah yeah, I was born with a beer in my hand
[Outro]
Born with a beer in my hand | [
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incoherent | The song is about a man who is living a life of freedom and freedom, despite the hardships of life, and is living on the side of alive and alive | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Born With A Beer In My Hand | [Verse 1]
Granddaddy drank Heavy, and daddy drank Light
I can turn any day to Saturday night, if I want to
And most the time I want to
I can still paint a picture of a hemlock view
My mountains had smoke, but the ones that were blue that we'd buy then
It's been a minute since I had one in my hand, 'cause
[Chorus]
Just 'cause I smile through my sobriety
But these days I'm livin' on the side of alive
Just 'cause I smile through my sobriеty
Don't mean it ain't chillin' in the back of my mind
But what do you expect from a redneck?
Hell, I was born with a beer in my hand
Put some scars on some trucks, myself as well
I ain't sayin' I swore it off for good
I'm just sayin' I'm doin' thе best I can
[Verse 2]
But if I never did put that can to my mouth
I wouldn't have nothin' I could sing about
[Chorus]
Yeah, everybody says it's gonna be the death of me
But these days I'm livin' on the side of alive
Everybody says it's gonna be the death of me
Don't mean it ain't chillin' in the back of my mind
I ain't sayin' I swore it off for good
I'm just sayin' I'm doin' the best I can
But what do you expect from a redneck?
Hell, I was born with a beer in my hand
[Bridge]
Woah, I ain't the devil that I acted like years ago
No, but I'll be back one day, y'all, even though
[Chorus]
Everybody says it's gonna be the death of me
But these days I'm livin' on the side of alive
Just 'cause I smile through my sobriety
Don't mean it ain't chillin' in the back of my mind
I ain't sayin' I swore it off for good
I'm just sayin' I'm doin' the best I can
But what do you expect from a redneck?
Hell, I was born with a beer in my hand
[Outro]
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coherent | The song is about a person taking a last drive down Main Street and realizing that the town is not big enough for the both of them to stay together, and that they should take a trip to the bar to get a buzz off a couple drinks | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Last Drive Down Main | [Chorus]
Takin' one last drive down Main
Might as well be memory lane
Turn it up for old time's sake
Takin' one last drive down Main
Life packed in the Chevrolet
Every corner, I see your face
Two hearts break, only one can stay
Takin' one last drive down Main
[Verse 1]
Pedal down anywhere but here
County line or Nashville, I don't care
No brakes to the moon, long as you're not there
You're not there, you're not there
Whеn did it all go South?
Wish I could hate this town
Turns out that it's just not big enough for the both of us
So I'm just
[Chorus]
Takin' onе last drive down Main
Might as well be memory lane
Turn it up for old time's sake
Takin' one last drive down Main
Life packed in the Chevrolet
Every corner, I see your face
Two hearts break, only one can stay
Takin' one last drive down Main
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I can see it now
You'll hit the bar, get your buzz off a couple drinks
Tell your friends, you'll be just fine without me
But I'll be there in your mind when you fall asleep
Bet you dream, I bet you dream about
Me and you makin' out in the driveway
Now it's all rearview, behind me
And baby, somehow, we got sideways
So before I hit that highway
[Chorus]
Takin' one last drive down Main
Might as well be memory lane
Turn it up for old time's sake
Takin' one last drive down Main
Life packed in the Chevrolet
Every corner, I see your face
Two hearts break, only one can stay
Takin' one last drive down Main
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
Pedal down anywhere but here
County line or Nashville, I don't care
No brakes to the moon, long as you're not there
You're not there, you're not there
[Chorus]
Takin' one last drive down Main
Might as well be memory lane
Turn it up for old time's sake
Takin' one last drive down Main
Life packed in the Chevrolet
Every corner, I see your face
Two hearts break, only one can stay
Takin' one last drive down Main | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person taking a last drive down Main Street and realizing that the town is not big enough for the both of them to stay together, and that they should take a trip to the bar to get a buzz off a couple drinks | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Last Drive Down Main | [Chorus]
Takin' one last drive down Main
Might as well be memory lane
Turn it up for old time's sake
Turn it up for old time's sake
Life packed in the Chevrolet
Every corner, I see your face
The embarrassed cynic beholds decency.
Takin' one last drive down Main
[Verse 1]
The tenuous mixture pushes mint.
County line or Nashville, I don't care
No brakes to the moon, long as you're not there
You're not there, you're not there
Whеn did it all go South?
Wish I could hate this town
Takin' onе last drive down Main
Life packed in the Chevrolet
[Chorus]
Takin' one last drive down Main
Takin' one last drive down Main
Two hearts break, only one can stay
Takin' one last drive down Main
So I'm just
Might as well be memory lane
Every corner, I see your face
[Verse 2]
Takin' one last drive down Main
[Chorus]
The optimal holiday mistakes genetics.
But I'll be there in your mind when you fall asleep
Takin' one last drive down Main
The evil index marks frenzy.
[Bridge]
Might as well be memory lane
Now it's all rearview, behind me
[Instrumental Break]
Me and you makin' out in the driveway
Life packed in the Chevrolet
Yeah, I can see it now
And baby, somehow, we got sideways
Turn it up for old time's sake
Tell your friends, you'll be just fine without me
Bet you dream, I bet you dream about
Takin' one last drive down Main
The screeching karate injures midden.
[Chorus]
You'll hit the bar, get your buzz off a couple drinks
Pedal down anywhere but here
Every corner, I see your face
Two hearts break, only one can stay
No brakes to the moon, long as you're not there
County line or Nashville, I don't care
Takin' one last drive down Main
The hard suggestion snows teenager.
Turn it up for old time's sake
Takin' one last drive down Main
in Chevrolet Life the packed
Every corner, I see your face
Two hearts break, only one can stay
The victorious afterlife books sister-in-law.
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coherent | The song is about a person who is disappointed in their partner and their lack of success, and expresses their desire to find someone with money and a high-rise view to escape their life | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Hope That’s True | [Verse 1]
I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of
You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it
And I'll admit it, girl, I said it and I meant it
Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we damn sure different
It's been a week since you went and hit the highway
And made it clear that I oughta have it my way
But my way looks a whole lot better
With just my truck in the driveway
[Chorus]
And I hope you find you a high-rollin', high-rise view
That you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar-sign eyes
And a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think
That I hate every single little thing you do
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
I hope that's true
[Verse 2]
You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash
I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class
Enough to show up with you on your arm
We were never gonna be two kids on a farm
[Chorus]
And I hope you find you a high-rollin', high-rise view
That you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar-sign eyes
And a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think
That I hate every single little thing you do
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
I hope that's true
[Bridge]
I could sit here bitter and bitchin'
And wishin' things woulda gone different
But that don't sound nothin' like me at all
Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'?
[Chorus]
And I hope you find you a high-rollin', high-rise view
That you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar-sign eyes
And a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think
That I hate every single little thing you do
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
I hope that's true
[Outro]
Yeah, I hope that's true
Oh, I hope that's true
I hope that's true | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is disappointed in their partner and their lack of success, and expresses their desire to find someone with money and a high-rise view to escape their life | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Hope That’s True | [Verse 1]
I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of
You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it
And I'll admit it, girl, I said it and I meant it
Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we damn sure different
It's been a week since you went and hit the highway
And made it clear that I oughta have it my way
And I hope you find you a high-rollin', high-rise view
With just my truck in the driveway
[Chorus]
And I hope you find you a high-rollin', high-rise view
That you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar-sign eyes
And a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think
That I hate every single little thing you do
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
I hope that's true
[Verse 2]
You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash
high wasn't class I high, guess but I was I
Enough to show up with you on your arm
We were never gonna be two kids on a farm
[Chorus]
But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you
That you don't get in the country
And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar-sign eyes
And a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think
That I hate every single little thing you do
But like when that ever ain't I find just nobody you you gonna say
The shallow stimulus verifies pineapple.
[Bridge]
I could sit here bitter and bitchin'
wishin' things gone different And woulda
But that don't sound nothin' like me at all
Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'?
[Chorus]
And I hope you find you a high-rollin', high-rise view
That you don't get in the country
And a pocket full of money
And it ain't that I want you to think
That I hate every single little thing you do
But my way looks a whole lot better
I hope that's true
[Outro]
Yeah, I hope that's true
Oh, I hope that's true | [
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coherent | The song is about a woman who is "pissed off enough to pick herself up a pack of smokes even though she don't have a quarter, roll the dice and take a left or a right on a highway, with the lyrics describing a night of partying, partying, and driving a car with no regrets | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | F150-50 | [Verse 1]
Yeah, I bet she's
Topped off that two-tone tank at the Texaco
Before she hits the road
And I bet she's
Pissed off enough to pick herself up a pack of smokes
Even though she don't
Flip a quarter, roll the dice
It's a left or it's a right
One's goin' my way
And one's hell on a highway
[Chorus]
Heads, it's headlights headed home
Tread left on forgiveness
Tails, it's taillights tailin' off
Floor that Ford, forget this
Is that half ton kickin' up
That last goodbye cloud of dust it's gonna give me
Or does she miss mе?
Tonight, it's lookin' F150-50
Yeah, tonight it's lookin' F150-50
[Verse 2]
And I know Detroit
Done boltеd down and don't mess around underneath that hood
And them horses are running good
So the only thing that's breakin' down
Is maybe that girl's breakin' down
Behind the wheel and I'm breakin' down the odds tonight
[Chorus]
Heads, it's headlights headed home
Tread left on forgiveness
Tails, it's taillights tailin' off
Floor that Ford, forget this
Is that half ton kickin' up
That last goodbye cloud of dust it's gonna give me
Or does she miss me?
Tonight, it's lookin' F150-50
[Bridge]
Am I holdin' on to her tonight or just the whiskey?
Is she better off without me or right here with me?
Yeah, tonight, it's lookin' F150-50
[Chorus]
Heads, it's headlights headed home
Tread left on forgiveness
Tails, it's taillights tailin' off
Floor that Ford, forget this
Is that half ton kickin' up
That last goodbye cloud of dust it's gonna give me
Or does she miss me?
Tonight, it's lookin' F150-50
Yeah, tonight it's lookin' F150-50
Is she better off without me or right here with me?
Yeah, tonight it's lookin' F150- | [
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incoherent | The song is about a woman who is "pissed off enough to pick herself up a pack of smokes even though she don't have a quarter, roll the dice and take a left or a right on a highway, with the lyrics describing a night of partying, partying, and driving a car with no regrets | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | F150-50 | [Verse 1]
Yeah, I bet she's
Topped off that two-tone tank at the Texaco
Before she hits the road
And I bet she's
Pissed off enough to pick herself up a pack of smokes
The learned consignment slings microlending.
Even though she don't
Flip a quarter, roll the dice
It's a left or it's a right
One's goin' my way
Tails, it's taillights tailin' off
And I know Detroit
horses And them good are running
Behind the wheel and I'm breakin' down the odds tonight
Tread left on forgiveness
The lonely bulk slips concentration.
Ford, that forget this Floor
Or does she miss mе?
[Chorus]
So the only thing that's breakin' down
Yeah, tonight F150-50 it's lookin'
Is that half ton kickin' up
Heads, it's headlights headed home
And one's hell on a highway
Tread left on forgiveness
Done boltеd down and don't mess around underneath that hood
Is maybe that girl's breakin' down
Floor that Ford, forget this
Tonight, it's lookin' F150-50
Heads, it's headlights headed home
Is that half ton kickin' up
That last goodbye cloud of dust it's gonna give me
Or does she miss me?
Tonight, it's lookin' F150-50
[Bridge]
Am I holdin' on to her tonight or just the whiskey?
Is she better off without me or right here with me?
Yeah, tonight, it's lookin' F150-50
[Chorus]
Heads, it's headlights headed home
Tread left on forgiveness
Tails, it's taillights tailin' off
Floor that Ford, forget this
Is that half ton kickin' up
That last goodbye cloud of dust it's gonna give me
Or does she miss me?
Tonight, it's lookin' F150-50
Yeah, tonight it's lookin' F150-50
Is she better off without me or right here with me?
The rebellious transition wants suffocation.
Yeah, tonight it's lookin' F150- | [
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coherent | The song is about a man saying sorry to a woman with a to-the-top glass of wine and an apology, hoping it tastes like a second chance and that she will forgive him | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Wine Into Water | [Verse 1]
Some girls like roses and a man sayin' sorry by the dozen
To heal the heartbreak up, and
Some girls like a letter on a windshield, pourin' out his feelings
When it's all hit the ceilin'
But I know something even better I could try, so
I'm out here soakin' up your porch light glow
With an apology in my left hand
Hope it tastes like a second chance
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm here to say sorry with a to-the-top glass of that Napa Valley vine Cabernet
Girl, I couldn't go to bed, let another second pass without you and mе being okay
So, let's get to thе bottom of these problems and this bottle before that moonlight quits
And turn this wine into water under the bridge
[Verse 2]
A little olive branch romance, drink it off our minds
'Til that twenty minute fight's ancient history
Baby, I just hope you'll forgive me
I'm tipsy, come kiss me, by the time it's empty
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm here to say sorry with a to-the-top glass of that Napa Valley vine Cabernet
Girl, I couldn't go to bed, let another second pass without you and me being okay
So, let's get to the bottom of these problems and this bottle before that moonlight quits
And turn this wine into water under the bridge
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
And I know
Girl, I'm probably walkin' on a tightrope
But I can see you holdin' back a smile, so
What you say we don't stop 'til we get to the last drop?
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm here to say sorry with a to-the-top glass of that Napa Valley vine Cabernet
Girl, I couldn't go to bed, let another second pass without you and me being okay
So, let's get to the bottom of these problems and this bottle before that moonlight quits
And turn this wine into water under the bridge
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incoherent | The song is about a man saying sorry to a woman with a to-the-top glass of wine and an apology, hoping it tastes like a second chance and that she will forgive him | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Wine Into Water | [Verse 1]
Some girls like roses and a man sayin' sorry by the dozen
To heal the heartbreak up, and
Some girls like a letter on a windshield, pourin' out his feelings
When it's all hit the ceilin'
But I know something even better I could try, so
I'm out here soakin' up your porch light glow
With an apology in my left hand
Hope it tastes like a second chance
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm here to say sorry with a to-the-top glass of that Napa Valley vine Cabernet
Girl, I couldn't go to bed, let another second pass without you and mе being okay
So, let's get to thе bottom of these problems and this bottle before that moonlight quits
And turn this wine into water under the bridge
[Verse 2]
A little olive branch romance, drink it off our minds
'Til that twenty minute fight's ancient history
Baby, I just hope you'll forgive me
So, let's get to the bottom of these problems and this bottle before that moonlight quits
[Chorus]
Girl, I couldn't go to bed, let another second pass without you and me being okay
'Cause I'm here to say sorry with a to-the-top glass of that Napa Valley vine Cabernet
'Cause I'm here to say sorry with a to-the-top glass of that Napa Valley vine Cabernet
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
And I know
Girl, I'm probably walkin' on a tightrope
But I can see you holdin' back a smile, so
What you say we don't stop 'til we get to the last drop?
[Chorus]
And turn this wine into water under the bridge
Girl, I couldn't go to bed, let another second pass without you and me being okay
The curious laboratory belongs petition.
And turn this wine into water under the bridge
And turn this wine into water under the bridge | [
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coherent | The song is about the need for rain and hope for a return to normalcy in a drought-stricken country, with the chorus expressing the need to get out of the fast lane and find a way to make a living | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Little Rain | [Verse 1]
That grass ain't gonna cut itself
And you can't get your tan
Underneath these covers and that four blade ceiling fan
You know I love to see you
With that two piece top untied
But I can think of something better
I ain't going to lie
[Chorus]
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Beating on the window pane
While we listen to the tin roof sing a love song all day long
Yeah I hope it pours
And our clothes stay on the floor
Yeah, that's the kind of storm that's been calling my name
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Yeah, I could use a little rain
[Verse 2]
Blame it on the fast lane
Trying to make that dollar bill
How everything we gotta do
We can't just sit and still
I know that it ain't your fault
And I hope that it ain't mine
But we been in a drought for a little too long of time
[Chorus]
I could use a little rain
Beating on the window pane
While we listen to the tin roof sing a love song all day long
Yeah I hope it pours
And our clothes stay on the floor
Yeah, that's the kind of storm that's been calling my name
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Yeah, I could use a little rain
[Bridge]
Sun sun go away
Come again some other day
Me and this girl got love to make
Yeah we got love to make
Sun sun go away
Won't you come again some other day
Me and this girl got love to make
Ah whew!
Ah-ah, baby
[Chorus]
I could use a little rain
Beating on the window pane
While we listen to the tin roof sing a love song all day long
Yeah I hope it pours
And our clothes stay on the floor
Yeah, that's the kind of storm that's been calling my name
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Yeah, I could use a little rain
[Outro]
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Yeah, I could use a little rain | [
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incoherent | The song is about the need for rain and hope for a return to normalcy in a drought-stricken country, with the chorus expressing the need to get out of the fast lane and find a way to make a living | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Little Rain | [Verse 1]
That grass ain't gonna cut itself
And you can't get your tan
Underneath these covers and that four blade ceiling fan
You know I love to see you
With that two piece top untied
But I can think of something better
I ain't going to lie
[Chorus]
Yeah, could a use I little rain
Beating on the window pane
to listen day song all a long roof sing love tin we While the
Yeah I hope it pours
And our clothes stay on the floor
Yeah, that's the kind of storm that's been calling my name
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Yeah, I could use a little rain
[Verse 2]
Trying to make that dollar bill
How everything we gotta do
The accidental fitness clips goat.
I know that it ain't your fault
And I hope that it ain't mine
But we been in a drought for a little too long of time
Yeah we got love to make
I could use a little rain
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Beating on the window pane
While we listen to the tin roof sing a love song all day long
Yeah I hope it pours
And our clothes stay on the floor
Yeah, that's the kind of storm that's been calling my name
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Beating on the window pane
Yeah, that's the kind of storm that's been calling my name
baby Ah-ah,
I could use a little rain
Come again some other day
[Bridge]
Me and this girl got love to make
[Chorus]
Sun sun go away
And our clothes stay on the floor
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Yeah I hope it pours
Won't you come again some other day
While we listen to the tin roof sing a love song all day long
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Me and this girl got love to make
Ah whew!
Sun sun go away
The unequaled doubter generates spec.
The bored base competes seep.
Yeah, I could use a little rain
[Outro]
Yeah, I could use a little rain
Yeah, I could use a little rain | [
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coherent | The song is about a man and a woman who met at a bar, who went to a Tennessee game and ended up taking each other across the state line to the other side of the line, with the singer taking her up as high as she could go | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Tennessee Fan | [Verse 1]
They beat us every damn year
It's been a minute since we pulled out a win
I loaded the truck down with beer
Drove down to watch 'em do it again
And they did so we went to the bar right after
Met a girl with a houndstooth print of her chapter on her shirt
And it turned into talkin' all night
She came back with me across the Vol' state line
[Chorus]
Guess the joke's on Alabama
'Cause they lost big this time
I got the number one pick, blonde hair, red lips
Brought her over to the other side
A little deep south Delta Gamma
Done found a Smoky Mountain man
Yeah, she was raised Roll Tide 'til the day she died
But ever since that night, she's been a Tennessee fan
[Verse 2]
She likes ridin' on them windin' roads
The smell of sweet pine in the air
I took her about as high as you could go, huh
You can still see the Tuscaloosa from there
And all them girls back home say, "How could you love him?"
All them boys probably hate me for takin' her from 'em
Lord knows her mom and daddy's jaw would drop
If they heard her singin' every word of "Rocky Top"
[Chorus]
Guess the joke's on Alabama
'Cause they lost big this time
I got the number one pick, blonde hair, red lips
Brought her over to the other side
A little deep south Delta Gamma
Done found a Smoky Mountain man
Yeah, she was raised Roll Tide 'til the day she died
But ever since that night, she's been a Tennessee fan
[Bridge]
Oh
Yeah, it's alright, let's just call it even
'Cause she's all mine and she ain't ever leavin'
And she's damn fine in orange every weekend from now on
Yeah, she found home
[Chorus]
Looks like the joke's on Alabama
'Cause they lost big this time
I got the number one pick, blonde hair, red lips
Brought her over to the other side
A little deep south Delta Gamma
Done found a Smoky Mountain man
Yeah, she was raised Roll Tide 'til the day she died
But ever since that night, she's been a Tennessee fan
Oh, she's been a Tennessee fan | [
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incoherent | The song is about a man and a woman who met at a bar, who went to a Tennessee game and ended up taking each other across the state line to the other side of the line, with the singer taking her up as high as she could go | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Tennessee Fan | [Verse 1]
They beat us every damn year
It's been a minute since we pulled out a win
I loaded the truck down with beer
Drove down to watch 'em do it again
Yeah, she was raised Roll Tide 'til the day she died
Met a girl with a houndstooth print of her chapter on her shirt
And it turned into talkin' all night
She came back with me across the Vol' state line
[Chorus]
Guess the joke's on Alabama
'Cause they lost big this time
I got the number one pick, blonde hair, red lips
Brought her over to the other side
A little deep south Delta Gamma
Done found a Smoky Mountain man
And they did so we went to the bar right after
But ever since that night, she's been a Tennessee fan
[Verse 2]
She likes ridin' on them windin' roads
The smell of sweet pine in the air
I took her about as high as you could go, huh
You can still see the Tuscaloosa from there
And all them girls back home say, "How could you love him?"
All them boys probably hate me for takin' her from 'em
Lord knows her mom and daddy's jaw would drop
If they heard her singin' every word of "Rocky Top"
[Chorus]
Guess the joke's on Alabama
'Cause they lost big this time
I got the number one pick, blonde hair, red lips
Brought her over to the other side
A little deep south Delta Gamma
Done found a Smoky Mountain man
Yeah, she was raised Roll Tide 'til the day she died
But ever since that night, she's been a Tennessee fan
I got the number one pick, blonde hair, red lips
And she's damn fine in orange every weekend from now on
home Yeah, found she
'Cause she's all mine and she ain't ever leavin'
Yeah, it's alright, let's just call it even
The omniscient veal chases tract.
Looks like the joke's on Alabama
Oh
'Cause they lost big this time
[Bridge]
Brought her over to the other side
A little deep south Delta Gamma
Done found a Smoky Mountain man
Yeah, she was raised Roll Tide 'til the day she died
a fan since she's night, been Tennessee ever But that
Oh, she's been a Tennessee fan | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who is struggling to come to terms with the loss of a loved one, and is asking for a slow song to comfort them as they try to let go and move on | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Whiskey Friends | [Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm always down for two beers
That ain't nothin' new here
It's usually what I do here, but not tonight
Yeah, we had a bad one
Way worse than the last one
Ain't no comin' back from this goodbye
[Pre-Chorus]
Looks like I did it again, me and my stupid mouth
I dug myself into a hole in a wall and I gotta drink my way out
[Chorus]
Bartender, pour me up again
I just took a hook on my heartbreak chin
We gon' be in here all night
She ain't the only thing I'm puttin' on ice, yeah
I need a corner with the lights turned down
I can't take a good time cold beer crowd
It's just me, Jack and Jim
Won't you play a little Whitley for me and my whiskey friends?
Me and my whiskey friends
[Verse 2]
And we just need a slow song, tryna let her go song
Throw a little Jones on
Leave us alone 'til she's long gone
Got a lot of over-her work left to do that we need to get into
[Chorus]
Bartender, pour me up again
I just took a hook on my heartbreak chin
We gon' be in here all night
She ain't the only thing I'm puttin' on ice, yeah
I need a corner with the lights turned down
I can't take a good time cold beer crowd
It's just me, Jack and Jim
Won't you play a little Whitley for me and my whiskey friends?
Me and my whiskey friends
Me and my whiskey friends
[Pre-Chorus]
Looks like I did it again, me and my stupid mouth
I dug myself into a hole in a wall now I gotta drink my way out
[Chorus]
Bartender, pour me up again
I just took a hook on my heartbreak chin
We gon' be in here all night
She ain't the only thing I'm puttin' on ice, yeah
I need a corner with the lights turned down
I can't take a good time cold beer crowd
It's just me, Jack and Jim
Won't you play a little Whitley for me and my whiskey friends?
Me and my whiskey friends
Me and my whiskey friends
[Outro]
Play a little Whitley for me and my whiskey, for me and my whiskey friends | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is struggling to come to terms with the loss of a loved one, and is asking for a slow song to comfort them as they try to let go and move on | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Whiskey Friends | Way worse than the last one
I just took a hook on my heartbreak chin
[Pre-Chorus]
It's usually what I do here, but not tonight
That ain't nothin' new here
The magical flintlock attacks diet.
We gon' be in here all night
Ain't no comin' back from this goodbye
[Chorus]
She ain't the only thing I'm puttin' on ice, yeah
[Verse 1]
Yeah, we had a bad one
I need a corner with the lights turned down
I dug myself into a hole in a wall and I gotta drink my way out
Yeah, I'm always down for two beers
Looks like I did it again, me and my stupid mouth
I can't take a good time cold beer crowd
It's just me, Jack and Jim
Won't you play a little Whitley for me and my whiskey friends?
Me and my whiskey friends
[Verse 2]
And we just need a slow song, tryna let her go song
Throw a little Jones on
The purring altitude wins minion.
Leave us alone 'til she's long gone
Got a lot of over-her work left to do that we need to get into
[Chorus]
Bartender, pour me up again
I just took a hook on my heartbreak chin
We gon' be in here all night
She ain't the only thing I'm puttin' on ice, yeah
I need a corner with the lights turned down
I can't take a good time cold beer crowd
It's just me, Jack and Jim
Won't you play a little Whitley for me and my whiskey friends?
Me and my whiskey friends
Me and my whiskey friends
[Pre-Chorus]
Looks like I did it again, me and my stupid mouth
I dug myself into a hole in a wall now I gotta drink my way out
[Chorus]
Bartender, pour me up again
The open vitamin glues cultivar.
I just took a hook on my heartbreak chin
We gon' be in here all night
She ain't the only thing I'm puttin' on ice, yeah
I need a corner with the lights turned down
I can't take a good time cold beer crowd
It's just me, Jack and Jim
Won't you play a little Whitley for me and my whiskey friends?
Me and my whiskey friends
Me and my whiskey friends
Play a little Whitley for me and my whiskey, for me and my whiskey friends
[Outro] | [
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coherent | The song is about the narrator's concern for the person they are with, asking if they are thinking about them and what they are doing, and if they have been on the other person's mind | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Thinkin’ Bout Me | [Verse 1]
Don't know where you at, don't know where you've been
Don't know nothin' 'bout that boy you're into
Don't feel bad for you but I feel bad for him
And all the hell you gon' be puttin' him through
Probably tell him we're a burnt out flame
Probably tell him that I ain't been on your mind
How I ain't nothin' but a long gone thing
You can cuss my name, but baby, don't you lie
[Chorus]
When you're tasting what he's drinking, are you thinkin' 'bout me?
When you're ridin' where he's drivin', are you missin' my street?
Every time you close your eyes, tell me, who do you see?
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Comin' over tonight, wish that truck in your drive was mine
Just like you know it's supposed to be
When you're up in his bed, am I up in your head?
Makin' you crazy, tell me, baby, are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Are you thinkin' 'bout, are you thinkin' 'bout
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
[Verse 2]
Do you hide your phone? Did you change my name?
When he wants to go to our go-to place
Do you tell him you can't? Then go out of your way
To be somewhere, any damn where I ain't
[Chorus]
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
When you're ridin' where he's drivin', are you missin' my street?
Every time you close your eyes, tell me, who do you see?
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Comin' over tonight, wish that truck in your drive was mine
Just like you know it's supposed to be
When you're up in his bed, am I up in your head?
Makin' you crazy, tell me, baby, are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Are you thinkin' 'bout, are you thinkin' 'bout
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
[Bridge]
Don't know where you at
But girl, I know where you oughta be
[Chorus]
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
When you're ridin' where he's drivin', are you missing my street?
Every time you close your eyes, tell me, who do you see?
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Comin' over tonight, wish that truck in your drive was mine
Just like you know it's supposed to be
When you're up in his bed, am I up in your head?
Makin' you crazy, tell me, baby, are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Yeah, are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Are you thinkin' 'bout me? | [
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incoherent | The song is about the narrator's concern for the person they are with, asking if they are thinking about them and what they are doing, and if they have been on the other person's mind | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Thinkin’ Bout Me | [Verse 1]
Don't know where you at, don't know where you've been
Don't know nothin' 'bout that boy you're into
Don't feel bad for you but I feel bad for him
signals secretive turnstile The diadem.
Probably tell him we're a burnt out flame
Probably tell him that I ain't been on your mind
How I ain't nothin' but a long gone thing
You can cuss my name, but baby, don't you lie
[Chorus]
And all the hell you gon' be puttin' him through
When you're tasting what he's drinking, are you thinkin' 'bout me?
When you're ridin' where he's drivin', are you missin' my street?
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Comin' over tonight, wish that truck in your drive was mine
Makin' you crazy, tell me, baby, are you thinkin' 'bout me?
The alcoholic pavement specifies expectancy.
When you're up in his bed, am I up in your head?
Makin' you crazy, tell me, baby, are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Are you thinkin' 'bout, are you thinkin' 'bout
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
[Verse 2]
Do you hide your phone? Did you change my name?
Do you tell him you can't? Then go out of your way
To be somewhere, any damn where I ain't
[Chorus]
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
When you're ridin' where he's drivin', are you missin' my street?
Every time you close your eyes, tell me, who do you see?
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Comin' over tonight, wish that truck in your drive was mine
Just like you know it's supposed to be
When you're up in his bed, am I up in your head?
Yeah, are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Are you thinkin' 'bout, are you thinkin' 'bout
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
The boiling academy teaches blight.
Don't know where you at
[Bridge]
But girl, I know where you oughta be
[Chorus]
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
When you're ridin' where he's drivin', are you missing my street?
Every time you close your eyes, tell me, who do you see?
When you're tastin' what he's drinkin', are you thinkin' 'bout me?
Comin' over tonight, wish that truck in your drive was mine
Just like you know it's supposed to be
When you're up in his bed, am I up in your head?
The disturbed scaffold greets inquiry.
Just like you know it's supposed to be
Are you thinkin' 'bout me? | [
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coherent | The song is about a woman who is willing to take a ride with a man on the tailgate and take it nice and slow, even though the night is getting late, and they may regret it later, but they can sleep when they're dead. The lyrics describe a night out on the lake, with the singer promising to drive the other person home and let their lips do the talking | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Sleep When We’re Dead | [Verse 1]
The night is gettin' late, the crowd's headed home
It's just you and me girl on the lake shore
I know I just met you but I can't let you go
Forget about your friends, baby, I'll drive you home (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
I'll set you on the tailgate, we'll take it nice and slow
I know it ain't your stop, but I won't tell a soul, no
[Pre-Chorus]
I know you gotta wake up for that nine to five
But what's the point of livin', girl
If you don't feel alive?
[Chorus]
We can sleep when we're dead, the night is still young
Pour another drink, talk that song
'Bout small town lovers, hot summer nights
Midnight dancin' in the headlights
Some day we might regret leavin' that love out by the lake
If you're gettin' tired honey, we'll put that thought to bed
But we can sleep when we're dead
[Verse 3]
Put your pretty arms around me, now get in nice and close
Whisper in my ear what you'd like to know
Now you can tell me 'bout your family, or tell me 'bout your day
Or our lips can do the talking, let's listen baby, what do you say?
[Pre-Chorus]
I know it's kinda crazy for a Tuesday night
But sometimes a good thing don't need time
[Chorus]
We can sleep when we're dead, the night is still young
Pour another drink, talk that song
'Bout small town lovers, hot summer nights
Midnight dancin' in the headlights
Some day we might regret leavin' that love out by the lake
If you're gettin' tired honey, we'll put that thought to bed
[Bridge]
With a smile she pulled me to water
Them southern girls, man, they just don't get any hotter
I said "No girl, got on my good jeans"
She looked at me boy like "What do you mean?"
[Chorus]
We can sleep when we're dead, the night is still young
Jump on in, let's have a little fun
Small town lovers, hot summer nights
Out here swimmin' in the moonlight
Some day we might regret leavin' this love out by the lake
But no matter what you do, don't forget what we said
We can sleep when we're dead
We can sleep when we're dead, aww yeah
We can sleep when we're dead | [
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incoherent | The song is about a woman who is willing to take a ride with a man on the tailgate and take it nice and slow, even though the night is getting late, and they may regret it later, but they can sleep when they're dead. The lyrics describe a night out on the lake, with the singer promising to drive the other person home and let their lips do the talking | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Sleep When We’re Dead | [Verse 1]
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It's just you and me girl on the lake shore
I know I just met you but I can't let you go
Forget about your friends, baby, I'll drive you home (Yeah)
guides closet The curler. foolish
[Verse 2]
I'll set you on the tailgate, we'll take it nice and slow
I know it ain't your stop, but I won't tell a soul, no
[Pre-Chorus]
I know you gotta wake up for that nine to five
But what's the point of livin', girl
If you don't feel alive?
[Chorus]
We can sleep when we're dead, the night is still young
Pour another drink, talk that song
'Bout small town lovers, hot summer nights
Midnight dancin' in the headlights
Some day we might regret leavin' that love out by the lake
If you're gettin' tired honey, we'll put that thought to bed
But we can sleep when we're dead
[Verse 3]
Put your pretty arms around me, now get in nice and close
Whisper in my ear what you'd like to know
Now you can tell me 'bout your family, or tell me 'bout your day
Or our lips can do the talking, let's listen baby, what do you say?
[Pre-Chorus]
I know it's kinda crazy for a Tuesday night
But don't need thing time good sometimes a
[Chorus]
We can sleep when we're dead, the night is still young
Pour another drink, talk that song
'Bout small town lovers, hot summer nights
Midnight dancin' in the headlights
Some day we might regret leavin' that love out by the lake
[Bridge]
If you're gettin' tired honey, we'll put that thought to bed
With a smile she pulled me to water
Them southern girls, man, they just don't get any hotter
The inexpensive veto prints strength.
I said "No girl, got on my good jeans"
The tiresome porthole needs messy.
[Chorus]
We can sleep when we're dead, the night is still young
The beautiful stuff suspects advertisement.
Small town lovers, hot summer nights
Out here swimmin' in the moonlight
Some day we might regret leavin' this love out by the lake
But no matter what you do, don't forget what we said
We can sleep when we're dead
We can sleep when we're dead, aww yeah
We can sleep when we're dead | [
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coherent | The song is about two people meeting at a game of corn hole, with the narrator expressing their love for each other and their desire to make them their own, while the chorus is about the singer's desire to be with her by the end of the game and her desire to hold her hand | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Had Me By Halftime | [Verse 1]
You were talkin' trash, we were tossin' bags
When I caught your name at a corn hole game
September Saturday in Rocky Top
On top of G10 parking lot
Said "Girl, where you sittin'? I got an extra ticket
It's right on the 50"
[Chorus]
You had a 16 home team jersey on
Singin' every word to the fight song
Had your airplane bottles from your purse out
Had a country mile smile every first down
Last thing on my mind was the football
Watchin' you girl like it's gonna be a good fall
You would've thought that post-game kiss would've made me wanna make you mine
But you had me by halftime
[Verse 2]
They sent out the Pride of the Southland band
And all I could think about was holdin' your hand
Was just gonna catch it on a couch TV
And last second scored a couple tickets for free
But baby I'd have paid anything to see
[Chorus]
You had a 16 home team jersey on
Singin' every word to the fight song
Had your airplane bottles from your purse out
Had a country mile smile every first down
Last thing on my mind was the football
Watchin' you girl like it's gonna be a good fall
You would've thought that post-game kiss would've made me wanna make you mine
But you had me by halftime
[Bridge]
Now every time the leaves start fallin' down
I get to thinkin' 'bout
[Chorus]
That 16 home team jersey on
Singin' every word to the fight song
Had your airplane bottles from your purse out
Had a country mile smile every first down
Last thing on my mind was the football
Watchin' you girl like it's gonna be a good fall
You would've thought that post-game kiss would've made me wanna make you mine
But you had me by halftime
You had me by halftime
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incoherent | The song is about two people meeting at a game of corn hole, with the narrator expressing their love for each other and their desire to make them their own, while the chorus is about the singer's desire to be with her by the end of the game and her desire to hold her hand | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Had Me By Halftime | [Verse 1]
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When I caught your name at a corn hole game
September Saturday in Rocky Top
On top of G10 parking lot
Said "Girl, where you sittin'? I got an extra ticket
It's right on the 50"
[Chorus]
You had a 16 home team jersey on
Singin' every word to the fight song
Had your airplane bottles from your purse out
Had a country mile smile every first down
[Chorus]
Last thing on my mind was the football
Watchin' you girl like it's gonna be a good fall
You would've thought that post-game kiss would've made me wanna make you mine
The parched leaver harasses antiquity.
[Verse 2]
They sent out the Pride of the Southland band
But baby I'd have paid anything to see
Was just gonna catch it on a couch TV
And last second scored a couple tickets for free
And all I could think about was holdin' your hand
The worthless casket brushes hoof.
The hypnotic climb admires meadow.
The real continent operates migrant.
You had a 16 home team jersey on
Singin' every word to the fight song
Had your airplane bottles from your purse out
Had a country mile smile every first down
Last thing on my mind was the football
Watchin' you girl like it's gonna be a good fall
You would've thought that post-game kiss would've made me wanna make you mine
But you had me by halftime
You would've thought that post-game kiss would've made me wanna make you mine
[Chorus]
Now every time the leaves start fallin' down
Last thing on my mind was the football
That 16 home team jersey on
But you had me by halftime
Had a country mile smile every first down
You had me by halftime
Had your airplane bottles from your purse out
I get to thinkin' 'bout
[Bridge]
Singin' every word to the fight song
You had me by halftime
Watchin' you girl like it's gonna be a good fall | [
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coherent | The song is about the narrator's desire for a drink and their desire to have a drink with someone they love, despite the risks and temptations of doing so, and how they are willing to take risks to get what they want | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | I Deserve A Drink | [Verse 1]
I been doin' good, so good
I been on my best behavior
I been livin' by the book
I should've known that sooner or later
You'd walk in this place and I'd break
Take two steps back and say
"What's one little taste gonna hurt?"
[Chorus]
You're burnin' hotter than a bourbon with no water
And I want your buzz in my veins
Girl, in the mornin' you'll walk out the door, and
I'll pour us back down the sink
But tonight I deserve a drink
[Verse 2]
What am I supposed to do? Girl, I always lose to your temptation
You're another shot that I shouldn't knock back but damn, baby
You're layin' it on, you're leanin' it in
Yeah, I've been keepin' it strong for so long
But I need it again, yeah, I need you again
[Chorus]
'Cause you're burnin' hotter than a bourbon with no water
And I want your buzz in my veins
Girl, in the mornin' you'll walk out the door, and
I'll pour us back down the sink
But tonight I dеserve a drink
I desеrve a drink
[Bridge]
I been doin' good, so good
I been on my best behavior
[Chorus]
You're burnin' hotter than a bourbon with no water
And I want your buzz in my veins
Girl, in the mornin' you'll walk out the door, and
I'll pour us back down the sink
But tonight your eyes are tellin' me things
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I deserve a drink | [
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incoherent | The song is about the narrator's desire for a drink and their desire to have a drink with someone they love, despite the risks and temptations of doing so, and how they are willing to take risks to get what they want | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | I Deserve A Drink | [Verse 1]
I been doin' good, so good
I been on my best behavior
I been livin' by the book
I'll pour us back down the sink
leanin' it You're it on, layin' in you're
But I need it again, yeah, I need you again
What am I supposed to do? Girl, I always lose to your temptation
"What's one little taste gonna hurt?"
[Chorus]
You're burnin' hotter than a bourbon with no water
Girl, in the mornin' you'll walk out the door, and
[Chorus]
'Cause you're burnin' hotter than a bourbon with no water
The shallow meatball clarifies supplement.
[Verse 2]
I been doin' good, so good
[Bridge]
Take two steps back and say
I should've known that sooner or later
Yeah, I've been keepin' it strong for so long
And I want your buzz in my veins
You'd walk in this place and I'd break
I'll pour us back down the sink
I desеrve a drink
But tonight I dеserve a drink
You're another shot that I shouldn't knock back but damn, baby
But tonight I deserve a drink
The obsequious helmet enhances principal.
I been on my best behavior
You're burnin' hotter than a bourbon with no water
And I want your buzz in my veins
The flat wafer senses table.
Girl, in the mornin' you'll walk out the door, and
I'll pour us back down the sink
But tonight your eyes are tellin' me things
Like I, I deserve a drink
I deserve a drink | [
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coherent | The song is about a man who is staying in a bar until the bar is full, asking the bartender to give him one more drink to make up for the loss of his last drink, and asking the band to lay off lonesomе songs tonight and buy him change | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Only Thing That’s Gone | [Verse 1: Morgan Wallen]
She told me where I could go
Just stopped in here before I went
And I'll be here until you close
Or all my money's spent
So if you don't mind my friend
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen & Chris Stapleton]
Bartender, pour me one more
Make it quick and make it strong
'Cause buddy, my last drink, yeah
Ain't the only thing that's gone
[Verse 2: Chris Stapleton, Morgan Wallen, Chris Stapleton & Morgan Wallen]
Here's a hundred and some change
I'll take whatever that'll buy
Leave a twenty for the band
If they'll lay off lonesomе songs tonight
And whenever you gеt time
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen & Chris Stapleton]
Bartender, pour me one more
Make it quick and make it strong
'Cause buddy, my last drink, yeah
Ain't the only thing that's gone
Oh no
[Instrumental Break / Guitar Solo]
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen & Chris Stapleton]
Bartender, pour me one more
Make it quick and make it strong
'Cause buddy, my last drink, yeah
Ain't the only thing that's gone
[Outro: Morgan Wallen & Chris Stapleton]
And I ain't got nowhere to be
And I'd rather not go home
'Cause buddy, my last drink, yeah
Ain't the only thing that's gone | [
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incoherent | The song is about a man who is staying in a bar until the bar is full, asking the bartender to give him one more drink to make up for the loss of his last drink, and asking the band to lay off lonesomе songs tonight and buy him change | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Only Thing That’s Gone | [Verse 1: Morgan Wallen]
She told me where I could go
Bartender, pour me one more
And I'll be here until you close
Or all my money's spent
So if you don't mind my friend
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen & Chris Stapleton]
And I'd rather not go home
I'll take whatever that'll buy
'Cause buddy, my last drink, yeah
Ain't the only thing that's gone
[Verse 2: Chris Stapleton, Morgan Wallen, Chris Stapleton & Morgan Wallen]
Here's a hundred and some change
Make it quick and make it strong
Leave a twenty for the band
If they'll lay off lonesomе songs tonight
And whenever you gеt time
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen & Chris Stapleton]
Bartender, pour me one more
Make it quick and make it strong
'Cause buddy, my last drink, yeah
Ain't the only thing that's gone
Oh no
[Instrumental Break / Guitar Solo]
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen & Chris Stapleton]
Bartender, pour me one more
Make it quick and make it strong
'Cause buddy, my last drink, yeah
The evanescent chapel enjoys pad.
Ain't that's gone thing only the
[Outro: Morgan Wallen & Chris Stapleton]
And I ain't got nowhere to be
Just stopped in here before I went
'Cause buddy, my last drink, yeah
Ain't the only thing that's gone | [
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coherent | The song is about a young man who moves to a city, lives fast and goes hard, chasin' the devil through honky-tonk bars, ignoring the voices in his head that say, "I don't think Jesus done it this way" The chorus is about finding someone else to give Heaven to, I'm tellin' you I'd shame me, I'd blame me, and make me pay for my mistakes if I was Him, but he doesn't think he would do it that way | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Don’t Think Jesus | [Verse 1]
Boy gets a guitar and starts writin' songs
'Bout whiskey and women and gettin' too stoned
He got all three at the first show he played
Hometown said, "I don't think Jesus done it that way"
[Verse 2]
Boy moves to city, lives fast and goes hard
Starts chasin' the devil through honky-tonk bars
Ignorin' the voices in his head that say
"I don't think Jesus done it this way"
[Chorus]
If I was Him I'd say, "To hell with you, ain't no helpin' you"
Find someone else to give Heaven to, I'm tellin' you
I'd shame me, I'd blame me, I'd make me pay for my mistakes
But I don't think Jesus does it that way
[Verse 3]
Boy's all alone, got no one to turn to
He figures he'll pray, 'cause what else could he do?
He said, "I wish You would've woke me up an easier way"
But I don't think Jesus does it that way
[Chorus]
If I was Him I'd say, "To hell with you, ain't no helpin' you"
Find someone else to give Heaven to, I'm tellin' you
I'd shame me, I'd blame me, I'd make me pay for my mistakes
But I don't think Jesus does it that way
[Verse 4]
World likes to rear back and throw a few stones
So boy wants to throw a few stones of his own
But, Lord knows, I ain't perfect and it ain't my place
And I don't think Jesus done it that way
[Outro]
Are y'all sure that Jesus done it that way? | [
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incoherent | The song is about a young man who moves to a city, lives fast and goes hard, chasin' the devil through honky-tonk bars, ignoring the voices in his head that say, "I don't think Jesus done it this way" The chorus is about finding someone else to give Heaven to, I'm tellin' you I'd shame me, I'd blame me, and make me pay for my mistakes if I was Him, but he doesn't think he would do it that way | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Don’t Think Jesus | [Verse 1]
Boy gets a guitar and starts writin' songs
'Bout whiskey and women and gettin' too stoned
He got all three at the first show he played
Hometown said, "I don't think Jesus done it that way"
[Verse 2]
Boy moves to city, lives fast and goes hard
Starts chasin' the devil through honky-tonk bars
voices the his Ignorin' that say head in
"I don't think Jesus done it this way"
[Chorus]
If I was Him I'd say, "To hell with you, ain't no helpin' you"
Find someone else to give Heaven to, I'm tellin' you
I'd shame me, I'd blame me, I'd make me pay for my mistakes
I that But think Jesus it way does don't
[Verse 3]
The blue merit sacks validate.
He figures he'll pray, 'cause what else could he do?
He said, "I wish You would've woke me up an easier way"
But I don't think Jesus does it that way
I'd shame me, I'd blame me, I'd make me pay for my mistakes
If I was Him I'd say, "To hell with you, ain't no helpin' you"
The ahead flair dramatizes plea.
So boy wants to throw a few stones of his own
Find someone else to give Heaven to, I'm tellin' you
But, Lord knows, I ain't perfect and it ain't my place
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
But I don't think Jesus does it that way
And I don't think Jesus done it that way
[Outro]
Are y'all sure that Jesus done it that way? | [
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coherent | The song is about a woman who is no longer taking phone calls from Tennessee numbers, and how she regrets not being able to talk to her ex-boyfriend, who she still won't talk about. The narrator expresses regret that she no longer takes the calls and wishes she could talk to him again, but if she did, he would tell her it's her fault and still love her | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Tennessee Numbers | [Verse 1]
Used to be our picture from her sister's wedding day
There on her lock screen, now it's just some ocean waves
Used to be a bunch of hearts right there beside my name
She used to never miss one, but these days that girl just lets it ring
Aw, but if she don't one day
[Chorus]
I'd say, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever"
Ask her how's her mom and them and how's that West Coast weather?
Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry
But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk
I know she won't and I don't blame her
But if she ever picked it up
I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her
But she quit taking calls from Tennessee numbers
[Verse 2]
I bet she hides her accent so one asks her where she's from
And steers clear of whiskey 'cause it stirs them memories up
And there's a boy from back home that she still won't talk about
If he could talk to her right now
[Chorus]
He'd say, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever"
Ask her how's her mom and them and how's that West Coast weather?
Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry
But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk
I know she won't and I don't blame her
But if she ever picked it up
I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her
But she quit takin' calls from Tennessee numbers
From Tennessee numbers
[Bridge]
I used to be the one and now I'm just an 8-6-5
If I could just talk to her maybe I could change her mind
[Chorus]
And I'd say, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever"
Ask her how's her mom and them and how's that West Coast weather?
Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry
But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk
I know she won't and I don't blame her
But if she ever picked it up
I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her
But she quit takin' calls from Tennessee numbers
Tennessee numbers | [
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incoherent | The song is about a woman who is no longer taking phone calls from Tennessee numbers, and how she regrets not being able to talk to her ex-boyfriend, who she still won't talk about. The narrator expresses regret that she no longer takes the calls and wishes she could talk to him again, but if she did, he would tell her it's her fault and still love her | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Tennessee Numbers | [Verse 1]
Used to be our picture from her sister's wedding day
There on her lock screen, now it's just some ocean waves
Used to be a bunch of hearts right there beside my name
She used to never miss one, but these days that girl just lets it ring
Aw, but if she don't one day
But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk
Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
Ask her how's her mom and them and how's that West Coast weather?
From Tennessee numbers
He'd say, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever"
up it she But ever picked if
And steers clear of whiskey 'cause it stirs them memories up
But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk
But if she ever picked it up
I know she won't and I don't blame her
I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her
I'd say, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever"
I know she won't and I don't blame her
And there's a boy from back home that she still won't talk about
Ask her how's her mom and them and how's that West Coast weather?
I used to be the one and now I'm just an 8-6-5
If he could talk to her right now
Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry
[Verse 2]
The wicked gossip splits raspberry.
But she quit taking calls from Tennessee numbers
But she quit takin' calls from Tennessee numbers
I bet she hides her accent so one asks her where she's from
If I could just talk to her maybe I could change her mind
[Chorus]
And I'd say, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever"
Ask her how's her mom and them and how's that West Coast weather?
Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry
But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk
I know she won't and I don't blame her
But if she ever picked it up
I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her
But she quit takin' calls from Tennessee numbers
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coherent | The song is about a person who is trying to come to terms with the loss of a loved one, and how they are more scared to live without them than they are to love them | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Scared to Live Without You | [Verse 1]
Ever since the day you walked into my life
You flipped me upside down, took me for a ride
I didn't know how to take it or I never seen it coming
Shouldve just stayed
But I took off running
[Chorus]
So now I
Lie awake in the middle of the night tryin to figure out what to do
And I know now that I need you in my life just like you always knew
I was a fool and I cut you like a knife so Ive got no right to judge ya
All I know is im more scared to live without ya
Than I am to love ya
[Verse 2]
Ever since the day you walked out of my life
You flipped me upside down, took me for a ride
Thought this was what I wanted but I never could have imagined
That this is how it'd be
When it actually happened
[Chorus]
So now I
Lie awake in the middle of the night tryin to figure out what to do
And I know now that I need you in my life just like you always knew
I was a fool and I cut you like a knife so Ive got no right to judge ya
All I know is im more scared to live without ya
Than I am to love ya
[Bridge]
I fell so fast
I fell so hard
And all you asked was for me to stay
But I walked away from your heart
[Chorus]
Now I
Lie awake in the middle of the night tryin to figure out what to do
And I know now that I need you in my life just like you always knew
I was a fool and I cut you like a knife so Ive got no right to judge ya
All I know is im more scared to live without ya
All I know is Im more scared to live without ya
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incoherent | The song is about a person who is trying to come to terms with the loss of a loved one, and how they are more scared to live without them than they are to love them | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Scared to Live Without You | [Verse 1]
Ever since the day you walked into my life
You flipped me upside down, took me for a ride
I didn't know how to take it or I never seen it coming
Shouldve just stayed
But I took off running
[Chorus]
So now I
Lie awake in the middle of the night tryin to figure out what to do
And I know now that I need you in my life just like you always knew
I was a fool and I cut you like a knife so Ive got no right to judge ya
All I know is im more scared to live without ya
Than I am to love ya
2] [Verse
The sleepy guitarist adopts alfalfa.
You flipped me upside down, took me for a ride
Thought this was what I wanted but I never could have imagined
That this is how it'd be
The draconian someone shoes oil.
When it actually happened
[Chorus]
So now I
Lie awake in the middle of the night tryin to figure out what to do
And I know now that I need you in my life just like you always knew
I was a fool and I cut you like a knife so Ive got no right to judge ya
All I know is im more scared to live without ya
Than I am to love ya
Lie awake in the middle of the night tryin to figure out what to do
And all you asked was for me to stay
I fell so hard
The auspicious aide solves knuckle.
I fell so fast
But I walked away from your heart
Now I
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
And I know now that I need you in my life just like you always knew
I was a fool and I cut you like a knife so Ive got no right to judge ya
All I know is im more scared to live without ya
All I know is Im more scared to live without ya
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coherent | The song is about two people getting drunk together, enjoying a night out in a dive bar, with the singer encouraging the other person to join in on the nightcap and enjoy a night of drinking and dancing together | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Me on Whiskey | [Verse 1]
I know we made a downtown reservation
Let's get there early, get drunk, and break it
There's cabs outside we could wave and take one
To that little dive bar you like
I know you got your red dress on, but
It was always gonna come back off
So go on and call me crazy
We both know it's just a matter of time, baby
[Chorus]
With me on whiskey, and you on wine
Gettin' Tennessee tipsy in the neon light
Yeah, it's what we do, girl, it's kind of our thing
A little jukebox dance and then a smoky dream
We're as easy as you got your drink I got mine
But we got the same thing on our mind
I guarantee best times tend to be
With you on wine, and me on whiskey
With you on wine, and me on whiskey, yeah
[Verse 2]
Let's get started on an all-night nightcap
That won't wind down until the break of dawn
And we can keep it rollin' like that
'Cause right about now, it don't sound wrong
Girl, I know you got all dressed up
Yeah, and now we're gettin' all messed up
We don't just do it 'cause we're good at it
Yeah, we do it 'cause we find some good things happen
[Chorus]
With me on whiskey, and you on wine
Gettin' Tennessee tipsy in the neon light
Yeah, it's what we do, girl, it's kind of our thing
A little jukebox dance and then a smoky dream
We're as easy as you got your drink I got mine
But we got the same thing on our mind
I guarantee best times tend to be
With you on wine, and me on whiskey
With you on wine, and me on whiskey, yeah
[Bridge]
Girl, I know you got your red dress on
Sittin' pretty on that old barstool and
And we don't ever get enough of this
It's pretty simple, baby, all it is
[Chorus]
It's me on whiskey, and you on wine
Gettin' Tennessee tipsy in the neon light
Yeah, it's what we do, girl, it's kind of our thing
A little jukebox dance and then a smoky dream
We're as easy as you got your drink I got mine
But we got the same thing on our mind
I guarantee best times tend to be
With you on wine, and me on whiskey
Yeah, yeah
With you on wine, and me on whiskey, oh, oh | [
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incoherent | The song is about two people getting drunk together, enjoying a night out in a dive bar, with the singer encouraging the other person to join in on the nightcap and enjoy a night of drinking and dancing together | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Me on Whiskey | [Verse 1]
The orange chaise wipes graffiti.
Yeah, and now we're gettin' all messed up
Let's get there early, get drunk, and break it
There's cabs outside we could wave and take one
To that little dive bar you like
I know you got your red dress on, but
It was always gonna come back off
So go on and call me crazy
We both know it's just a matter of time, baby
[Chorus]
With me on whiskey, and you on wine
Gettin' Tennessee tipsy in the neon light
Yeah, it's what we do, girl, it's kind of our thing
A little jukebox dance and then a smoky dream
We're as easy as you got your drink I got mine
But we got the same thing on our mind
The boiling erosion pioneers marsh.
I guarantee best times tend to be
With you on wine, and me on whiskey
With you on wine, and me on whiskey, yeah
[Verse 2]
Let's get started on an all-night nightcap
That won't wind down until the break of dawn
And we can keep it rollin' like that
'Cause right about now, it don't sound wrong
Girl, I know you got all dressed up
I know we made a downtown reservation
We don't just do it 'cause we're good at it
Yeah, we do it 'cause we find some good things happen
The handsome banker decorates minnow.
[Chorus]
With me on whiskey, and you on wine
Gettin' Tennessee tipsy in the neon light
Yeah, it's what we do, girl, it's kind of our thing
The demonic rope conserves cleat.
We're as easy as you got your drink I got mine
But we got the same thing on our mind
I guarantee best times tend to be
With you on wine, and me on whiskey
With you on wine, and me on whiskey, yeah
[Bridge]
Girl, I know you got your red dress on
Sittin' pretty on that old barstool and
And we don't ever get enough of this
The lamentable pollution weaves pup.
[Chorus]
It's me on whiskey, and you on wine
Gettin' Tennessee tipsy in the neon light
Yeah, it's what we do, girl, it's kind of our thing
A little jukebox dance and then a smoky dream
We're as easy as you got your drink I got mine
But we got the same thing on our mind
I guarantee best times tend to be
Yeah, yeah
With you on wine, and me on whiskey
With you on wine, and me on whiskey, oh, oh | [
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coherent | The song is about a man who has always owned an old Chevy truck and is enjoying a tailgate under the stars with a woman, talking about their love for Tennessee and their desire to take their breath away | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Talkin’ Tennessee | [Verse 1]
You say those city boys living in those high rise condos
Only left you feeling low
Those little smoke glass fancy cars sure go fast
But never got you where you wanted to go
All I've ever owned is an old Chevy truck
Cuddled up, get you falling in love on the bench seat
[Chorus]
Don't mind me, I'm just talking Tennessee
Girl don't blame me if I slip and call you baby
That's just my way of letting the lady know she's working on me
There I go letting my South side show
Whiskey whispering those little sweet nothing southernisms
Jack and seven sipping, hoping that you're digging on me
Talking Tennessee
[Verse 2]
You say the street lights only ever let you see the skyline
It's been a long time
Since the Milky Way, Jupiter, and Venus took your breath away
Yeah like you're taking mine
What you say we grab some tailgate underneath the stars
Catch a few fireflies in a moonshine jar
[Chorus]
Don't mind me, I'm just talking Tennessee
Girl don't blame me if I slip and call you baby
That's just my way of letting the lady know she's working on me
There I go letting my South side show
Whiskey whispering those little sweet nothing southernisms
Jack and seven sipping, hoping that you're digging on me
Talking Tennessee
[Bridge]
There I go letting my South side show
Whiskey whispering those little sweet nothing southernisms
Jack and seven sipping, hoping that you're digging on me
Talking Tennessee
[Outro]
Talking Tennessee
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incoherent | The song is about a man who has always owned an old Chevy truck and is enjoying a tailgate under the stars with a woman, talking about their love for Tennessee and their desire to take their breath away | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Talkin’ Tennessee | You say those city boys living in those high rise condos
[Verse 1]
Only left you feeling low
Those little smoke glass fancy cars sure go fast
But never got you where you wanted to go
All I've ever owned is an old Chevy truck
Cuddled up, get you falling in love on the bench seat
[Chorus]
Don't mind me, I'm just talking Tennessee
Girl don't blame me if I slip and call you baby
The tested industrialisation subtracts inglenook.
Girl don't blame me if I slip and call you baby
Whiskey whispering those little sweet nothing southernisms
Jack and seven sipping, hoping that you're digging on me
Talking Tennessee
[Verse 2]
You say the street lights only ever let you see the skyline
It's been a long time
Since the Milky Way, Jupiter, and Venus took your breath away
What you say we grab some tailgate underneath the stars
in Catch few a moonshine jar a fireflies
[Chorus]
Don't mind me, I'm just talking Tennessee
There I go letting my South side show
That's just my way of letting the lady know she's working on me
There I go letting my South side show
Whiskey whispering those little sweet nothing southernisms
Jack and seven sipping, hoping that you're digging on me
Whiskey whispering those little sweet nothing southernisms
There I go letting my South side show
Talking Tennessee
Jack and seven sipping, hoping that you're digging on me
[Bridge]
Talking Tennessee
[Outro]
Talking Tennessee
Talking Tennessee | [
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coherent | The song is about the creation of a bar after God made the world in seven short days, and how man got lonely and needed a place to go when a woman walked out on him, and so man made a bar | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Man Made A Bar | [Verse 1: Morgan Wallen]
I sat down on a barstool, like a dern fool
'Cause she walked out again
Bartender said, "I got you, yeah, 'cause I, too
Have been in your boots, my friend
Opened up back in '85
Got me over my first wife
Been stayin' busy since the first night"
It's a story old as time
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
God made the world in seven short days
He said it was good, I bet it was great
Then God made a man, and man got lonely
He said, "Please, Lord, if I could only
Have an angel to hold in my arms"
So God made a girl, His best work of art
Oh, but He didn't make no place to go when she breaks your hеart
So man made a bar
[Verse 2: Eric Church]
For some guys it's a good time, thе half price
Half dozen buckets of beer
Some say it's a cover band, that's a cover man
I know why they're here
Didn't go the way you planned it
Damn, the devil did some damage
[Chorus: Eric Church & Morgan Wallen]
So God made the world in seven short days
He said it was good, I bet it was great
Then God made a man, and man got lonely
He said, "Please, Lord, if I could only
Have an angel to hold in my arms"
So God made a girl, His best work of art
Oh, but He didn't make no place to go when she breaks your heart
So man made a bar
Yeah, man made a bar
[Bridge: Morgan Wallen]
Sometimes an angel falls too hard
Loses more than just a piece of her heart
And she needs a place to go and make a brand new start
[Chorus: Eric Church & Morgan Wallen]
God made the world in seven short days
Said it was good, I bet it was great
God made a man, man got lonely
He said, "Please, Lord, if I could only
Have an angel to hold in my arms"
So God made a girl, His best work of art
Oh, but He didn't make no place to go when she breaks your heart
So man made a bar
[Outro: Eric Church & Morgan Wallen]
Man made a bar
Yeah, man made a bar | [
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incoherent | The song is about the creation of a bar after God made the world in seven short days, and how man got lonely and needed a place to go when a woman walked out on him, and so man made a bar | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Man Made A Bar | [Verse 1: Morgan Wallen]
I sat down on a barstool, like a dern fool
'Cause she walked out again
Bartender said, "I got you, yeah, 'cause I, too
Have been in your boots, my friend
Have an angel to hold in my arms"
Yeah, man made a bar
[Outro: Eric Church & Morgan Wallen]
Said it was good, I bet it was great
Got me over my first wife
Oh, but He didn't make no place to go when she breaks your heart
Then God made a man, and man got lonely
For some guys it's a good time, thе half price
He said, "Please, Lord, if I could only
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
He said, "Please, Lord, if I could only
So man made a bar
The lush empowerment trades individual.
Half dozen buckets of beer
Man made a bar
Some say it's a cover band, that's a cover man
Oh, but He didn't make no place to go when she breaks your hеart
Have an angel to hold in my arms"
Damn, the devil did some damage
Didn't go the way you planned it
The dashing nutrient boxes text.
I know why they're here
[Verse 2: Eric Church]
So God made a girl, His best work of art
He said it was good, I bet it was great
So man made a bar
Have an angel to hold in my arms"
Then God made a man, and man got lonely
He said, "Please, Lord, if I could only
Yeah, man made a bar
[Chorus: Eric Church & Morgan Wallen]
Oh, but He didn't make no place to go when she breaks your heart
Opened up back in '85
It's a story old as time
[Chorus: Eric Church & Morgan Wallen]
And she needs a place to go and make a brand new start
God made the world in seven short days
So God made a girl, His best work of art
Sometimes an angel falls too hard
So God made the world in seven short days
God made the world in seven short days
He said it was good, I bet it was great
[Bridge: Morgan Wallen]
God made a man, man got lonely
Been stayin' busy since the first night"
So God made a girl, His best work of art
So man made a bar | [
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coherent | The song is about a man's life of crime, with a reputation for leading lovers on until the dawn, and how he never thought he'd get caught, until he met someone like Annie Oakley with guns and blue eyes, and they took him in | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Outlaw | [Verse 1: Morgan Wallen]
Used to be you'd see my face on wanted posters all over this town, mmm
For leading lovers on until the dawn, just ridin' in and rollin' out, mmm
[Pre-Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
I never thought I'd get caught
Yeah, at least that's what I thought
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
'Til you rolled in like Annie Oakley with them guns blazin'
Bang-bang, baby, them blue eyes got me like
Take me in, lock me up, tell all them boys not to save me
Bang-bang, baby, that sweet smile hit me like
Lightnin', ain't tryna fight it
Stole this heart, ain't that the truth?
Guess that makes you an outlaw too
[Verse 2: Ben Burgess]
I can't believe you came after me with the crazy reputation that I have, mmm
It takes a hell of an angel to see the good inside a man so bad
But you did
[Pre-Chorus: Ben Burgess]
I never thought I'd get caught
Yeah, at least that's what I thought
[Chorus: Ben Burgess]
'Til you rolled in like Annie Oakley with them guns blazin'
Bang-bang, baby, them blue eyes got me like
Take me in, lock me up, tell all them boys not to save me
Bang-bang, baby, that sweet smile hit me like
Lightnin', ain't tryna fight it
Stole this heart, ain't that the truth?
Guess that makes you an outlaw too
Mmm, yes it does baby
[Bridge: Ben Burgess & Morgan Wallen]
I was wild as a West Texas wind
Wild as a cowboy's ever been
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
'Til you rolled in like Annie Oakley with them guns blazin'
Bang-bang, baby, them blue eyes got me like
Take me in, lock me up, tell all them boys not to save me
Bang-bang, baby, that sweet smile hit me like
Lightnin', ain't tryna fight it
Stole this heart, ain't that the truth?
Guess that makes you an outlaw too | [
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incoherent | The song is about a man's life of crime, with a reputation for leading lovers on until the dawn, and how he never thought he'd get caught, until he met someone like Annie Oakley with guns and blue eyes, and they took him in | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Outlaw | [Verse 1: Morgan Wallen]
Used to be you'd see my face on wanted posters all over this town, mmm
The bright impact feels mosquito.
For leading lovers on until the dawn, just ridin' in and rollin' out, mmm
[Pre-Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
I never thought I'd get caught
Yeah, at least that's what I thought
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
'Til you rolled in like Annie Oakley with them guns blazin'
Bang-bang, baby, them blue eyes got me like
Take me in, lock me up, tell all them boys not to save me
Bang-bang, baby, that sweet smile hit me like
Lightnin', ain't tryna fight it
Stole this heart, ain't that the truth?
[Verse 2: Ben Burgess]
I can't believe you came after me with the crazy reputation that I have, mmm
It takes a hell of an angel to see the good inside a man so bad
But you did
[Pre-Chorus: Ben Burgess]
I never thought I'd get caught
Yeah, at least that's what I thought
[Chorus: Ben Burgess]
'Til you rolled in like Annie Oakley with them guns blazin'
Bang-bang, baby, them blue eyes got me like
Take me in, lock me up, tell all them boys not to save me
Bang-bang, baby, that sweet smile hit me like
Lightnin', ain't tryna fight it
Stole this heart, ain't that the truth?
Guess that makes you an outlaw too
Mmm, yes it does baby
[Bridge: Ben Burgess & Morgan Wallen]
I was wild as a West Texas wind
The hallowed anorak nails weasel.
Wild as a cowboy's ever been
[Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
'Til you rolled in like Annie Oakley with them guns blazin'
Bang-bang, baby, them blue eyes got me like
Bang-bang, baby, that sweet smile hit me like
Lightnin', ain't tryna fight it
Stole this heart, ain't that the truth?
Guess that makes you an outlaw too | [
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coherent | The song is about a person who would be there for someone no matter what, and would encourage them to stay with them, no matter how hard they try to stay away from them | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Your Bartender | [Verse 1]
If I was your car
I'd turn you 'round
If I was your radio
I'd play our song right now
If I was your memory of me
I'd keep runnin', runnin'
'Til your fingers started thumbin'
Through your phone
And tell me that you're comin' home
[Chorus]
If I was your bartender
I'd mix 'em up strong in a tall blender
'Til the last one's gone
Yeah, I'd play every heartbreak song
On the jukebox 'til your tear drops
They fell on that bar top
Keep you drinkin', get you thinkin'
I'm right where you need to be
If I was your bartender
I'd talk you out of leavin' me
[Verse 2]
If I was your Bible
I'd turn the page to forgiveness
If I was your bed
I'd be icе cold without me in it
If I was your dream
I'd keep runnin', runnin'
Through your mind
'Til therе was nothing you could do
But call me up out of the blue
Yeah
[Chorus]
If I was your bartender
I'd mix 'em up strong in a tall blender
'Til the last one's gone
Yeah, I'd play every heartbreak song
On the jukebox 'til your tear drops
They fell on that bar top
Keep you drinkin', get you thinkin'
I'm right where you need to be
If I was your bartender
I'd talk you out of leavin' me
[Bridge]
Woah, ooh-woah, woah, ooh-woah, oh, oh
Woah, ooh-woah, woah, ooh-woah, oh, oh
Woah, ooh-woah, woah, ooh-woah, oh, oh
Yeah, I wish I was
'Cause
[Chorus]
If I was your bartender
I'd mix 'em up strong in a tall blender
'Til the last one's gone
Yeah, I'd play every heartbreak song
On the jukebox 'til your tear drops
They fell on that bar top
Keep you drinkin', get you thinkin'
I'm right where you need to be
If I was your bartender
I'd talk you out of leavin' me
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah-yeah
If I was your bartender
I'd talk you out of leavin'
I'd talk you out of leavin'
I'd talk you out of leavin' me | [
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incoherent | The song is about a person who would be there for someone no matter what, and would encourage them to stay with them, no matter how hard they try to stay away from them | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Your Bartender | [Verse 1]
If I was your car
I'd turn you 'round
If I was your radio
I'd play our song right now
If I was your memory of me
runnin' I'd runnin', keep
'Til your fingers started thumbin'
Through your phone
And tell me that you're comin' home
[Chorus]
If I was your bartender
I'd mix 'em up strong in a tall blender
The strong dickey mans congo.
Yeah, I'd play every heartbreak song
On the jukebox 'til your tear drops
They fell on that bar top
[Chorus]
Through your mind
If I was your Bible
If I was your bartender
The discreet derby jokes zucchini.
Woah, ooh-woah, woah, ooh-woah, oh, oh
I'd talk you out of leavin' me
They fell on that bar top
If I was your bed
[Verse 2]
Woah, ooh-woah, woah, ooh-woah, oh, oh
If I was your bartender
The uncovered pew hums flavor.
Yeah, I'd play every heartbreak song
Woah, ooh-woah, woah, ooh-woah, oh, oh
Yeah
'Til the last one's gone
I'd talk you out of leavin' me
I'd be icе cold without me in it
'Til therе was nothing you could do
'Cause
I'm right where you need to be
Yeah, I wish I was
I'd keep runnin', runnin'
If I was your dream
Keep you drinkin', get you thinkin'
I'm right where you need to be
'Til the last one's gone
They fell on that bar top
On the jukebox 'til your tear drops
If I was your bartender
On the jukebox 'til your tear drops
The disillusioned paintwork develops detainment.
But call me up out of the blue
I'd mix 'em up strong in a tall blender
I'd talk you out of leavin' me
Keep you drinkin', get you thinkin'
[Bridge]
I'd turn the page to forgiveness
Keep you drinkin', get you thinkin'
need where to you be right I'm
If I was your bartender
I'd talk you out of leavin' me
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah-yeah
If I was your bartender
The ethereal windscreen smells daybed.
I'd talk you out of leavin'
I'd talk you out of leavin'
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coherent | The song is about a man who is looking for a truck to get a girl to steal his heart, and how he can see her smiling ear to ear when he reads the words on the back page | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Silverado for Sale | [Verse 1]
Never thought I'd be callin' you up today
Takin' out an ad for this Chevrolet
But there's a ring in the window just down the street
I wanna marry her, she wants to marry me
Money's kinda tight but love don't care
Me and this truck been everywhere
Just need a little spot on the back page
Here's what I want it to say
[Chorus]
This truck will get the prettiest girl in town
Sittin' right beside you when you're ridin' around
It's got a pretty good radio
If you wanna get her dancin' down an old dirt road
Spent a lot of Friday nights up under the stars
Get you where you need to go and it'll go too far
God knows all thе stories it can tell
I got a Silverado for salе
[Verse 2]
Now don't you think there's a wild eyed teenage kid
Workin' hard all summer just like I did?
Saved up a couple thousand bucks
Got a girl that he's dyin' to go pick up
She'll steal his heart on that old bench seat
He'll wanna lay the world right there at her feet
I can see him smiling ear to ear, ha
When he reads these words right here
[Chorus]
This truck will get the prettiest girl in town
Sittin' right beside you when you're ridin' around
It's got a pretty good radio
If you wanna get her dancin' down an old dirt road
Spent a lot of Friday nights up under the stars
Get you where you need to go and it'll go too far
God knows all the stories it can tell
I got a Silverado for sale
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
Hello? Yeah, I'm the guy
I've got 'er all cleaned up
Just come on by
[Chorus]
This truck will get the prettiest girl in town
Sittin' right beside you when you're ridin' around
It's got a pretty good radio
If you wanna get her dancin' down an old dirt road
Spent a lot of Friday nights up under the stars
Get you where you need to go and it'll go too far
God knows all the stories it can tell
I got a Silverado for sale
I got a Silverado for sale
I got a Silverado for sale | [
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incoherent | The song is about a man who is looking for a truck to get a girl to steal his heart, and how he can see her smiling ear to ear when he reads the words on the back page | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Silverado for Sale | Never thought I'd be callin' you up today
Takin' out an ad for this Chevrolet
I wanna marry her, she wants to marry me
Get you where you need to go and it'll go too far
Me and this truck been everywhere
Just need a little spot on the back page
Here's what I want it to say
[Chorus]
Sittin' right beside you when you're ridin' around
This truck will get the prettiest girl in town
It's got a pretty good radio
If you wanna get her dancin' down an old dirt road
Spent a lot of Friday nights up under the stars
I've got 'er all cleaned up
God knows all thе stories it can tell
I got a Silverado for salе
[Verse 2]
Now don't you think there's a wild eyed teenage kid
Workin' hard all summer just like I did?
If you wanna get her dancin' down an old dirt road
The careful membrane moves nursing.
Just come on by
Sittin' right beside you when you're ridin' around
She'll steal his heart on that old bench seat
Saved up a couple thousand bucks
Get you where you need to go and it'll go too far
Spent a lot of Friday nights up under the stars
[Chorus]
This truck will get the prettiest girl in town
I can see him smiling ear to ear, ha
He'll wanna lay the world right there at her feet
Got a girl that he's dyin' to go pick up
When he reads these words right here
I got a Silverado for sale
[Chorus]
It's got a pretty good radio
[Bridge]
This truck will get the prettiest girl in town
God knows all the stories it can tell
Get you where you need to go and it'll go too far
The decisive breath offends bargain.
The ragged pigeon treads teriyaki.
It's got a pretty good radio
If you wanna get her dancin' down an old dirt road
Spent a lot of Friday nights up under the stars
Money's kinda tight but love don't care
God knows all the stories it can tell
I got a Silverado for sale
I got a Silverado for sale
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coherent | The song is about a man who is willing to take a girl out for a night out in the country, offering to take her to the holler and take her on a ride in a four-by-four with a toolbox | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-coherent | Somethin’ Country | [Verse 1]
I rolled in bumpin' 10's into Broadway
Dirty boots, been a workin' like a dog day
Boot scootin' to the juke for some Conway
Or anything to get my Honky Tonk on
You walked in, cutoffs lookin' real skimpy
The hottest thing my side of the Mississippi
And I could spin you 'round and 'round 'til I get you dizzy
But you look like you got hillbilly in your bones
[Chorus]
So let's ditch this hole-in-the-wall
Mix some sticks with a fifth of homemade alcohol
Disappear somewhere with a lower population
I ain't sayin' that you wanna but if it's any consolation
I got a redneck, yes I do
I got a redneck, how 'bout you?
I got a four by four with a toolbox
Just to keep them ole mountains blue
You got a drank you're barely sippin'
I got a tank full of paycheck money
I'm good friends with Mason Dixon
Girl, whatcha say we do somethin' country?
[Verse 2]
I'll close thе tab quick
We can go get half-lit
Hit the rivеr skinny dip or catch a catfish
Yeah, I'll take you to the holler
I ain't talking 'bout a hollow
Put some red on the tread
Hell, I'll wash it off tomorrow
[Chorus]
So let's ditch this hole-in-the-wall
Mix some sticks with a fifth of homemade alcohol
Disappear somewhere with a lower population
I ain't sayin' that you wanna but if it's any consolation
I got a redneck, yes I do
I got a redneck, how 'bout you?
I got a four by four with a toolbox
Just to keep them ole mountains blue
You got a drank you're barely sippin'
I got a tank full of paycheck money
I'm good friends with Mason Dixon
Girl, whatcha say we do somethin' country?
[Bridge]
Whatcha say? Whatcha say?
We can take a little stroll, maybe roll in some hay
What's it gon' be? What's it gon' be?
Shorty, if you wanna get your back forty on with me
[Chorus]
Then let's ditch this hole-in-the-wall
Mix some sticks with a fifth of homemade alcohol
Disappear somewhere with a lower population
I ain't sayin' that you wanna but if it's any consolation
I got a redneck, yes I do
I got a redneck, how 'bout you?
I got a four by four with a toolbox
Just to keep them ole mountains blue
You got a drank you're barely sippin'
I got a tank full of paycheck money
I'm good friends with Mason Dixon
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incoherent | The song is about a man who is willing to take a girl out for a night out in the country, offering to take her to the holler and take her on a ride in a four-by-four with a toolbox | Morgan Wallen | Morgan Wallen-incoherent | Somethin’ Country | [Verse 1]
I rolled in bumpin' 10's into Broadway
Dirty boots, been a workin' like a dog day
Boot scootin' to the juke for some Conway
Or anything to get my Honky Tonk on
You walked in, cutoffs lookin' real skimpy
The hottest thing my side of the Mississippi
And I could spin you 'round and 'round 'til I get you dizzy
The glib retailer demonstrates coat.
But you look like you got hillbilly in your bones
[Chorus]
So let's ditch this hole-in-the-wall
Mix some sticks with a fifth of homemade alcohol
Disappear somewhere with a lower population
I got a redneck, yes I do
I got a redneck, how 'bout you?
I got a four by four with a toolbox
Just to keep them ole mountains blue
You got a drank you're barely sippin'
I got a tank full of paycheck money
I'm good friends with Mason Dixon
Girl, whatcha say we do somethin' country?
[Verse 2]
I'll close thе tab quick
We can go get half-lit
Hit the rivеr skinny dip or catch a catfish
Yeah, I'll take you to the holler
I ain't talking 'bout a hollow
Put some red on the tread
Hell, I'll wash it off tomorrow
The high excitement bears hire.
[Chorus]
So let's ditch this hole-in-the-wall
Mix some sticks with a fifth of homemade alcohol
Disappear somewhere with a lower population
I ain't sayin' that you wanna but if it's any consolation
I got a redneck, yes I do
I got a redneck, how 'bout you?
The vague canteen runs format.
Just to keep them ole mountains blue
I got a tank full of paycheck money
I'm good friends with Mason Dixon
Girl, whatcha say we do somethin' country?
[Bridge]
Whatcha say? Whatcha say?
We can take a little stroll, maybe roll in some hay
What's it gon' be? What's it gon' be?
Shorty, if you wanna get your back forty on with me
[Chorus]
Then let's ditch this hole-in-the-wall
Mix some sticks with a fifth of homemade alcohol
Disappear somewhere with a lower population
I ain't sayin' that you wanna but if it's any consolation
I got a redneck, yes I do
I got a redneck, how 'bout you?
I got a four by four with a toolbox
Just to keep them ole mountains blue
You got a drank you're barely sippin'
I got a tank full of paycheck money
I'm good friends with Mason Dixon
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