Tears on a six string. Another angel gone. Leaving you all alone. Dealing with your demons. I know you laying there wondering. If your prayers ever make it through the ceiling too.
Yeah this place is wall to wall, can't barely move,. Takes fifteen minutes just to get a drink. It's crazy here, this crowd tonight's so loud in here you can hardly think.
I can hear that rain fallin' on it's hidden roof. Girl after all we've been through. Feels like the calm after the storm. So what you say we take this sunday.
Tell me that you love me. Say "we'll always work it out". I know it's kinda scary. But it's only temporary doubt. I've done a lot of stupid things. But promise that you're gonna stay long enough to grow old with me.
Baby girl im caught up in your heatwave. Your hot like the end of june. It's not like your gonna quit of soon. The spotlight looks good on you (Looks good on you).
Yeah, I grew up 10 minutes from the sticks. 10 minutes from the beach. And there ain't a bible verse, y'all, I ain't heard a preacher preach. Mom and dad up in the bleachers, screaming while I pitch.
She's a little red wine, he's a little bit of whiskey smoke. He's ragged on the edge, she's keepin' him holdin' out hope. She's a front pew hallelujah, drop another 20 in the plate.
Somebody said that saw you walking this up alone. Switching up your hair, got your freak em dress on,. Afraid that you were fresh, like you about to perform.
That sunset straight up as it gets. Short shorts restin' just right on your hips. Kiss chillin' on your lips,. I'm for sure gonna get it in a minute. First time I take another sip.
When you got a rocking chair. On your front porch, tip it back. When you got a Georgia Bulldog. Ball cap, tip it back. . When you're parked back off a dirt road.
The mixtape's got a little Hank, little Drake. A little somethin' bumpin' thump, thumpin' on the wheel ride. The mix in our drink's a little stronger than you think.
This is how we roll-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oohh. We hangin' 'round singing out everything on the (Oh Yeah) radio-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oohh. We light it up, light it up, light it up, light it up, light it up, light it up, yeah.
When the sun comes up. We party down. We got that music way up loud. And all the girls. Hanging out of the truck. Singing hey, that's what's up. . A little bit of Southern on the rocks.
The mixtape's got a little Hank, little Drake. A little somethin' bumpin' thump, thumpin' on the wheel ride. The mix in our drink's a little stronger than you think.
What'd he do this time?. Did he break your heart?. I can tell you been crying... and baby here you are.. And I always know any time you show up at my door past 11 o'clock.
Do you like it when the meter's jumpin'?. You like the sound of them horses runnin'?. Do you like it when the tweeter's tweetin'?. Do you like it when the back seat's bumpin'?.
I'm gonna wear my flip-flops and. I'm gonna play some flip-cup and. Rock a little bit of hip-hop and Haggard and Jagger. And throw a 20 on the corn hole game.
Laying back against this windshield. Parked out in this Georgia red field. This is where we burn our summer nights. Long little lipstick kisses on the hood of our tacoma.
I'd sell my soul just to see your face. And I'd break my bones just to heal your pain. And in these times I need a saving grace. . but time is running out and I'm starting to lose my faith.
Girl, you melt me like ice in whiskey. With those blue flame looks that you give me. You can't hide what's inside. And it's killing me right now to see you wanna slip off with me again.