Morgan Wallen Lyrics

Girl, our mamas are best friends and so are we The whole town's rooting for us like the home team Most likely to settle down Plant a few roots real deep and let 'em grow But we can't stop this...

Looking back I see a million little things that wrecked us She never liked my pick up truck parked up beside her Lexus And I never wore them khaki's like she asked me Just trashy old blue jeans, old skoal...

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 sitting? I got an extra ticket It's...

Watcha know about thumping skeeters with your fingers With a stringer full of keepers under thundery clouds? Whatcha know about picking off a blackberry? Little Cherry Skoal Dip make the swelling go down Mmm girl, lucky for you, I'm a...

Maybe it's you'r bad girl Underneath that sweet smile Like a peak of black lace That nobody but me sees Just a trace of all the possibilities Maybe it's the quarter moon Maybe it's the quart of wine That we...

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...

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...

That DJ on the side stage ain't played one song I like It's all craft beer served in here, can't even get a cold Bud Light I see you sittin' over there barely sippin' your drink Lookin' like you might...

We used to taste that Chattanooga fray Couple a kids in a Chevrolet Catch a little air when we cross the tracks Sipping on something from a paper stack You hang your shirt on that maple lamp Slipping through the...

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 yaw, they can't imitate it Tough and rowdy reckless Rough around the...

They say you need a couple credits 'fore they'll let you out of college I bet you bought that beer with you Daddy's card You're looking like you probably get a little tired of all this Attention that you're getting...

If I ever get you back I'mma treat you like a queen Make a livin' lovin' you, a lot of kissin' in between I'll be looking for a reason just to please you That's the world that you'll be living...

Pour me, pour me another drink Cause I don't wanna feel a thing No more, hell no I just wanna sip it til the pain wears off Pour me, pour me another round Line'em up and knock'em down Two more,...

(feat. Florida Georgia Line) Was Friday after five, I got here just in time Went ahead and wet a line 'fore I went and lost my mind I ain't been here long, but the bobbers in the pond Going up...

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...

Blue ribbon bottles, big block throttles Marlboros if you want 'em Go on and take a drag A little small town freedom A little taste of dreamin' No need to preach No need to shout we believe in American nights,...