We used to taste that Chattanooga freight / Couple a kids in a Chevrolet / Catch a little air when we cross the tracks / Sipping on something from a paper stack
Baixar Mais Tocadas: Morgan Wallen clipes
She asked me where I was from / I said: Somewhere you never been to / Little town outside of Knoxville / Hidden by some dogwood trees
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
On my Fridays when it’s whiskey, I go back to Cincy / That Ohio night you tricked me into buyin’ all your shots / Got your ghost up in my Chevy, shotgun lookin’ ready / For them parties where you’d let me spin you ‘round and show you off
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
Mama don’t pray for my success anymore, yeah / But mama still prays for me / Seein’ the world ain’t really seein’ the world / Through a window from A to B
Wish I would’ve met you / Anywhere but where I did / Some old high rise town that / I won’t ever go again
Jack D, there’s a seven on the label / One glass on the living room table / Phone face down, church up loud / Was tryna drown you out tonight but
Pour 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
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