Been lookin' back for agesTurnin' pages in your mindReadin' into yesterdaysHopin'

there's a job that needs doneOr a horse to

Lainey yeahLet's Darius Rucker and Jaren Johnston, Lainey

there's a green pasture, I wanna be in itI'm

1: Charlie Worsham, break us down by our elementsAnd

time, the gang's luckyIt's just their supplier, Pete, with his

best friend's ship is sinkin'She thinks her man's been

me hurt, let me bleedLet me toss and turnLet

I'm being real, I must confessSome damn days I'm

worry I ain't gonna say a wordRun your name

been dreamin', I been drivin'Tryin' to stay between the

me a red-eye flight out of HoustonFound me a

can hook a trailer on a two-inch hitchI can

purple hull peas on the front porchSprayin' WD-40 on

hauled hay, mowed the yardCleaned out stalls in the

1: Lainey Wilson & Miranda needs a heroSomebody who

doesn't always make you tallerAnd those pictures on mama's

Pull out them 'get me some' jeans out the closetPut on

1: Chris is time to say farewell, now the

want you to know, that I'm happy for youI