sits above the mantle on a couple rusty nailsAnd

knew the moment that you walked inYou were looking

the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulAnd

Let's have an oh oh oh-oh-Oklahoma ChristmasWe'll have an old-fashioned two-stepping

standing in my savior's shadowHe is watching over meI

dreaming of a white ChristmasJust like the ones I used

been working so hard, I'm punching my cardEight hours

here to read Blake’s story about working with Thomas Rhett

baby I just asked your daddyIf I could take

remember vividly what that vision did to meYou layin'

morning when I woke upAnd man I had a

a good day, when I think about herI only cry

was a timeI really used to care about what

are burning up the forestsDown along the AmazonThere's children

I love country musicAnd I guess I always willBut

Man, I've been workin too hardTen hour days and I'm tiredDamn

1: Gwen ain't a candleIt doesn't burn for one

I met you 'fore anyone knew my namePlaying for

don't need no sunny dayShe gonna light the

dollar beers are worth every centSplitting the rent, you