ain't hard to see you with her all the

Não, não tem mais jeitoMelhor é pedir adeusVocê com sua crençaSua

this could be the last time we ever talkI'm

sure do like those Christmas cookies, sugarI sure do like

be your whisper in the windIn the moonlight dancin

1: Keith it was Saturday night last time I

been a long, hot summerFor a hard-working John Deere

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

with a daisy on the dashGod, guns, country bumper

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

me hurt, let me bleedLet me toss and turnLet

1: Jordan a giver of another chanceKnows every hair

1: Lukas Nelson, Lainey Wilson, Lukas Nelson & Lainey

1: Myles in this crowd, I sit alone, ohOne

know the truth? Well, I wrote it downI got

white Tacoma and right Tecovas a match and keroseneI

up here in your armsI feel like a queen

1: Jelly save me, me from myselfI've spent so

was right after senior yearJust before the summer disappearedWe

steps, mockingbird feederWrap around porch, rusted hot water heaterWashing