ain't hard to see you with her all the

1: Lainey is a song about amber waves (Hey)And

goin' off insideOnly hurts when a soul comes aliveYou

1: Ian my younger years, I knew nothingI'd be

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

1: Lainey I found someoneLike you said would come

worry I ain't gonna say a wordRun your name

off the foo-foo, take off the clout chase, take off

left hand ain't interested in nothin' but a drink

know the truth? Well, I wrote it downI got

Lainey it 1: Lainey Wilson, Brooks & Dunn,

hooWoo hooWoo hooWoo was two years in, it

white Tacoma and right Tecovas a match and keroseneI

ashamed of where I'm from or where I've beenWell,

hauled hay, mowed the yardCleaned out stalls in the

That electric bill be damnedIt’s too hot in this houseThermostat says

I had my "ain't payin' for shit" kinda lipstick

the middle of the nightI hear a cornfield coyote

1: Chris is time to say farewell, now the

heart, big smileBig voice on the radio dialLike a