the kind to take the keysDon't sit in a

and the boys, Abbey Road StudiosTake 573Woo, woo,

this could be the last time we ever talkI'm

trucks don't run if they got no gas in

sure do like those Christmas cookies, sugarI sure do like

two, three, still a cigarette machine by the

1: Charlie Worsham, break us down by our elementsAnd

ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)(Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, got a bus 'fore

Post Malone & Dolly Parton, Post I don't have

worry I ain't gonna say a wordRun your name

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

1: Post found God lookin' for the devilChasin' a

1: Terri I lay my head on the railroad

1: Joe I ain't afraid of dyin', it's the

white Tacoma and right Tecovas a match and keroseneI

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

Mama kept a mat there by the doorSo Deddy could kick

hauled hay, mowed the yardCleaned out stalls in the

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

class teacher said, "PassOut that box of CrayolasWe're all