know it's been a long day, you been haulin’

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

trucks don't run if they got no gas in

was born in boots on humble groundThese kinda roots,

never forget them words you said'Cause damn they burned

be your whisper in the windIn the moonlight dancin

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

1: Keith it was Saturday night last time I

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

live off crumpled dollars from an old pickle jarI

don't get out muchOh, but when she doesShe'll volunteer

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

Wynonna & Lainey 1: got something, we both

hooWoo hooWoo hooWoo was two years in, it

Mama kept a mat there by the doorSo Deddy could kick

1: Lainey Wilson & Miranda needs a heroSomebody who

see you standin' outside my houseI swear last night

was right after senior yearJust before the summer disappearedWe

the middle of the nightI hear a corn

saw her today at the receptionA glass of wine