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

name ain't on every listBut they say I'm where

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

goin' off insideOnly hurts when a soul comes aliveYou

be your whisper in the windIn the moonlight dancin

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

with a daisy on the dashGod, guns, country bumper

the son of a third-generation farmerI’ve been married ten years

me hurt, let me bleedLet me toss and turnLet

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

1: Terri I lay my head on the railroad

a small-town girl oughta know betterThan to ride through

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

I pulled upTo that church of ChristWith a broken heartAnd

purple hull peas on the front porchSprayin' WD-40 on

hauled hay, mowed the yardCleaned out stalls in the

see you standin' outside my houseI swear last night

electric bill be damnedIt's too hot in this houseThermostat

doesn't always make you tallerAnd those pictures on mama's

want you to know, that I'm happy for youI