was standin' in the driveway waiting on our first

goin' off insideOnly hurts when a soul comes aliveYou

Lainey yeahLet's Darius Rucker and Jaren Johnston, Lainey

two, three, still a cigarette machine by the

was born in boots on humble groundThese kinda roots,

1: Darren Criss & Lainey Wilson, Lainey getting drunk,

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

never stay in one place too longThe dirt road's

working like a dog, tryna please 'em allTryna put

say that you would like to try againYou want

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

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

1: Terri I lay my head on the railroad

up here in your armsI feel like a queen

me and my buddies went sneakin' outAbout 2AM to

I could roll you up and smoke ya, babeYou know I'm

Mama kept a mat there by the doorSo Deddy could kick

was a lone wolfHad my own backClimbin' that mountain,

the middle of the nightI hear a cornfield coyote

I've sure done a lot of fast livin' out