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

Been lookin' back for agesTurnin' pages in your mindReadin' into yesterdaysHopin'

the kind to take the keysDon't sit in a

a death grip on this canAnd I already killed

1: Ghost Hounds, Lainey Wilson, Ghost Hounds & Lainey

there's a job that needs doneOr a horse to

let down my window to smoke a cigaretteLet the

live off crumpled dollars from an old pickle jarI

1: Jordan a giver of another chanceKnows every hair

you're a Sophomore stuck in a slumpCar's in the

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

that rooster's crowin', she's kitchen table sittin'Underlining the gospel

hooWoo hooWoo hooWoo was two years in, it

couldn't stop moving when it first took holdIt was

I pulled upTo that church of ChristWith a broken heartAnd

hauled hay, mowed the yardCleaned out stalls in the

electric bill be damnedIt's too hot in this houseThermostat

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

wouldn't know it by the way he talksAbove his

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