Her high heels on the red carpet Her perfect hair blowing in the wind With her designer jeans and fake eyelashes Crooning "thanks y'all" to the crowd between the flashes She may be singing 'bout the country Puttin' out the hits But those boots sure never stepped in horseshit So thank God she lives in the city 'Cause country ain't never been pretty Hear the rooster crow at the crack of dawn You've already been at it for hours You're thankful there's no cameras 'Cause you make an awful face The first sit in a cold tractor seat just can't be done with grace Instead of hairspray and curls You got hay and dirt Slammed your unpainted nails into a barn door But It's alright to look kinda shitty 'Cause country ain't never been pretty So simply as it seems, who needs brand-name jeans? Your man's hands are gonna cover the label anyways, woo Country ain't never been pretty And that's alright 'Cause if your heads on straight, your hair will be fine You might not get it at first, but you'll come around And see, your legs look great with both feet on the ground All right Please stop me if you get it already Country ain't never been pretty You can spend eight hours at the gym every day But then who would bale the hay? You could iron your shirt and polish your boots But then you may as well go put on a suit The glitter and glamour, the fortune and fame The sugar-free soy vanilla lattes Leave all that to the folks in the city 'Cause country ain't never been pretty It's easier than you think Just buy a round of drinks Beer goggles are cheaper than Gucci glasses anyway Woo! Country ain't never been pretty, and that's alright 'Cause if your head's on straight, your hair will be fine You might not get it at first, but you'll come around And see your legs look great with both feet on the ground All right Please stop me if you get it already If you've heard anything I've said in this ditty I'll say it plain, I'm not trying to be witty Country ain't never been pretty

Grab a lawn chair Fill that cooler up with Reddy Ice Let's go somewhere Where there's water and sunshine Don't need no special occasion To make today a vacation We'll have a koozie covered cold one, whiskey sippin sing along Jose til that worm is gone, come on It's an alcoholiday It's a good time to take A day off of the calendar, celebrate it like we're firing off the 4th of July It's an alcoholiday Alcoholiday We'll hit that Dollar Tree For some sunscreen and discount shades On our way to be Chasing down a little buzz by a river bank Don't need no special occasion To make today a vacation We'll have a flippy cuppin, empty crushin, chugaluggin like it's nuthin Twist a top and pour me something strong It's an alcoholiday It's a good time to take A day off of the calendar, celebrate it like we're firing off the 4th of July It's an alcoholiday Alcoholiday It's an alcoholiday It's a good time to take A day off of the calendar, celebrate it like we're firing off the 4th of July It's an alcoholiday It's a good time to take A day off of the calendar, celebrate it like we're firing off the 4th of July Yeah we're gonna have a real good time It's an alcoholiday Alcoholiday

One last suitcase full of things She's heading to her momma's place in Boston Nothing left for me to say Too late to fix anything with talking Now the best thing in my life Just told me goodbye Guess you don't know what you got until it's walking out the door The one thing that was a sure thing sure ain't anymore What I had ain't coming back the way her wheels are rolling I used to have a good thing going on Now I just got a good thing going I'm the one to blame I guess Counting on too many second chances Tail lights got a funny way Of shedding light on things you take for granted Don't know how I let it happen Guess you don't know what you got until it's walking out the door The one thing that was a sure thing sure ain't anymore What I had ain't coming back the way her wheels are rolling I used to have a good thing going on Now I just got a good thing going There she goes picking up speed I'll be playing back this moment In slow motion My good thing going No you don't know what you got until it's walking out the door The one thing that was a sure thing sure ain't anymore What I had ain't coming back the way her wheels are rolling I used to have a good thing going on Now I just got a good thing going

She rolled into town With the windows down Maggie May playing on the radio Of that El Camino She was on summer break Just getting in from Notre Dame Staying with her grandma down the road And she had ahold of me For those next 12 weeks Running through stop signs and gasoline We were brand new tires on old back roads Clouds of dust and Marlboro smoke Hands surfing out the window Going wherever the wind blows Headlights off in an empty field July moon in the windshield Handprints in fogged up glass God I wish I could just reach back Through that rear view mirror To those 3 good months On those 4 Goodyears Man we drove that thing Til' the asphalt sang The wheels still spin around in my head At 17 years old Life is just an open road Hadn't felt that free til' then Haven't felt that free since We were brand new tires on old back roads Clouds of dust and Marlboro smoke Hands surfing out the window Going wherever the wind blows Headlights off in an empty field July moon in the windshield Handprints in fogged up glass God I wish I could just reach back Through that rear view mirror To those 3 good months On those 4 Goodyears But when the rubber meets the road Under an August sun Girls and cars like that Were made to run But I still hear her singing Whoa oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh We were brand new tires on old back roads Clouds of dust and Marlboro smoke Hands surfing out the window Going wherever the wind blows Headlights off in an empty field July moon in the windshield Handprints in fogged up glass My God I wish I could just reach back Through that rear view mirror To those 3 good months On those 4 Goodyears And I'm still singing Whoa oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh

Said you'd be gone for the day, so I could come and get my things Found that box beneath our bed, full of keepsakes that we kept And now we're throwing all away Five by sevens of your smile, haven't seen that in a while Little Post It Notes and cards, i's dotted with hearts In the words you used to write Here we are, the best of us is all just faded ink I never thought at the time we made those memories, that's all they'd be And you and me would wind up right here later, better on paper Pages stacked up on the desk, bullet points of all this mess Little X's by the lines where the lawyer said to sign To lay this thing to rest Here we are, the end of us is all typed out in ink I never thought we'd get to where we couldn't even speak, it's hard to believe The worst of us would wind up right here later, better on paper A couple strangers, just better on paper

Yeah we really ought to quit When last time was the last time like it always is When at 3am on a cold night What's wrong feels right Yeah we really outa quit But oh, you're running through my veins We can't escape the fact that we ain't gonna get away From that low that we both know this temporary high will bring We've already been where this thing's going So tell me why do we go there knowing That we'll get our fix and then still both be broken Yeah old habits die hard But this one is killing us so here we are With the sun coming up on a heart break Shedding light on a mistake we make Cuz old habits die hard We can't escape the fact that we ain't gonna get away From that low that we both know this temporary high will bring We've already been where this thing's going So tell me why do we go there knowing That we'll get our fix and then still both be broken We'll see the damage done, when we pick our pieces up But oh, you're running through my veins We can't escape the fact that we ain't gonna get away From that low that we both know this temporary high will bring We've already been where this thing's going So tell me why do we go there knowing That we'll get our fix and then still both be broken