red (feat. Morgan Wallen) - HARDY & Lainey Wilson

I need to lean on a truck with five old friends Tell old lies and then tell 'em again Ride 33 'til it hits the river Throw cans in the bed 'til the moon's just a sliver Wanna see my name on a dive bar wall Where the ceilings ain't, but the beers are tall There's something 'bout a city like this Makes me miss what I grew up with Red necks, red letters, red dirt One light, one bar, one church Where the Lord gets thanked and the shine gets drank While an outback brush pile burns Yeah, I've been away, way too long But tonight I'm headed back home 'Cause when I need to find me There's only three things that'll work Red necks, red letters, red dirt I need to hear mama pray 'til the rolls get cold For them hometown folks that she says I know My soul's a little dirty 'cause my boots are too clean It's been too long since I've seen Red necks, red letters, red dirt One light, one bar, one church Where the Lord gets thanked and the shine gets drank While an outback brush pile burns Yeah, I've been away, way too long But tonight I'm headed back home 'Cause when I need to find me There's only three things that'll work Red necks, red letters, red dirt Red necks, red letters, red dirt, oh Yeah, I bet by now they're missin' me So I ain't stopping 'til I see Red necks, red letters, red dirt One light, one bar, one church Where the Lord gets thanked and the shine gets drank While an outback brush pile burns Yeah, I've been away, way too long But tonight I'm headed back home 'Cause when I need to find me There's only three things that'll work Red necks, red letters, red dirt, oh Red necks, red letters, red dirt Red necks, red letters, red dirt

I could see me sittin' in the back of A cop car bangin' my head on a window I could see me slammin' that last call Shot glass, losin' everything in my billfold, ooh, ooh That's what I do when I'm drinking 'bout you So, I don't want to go downtown Doin' what we used to Twist the top off another round Hell, I got enough loose screws I'm gettin' tired of hurting 'bout you Nothin' ever changes I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight 'Cause that could be dangerous 'Cause that could be dangerous Yeah, I could see me doin' just fine With a daisy duke dime, but I don't see it lastin' long I could see me orderin' too many drinks at the bar Get the bartender pouring 'em strong That's what I do when I'm tryin' to drink you gone So, I don't want to go downtown Doin' what we used to Twist the top off another round Hell, I got enough loose screws I'm gettin' tired of hurting 'bout you Nothin' ever changes I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight 'Cause that could be dangerous 'Cause that could be dangerous Yeah, 'cause you Got somebody else that you've been foolin' Them same tricks up your sleeve, yeah, ooh I'd usually be the type to be out too But you ruined that for me, so I don't want to go downtown Doin' what we used to Twist the top off another round Hell, I got enough loose screws I'm gettin' tired of hurting 'bout you Nothin' ever changes I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight 'Cause that could be dangerous 'Cause that could be dangerous Dangerous That could be dangerous

That neon sign Hangin' outside that bar Should've said, "Go home" If you know what's good for your heart When she sat down In that ADPI T-shirt Should've said, "Watch out" Or boy your gonna wind up hurt And that label on that whiskey on that shelf Should've said, "Don't buy no shots for no one else" Should've come with a warnin' (oh) Don't sit right there, don't sip on what they're pouring (you) Her kiss is gonna kill you in the morning Nah, it ain't gonna end too good Everything about that night I thought I wanted Should've come with a warning (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) Should've come with a warning Phone just lit up And it's damn near 2:00 a.m. Oughta be blue lights, or some kind of loud sirens Sayin', "Don't pick it up, she'll let you down" It's the deep end and you're gonna drown And this "You up?" text that she sent me right now Should've come with a warnin' (oh) Don't sit right there, don't sip on what they're pouring (you) Her kiss is gonna kill you in the morning Nah, it ain't gonna end too good Everything about that night I thought I wanted Should've come with a warning (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) Should've come with a warning Don't fire it up, and hit the headlights Turn on around at the next red light I wish somebody would've gave me some damn signs Yeah, I wish that night Would've come with a warning (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) Would've come with a warning Would've come with a warning (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) Would've come with a warning

I don't wanna go to work, I don't wanna see my ex-girl I don't wanna worry 'bout findin' me my next girlfriend At the bar, where they charge your right arm for a cold can of PBR Yeah, I don't wanna watch the news, I don't wanna pick the phone up Don't wanna sit in traffic with an empty can of Long Cut I've been doin' what I should be doin' and I'm losin' my Dodge Ram mind 'Cause I just wanna do country-ass shit With my country-ass friends, with my country-ass band Havin' to make them dollar bills, y'all Ask me how my country ass feels, y'all Between workin' it off and gettin' it chewed There ain't much country-ass left in these old blue jeans But wait a minute, the whole world can kiss it 'Cause me and my country ass goin' fishin' Yeah, I just wanna drink a beer, I just wanna get a line wet Let the sun put some more red on my neck Wave at the girls on their rental pontoons While my bass boat speakers go boom, boom 'Cause I just wanna do country-ass shit With my country-ass friends, with my country-ass band Havin' to make them dollar bills, y'all Ask me how my country ass feels, y'all Between workin' it off and gettin' it chewed There ain't much country ass left in these old blue jeans But wait a minute, the whole world can kiss it 'Cause me and my country-ass goin' fishin' Don't wanna shake no hands or tuck my shirt in Pardon my French, Mama, if you're listenin' But I just wanna do country-ass shit With my country-ass friends, with my country-ass band Havin' to make them dollar bills, y'all Ask me how my country ass feels, y'all Between workin' it off and gettin' it chewed There ain't much country ass left in these old blue jeans But wait a minute, the whole world can kiss it 'Cause me and my country-ass goin' fishin' Yeah! (There ain't much country ass left in these old blue jeans) (But wait a minute, the whole world can kiss it) 'Cause me and my country ass goin' fishin'

Jack D, there's a seven on the label One glass on the living room table Phone face down, church up loud Was tryna drown you out tonight but First sip, I could feel you on my shoulder The Tennessee heat had me feelin' colder Thought a drink would get you off my mind But this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021), yeah One last time, don't think twice Girl, just pick it up and come over Give the bedroom door a little closure I know I told you I wouldn't call, and I tried But this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) You might think I don't really want you with me You might tell me to empty out my whiskey Or try changin' what I'm holdin' in my hand Try another liquor, try another brand but It don't matter if I got my lips On a different drink, on a different night Yeah, the second that I take a sip, all I'm gonna think is This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021), yeah One last time, don't think twice Girl, just pick it up and come over Give the bedroom door a little closure I know I told you I wouldn't call, and I tried But this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) Thought a drink would get you off my mind I ain't sayin' I love you, but I might 'Cause this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021), yeah One last time, don't think twice Girl, just pick it up and come over Give the bedroom door a little closure I know I told you I wouldn't call, and I tried But this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021)

I used to think that it was me against the world, but it wasn't Thought drinkin' from a glass half empty made it better, but it doesn't Funny all the things you realize When that 20-20 hindsight vision opens up your eyes Now my outlook on life is different than it used to be Yeah, my outlook is someone's up there Lookin' down and lookin' out for me Something in my ramblin' soul said I had to go toe to toe with the devil Fell in love with a gypsy girl, said she couldn't risk it on a rebel At least not one that doesn't have a cause And I'll admit, I guess back then that's all I really was Now my outlook on life is different than it used to be Yeah, my outlook is someone's up there Lookin' down and lookin' out for me There's so many crossroads you come to And you can't put your finger on Why you went the way you did, and then You look up and here you are on the flip side of crazy It's something more than lucky stars you thank when you kiss your baby Always believed in God and angels in the sky But never thought that I deserved an angel by my side Now my outlook on life is different than it used to be Yeah, my outlook is someone's up there Lookin' down and lookin' out for me Now my outlook on life is different than it used to be Yeah, my outlook is someone's up there Lookin' down and lookin' out for me Yeah, lookin' down, lookin' out for me

Me and Hannah did everything together Said we'd be best friends forever Then her mama got a job that was better, across the parish line And I was one summer shy of 11 When Granddaddy took a ride up to Heaven It ain't ever been an easy lesson on how to say goodbye They say, "What don't kill you makes you stronger" and I believe that's right Through every low-down beatin' this old heart's taken A whisper in the dark says I won't make it I know it's just the devil doin' what he does, tryin' to make me suffer No matter what the battle is keeping me prayin' I gotta be strong, I gotta keep saying I'm gonna make it through, one way or the other Life is tough, but this girl's tougher I'm a sucker for a boy with blue eyes A pair of boots and an old four-wheel drive So, when I saw you in the July moonlight I thought, "Oh, good Lord" I let you lay that sun kiss on me And open up that truck door for me Now I find out that I ain't the only girl you're doing that for You're gonna get a good cry from me tonight, but nothin' more Through every low-down beatin' this old heart's taken A whisper in the dark says I won't make it I know it's just the devil doin' what he does, tryin' to make me suffer No matter what the battle is keeping me prayin' I gotta be strong, I gotta keep saying I'm gonna make it through it, one way or the other Life is tough, but this girl's tougher Than anything you throw my way Yeah, I might bend but I won't break You ain't the first, won't be the last to make me feel this way Through every low-down beatin' this old heart's taken A whisper in the dark says I won't make it I know it's just the devil doin' what he does, tryin' to make me suffer No matter what the battle is keeping me prayin' I gotta be strong, I gotta keep saying I'm gonna make it through it one way or the other Life is tough, but this girl's tougher Life is tough But this girl's tougher

Big heart, big smile Big voice on the radio dial Like a country music modern day apostle Yeah, I leaned in like it was gospel W-W-D-D That's the bottom line for me My go-to compass and my golden rule When life rings my southern bell I just gotta ask myself, hell What would Dolly do? In them heels In that dress Wouldn't put up with no BS She'd kill ya with some kindness, take the high road Turn a little rain into a rainbow W-W-D-D That's the bottom line for me My go-to compass and my golden rule When life rings my southern bell I just gotta ask myself, hell What would Dolly do? Didn't let dirt poor hold her back And getting told no, it don't mean jack Ain't scared of nothing ain't nobody's fool Don't put up with heartbreak, boys like you W-W-D-D That's the bottom line for me My go-to compass and my golden rule When life rings my southern bell I just gotta ask myself, hell What would Dolly do? I said hell what would, Dolly do? Hey, what would Dolly do?

Wanna know the truth, well, I wrote it down I got a PHD, in thinkin' out loud No book to buy, it's more like a list It ain't long kinda goes like this Tell it like it is, don't sugar coat it Take it to the bank so you can't blow it Use a little duct tape, if you done broke it When it don't start you might have to choke it If it gets too tall you can just mow it Ain't tall enough sit back and grow it And if you gotta drawl you best just own it So put a little y'all in your pipe and smoke it Can't find a barstool, just find a porch Hell, whiskey's cheaper at the liquor store When life gets you down, go buy a dog And in the end, you'll be better off If you tell it like it is, don't sugar coat it Take it to thе bank so you can't blow it Use a little duct tape, if you donе broke it When it don't start, you might have to choke it If it gets too tall, you can just mow it Ain't tall enough, sit back and grow it And if you gotta drawl, you best just own it So put a little y'all in your pipe and smoke it Whoo, whoo Yeah hit that for me one more time Whoo, whoo And if it gets too tall, you can just mow it Ain't tall enough, sit back and grow it And if you gotta drawl, you best just own it So put a little y'all in your pipe and smoke it Smoke it, smoke it Smoke it, smoke it

Dont worry I ain't gonna say a word Run your name deep down in the dirt It'll stay between me and her Dont worry I ain't gonna say a word It ain't nobody's buisness anyway If that's her perfume on my pillowcase Who really cares how many times you stay It ain't nobody's buisness anyway I like hell When anybody asks Till everybody I've been beggin you back If it makes you feel good I'm glad Turn my friends on me back home I'll just turn the other cheek and write another song But I can only keep the trick for so long Don't leave for the Microphone You wonder if it's you I'm talking bout Cause you won't hear your name come out my mouth Gonna make her have to turn her down You wonder if it's her I'm talkin bout I like hell When anybody asks Till everybody I've been beggin you back If it makes you feel good I'm glad Turn my friends on me back home I'll just turn the other cheek and write another song But I can only keep the trick for so long Don't leave for the Microphone I like hell When anybody asks Till everybody I've been beggin you back If it makes you feel good I'm glad Turn my friends on me back home I'll just turn the other cheek and write another song But I can only keep the trick for so long Don't leave for the Microphone Don't worry I ain't gonna say a word I only want what's best for you and her

She don't get out much Oh but when she does She'll volunteer to hold my beer And help me catch a buzz Out of all my friends I can count on one hand Shes the first on there To pull back my hair Every time shit hits everything Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger She got to know my ex Pretty damn well She wiped off my hurt And gave me the nerve To stand up for myself Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger Shes a solider When I hold her Up in the air Since I learned just how to use her She never gets scared To prove my point And make a scene When I'm out of work She sticks up for me And man I gotta thank her Heres to you my middle finger Yeah she never meets a stranger Cheers to you my middle finger You can love her You can hate her But that's my girl my middle finger

My name ain't on every list But they say I'm where the party is I drive a Beamer through the mud Well, I'm kind of redneck Hollywood When you say LA, I think Louisiana Lower Alabama, stars up in the sky And I ain't been to California Way too far from Georgia But one day I might Bet there's more of us around From a different name, same small town Gucci lace can dress it up But country is as country does When you say LA, I think Louisiana Lower Alabama, stars up in the sky And I ain't been to California Way too far from Georgia But one day I might Dom Pérignon in Dixie cups Kind of redneck Hollywood Joplin meets Naomi Judd Kind of redneck Dom Pérignon in Dixie cups Kind of redneck Hollywood Joplin meets Naomi Judd Kind of redneck When you say LA, I think Louisiana Lower Alabama, stars up in the sky And I ain't been to California Way too far from Georgia But one day I might But one day I might When you say LA Well, I think Louisiana Pérignon in Dixie cups Kind of redneck Hollywood Joplin meets Naomi Judd Kind of redneck