I still get it on my own Trigger finger getting itchy for my dome Purple soda pop fizz it ain't foam The feds ain't know about the guns inside my home Real top dog shit Feel like Joeyy got some pretty little pills in my pocket I don't want peace with the enemy, want problems I don't want sweet talk, I just need her bopping I just need you baby Feel like a hermit, money krabbin out lately I couldn't reccomend you even if you paid me Wheres your swag at All I see on you is straight jeans Pour up in my glory fit Rest in peace to Fredo Know that I should kick this shit But I don't see the way home Snakes shift shapes, they in plain clothes Your girl a plain jane, take away the makeup The voices too loud so my blunt going to stay close Pick a name, promise that they on the payroll I just need you baby Feel like a hermit, money krabbin' out lately I couldn't reccomend you even if you paid me Wheres your swag at All I see on you is straight jeans

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

C'mon It's been a long, hot summer For a hard-working John Deere man You're real tired, well, no wonder 'Cause you earned that farmer's tan While I been working in the garden You been melting all the ice in my sweet tea Well, look at what ya started All because you got a little thirsty Good God Almighty Boy, you got me begging like a ol' hound dog Buttered up and rolling, like a skillet Smoking up a kitchen down in Arkansas Yeah, we on to something, won't ya keep it coming Baby, I can handle the heat (I can handle the heat) Yeah, boy, you make me wanna rear back and slap my mama Hot damn, four hundred degrees Now we cooking with grease And now we cooking with grease Let's slow it down, let me help ya Button down that blue collar Boy, your touch is burning up You make the kettle on the stove wanna holler Got me saying hallelujah (hallelujah) Like a good ol' girl is supposed to do But that hat turned back and them kisses like that Make it real hard to keep it cool Good God Almighty Boy, you got me begging like a ol' hound dog Buttered up and rolling Like a skillet smoking up a kitchen down in Arkansas Yeah, we on to something, won't ya keep it coming Baby, I can handle the heat (I can handle the heat) Yeah, boy, you make me wanna rear back and slap my mama Hot damn, four hundred degrees Now we cooking with grease And now we cooking with grease Come on Woo It's getting hot in here You know who's bringing home the bacon Good God Almighty Boy, you got me begging like a ol' hound dog Buttered up and rolling Like a skillet smoking up a kitchen down in Arkansas Yeah, we on to something, won't ya keep it coming Baby, I can handle the heat (yeah, I can handle the heat) Yeah, boy, you make me wanna rear back and slap my mama Hot damn, four hundred degrees Now we cooking with grease Yeah, we cooking with grease I ain't talking about no Crisco

I'll be your whisper in the wind In the moonlight dancin on your skin And like a son I'll come back again To pull you close and draw you in I'll be your shelter in the rain And a shooting star to take your pain The common heat of a burning flame The best kind of love on a ledge of sane And I oooh Standin in the way of any harm that's on you And if you mind us tellin you lies I'll be the truth To the song that makes you feel better Leading you home through all the bad weather Peace in the night I'll keep you forever Baby I'll be your Dreamcatcher When your lost and your feeling all alone I'll be the north that points you home And the southern comfort in your bones And when it's hard to stand I'll be your strong And I oooh Standin in the way of any harm that's on you And if you mind us tellin you lies I'll be the truth To the song that makes you feel better Leading you home through all the bad weather Peace in the night I'll keep you forever Baby I'll be your Dreamcatcher And I oooh Standin in the way of any harm that's on you And if you mind us tellin you lies I'll be the truth To the song that makes you feel better Leading you home through all the bad weather Peace in the night I'll keep you forever Baby I'll be your Dreamcatcher Baby I'll be your Dreamcatcher