Nhạc sĩ: Trannie Anderson, Ben Hayslip, Seth Mosley
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
I was free as a bird,
I was no strings attached,
sleeping in my own shirt,
kinda locked it
like that.
Rival child on a loose,
living Talladega fast,
just one pair of boots making one set of tracks.
I couldn't even spell settle down,
but lately all I'm thinking about is calling up the preacher,
ten cans of dragon,
turning tall cedars into a country cabin,
picking out the names of the babies we'll be having,
cause honey,
your love is where I'm hitching my wagon.
Where I'm pouring my heart and then pouring my joe,
where I'm growing my garden,
where I'm growing old,
where I'm placing my beds,
where I'm making my bed,
where I'm hanging my hat.
Yeah,
the only thing left is a dog on the porch and some mason jar glasses,
saying lordy, lordy, how did ten years pass us?
Pictures on the fridge and some boxes in the attic,
cause honey,
your love is where I'm hitching my wagon.
Oh yeah,
yeah, where I'm hitching my wagon.
I was free as a bird,
I was no strings attached,
now I kinda like the sound of you changing
all that and calling up the preacher,
ten cans of dragon,
turning tall cedars into a country cabin,
picking out the names of the babies we'll be having,
cause honey,
your love is where I wanna have a dog
on the porch and some mason jar glasses,
saying lordy,
lordy,
how did ten years pass us?
Pictures on the fridge and some boxes in the attic,
cause honey,
your love is where I'm hitching my wagon.
Oh yeah,
yeah, where I'm hitching my wagon.
Oh yeah.