Verse 1 Thomas Rhett. I'd come through around two. And pick you up right after your shift (After your shift). And drive that Chevrolet like a getaway. You'd be countin' your tips (Countin' your tips
Verse 1 Thomas Rhett. Just last week I went to prison. To see some boys down on death row. Brought some guitars and my buddies. To play some songs I thought they'd know, hm. I could feel myself
