ft. Faith Hill

Runninâ?? round in this new truck

Bank letâ??s me borrow from month to month
Runninâ?? out of credit and find a little cash on the radio
Standinâ?? still theyâ??re blowin past, numbers on cars goinâ?? Nascar fast

What I wouldnâ??t give for a slow down, donâ??t ya know
Cause where I come from only the horses run
When the day is done, we take it easy

Meanwhile back at Mamaâ??s
the porch lightâ??s on, come in if you wanna
Supperâ??s on the stove and beers in the fridge

Red sun sinkinâ?? out low on the ridge,
Games on the tube and Daddy smokes cigarettes
Whiskey keeps his whistle wet

Funny the things you thought youâ??d never miss, in a world gone crazy as this
Well I found a girl and we donâ??t fit in here
Talk about how hard it is to breathe here,

Even with the windows down canâ??t catch a southern breeze here
One of these days gonna pack it up and leave here
Cause meanwhile back at Mamaâ??s

The porch lightâ??s on, come on in if you wanna
Supperâ??s on the stove and beers in the fridge
Red sun sinkinâ?? out low on the ridge

Games on the tube and Daddy smokes cigarettes
Whiskey keeps his whistle wet
Funny the things you thought youâ??d never miss, in a world gone crazy as this

Oh I miss yeah a little dirt on the road I miss corn growinâ?? in a row
I miss being somebody everybody knows there everybody knows everybody
I miss those small town roots, walkinâ?? around in muddy boots

The sound of rain on an old tin roof
Itâ??s time we head on back
Cause meanwhile back at Mamaâ??s the for sale signâ??s goinâ?? up and Iâ??m gonna dump this truck and the little I got on a loan to own and a three-acre lot

Put supper on the stove and beer in the fridge
Goinâ?? for broke and weâ??re gonna be rich, watch the sun settinâ?? on the ridge, baby tell me what you think about this
Me and you back at Mamaâ??s

Yeah me and you back at Mamaâ??s