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Don't We - Morgan Wallen
Lyrics by：Morgan Wallen/Ryan Vojtesak/Ashley Gorley/Rocky Block/Blake Pendergrass/John Byron
Composed by：Morgan Wallen/Ryan Vojtesak/Ashley Gorley/Rocky Block/Blake Pendergrass/John Byron
Produced by：Joey Moi/Charlie Handsome
Wouldn't trade this holler for a stone cold million dollars
My green all comes blue collar and I'm all good with that
This world's been changin' but these folks 'round here they ain't been
They all still windshield wavin' when they slow rollin' past
We could live a little higher on the hog
But I don't think that we'd be no better off
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Some ten point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kinda life but we do don't we?
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
Still keep it low key still ridin' high behind them low beams
If you don't know about this nowhere you don't know me
Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do don't we?
It might be simple but these two lanes they're my temple
And that river rollin' gentle wash my worries away
I used to hate it but I travelled lots of pavement
And there ain't no better places at the end of the day
So I pass the plate and thank the Lord He put me here
And pray that towns like mine don't ever disappear
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Some ten point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kinda life but we do don't we?
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
Still keep it low key still ridin' high behind them low beams
If you don't know about this nowhere you don't know me
Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do don't we
Yeah
But we do don't we?
Not everybody takes off their hat
Stands for the flag that them boys overseas got on their sleeves
Not everybody dies where they're born takes a field full of corn
And turns it into whiskey say it with me
Yeah we do don't we?
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
Some ten point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kinda life but we do don't we?
Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
Still keep it low key still ridin' high behind them low beams
If you don't know about this nowhere you don't know me
Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do don't we?
Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
But we do don't we?
Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy
Not everybody likes this kind of life but we do don't we?
