Price You Pay - LANco
Lyrics by：Tate Howell/Jared Hampton/Brandon Lancaster/Tripp Howell/Chandler Baldwin/Eric Steedly
Composed by：Tate Howell/Jared Hampton/Brandon Lancaster/Tripp Howell/Chandler Baldwin/Eric Steedly
We rollin'
Yes yes yes yes yes
Alright
One two three here we go
So you like all the songs
On your country radio
But if you wanna sing along
There's some things you should know
It may not be for all
But if you wanna call it the dream
There's a different side of
This life in the songs that we sing
Your clothes smell like smoke
On Monday from Saturday night
Your head's gonna pound
From too many cold Miller Lites
Your truck is still stuck in
Some mud in some field out somewhere
If she wears the jeans that you like
Well they can't help but stare
And I ain't one to judge
I ain't sayin' what's
Right or what's wrong
That's the price that you pay
For livin' a country song
Your clothes smell like smoke
On Monday from Saturday night
Your head's gonna pound from
Too many cold Miller Lites
Your truck is still stuck in some
Mud in some field out somewhere
She wears the jeans that you like well
Them guys gonna stare
I ain't one to judge
I ain't sayin' what's
Right or what's wrong
That's the price that you
Pay for livin' a country song
But I ain't one to judge
I ain't sayin' what's
Right or what's wrong
That's the price that you pay
For livin' a country song yeah
Okay price boys woo
Can we get a bubble
Man it's been a long week
Goin' down in fame
Alright
