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Brantley Gilbert - She Ain't Home
Written by：Brantley Gilbert、Brian Davis、Justin Weaver
Composed by：Brantley Gilbert、Brian Davis、Justin Weaver
Every time I make it to a front door droppin' off a girl
Any other boy would die for any day
I see your face and I say goodnight
And even if it makes it to the back seat
Thinkin' I'm finally movin' on it's on it's all good
It's all wrong
'Cause she ain't home
'Cause she ain't home
She don't taste like sweet tea
Ain't got a voice that sounds like Dixie
Don't play dashboard drums with her bare feet
There ain't no memory ain't no history like
Your little smile from the choir
Don't light up a sky like a Friday night
She ain't the girl mama keeps in a frame in the drawer
Nah she ain't home
Every time I try to turn a page I'm seein' words in red
I love you I miss you I can't keep doing this
And I ain't over it
And she ain't done nothing wrong
'Cause she ain't home
She don't taste like sweet tea
Ain't got a voice that sounds like Dixie
Don't play dashboard drums with her bare feet
There ain't no memory ain't no history like
Your little smile from the choir
Don't light up a sky like a Friday night
She ain't the girl mama keeps in a frame in the drawer
Nah she ain't home
She ain't home
She ain't home
'Cause she ain't home
She don't taste like sweet tea
Ain't got a voice that sounds like Dixie
Don't play dashboard drums with her bare feet
There ain't no memory there ain't no history like
Your little smile from the choir
Don't light up a sky like a Friday night
She ain't the girl mama keeps in a frame in the drawer
Nah she ain't home
She ain't home
She ain't home
She ain't home
She ain't home
