Sweet Tea
Bailey Callahan, Justin Dukes, JC Anderson
V1
Don't be a fool
About my innocent smile
Behind these eyes
Is a-little wild child
You could take your aim
Yeah you could test your luck
Go on and play your game
So, I could call you're bluff
Chorus
Cause I might drink a little
Smoke a little
Stay up just a little too late for you baby
I'm a country lovin
Sunday cussin
Boy you can't tell me nothing
I don't need you to save me
I'm a red white and blue
Grass roots
Baby what you get is what you see
I could be your shot of whiskey or your sweet tea
V2
Don't take me home to mom
Till you know what you got
You might be thinking I'm perfect
Oh but baby I'm not
Chorus
Cause I might drink a little
Smoke a little
Stay up just a little too late for you baby
I'm a country lovin
Sunday cussin
Boy you can't tell me nothing
I don't need you to save me
I'm a red white and blue
Grass roots
Baby what you get is what you see
I could be your shot of whiskey or your sweet tea
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Sweet Tea
Bailey Callahan, Justin Dukes, JC Anderson
V1
Don't be a fool
About my innocent smile
Behind these eyes
Is a-little wild child
You could take your aim
Yeah you could test your luck
Go on and play your game
So, I could call you're bluff
Chorus
Cause I might drink a little
Smoke a little
Stay up just a little too late for you baby
I'm a country lovin
Sunday cussin
Boy you can't tell me nothing
I don't need you to save me
I'm a red white and blue
Grass roots
Baby what you get is what you see
I could be your shot of whiskey or your sweet tea
V2
Don't take me home to mom
Till you know what you got
You might be thinking I'm perfect
Oh but baby I'm not
Chorus
Cause I might drink a little
Smoke a little
Stay up just a little too late for you baby
I'm a country lovin
Sunday cussin
Boy you can't tell me nothing
I don't need you to save me
I'm a red white and blue
Grass roots
Baby what you get is what you see
I could be your shot of whiskey or your sweet tea
Bailey Callahan, Justin Dukes, JC Anderson
V1
Don't be a fool
About my innocent smile
Behind these eyes
Is a-little wild child
You could take your aim
Yeah you could test your luck
Go on and play your game
So, I could call you're bluff
Chorus
Cause I might drink a little
Smoke a little
Stay up just a little too late for you baby
I'm a country lovin
Sunday cussin
Boy you can't tell me nothing
I don't need you to save me
I'm a red white and blue
Grass roots
Baby what you get is what you see
I could be your shot of whiskey or your sweet tea
V2
Don't take me home to mom
Till you know what you got
You might be thinking I'm perfect
Oh but baby I'm not
Chorus
Cause I might drink a little
Smoke a little
Stay up just a little too late for you baby
I'm a country lovin
Sunday cussin
Boy you can't tell me nothing
I don't need you to save me
I'm a red white and blue
Grass roots
Baby what you get is what you see
I could be your shot of whiskey or your sweet tea
Writer: TODD ANDERSON, SAMUEL ANTHONY WRIGHT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.