Well, I met an armadillo out in Amarillo
And he asked me for a light
I said, "Hey, where you going?"
He said, "I don't really know"
And I said, "Brother, I've been there twice"
When he hopped up in the shotgun, then he started rollin' one
I said, "We gonna get along fine"
The armadillo with a doobie and a coldie in a koozie
Had me drive him to the county line
And I know it sounds crazy
But please believe me, baby
I swear that's where I was last night
Well, I would've pulled over, kicked him to the shoulder
But I seen he had a pistol on his hip
He said, "No turning back, we got coppers on our ass"
"And I'm gonna get away with this shit"
Well, I didn't even think to ask the armadillo
Just what it was that he'd done
All I could do was drive and pray that I survive
'Cause a arma-damn-adillo had a gun
Don't try and call my bluff
Honey, you can't make this shit up
(Three, four)
Met an armadillo out in Amarillo
And he asked me for a light
I said, "Hey, where you going?"
He said, "I don't really know"
And I said, "Brother, I've been there twice"
And then he hopped up in the shotgun, then he started rollin' one
I said, "We gonna get along fine"
The armadillo with a doobie and a coldie in a koozie
Had me drive him to the county line
And I know it sounds crazy
But please believe me, baby
I swear that's where I was last night
An armadillo with a doobie and a coldie in a koozie
Had me drive him to the county line
And I know it sounds crazy
But please believe me, baby
I swear that's where I was last night
Miranda Lambert - Postcards from Texas Album Lyrics
Miranda Lambert - Postcards from Texas Lyrics
Writer: Aaron Raitiere, Jon Decious, Parker Twomey
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Dammit Randy
Well, damnit, Randy, did you ever hear me at all?
You were standin' bone dry in the middle of a waterfall
You were livin' in the dark, but you couldn't see the light of day
We were picture perfect, but you couldn't put it in a frame
Yeah, now that I made it to the other side
I hope you're countin' singles in your double wide
Smokin' cigarettes like they're goin' out of style
Turnin' me up on your radio dial
You gave up 'til the very last minute
Now that I'm gone I've got your attention
I was flyin' a kite in the middle of a hurricane
Tied to the tracks like a penny waitin' on a train
You were lookin' for something that you'd already missed
Well, damnit, Randy there's some things that you can't fix
Yeah, now that I made it to the other side
I hope you're countin' singles in your double wide
Smokin' cigarettes like they're goin' out of style
Turnin' me up on your radio dial
You gave up 'til the very last minute
Now that I'm gone I've got your attention
I'm a rearview rolling off the map from Tennessee
Well, lightnin' in a bottle ain't what it used to be
Yeah, now that I made it to the other side
I hope you're countin' singles in your double wide
Smokin' cigarettes like they're goin' out of style
Turnin' me up on your radio dial
You gave up 'til the very last minute
Now that I'm gone I've got your attention
And a man might call it a woman on a mission
Now that I'm gone I've got your attention
Hey
You were standin' bone dry in the middle of a waterfall
You were livin' in the dark, but you couldn't see the light of day
We were picture perfect, but you couldn't put it in a frame
Yeah, now that I made it to the other side
I hope you're countin' singles in your double wide
Smokin' cigarettes like they're goin' out of style
Turnin' me up on your radio dial
You gave up 'til the very last minute
Now that I'm gone I've got your attention
I was flyin' a kite in the middle of a hurricane
Tied to the tracks like a penny waitin' on a train
You were lookin' for something that you'd already missed
Well, damnit, Randy there's some things that you can't fix
Yeah, now that I made it to the other side
I hope you're countin' singles in your double wide
Smokin' cigarettes like they're goin' out of style
Turnin' me up on your radio dial
You gave up 'til the very last minute
Now that I'm gone I've got your attention
I'm a rearview rolling off the map from Tennessee
Well, lightnin' in a bottle ain't what it used to be
Yeah, now that I made it to the other side
I hope you're countin' singles in your double wide
Smokin' cigarettes like they're goin' out of style
Turnin' me up on your radio dial
You gave up 'til the very last minute
Now that I'm gone I've got your attention
And a man might call it a woman on a mission
Now that I'm gone I've got your attention
Hey
Writer: Miranda Lambert, Jon Randall, Brandon James
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Looking Back on Luckenbach
There was sawdust on the floor
And an open sign on the door
It was old, we were young
Livin' on a Lone Star love
Looking back on Luckenbach
Kinda makes me wanna pop a top
Sit and listen to the guitars play
Puts my heart in another state of mind
Just a place we roll right through
But to me, it's always you
Sometimes, I just stop
And look back on Luckenbach
Been to New York, been to Rome
Lately, anywhere but home
Out of all the places I've seen
I'm still hung up on a memory
Looking back on Luckenbach
Kinda makes me wanna pop a top
Sit and listen to the guitars play
Puts my heart in another state of mind
Just a place we roll right through
But to me, it's always you
Sometimes, I just stop
And look back on Luckenbach
[Instrumental Break]
Just a place we roll right through
But to me, it's always you
Sometimes, I just stop
And look back on Luckenbach
So, let's pop a top
Yeah, long live Luckenbach
And an open sign on the door
It was old, we were young
Livin' on a Lone Star love
Looking back on Luckenbach
Kinda makes me wanna pop a top
Sit and listen to the guitars play
Puts my heart in another state of mind
Just a place we roll right through
But to me, it's always you
Sometimes, I just stop
And look back on Luckenbach
Been to New York, been to Rome
Lately, anywhere but home
Out of all the places I've seen
I'm still hung up on a memory
Looking back on Luckenbach
Kinda makes me wanna pop a top
Sit and listen to the guitars play
Puts my heart in another state of mind
Just a place we roll right through
But to me, it's always you
Sometimes, I just stop
And look back on Luckenbach
[Instrumental Break]
Just a place we roll right through
But to me, it's always you
Sometimes, I just stop
And look back on Luckenbach
So, let's pop a top
Yeah, long live Luckenbach
Writer: Miranda Lambert, Natalie Hemby, Shane McAnally
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Santa Fe
[Miranda Lambert]
We were standin' there, in that desert air
Starin' at the sunset, the little bit that we had left
We just met days before, leavin' left us wantin' more
Man, it felt like somethin', maybe it was nothin' but
Santa Fe
Every year, September, I come back this way
Hangin' on a memory that won't ever fade
It lit a fire in me, are you burnin' too?
All the way in Tennessee, is it callin' you?
Somethin' in thе fall, we may not get it back
We'll always havе Santa Fe
[Parker McCollum, Miranda Lambert & Parker McCollum]
Now, I'm just wanderin' 'round this empty turquoise town
Spanish guitar playin'
Without you ain't the same out here in
[Miranda Lambert & Parker McCollum]
Santa Fe
Every year, September, I come back this way
Hangin' on a memory that won't ever fade
It lit a fire in me, are you burnin' too?
All the way in Tennessee, is it callin' you?
Somethin' in the fall, we may not get it back
We'll always have Santa Fe
[Instrumental Break]
[Miranda Lambert & Parker McCollum, Parker McCollum]
Are you burnin' too?
All the way in Tennessee, is it callin' you?
Somethin' in the fall, we may not get it back
We'll always have Santa Fe
Mm, Santa Fe
We were standin' there, in that desert air
Starin' at the sunset, the little bit that we had left
We just met days before, leavin' left us wantin' more
Man, it felt like somethin', maybe it was nothin' but
Santa Fe
Every year, September, I come back this way
Hangin' on a memory that won't ever fade
It lit a fire in me, are you burnin' too?
All the way in Tennessee, is it callin' you?
Somethin' in thе fall, we may not get it back
We'll always havе Santa Fe
[Parker McCollum, Miranda Lambert & Parker McCollum]
Now, I'm just wanderin' 'round this empty turquoise town
Spanish guitar playin'
Without you ain't the same out here in
[Miranda Lambert & Parker McCollum]
Santa Fe
Every year, September, I come back this way
Hangin' on a memory that won't ever fade
It lit a fire in me, are you burnin' too?
All the way in Tennessee, is it callin' you?
Somethin' in the fall, we may not get it back
We'll always have Santa Fe
[Instrumental Break]
[Miranda Lambert & Parker McCollum, Parker McCollum]
Are you burnin' too?
All the way in Tennessee, is it callin' you?
Somethin' in the fall, we may not get it back
We'll always have Santa Fe
Mm, Santa Fe
Writer: Miranda Lambert, Jessie Jo Dillon, Dean Dillon, Jesse Frasure
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
January Heart
You see life in different colors
Like a diamond in the light
I stare off into the distance, see more black and white
You're like a warm glass of summer
With lemon poured over ice
I've got a January heart, don't we go together nice?
So nice, so nice
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
You make nothing but sweet memories
Every one, picked ripe from the vine
And I'm beginnin' to notice the effects of your wine
You find new reasons to love me
I've been a tough uphill climb
I'm gettin' used to the easy way you ease my mind
Mm, my mind, my mind
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
Like a diamond in the light
I stare off into the distance, see more black and white
You're like a warm glass of summer
With lemon poured over ice
I've got a January heart, don't we go together nice?
So nice, so nice
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
You make nothing but sweet memories
Every one, picked ripe from the vine
And I'm beginnin' to notice the effects of your wine
You find new reasons to love me
I've been a tough uphill climb
I'm gettin' used to the easy way you ease my mind
Mm, my mind, my mind
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
I've been livin' in heaven, been livin' in better weather
Ever since you came around, you haven't let the sun go down
Writer: Brent Cobb, Neil Medley
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wranglers
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
When the knock down drag out's over
And Lord knows she took one too many
Well, her blue jean eyes are too tired to cry
And he won't know 'til she's gone already
If he ever loved her, he never let it show
If she didn't need him, she'd have left him long ago
She set it all on fire and if there's one thing that she learned
Wranglers take forever to burn
How long? How much can a broken heart take?
Who could blame her when it all goes up in flames?
Neither one of us could've done better
Not with that wandering eye, wannabe Marlboro man
It came as no surprise when she finally took a stand
If he ever loved her, he never let it show
If she didn't need him, she'd have left him long ago
She set it all on fire, and if there's one thing that she learned
Wranglers take forever to burn
If he ever loved her, he never let it show
If she didn't need him, she'd have left him long ago
She set it all on fire, and if there's one thing that she learned
Wranglers take forever
Damn, they take forever to burn
When the knock down drag out's over
And Lord knows she took one too many
Well, her blue jean eyes are too tired to cry
And he won't know 'til she's gone already
If he ever loved her, he never let it show
If she didn't need him, she'd have left him long ago
She set it all on fire and if there's one thing that she learned
Wranglers take forever to burn
How long? How much can a broken heart take?
Who could blame her when it all goes up in flames?
Neither one of us could've done better
Not with that wandering eye, wannabe Marlboro man
It came as no surprise when she finally took a stand
If he ever loved her, he never let it show
If she didn't need him, she'd have left him long ago
She set it all on fire, and if there's one thing that she learned
Wranglers take forever to burn
If he ever loved her, he never let it show
If she didn't need him, she'd have left him long ago
She set it all on fire, and if there's one thing that she learned
Wranglers take forever
Damn, they take forever to burn
Writer: Evan McKeever, Ryan Carpenter, Audra Mae Butts
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Run
Well, it wasn't that you didn't have the answers
There was just no question in my mind
I was gonna run, mm
And you took too long to see I was unhappy
And I took too long to tell you that I was gonna run
I was gonna run
I'm trying to survive in this state of defeat
Is it you or I that really lost me?
I'm lookin' for someone I wasn't with you
We held on for dear life, babe
But both of us knew I was gonna run
I was gonna run
Oh, this freedom I found, baby, sure wasn't free
I owe you a lifetime of apologies
I'm tellin' the truth now, I love you so much
I'm sorry for lyin' about who I was
I was gonna run
I was gonna run
Ooh, I always was gonna run
There was just no question in my mind
I was gonna run, mm
And you took too long to see I was unhappy
And I took too long to tell you that I was gonna run
I was gonna run
I'm trying to survive in this state of defeat
Is it you or I that really lost me?
I'm lookin' for someone I wasn't with you
We held on for dear life, babe
But both of us knew I was gonna run
I was gonna run
Oh, this freedom I found, baby, sure wasn't free
I owe you a lifetime of apologies
I'm tellin' the truth now, I love you so much
I'm sorry for lyin' about who I was
I was gonna run
I was gonna run
Ooh, I always was gonna run
Writer: Miranda Lambert
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Alimony
Without that '57 Cadillac
And that mini mansion in a cul-de-sac
That 15-gallon Stetson hat
That you wear all the time
And those real expensive rounds of golf
And this diamond you're still payin' off
Just know as soon as you get caught
They'll all be good as mine
And I called that lawyer up in Dallas
The one who's livin' in that palace
So I know he's good at winnin'
If you think there's somethin' that you're missin'
And you start steppin' out
Only one thing can console me
If you're gonna leave me in San Antone
Remember the alimony
If you like livin' at your mama's house
And drinkin' Milwaukee's best on a hand-me-down couch
Then you're gonna love how this all works out
'Cause it all works out for me
What's mine is mine, and what's yours is mine
So go on, baby, have a real good time
I'll be countin' the dollars, you'll be rollin' the dimes
Freedom don't come free
'Cause I called that lawyer up in Dallas
The one who's livin' in that palace
So I know he's good at winnin'
If you think there's somethin' that you're missin'
And you start steppin' out
Only one thing can console me
If you're gonna leave me in San Antone
Remember the alimony
For richer, not for poorer
Well, consider this your spoiler
If you think you can't afford her
Well, you can't afford me too
So if you start steppin' out
Only one thing can console me
If you're gonna leave me in San Antone
Well, remember the alimony
You ain't gonna have a row to hoe
Go on and do your dog and pony show
If you're gonna be a dumbass
Honey, I hope you remember the alimony
And that mini mansion in a cul-de-sac
That 15-gallon Stetson hat
That you wear all the time
And those real expensive rounds of golf
And this diamond you're still payin' off
Just know as soon as you get caught
They'll all be good as mine
And I called that lawyer up in Dallas
The one who's livin' in that palace
So I know he's good at winnin'
If you think there's somethin' that you're missin'
And you start steppin' out
Only one thing can console me
If you're gonna leave me in San Antone
Remember the alimony
If you like livin' at your mama's house
And drinkin' Milwaukee's best on a hand-me-down couch
Then you're gonna love how this all works out
'Cause it all works out for me
What's mine is mine, and what's yours is mine
So go on, baby, have a real good time
I'll be countin' the dollars, you'll be rollin' the dimes
Freedom don't come free
'Cause I called that lawyer up in Dallas
The one who's livin' in that palace
So I know he's good at winnin'
If you think there's somethin' that you're missin'
And you start steppin' out
Only one thing can console me
If you're gonna leave me in San Antone
Remember the alimony
For richer, not for poorer
Well, consider this your spoiler
If you think you can't afford her
Well, you can't afford me too
So if you start steppin' out
Only one thing can console me
If you're gonna leave me in San Antone
Well, remember the alimony
You ain't gonna have a row to hoe
Go on and do your dog and pony show
If you're gonna be a dumbass
Honey, I hope you remember the alimony
Writer: Miranda Lambert, Natalie Hemby, Shane Mcanally
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
I Hate Love Songs
Have you ever loved somebody
Like a preacher loves Sundays?
From the deepest part
Of your tattered heart?
Have you ever needed someone
Like you might come undone?
Like you might just die
If they said goodbye?
I did one time
And it ruined my life
Everything went wrong
Now that he's gone
I hate love songs
I hate love songs
Have you ever hated yourself
For runnin' right off the rails?
For chasin' demons?
For no good reason?
I did one time
And it wrecked my life
Everything went wrong
Now that I'm gone
I hate love songs
I hate love songs
I hate love songs (I hate love songs)
I hate love songs
Like a preacher loves Sundays?
From the deepest part
Of your tattered heart?
Have you ever needed someone
Like you might come undone?
Like you might just die
If they said goodbye?
I did one time
And it ruined my life
Everything went wrong
Now that he's gone
I hate love songs
I hate love songs
Have you ever hated yourself
For runnin' right off the rails?
For chasin' demons?
For no good reason?
I did one time
And it wrecked my life
Everything went wrong
Now that I'm gone
I hate love songs
I hate love songs
I hate love songs (I hate love songs)
I hate love songs
Writer: Miranda Lambert, Jack Ingram, Jon Randall
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, ME GUSTA MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, ME GUSTA MUSIC
No Man's Land
She might be ninety miles from Pecos
Lightyears from anywhere
Goodbye on her cinnamon breath
Freedom in her hair
She's deep Comancheria
Even in the Malibu sand
And even when she's in your arms, she's still
No man's land
So love her like a Mustang, like a wild thing
Better let her run free
If she wants to love ya, you let her love ya
You give her everything
The fire in your chest
The very last breath of the boy who's unravelin'
The man who's obsessed with the woman, the girl
The wide open world in your hands
She's no man's land
She's purple heather on the high plains
Her heart's a mystery
You're lucky if you get a glimpse of
Her rosehips among the weeds
She's a deep Sedona sunset
Behind the Santa Ana winds
You can hold her for forever, but she's still
No man's land
So love her like a Mustang, like a wild thing
Better let her run free
If she wants to love ya, you let her love ya
You give her everything
The fire in your chest
The very last breath of the boy who's unravelin'
The man who's obsessed with the woman, the girl
The wide open world in your hands
She's no man's land
So love her like a Mustang, like a wild thing
Better let her run free
If she wants to love ya, you let her love ya
You give her everything
The fire in your chest
The very last breath of the boy who's unravelin'
The man who's obsessed with the woman, the girl
The wide open world in your hands
She's no man's land
She's no man's land
She might be ninety miles from Pecos
Lightyears from anywhere
Goodbye on her cinnamon breath
And freedom in her hair
Lightyears from anywhere
Goodbye on her cinnamon breath
Freedom in her hair
She's deep Comancheria
Even in the Malibu sand
And even when she's in your arms, she's still
No man's land
So love her like a Mustang, like a wild thing
Better let her run free
If she wants to love ya, you let her love ya
You give her everything
The fire in your chest
The very last breath of the boy who's unravelin'
The man who's obsessed with the woman, the girl
The wide open world in your hands
She's no man's land
She's purple heather on the high plains
Her heart's a mystery
You're lucky if you get a glimpse of
Her rosehips among the weeds
She's a deep Sedona sunset
Behind the Santa Ana winds
You can hold her for forever, but she's still
No man's land
So love her like a Mustang, like a wild thing
Better let her run free
If she wants to love ya, you let her love ya
You give her everything
The fire in your chest
The very last breath of the boy who's unravelin'
The man who's obsessed with the woman, the girl
The wide open world in your hands
She's no man's land
So love her like a Mustang, like a wild thing
Better let her run free
If she wants to love ya, you let her love ya
You give her everything
The fire in your chest
The very last breath of the boy who's unravelin'
The man who's obsessed with the woman, the girl
The wide open world in your hands
She's no man's land
She's no man's land
She might be ninety miles from Pecos
Lightyears from anywhere
Goodbye on her cinnamon breath
And freedom in her hair
Writer: Miranda Lambert, Luke Dick
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Bitch on the Sauce (Just Drunk)
Does the whiskey make you miss me?
'Cause every time I take a sip, I think about you
I start dialin', but I don't call
Are you sittin' there lookin' at the phone, not callin' me too?
A heart is a bitch on the sauce, gon' do what it do
This happens every time I crack open up that bottle
And I light that cigarette
And it's like, "Aw, shit, here come trouble"
Everything about you says, "Don't do that"
With the devil on my shoulder, sayin', "Don't look back"
And I wonder what spell are we under
Are wе in love or we just drunk?
That front porch looks like hеaven
But I know in the mornin' it's gonna feel more like hell (Woo)
But I drive up anyway
'Cause the good Lord knows this girl can't help herself (Yeah)
Yeah, a heart is a bitch on the sauce, so I might as well
This happens every time I crack open up that bottle
And I light that cigarette
And it's like, "Aw, shit, here come trouble"
Everything about you says, "Don't do that"
With the devil on my shoulder, sayin', "Don't look back"
And I wonder what spell are we under
Are we in love or we just drunk? (We just drunk, yeah)
[Guitar Solo]
Does the whiskey make you miss me?
'Cause every time I take a sip I think about you
'Cause every time I take a sip, I think about you
I start dialin', but I don't call
Are you sittin' there lookin' at the phone, not callin' me too?
A heart is a bitch on the sauce, gon' do what it do
This happens every time I crack open up that bottle
And I light that cigarette
And it's like, "Aw, shit, here come trouble"
Everything about you says, "Don't do that"
With the devil on my shoulder, sayin', "Don't look back"
And I wonder what spell are we under
Are wе in love or we just drunk?
That front porch looks like hеaven
But I know in the mornin' it's gonna feel more like hell (Woo)
But I drive up anyway
'Cause the good Lord knows this girl can't help herself (Yeah)
Yeah, a heart is a bitch on the sauce, so I might as well
This happens every time I crack open up that bottle
And I light that cigarette
And it's like, "Aw, shit, here come trouble"
Everything about you says, "Don't do that"
With the devil on my shoulder, sayin', "Don't look back"
And I wonder what spell are we under
Are we in love or we just drunk? (We just drunk, yeah)
[Guitar Solo]
Does the whiskey make you miss me?
'Cause every time I take a sip I think about you
Writer: Jaren Johnston, Miranda Lambert
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Way Too Good at Breaking My Heart
Meltin' in the Makers, another icebreaker
Sippin' on some trouble and then
It's a baby-blue Spirit and every time I'm near it
I'm smokin' like I never quit
Ooh, I tell myself, girl, you oughta know better
But whatever
Rollercoaster
Boy, you're the poster child of runnin' me 'round
Callin' me up when you're down
But when it's over and everyone's sober
I see sun on your skin
I wanna do it again
Ooh, man, I know I shouldn't
But you're lookin' pretty good in the dark
Mm, I know how this starts
Damn, I wish I wouldn't
But you're way too good at breaking my heart
We've been playin' this a while, skippin' on a vinyl
Letting that needle dig in
Guess I'm still an addict
'Cause somewhere in the static
I pretend that I don't know how it ends
Ooh, I tell myself, girl, you oughta know better
But whatever
Rollercoaster
Boy, you're the poster child of runnin' me 'round
Callin' me up when you're down
But when it's over and everyone's sober
I see sun on your skin
I wanna do it again
Ooh, man, I know I shouldn't
But you're lookin' pretty good in the dark
Mm, I know how this starts
Damn, I wish I wouldn't
But you're way too good at breaking my heart
Rollercoaster
Boy, you're the poster child of runnin' me 'round
Callin' me up when you're down
But when it's over and everyone's sober
I see sun on your skin
I wanna do it again
Ooh, man, I know I shouldn't
But you're lookin' pretty good in the dark
Mm, I know how this starts
Damn, I wish I wouldn't
But you're way too good at breaking my heart
Sippin' on some trouble and then
It's a baby-blue Spirit and every time I'm near it
I'm smokin' like I never quit
Ooh, I tell myself, girl, you oughta know better
But whatever
Rollercoaster
Boy, you're the poster child of runnin' me 'round
Callin' me up when you're down
But when it's over and everyone's sober
I see sun on your skin
I wanna do it again
Ooh, man, I know I shouldn't
But you're lookin' pretty good in the dark
Mm, I know how this starts
Damn, I wish I wouldn't
But you're way too good at breaking my heart
We've been playin' this a while, skippin' on a vinyl
Letting that needle dig in
Guess I'm still an addict
'Cause somewhere in the static
I pretend that I don't know how it ends
Ooh, I tell myself, girl, you oughta know better
But whatever
Rollercoaster
Boy, you're the poster child of runnin' me 'round
Callin' me up when you're down
But when it's over and everyone's sober
I see sun on your skin
I wanna do it again
Ooh, man, I know I shouldn't
But you're lookin' pretty good in the dark
Mm, I know how this starts
Damn, I wish I wouldn't
But you're way too good at breaking my heart
Rollercoaster
Boy, you're the poster child of runnin' me 'round
Callin' me up when you're down
But when it's over and everyone's sober
I see sun on your skin
I wanna do it again
Ooh, man, I know I shouldn't
But you're lookin' pretty good in the dark
Mm, I know how this starts
Damn, I wish I wouldn't
But you're way too good at breaking my heart
Writer: George Jenee Fleenor, Jesse Frasure, Jon Randall, Miranda Lambert
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Wildfire
Underneath that painted desert sky, I find myself again
And I watch the glowin' embers reignitin' with the wind
And I pray like hell that the rain will come and help me take this slow
But that's like girls in Ojinaga waitin' on the snow
So here we go, wildfire (wildfire)
You always win
You catch a ride on a tumbleweed and you're on a roll again
And for miles and miles (miles and miles)
I try to run you down
Knowin' that you'll burn me every time you come around
So here we go, wildfire, ooh
Here we go, wildfire, ooh
Well, you light me up like a pack of Delicados in a bar
When the sunset's red on a big bend town just waitin' on the stars
And it feels just right to spend all night not promisin' anything
So I close my eyes and I hold on tight and I can feel the flame
So here we go, wildfire (wildfire)
You always win
You catch a ride on a tumbleweed and you're on a roll again
And for miles and miles (miles and miles)
I try to run you down
Knowin' that you'll burn me every time you come around
So here we go, wildfire, ooh
And for miles and miles (miles and miles)
I try to run you down
Knowin' that you'll burn me every time you come around
So here we go, wildfire, ooh
Here we go, wildfire, ooh
And I watch the glowin' embers reignitin' with the wind
And I pray like hell that the rain will come and help me take this slow
But that's like girls in Ojinaga waitin' on the snow
So here we go, wildfire (wildfire)
You always win
You catch a ride on a tumbleweed and you're on a roll again
And for miles and miles (miles and miles)
I try to run you down
Knowin' that you'll burn me every time you come around
So here we go, wildfire, ooh
Here we go, wildfire, ooh
Well, you light me up like a pack of Delicados in a bar
When the sunset's red on a big bend town just waitin' on the stars
And it feels just right to spend all night not promisin' anything
So I close my eyes and I hold on tight and I can feel the flame
So here we go, wildfire (wildfire)
You always win
You catch a ride on a tumbleweed and you're on a roll again
And for miles and miles (miles and miles)
I try to run you down
Knowin' that you'll burn me every time you come around
So here we go, wildfire, ooh
And for miles and miles (miles and miles)
I try to run you down
Knowin' that you'll burn me every time you come around
So here we go, wildfire, ooh
Here we go, wildfire, ooh
Writer: Jack Ingram, Jon Randall, Miranda Lambert
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Living on the Run
Seems like it's rainin' harder today
Rain must've known I was comin' this way
It ain't easy living on the run
I pick up my step, pull my belt down tight
I can make it to the border by Saturday night
It ain't easy living on the run
Well, I loved me a woman in Tennessee
Broke free from the jail, now she's gunnin' for me
I'm on the run, living on the run
I'm on the run, living on the run
A woman wanted more than a man could steal
From the bottom of the decks where I learned to deal
It ain't easy living on the run
Women love an outlaw, so they say
I'll be an outlaw 'til my dyin' day
It ain't easy living on the run
Yeah, I left me a woman in Tennessee
Broke free from the jail, now she's gunnin' for me
I'm on the run, living on the run
I'm on the run, living on the run
Well, I love me a woman in Tennessee
I broke free from the jail, now she's gunnin' for me
I'm on the run, living on the run
Yeah, well, I loved me a woman in Tennessee
I broke free from the jail, now she's gunnin' for me
I'm on the run, living on the run
I'm on the run, living on the run
Rain must've known I was comin' this way
It ain't easy living on the run
I pick up my step, pull my belt down tight
I can make it to the border by Saturday night
It ain't easy living on the run
Well, I loved me a woman in Tennessee
Broke free from the jail, now she's gunnin' for me
I'm on the run, living on the run
I'm on the run, living on the run
A woman wanted more than a man could steal
From the bottom of the decks where I learned to deal
It ain't easy living on the run
Women love an outlaw, so they say
I'll be an outlaw 'til my dyin' day
It ain't easy living on the run
Yeah, I left me a woman in Tennessee
Broke free from the jail, now she's gunnin' for me
I'm on the run, living on the run
I'm on the run, living on the run
Well, I love me a woman in Tennessee
I broke free from the jail, now she's gunnin' for me
I'm on the run, living on the run
Yeah, well, I loved me a woman in Tennessee
I broke free from the jail, now she's gunnin' for me
I'm on the run, living on the run
I'm on the run, living on the run
Writer: Miranda Lambert
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Postcards from Texas is the tenth studio album by American country music singer Miranda Lambert. It was released on September 13, 2024, through a partnership between Republic Records and Big Loud.
Its lead single, "Wranglers", was released on May 3, 2024.
Performed By:
Miranda LambertIts lead single, "Wranglers", was released on May 3, 2024.
Genre(s): Country
Producer(s): Miranda Lambert, Jon Randall
Released: September 13th, 2024
Year: 2024