Clint Eastwood

They don't make 'em like that anymore
Breaking through them all like swinging doors
A heart of gold and a silver tongue
Dusty boots and a smoking gun
A hundred thousand miles on battleford
If I could I'd make them all Clint Eastwood

Only talks when he's got something to say
The way he stares put down says make my day
Leave out there in each fashion says
Get about his jeans are stressed
Barbed wire fence made him my way
If I could I'd make them all Clint Eastwood

Hey, we ride, on the city lights beat to the western side
When I want just a little love to find
The kind of love that takes you back in time
Every time
And if I could I'd make them all
Make them all Clint Eastwood

You don't take my rebel heart and try to fix me
But around my house there's always something that needs fixing
Bridging that generation gap, winds of a grandma, mom and dad
Sticks by me through the good, the bad and the ugly
If I could I'd make them all Clint Eastwood
Hey, hey, hey

Hey, we ride, on the city lights beat to the western side
When I want just a little love to find
The kind of love that takes you back in time
Every time
And if I could I'd make them all
Make them all Clint Eastwood

Go back to 1967
Yeah he always keeps me guessing
Little rough around the edges
Disappear into the silent night

Hey, we ride, on the city lights beat to the western side
When I want just a little love to find
The kind of love that takes you back in time
Every time
And if I could I'd make them all
Make them all Clint Eastwood

Hey, we ride, on the city lights beat to the western side
When I want just a little love to find
The kind of love that takes you back in time
Every time
And if I could I'd make them all
Make them all Clint Eastwood
And if I could I'd make them all
Make them all Clint Eastwood



Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Frasure, Tina Parol, Maren Morris
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