One Big Country Song
Somebody somewhere is saying goodbye tonight
And somebody's drinking somethin'
And making it all alright
Life is like a ballroom jukebox
Every record's all been played
Hit whatever number you want
We all spin around the same
Don't we all get high
Don't we all get low
And don't we all take the same wrong turns
Down the same old roads
Just trying to get back home
Don't we all let go
Just to hang back on
And don't we all pull up our boots
Leave too soon
And stick around too long
Ain't we all just one big country song
Somewhere there's a cloud of dust behind a Pontiac
And somewhere there's a good ol' boy
Trying to get her back
Counties all got different zip codes
People all got different names
Whatever shade of green your grass grows
It all goes down the same
Don't we all get high
Don't we all get low
And don't we all take the same wrong turns
Down the same old roads
Just trying to get back home
Don't we all let go
Just to hang back on
And don't we all pull up our boots
Leave too soon
And stick around too long
Ain't we all just one big country song
Texas to New York
Front seat to back porch
Anywhere the night might lead
Yeah we're all messed up
Mmmbut guess what
It's a universal thing
And we all get high
And we all get low
And don't we all take the same wrong turns
Down the same old roads
Just trying to get back home
Don't we all let go
Just to hang back on
And don't we all pull up our boots
Leave too soon
And stick around too long
We get out of tune
In the groove
And still keep singing along
Ain't we all just one big country song
Ain't we all just one big country song
Woo
And somebody's drinking somethin'
And making it all alright
Life is like a ballroom jukebox
Every record's all been played
Hit whatever number you want
We all spin around the same
Don't we all get high
Don't we all get low
And don't we all take the same wrong turns
Down the same old roads
Just trying to get back home
Don't we all let go
Just to hang back on
And don't we all pull up our boots
Leave too soon
And stick around too long
Ain't we all just one big country song
Somewhere there's a cloud of dust behind a Pontiac
And somewhere there's a good ol' boy
Trying to get her back
Counties all got different zip codes
People all got different names
Whatever shade of green your grass grows
It all goes down the same
Don't we all get high
Don't we all get low
And don't we all take the same wrong turns
Down the same old roads
Just trying to get back home
Don't we all let go
Just to hang back on
And don't we all pull up our boots
Leave too soon
And stick around too long
Ain't we all just one big country song
Texas to New York
Front seat to back porch
Anywhere the night might lead
Yeah we're all messed up
Mmmbut guess what
It's a universal thing
And we all get high
And we all get low
And don't we all take the same wrong turns
Down the same old roads
Just trying to get back home
Don't we all let go
Just to hang back on
And don't we all pull up our boots
Leave too soon
And stick around too long
We get out of tune
In the groove
And still keep singing along
Ain't we all just one big country song
Ain't we all just one big country song
Woo
Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Robbins, Nicolle Galyon, Maren Morris
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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