I'm Rockin'
Well it's been two months since I drank a little too much
Said the wrong things and she packed up her stuff
Moved down to Mississippi, told her friends she never loved me
Said I was nothing but a long-haired hillbilly
Now I'm sitting here drowning in a cold beer
Don't tell her you saw me
Well, if she asks about me, oh, I'm rockin',
I won the lottery, everybody's talking,
Money in the bank, gas in the tank,
A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I'm rockin'
Now I ain't slept in days, I just lie there awake
Dreamin' 'bout what she's wearing, moon shinin' heartache
Now I know why Hank said it just right,
You put the record on, "I'm So Lonesome I could cry"
I'm sitting here, drowning in a fuzz was beer
Don't tell her now...
Well, if she asks about me, oh, I'm rockin',
I won the lottery, everybody's talking,
Money in the bank, gas in the tank,
A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I'm rockin'
Come on now
Woo...
Well, if she asks about me, oh, I'm rockin',
I won the lottery and everybody's talking,
Got money in the bank, gas in the tank,
A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I'm rockin'
Said the wrong things and she packed up her stuff
Moved down to Mississippi, told her friends she never loved me
Said I was nothing but a long-haired hillbilly
Now I'm sitting here drowning in a cold beer
Don't tell her you saw me
Well, if she asks about me, oh, I'm rockin',
I won the lottery, everybody's talking,
Money in the bank, gas in the tank,
A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I'm rockin'
Now I ain't slept in days, I just lie there awake
Dreamin' 'bout what she's wearing, moon shinin' heartache
Now I know why Hank said it just right,
You put the record on, "I'm So Lonesome I could cry"
I'm sitting here, drowning in a fuzz was beer
Don't tell her now...
Well, if she asks about me, oh, I'm rockin',
I won the lottery, everybody's talking,
Money in the bank, gas in the tank,
A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I'm rockin'
Come on now
Woo...
Well, if she asks about me, oh, I'm rockin',
I won the lottery and everybody's talking,
Got money in the bank, gas in the tank,
A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I'm rockin'
Credits
Writer(s): Neil Mason, Jaren Johnson, Kelby Caldwell
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