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Okay
So, I wrote you this song, I hope you enjoy it
I hope your Granny runs out of cornbread
I hope an acorn hits you in the head
I hope your sweet tea runs out of ice
I hope you end up alone tonight
I hope your beer comes out to be warm
I hope you lay in a yard of thorns
I hope he meets his cousin and loves her more
I hope you burn your marshmallow roast in s'mores (yee-haw)
I hope your car goes in a lake
Hope your bird, dog gets bit by a snake
I hope your farm gets sold to a guy with the first name Jake
And I hope he tells you, you're tacky
While he is walking around in his khakis
'Cause I know he's a city slicker
I hope he falls in love with your sister
I hope your pops tells you he don't love you
Puts a stripper above you
I hope Duck Dynasty don't show up on your TV tonight
Hope you run out of your Wi-Fi, while you're scrolling through sci-fi
I hope that one night he gets you pregnant
And you and him end up on Maury
I hope by now you miss me
I hope you know you did me wrong, you did me wrong (you did)
I hope you know I loved you, I gave you everything
I hope you see me down the road, and it takes you down Memory lane
I hope you remember our first date
Turned your best day into your worst day
I hope that your sunshine goes and turns to a rainy day
Writer(s): Morgan A. Matthews, Jonathan Gabriel Home
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