歌詞
What's the point of forty acres
If you got it all to yourself?
What's singing along to a Strait song
If you ain't singing with no one else?
I ain't ever seen a pickup without a shotgun seat
And I never looked at it that way
Till the day you looked at me
I know how to build a house on a hill, but what would that be worth
If I come back home and swing alone on my little piece of earth?
Yeah, the more it turned, the more I learned
No matter what I do
There ain't no "I" in country, but there's a Y-O-U
Yeah, I light up when you catch one
Hell, it's the background on my phone
And now I can't stand sittin' in a stand
If I'm sitting in it all alone
I could break some ground, build half the town, like a blue-collar dream come true
Yeah, I can make a name but what's a name without a country girl to give it to, yeah?
I know how to build a house on a hill, but what would that be worth
If I come back home and swing alone on my little piece of earth?
Yeah, the more it turned, the more I learned
No matter what I do
There ain't no "I" in country, but there's a Y-O-U, yeah
A Y-O-U
When it comes to Sunday morning
I've always thanked the Lord
But ever since you, I got a reason to
Thank him even more
I know how to build a house on a hill, but what would that be worth
If I come back home and swing alone on my little piece of earth?
Yeah, the more it turned, the more I learned
No matter what I do
There ain't no "I" in country, but there's a Y-O-U
There ain't no "I" in country, but there's a Y-O-U
Mmm
You, yeah, yeah
Written by: Hunter Phelps, Jake Mitchell, Michael Hardy, Nick Donley, Smith Ahnquist