Sawin' Logs

Last glass of a Bota Box, she finished that one off

She looked at me, I thought, baby, I'll be right back

Ran down to the grocery store, yeah, to pick her up one more

Noticed right there by the door, that firewood rack

Well, for a few more bucks I could really improve my luck

'Bout to heat this cold night up

And get to makin' all kinds of love

I got this hickory bundle and this fancy box of wine

Done went through all kinds of trouble

Just to get home and find

Her passed out on the couch

Buzzin' like an old chainsaw

This ain't good

I've got wood and she's sawin' logs

Well, I didn't know what to do

Cleared my throat a time or two

Stomped all around the room

Well, she hardly made a move

I got more than my hopes up

But I guess that window's shut

I got this hickory bundle and this fancy box of wine

Done went through all kinds of trouble

Just to get home and find

Her passed out on the couch

Buzzin' like an old chainsaw

This ain't good, nah

I've got wood and she's sawin' logs

I guess I'll get me a cold Busch Light

'Cause that's all I'll get tonight

I got this hickory bundle and this fancy box of wine

Done went through all kinds of trouble

Just to get home and find

Her passed out on the couch

Buzzin' like an old chainsaw

This ain't good, nah

I've got wood and she's sawin' logs

She's sawin' logs

She's sawin' logs

Oh, oh