Henry, come on

I mean, Henry, come on

Do you think I'd really choose it?

All this off and on

Henry, come on

I mean, baby, come on

Do you think I'd really lose it on ya

If you did nothing wrong?

Henry, come on

Last call, "Hey, y'all"

Hang his hat up on the wall

Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

Go on and giddy up

Soft leather, blue jeans

Call us into void's dreams

Return it, but say it was fun

And it's not because of you

That I turned out so dangerous yesterday

I heard God say, "It's in your blood"

And it struck me just like lightning

I've been fighting, I've been striving

Yesterday I heard God say

"You were born to be the one

To hold the hand of the man

Who flies too close to the sun"

I'll still be nice to your mom

It's not her fault you're leaving

Some people come and they're gone

They just fly away

So take your ass to the house

Don't even bother explaining

There's no working it out, no way

It's last call, "Hey, y'all"

Hang his hat up on the wall

Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

Come on and giddy up

Soft leather, blue jeans

Don't you get it? That's the thing

You can't chase a ghost when it's gone

And it's not because of you

That I turned out so dangerous yesterday

I heard God say, "It's in your blood"

And it struck me just like lightning

I've been fighting, I've been striving

But yesterday I heard God say

"You were born to be the one

To hold the hand of the man

Who flies too close to the sun"

Well, all these country singers

And their lonely rides to Houston

Doesn't really make for the best

"You know, settle down" type

It's last call, "Hey, y'all"

Hang his hat up on the wall

Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

Go on and giddy up

Last call, "Hey, y'all"

Hang his hat up on the wall

Tell him that his cowgirl is gone

Go on and giddy up

Go on and giddy up

Go on and giddy up, hey