Mamaw's House (feat. Morgan Wallen)

It was always hotter than the grease

She used to fry that chicken

Smelled like Malboro Reds

And all the butter from her biscuits

And that Lincoln in the driveway circa 1982

Was on the shiny side of rusty

And on the paler side of blue

And cussin' and complainin' weren't allowed

At Mamaw's house

If every nightstand had a Bible

Every front porch had a swing

If every backyard had a garden

Every front door had a screen

Well, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down

If every town had a Mamaw's house

She'd ask if I was hungry

Every thirty seconds

And say things like "Hellfire"

"Tarnation," and "I reckons"

It's where I spent my summers

And she put me to work

Shellin' peas and shuckin' corn

Until my fingers hurt

No tellin' who I'da been without

Mamaw's house

If every nightstand had a Bible

Every front porch had a swing

If every backyard had a garden

Every front door had a screen

Yeah, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down

If every town had a Mamaw's house

Yeah, and if they did, when I punched the clock tonight

I know right where I'd be

I'd walk in and get a big old hug

And a bigger glass of tea

If every nightstand had a Bible

Every front porch had a swing

If every backyard had a garden

Every front door had a screen

Yeah, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down

If every town had a Mamaw's house

Yeah, maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down

If every town had a Mamaw's house