Lyrics

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): Jonathan Gabriel Horne, Morgan Matthews, Colin Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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