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stay twangin' - ryan charles & ian munsick lyrics

my momma
dressed me in all wrangler
since i was a baby
every day a different rodeo
let ’em point their fingers
while i count this paper
one day this small town’s
gotta grow

darlin’, i stay tw*ngin’
every day in the ropes
on the back of a horse
covered in stones
i stay tw*ngin’
belt buckle and boots
bolo tie up the suit
everywhere that i go
i stay tw*ngin’
darlin’, i stay tw*ngin’
i stay tw*ngin’
darlin’, i stay tw*ngin’

i was raised out in the boonies
why i dress like willie nelson
what i might show up in
h*ll, there ain’t no tellin’
always had my own stylе
there’s nothing they could tеll him
consider it hate
nah, i think that they were jealous
arrowhead, bolo tie the suit
we them cottonmouth kings
in cottonmouth boots
man, brand*new gus stetson
to hold in the locks
silver wristw*tch
got it covered in them shiny rocks
i walk up in the function
thousand*dollar boots
i do my little dance
and let the darlin’ groove
when i come to perform
they pile in the room
tryna get a little glimpse
of a real jiggy buckaroo
my momma
dressed me in all wrangler
since i was a baby
every day a different rodeo
let ’em point their fingers
while i count this paper
one day this small town’s
gotta grow

i’ve been tw*ngin’ my whole life
i mean, just check out the stones
they wonderin’ where i got it
look around, but no one knows
every time i crack a smile
it looks like my t**th are froze
you get the picture, partner
i ain’t never had to pose
i was raised out in wyoming
so i’m used to all this cold
i already had a moment
so i’m used to all these woah’s
man, these labels tryna sign me
now that everything is gold
but i hop back on my high horse
tell ’em all to hit the road
can you believe they didn’t
sign me for the ten?
now they call each other up
like, “oh, d*mn!”
big trophies on my wall
i didn’t get ’em from no gym
nah, my life a little different, partner
i ain’t nothin’ like them
my momma
dressed me in all wrangler
since i was a baby
every day a different rodeo
let ’em point their fingers
while i count this paper
one day this small town’s
gotta grow

- ryan charles ian munsick lyrics

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