Margo Price About To Find Out

Well I’ve had about enough of your two-cent words

And the way you’re running your mouth

No you haven’t got a clue or another thing to do

Except to take another picture of yourself

You’re living high on the hog looking down at us all

You may have come so easy and happened so fast

But the harder they come, they fall

You have many people fooled about your motivation

But I don’t believe your lies

You blow so much smoke it’s bound to make you choke

I see the snakes in both of your eyes

But you wouldn’t know class if it bit you in the ass

And you’re standing much too tall

You may have come so easy and happened so fast

But the harder they come, they fall

Tell me what does your pride taste like honey

Or haven’t you tried it out?

It’s better than the taste of a boot in your face

Without any shadow of a doubt

You better learn where the line is

You missed a lot you’ve gotta learn about

How’s it gonna feel to be put in your place

Well I guess you’re about to find out

Some folks today have got nothing to say

Except to talk about their wealth

But the poor’s still poor and the war’s still war

And everybody wants more for themselves

Like a rich man’s child you never walked a mile

One day you won’t have nothing to sell

You may have come so easy and happened so fast

But the way I see it you fell

Tell me what does your pride taste like honey

Or haven’t you tried it out?

It’s better than the taste of a boot in your face

Without any shadow of a doubt

You better learn where the line is

You missed a lot you’ve gotta learn about

How’s it gonna feel to be put in your place

Well I guess you’re about to find out

I said how’s it gonna feel to be put in your place

Well I guess you’re about to find out

Margo Price Tennessee Song

Let’s go back to Tennessee

You and me

Let’s go back to Tennessee

Let’s go back

Get off your chest what’s on your mind

Pull the cork and pour the wine

Spill the beans, break the bread

The way you sing could wake the dead

I’ve been thinking about the road

Saddle up and let it roll

I don’t know what suits you best

Sixty-five or Forty West

Without a doubt I may be wrong

But I’ve got a feeling going strong

In this world we won’t be long

The future ain’t what it used to be

Let’s go back to Tennessee

Mountain high and valley low

Let’s build down where the waters flow

Dig a well, pump the crank

Catch our dinner from the river bank

City life’s a poison pill

Take me down where the wind is still

Take your time, baby, don’t take long

Play another southern song

In this world we won’t be long

Let’s go back to Tennessee

You and me

Let’s go back to Tennessee

Let’s go back

Way back when the land was free

By nature and sovreignity

Lakota lived here long ago

Living off the buffalo

Seasons go, seasons come

Who we are and where we’re from

The truth is clear to those who know

As above, so below

Take your time but don’t take long

I’ve got a feeling going strong

In this world we won’t be long

Let’s go back to Tennessee

You and me

Let’s go back to Tennessee

Let’s go back

Let’s go back to Tennessee

You and me

Let’s go back to Tennessee

Let’s go back

Let’s go back

Margo Price A Little Pain

I’m so tired but I can’t sleep

Too many obligations I’m trying to keep

Gotta please everybody except for myself

But like Levon said, “Ain’t in it for my health”

Everybody thinks it’s all work and no fun

But a little pain never hurt anyone

A little pain never hurt anyone

When I come I home, I’ve gotta leave

My reality is only make-believe

Someone said it’s one or the other

But I’m breaking my back and working like a mother

Who’s to say just how it’s done?

And a little pain never hurt anyone

A little pain never hurt anyone

A little pain never hurt anyone

Baby, slow down, better hurry up quick

I feel so good that it’s making me sick

And I didn’t mean to call your phone

I said, I like you the best when I’m all alone

It’s been real but I gotta run

And a little pain never hurt anyone

A little pain never hurt anyone

A little pain never hurt anyone

A little pain, a little pain never hurt anyone

Margo Price Paper Cowboy

Well you’re nothing but a paper cowboy

Made out of glue and old news

And all your bravado and your drug-dealing ways

That only gives us the blues

Well you’re nothing but a paper cowboy

Made out of glue and old news

And all your bravado and your drug-dealing ways

Well that only gives us the blues

You’re always out talking a good game

With your cronies, your clowns, and your dogs

All of the things that you say you’ll do

Well a million-to-one says you won’t

So lay down your guns

They were never loaded anyhow

With your high-dollar boots

And your trash-talking mouth

This town has no use for you now

When everyone gets on to your tricks

Where in the hell are you gonna go?

Can’t say that you’ve got nothing to prove

Baby, when you’ve got nothing show

Because you’re nothing but a paper cowboy

So fade away like a good cowboy should

With your pony, the reigns, hell on the plains

And you can tell them you was misunderstood

So lay down your guns

They were never loaded anyhow

With your high-dollar boots

And your trash-talking mouth

Oh this town has no use for you now

Said this town has no use for you now