Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wrangled, artist - Angaleena Presley. Album song Wrangled, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 20.04.2017
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Wrangled |
If I had a dollar for every time he tracked his dirty feet |
Across my clean kitchen floor |
I’d be like those girls in the magazines |
I wouldn’t be under his thumb no more |
Bible says a woman oughta know her place |
Mine’s out here in the middle of all of this |
Wild open space |
Between all of this ropin' and ridin' |
I might as well be hogtied and strangled |
Tired of wakin' up feelin' like I’ve been wrangled |
I’d rather eat dirt than bake another prize-winnin' cherry pie |
The girls down in church can go to hell |
Ironin' shirts and keepin' babies quiet |
Ain’t no life, it’s a livin' jail |
Bible says a woman oughta know her place |
Mine’s out here in the middle of all of this |
Wide open space |
Between all of this ropin' and ridin' |
I might as well be hogtied and strangled |
Tired of wakin' up feelin' like I’ve been wrangled |
He’s real tight with money |
Keeps his truck runnin' like a top |
I’ve seen him to go 'til his hands are bloody |
He ain’t the kind of man who knows how to stop |
Bible says a woman oughta know her place |
Mine’s out here in the middle of all of this |
Wide open space |
Between all of this ropin' and ridin' |
I might as well be hogtied and strangled |
Tired of wakin' up feelin' like I’ve been wrangled |
Tired of wakin' up feelin' like I’ve been wrangled |