Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song He Went To Jared , by - Hardy. Release date: 12.09.2019
Song language: English
He Went To Jared |
| I still got a shoebox full of money |
| Sittin' at the top of my closet |
| From workin' like a dog |
| Got a chicken-scratch note pad |
| Of what I woulda said once I bought it |
| 'Til she called it off |
| Now she’s pickin' out menus and venues and DJs |
| And his cake and her cake, where the honeymoon gon' be |
| With a new 'do, with boo-coos of cold cash |
| I swear that’s the furthest damn thing from me |
| He went to Ole Miss, I went to work |
| He pushes paper, I push the dirt |
| He’s got that clean cut, drivin' him a clean truck |
| I’m just sittin' here with a beer and my jeans tucked |
| He’s tyin' cans on the bumper of a car |
| I’m tyin' one on, takin' it hard |
| Thinkin' 'bout him there with a white horse and carriage |
| Nearly three karats, he went to Jared |
| I went to the bar |
| Yeah, I went to the bar |
| What’s your story, Wallen? |
| Haha, well |
| I got my own ceremony goin' on right here in the neon |
| With my best man Jack |
| It’ll be a meter-on-a-dash smellin'-bad yellow cab takin' me home |
| He’ll be in a Cadillac |
| On his ride to the airline |
| Saint Lucia next to the girl I should still be with |
| But he went to Ole Miss, I went to work |
| He pushes paper, I push the dirt |
| He’s got that clean cut, drivin' him a clean truck |
| I’m just sittin' here with a beer and my jeans tucked |
| He’s tyin' cans on the bumper of a car |
| I’m tyin' one on, takin' it hard |
| Thinkin' 'bout him there with a white horse and carriage |
| Nearly three karats, he went to Jared |
| I went to the bar |
| Yeah, I went to the bar |
| Yeah, I went to the bar |
| Yeah, well maybe I’m drunk and it ain’t that bad |
| 'Cause I ain’t into girls into guys like that |
| Hell naw |
| 'Cause he went to Ole Miss, I went to work |
| He pushes paper, I push the dirt |
| He’s got that clean cut, drivin' him a clean truck |
| I’m just sittin' here with a beer and my jeans tucked |
| He’s tyin' cans on the bumper of a car (Bumper of a car) |
| I’m tyin' one on, takin' it hard |
| Thinkin' 'bout him there with a white horse and carriage |
| Nearly three karats, he went to Jared |
| I went to the bar |
| Yeah, I went to the bar |
| Yeah, I went to to the bar |
| Yeah, yeah, I went to the bar |