Lyrics Price You Pay - LANCO

Price You Pay

So you like all the songs on the country radio?
But if you wanna sing along, there’s some things you should know
It may not be for all, but if you wanna call it the dream
There’s a different side of living life in the songs that we sing
Your clothes smell like smoke on Monday from Saturday night
Your head’s gonna pound from too many cold Miller Lites
Your truck is still stuck in some mud in some field out somewhere
If she wears the jeans that you like, well they can’t help but stare
And I ain’t wanna judge, I ain’t saying what’s right or what’s wrong
That’s the price that you pay for living a country song
Your clothes smell like smoke on Monday from Saturday night
Your head’s gonna pound from too many cold Miller Lites
Your truck is still stuck in some mud in some field out somewhere
And she wears the jeans that you like, well them guys gonna stare
I ain’t wanna judge, I ain’t saying what’s right or what’s wrong
That’s the price that you pay for living a country song
But I ain’t wanna judge, I ain’t saying what’s right or what’s wrong
That’s the price that you pay for living a country song, yeah
Okay, price boys (Woo)
Can we get a bubble?
Man, it’s been a long week
Going down in fame
Alright