(feat. Miranda Lambert)
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[Blake:]
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Well the moon just came over the tree tops
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And the whipper wheel started to sing
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So I slipped down the hill
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Got into the still
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And drank til my ears started to ring
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I followed a trail to through the hollow
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To a shack back in the woods
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Its my eighteenth birthday
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Honey come out and play
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Its time that we got to no good
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[Duet:]
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Now I aint afraind to be lonely
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But I still wanna learn about love
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Im a hillbilly child raised in the wild
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Come lay down on my bare skin rug
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[Miranda:]
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My dress is torn up and tattered
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My daddy left a long time ago
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And my hair just hangs down
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I never made it to town
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Momma said thats where bad people go
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But me and my sister been talkin'
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Shes eighteen one year older than me
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She laid down with a man
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I want to understand what she says
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I'll never believe
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[Duet:]
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Now I aint afraind to be lonely
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But I still wanna learn about love
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Im a hillbilly child raised in the wild
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Lay me down on your bare skin rug
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[Blake:]
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Now I need a woman
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[Miranda:]
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And I need a man
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[Duet:]
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We aint got nobody
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An' we aint even kin
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Now I aint afraind to be lonely
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But I still wanna learn about love
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Im a hillbilly child raised in the wild
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Lay me down on your bare skin rug
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Come lay down on my bare skin rug
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Bare Skin Rug
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| Blake Shelton |
