'Cause I ain't never seen a country boy with tires on his truck this high I said climb on up but honey watch the cup That I'm spitting my dip inside and hold on tight 'Cause it's gonna be wilder than any eight second ride Well I said hey girl what's your

Ooo I heard it through the grapevine Not much longer would you be mine And I'm just about to lose my mind Ooo I heard it through the grapevine, Honey, honey yeah Ooo I bet you're wonderin' how I knew 'Bout your plans to make me blue With some other guy

(That's the kind of love) That's the kind of love I've been dreaming of What you'd do to me tonight In that kind of love And that's the kind of love Honey, this club here is stuck up

Tattooed heart On your tattooed heart You don't need a lot of money Honey, you don't have to play no games All I need is all your loving To get the blood rushing through my veins I wanna say we're going steady

You're as smooth as Tennessee whiskey Tennessee whiskey You're as sweet as strawberry wine You're as warm as a glass of brandy And honey, I stay stoned on your love all the time I used to spend my nights out in a barroom Liquor was the only love I've

Nadine, honey is that you? Honey, is that you? Seems like every time I see you Seems like every time I catch up with you You are up to something new As I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat, I thought I saw my future bride walking up the street, I

I should know, but it's cold And I don't wanna be lonely Where did you go? Hurry, I'm worried Told you not to worry But maybe that's a lie Honey, what's your hurry? Won't you stay inside? Remember not to get too close to stars

Everything I do, I tell you all the time It's you, it's you it's all for you I heard that you like the bad girls, honey is that true? Heaven is a place on earth with you Sound's good enough Straight da fuck up you talkin' bout nigga (talkin' bout me)

(On down the road we go) On down the road we go Down the road I go In my covered wagon Baby, down the road we go That's alright Honey, down the road we go Momma, down the road we go Down the road I go (on down the road we go)

You don't have ta go I'm gonna pack up darlin' Down the road I go Whoa baby, honey what's wrong which' you? Well now, I give you all my money Then ya go downtown, an' you get back in the evenin' Told me, walked down town