Mamaw's House
Thomas Rhett"Mamaw's House" is a song by Thomas Rhett, released in 2023 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:45 long and contains 32 lines and 300 words.
Lyrics
0:00Sorry y'all my mamaw called me I'll I'll be right back hello
0:17It was always hotter than the grease she used to fry that chicken
0:23Smelled like Marlboro Reds and all the butter from her biscuits
0:28And that Lincoln in the driveway circa 1982
0:34Was on the shiny side of rusty and on the paler side of blue
0:40'Cussin and complainin' weren't allowed in Mamaw's house
0:47If every nightstand had a Bible every front porch had a swing
0:52If every backyard had a garden every front door had a screen
0:58Well maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
1:04If every town had a Mamaw's house
1:13Thomas Rhett：
1:14She'd ask if I was hungry every thirty seconds
1:19And say things like hellfire tarnation and I reckon's
1:24It's where I spent my summers and she put me to work
1:30Shellin' peas and shuckin' corn until my fingers hurt
1:35No tellin' who I'da been without Mamaw's house
1:43If every nightstand had a Bible every front porch had a swing
1:48If every backyard had a garden every front door had a screen
1:54Yeah maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
2:00If every town had a Mamaw's house
2:04Morgan Wallen：
2:04Yeah and if they did when I punch the clock
2:07Tonight I know right where I'd be
2:11I'd walk in and get a big ol' hug
2:15And a bigger glass of tea
2:17Thomas Rhett/Morgan Wallen：
2:17If every nightstand had a Bible every front porch had a swing
2:23If every backyard had a garden every front door had a screen
2:28Yeah maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
2:35If every town had a Mamaw's house
2:39Yeah maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down
2:45If every town had a Mamaw's house
Sorry y'all my mamaw called me I'll I'll be right back hello It was always hotter than the grease she used to fry that chicken Smelled like Marlboro Reds and all the butter from her biscuits And that Lincoln in the driveway circa 1982 Was on the shiny side of rusty and on the paler side of blue 'Cussin and complainin' weren't allowed in Mamaw's house If every nightstand had a Bible every front porch had a swing If every backyard had a garden every front door had a screen Well maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down If every town had a Mamaw's house Thomas Rhett： She'd ask if I was hungry every thirty seconds And say things like hellfire tarnation and I reckon's It's where I spent my summers and she put me to work Shellin' peas and shuckin' corn until my fingers hurt No tellin' who I'da been without Mamaw's house If every nightstand had a Bible every front porch had a swing If every backyard had a garden every front door had a screen Yeah maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down If every town had a Mamaw's house Morgan Wallen： Yeah and if they did when I punch the clock Tonight I know right where I'd be I'd walk in and get a big ol' hug And a bigger glass of tea Thomas Rhett/Morgan Wallen： If every nightstand had a Bible every front porch had a swing If every backyard had a garden every front door had a screen Yeah maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down If every town had a Mamaw's house Yeah maybe this crazy world would straighten up and slow on down If every town had a Mamaw's house
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