Morgan Wallen — Happy Hour

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Looking back I see a million little things that wrecked us
She never liked my pickup truck parked up beside her Lexus
And I never wore them khakis like she asked me
Just trashy old blue jeans, old Skoal ring

[Pre-Chorus]
She packed up her Chanel, said ‘go to hell’, taught me a lesson
And now as far as she’s concerned
I’m in a deep and dark depression

[Chorus]
But it’s happy hour, drinking double shooters
Buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but it all seems silly
‘Cause my good buddy Waylon hooked me up with some willie
Girl, I know a breakup ain’t supposed to be fun
But I’m here at happy hour, happy ours is done, yeah

[Verse 2]
And I know she’ll hear about my ‘paint the town red’ gallivanting
And she’ll think I thought of her curves when I found that gal to dance with
And she’ll tell her friends I’m faking, my hearts breaking, time will take away my grin
But not when every bar I stumble in

[Chorus]
Is happy hour, drinking double shooters
Buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but it all seems silly
‘Cause my good buddy went and hooked me up with some willie
Girl, I know a breakup ain’t supposed to be fun
But I’m here at happy hour, happy ours is done

[Bridge]
Well it’ll make her feel much better if she thinks my life is hell
Tell her ever since she left me it’s like time is standing still

[Chorus]
And it’s happy hour, drinking double shooters
Buying whiskey sours for a pack of cougars
I know I should be sadder but it all seems silly
‘Cause my good buddy went and hooked me up with some willie
Girl, I know a breakup ain’t supposed to be fun
But I’m here at happy hour, happy ours is done
Yeah, I’m here at happy hour, happy ours is done, yeah

Cover ma Up
A heart on the run keeps a hand on the gun
You can’t trust anyone
I was so sure what I needed was more
Tried to shoot out the sun

The days when we raged, we flew off the page
Such damage was done
But I made it through, ’cause somebody knew
I was meant for someone

So girl, leave your boots by the bed
We ain’t leaving this room
’til someone needs medical help
Or the magnolias bloom
It’s cold in this house and I ain’t going out to chop wood
So cover me up and know you’re enough
To use me for good

I put your faith to the test when I tore off your dress
In Richmond on High
I sobered up, I swore off that stuff
Forever this time
And the old lover’s sing
I thought it’d be me who helped him get home
But home was a dream
One that I’d never seen ’til you came along
So girl, hang your dress out to dry
We ain’t leaving this room
’til Percy Priest breaks open wide
And the river runs through
And carries this house on the stones
Like a piece of driftwood
Cover me up and know you’re enough
To use me for good

So girl, leave your boots by the bed
We ain’t leaving this room
’til someone needs medical help
Or the magnolias bloom
It’s cold in this house and I ain’t going out to chop wood
So cover me up and know you’re enough
To use me for good

So cover me up and know you’re enough
To use me for good