My Church - Maren Morris

Always been a fighter, scrapper, and a clawer Used up some luck in lawyers Like Huck from Tom Sawyer jumped on my raft And shoved off chasing my dreams Reeling in big fishes I had some hits, and a few big misses I gave 'em hell and got a few stitches And these days, I show off my scars with One arm around my baby One arm around my boys A heart that's still pretty crazy And a head that hates the noise If the world comes knocking Tell 'em I'm not home I'm finally holdin' my own I've burned up the fast lane Dodging drugs and divorce If I'm proof of anything God sure loves Troubadours Sometimes, late at night I miss the smoke and neon Sneak out of bed, grab a six-string Play what's still turnin' me on Like that tight old-time rock and roll Or that right-down-home country gold I miss blues and soul But not more than I miss being home With one arm around my baby And one arm around my boys A heart that's still pretty crazy And a head that got sick of noise If the world comes knocking And wonder where I've gone Tell 'em I'm holdin' my own 'Til I run out of time I'm gonna spend the rest of mine With one arm around my baby And one arm around my boys A heart that's still pretty crazy And a head that just got sick of noise If the world comes knocking Tell 'em I'm not home I'm finally holdin' my own And when my time on Earth is done I want they write it on my stone I lived, loved, and died holdin' my own I lived, loved, and died holdin' my own

I got a nice sized collection I'll admit it Yea the night I showed it to her I'll never forget it One shot of Whiskey River and she was gone, long gone She couldn't leave my Willie alone I played her everything from Material Girl All of my Skynyrd and Merle The Beatles and the Rolling Stones Yea tried like hell to hook her on the Man in Black She wasn't havin any of that And she kept goin back To the only thing that turned her on She wouldn't leave my Willie alone Well the honeymoon sure did wear off fast We went from huggy, kissy, to fightin like dogs and cats Well bad got worse when she went to cleanin out my home, sweet home And she wouldn't leave my Willie alone I tried to give her everything from Material Girl All of my Skynyrd and Merle The Beatles and the Rolling Stones Yea tried like hell to hook her on the Man in Black She wasn't havin any of that And she keeps comin back To the o-o-only thing that turns her on She won't leave my Willie alone Yea I'm afraid it's been this way my whole life long They won't leave my Willie alone No they won't

Boy, I've been cooking up one hell of a crush I've got you on my mind the minute I wake up You make the morning glow, make the rooster crow, get my juices flowing You know I got the spice, but it ain't enough Baby, would you be my sugar, sugar? Make my heart race, even on a good day You make the world taste better, better Good on anything, want you on everything Just a little bit is all it takes Like a Coca-Cola on a Christmas Day You're what I crave, babe, what can I say? Would you, would you Would you be my sugar, sugar? Tried the fake shit, but it ain't the same A girl just knows when it's the real thing Yeah, I'm a cup of tea with a touch of cream, but something's missing So I'm gonna put this nice and sweet Baby, would you be my sugar, sugar? Make my heart race, even on a good day You make the world taste better, better Good on anything, want you on everything Just a little bit is all it takes Like a Coca-Cola on a Christmas Day You're what I crave, babe, what can I say? Would you, would you Would you be my sugar, sugar? Would you be my sugar, sugar? Sugar, sugar, you make my heart race Even on a good day, you make the world taste Better, better, good on anything Just a little bit is all that it takes Sugar, sugar Make my heart race, even on a good day You make the world taste better, better Good on anything, want you on everything Just a little bit is all it takes Like a Coca-Cola on a Christmas Day You're what I crave, babe, what can I say? Would you, would you Would you be my sugar, sugar? Would you be my sugar, sugar? Yeah

Don't tell me that you got better plans For those velvet hands They're in demand Don't tell me that you're not a little curious Don't be so serious It can be only us If you want more than your eyes on me, yeah You can let me know privately RSVP Bring your love to me, yeah It's an open invitation To an all-night situation If I'm where you wanna be RSVP I'm a fun party, yeah All you gots to bring your loving 'Cause I ain't wearing nothing Nothing you can't take off me RSVP I'm a glass of good whiskey with your name on it Looking for your lips And your fingerprints This floor is waiting for my black dress to fall Somewhere in the hall So don't take too long Watch the sweat fall like confetti, yeah Wake up in my big Cali king RSVP Bring your love to me, yeah It's an open invitation To an all-night situation If I'm where you wanna be RSVP I'm a fun party, yeah All you gots to bring your loving 'Cause I ain't wearing nothing Nothing you can't take off me RSVP Répondez s'il vous plaît, baby baby You know the time and place, baby baby Répondez s'il vous plaît, baby baby So come on don't be late RSVP Bring your love to me, yeah It's an open invitation To an all-night situation If I'm where you wanna be RSVP I'm a fun party, yeah All you gots to bring your loving 'Cause I ain't wearing nothing Nothing you can't take off me RSVP RSVP So come on don't be late, baby baby