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Covered Wagon (Letra) – Miranda Lambert
Letras da musica:
(verse 1):::
Get the lead out, momma
Pack up everything we own
The smogs about to get me
And I’ve got a mind to roam

(chorus):::
In my covered wagon
Honey, down the road we go
On down the road we go
On down the road we go

(verse 2):::
Got an itch to ramble
And I got no place to be
The people in the city
They ain’t got now use for me

(chorus):::
In my covered wagon
Momma, down the road we go
On down the road we go
On down the road we go
Alright

(chorus):::
Baby, down the road we go
On down the road we go
On down the road we go

(verse 3):::
I’m headed for the country
Can’t nothing keep me here
I feel so free and easy
Like a funky pioneer

(chorus):::
In my covered wagon
Momma, down the road we go
On down the road we go
In my covered wagon
Baby, down the road we go
On down the road we go
Honey, down the road we go
On down the road we go
Baby, down the road we go
On down the road we go
Baby, down the road we go
On down the road we go
Honey, down the road we go

(bridge):::
Down the road I know
Down the road I go
Down the road I go (on down the road we go)
Down the road I go (on down the road we go)
That’s alright

(outro):::
On down the road we go
That’s alright
On down the road I go
(on down the road we go)
On down the road I go
(on down the road we go)
(on down the road we go)
On down the road I go
(on down the road we go)
On down the road I go
(on down the road we go)
Down the road I go
(on down the road we go)
On the road I know
(on down the road we go)
On down the road I go
(on down the road we go)
On down the road I go
That’s alright

(on down the road we go)
(on down the road we go)
(on down the road we go)
(on down the road we go)

Bad Boy (Letra) – Miranda Lambert
Letras da musica:
(verse 1):::
Saturday’s gonna keep you up all night
‘cause sunday morning ain’t your style
It’s been a while
Since I’ve seen the sun rise
I’m not sure how you make a living
You can buy me one of whatever
You’re drinking
I’m thinking my mama warned me
About your kind
Sure, you can light my cigarette
Don’t think you can light my heart
Don’t think I haven’t figured
You out from the start

(pre-chorus):::
Giving in to bad boys
Like you never got me very far
It’s trouble now, baby drink it down
You should have seen it coming

(chorus):::
Bad boy, driving me mad boy
I’ve got it bad boy, for you
Bad boy, maybe it’s a bad choice
I’ve got it bad boy for you

(verse 2):::
The more I hear your (?):::
The more my curiosity peaks
The more I don’t wanna leave this bar alone
The whisky’s making me wonder why
You wear your hat down low
But your walls are high
How long you gonna hide
Behind them walls of stone?
Sure, you can buy me one more round
Don’t think you can buy my heart
Don’t think I haven’t figured you out
From the start

(pre-chorus):::
Giving in to bad boys like
You never got me very far
It’s trouble now, baby drink it down
You should have seen it coming

(chorus):::
Bad boy, driving me mad boy
I’ve got it bad boy, for you
Bad boy, maybe it’s a bad choice
I’ve got it bad boy, bad boy, for you

(outro):::
You should have seen it coming
Bad boy, driving me mad boy
I’ve got it bad boy, for you
Bad boy, maybe it’s a bad choice
I’ve got it bad boy, bad boy
Bad boy, driving me mad boy
I’ve got it bad boy, bad boy

Six Degrees Of Separation (Letra) – Miranda Lambert
Letras da musica:
(verse 1):::
Thought that I was safe down in new orleans
‘til I picked up a quarter from 1979
Stuck it in the back pocket of these jeans
Worn in boyfriend button down levis
In the saints town
I can’t seem to figure out
How to get around, but I ain’t moving on
Threw the quarter in an old street case
And I’ll be damned
He started playing our song

(chorus):::
Six degrees of separation
You’re all over this damn nation
But I’m out of your (?):::
But you still find a way to get a hold on me
And it’s six degrees of separation

(verse 2):::
Hailed a cab up in nyc
Saw an ad for a litigation
Lawyer on a bus stop bench
Sitting waiting for the red light
To turn green
Smoke-breakers flirting on the steps of (?):::
Hit the roosevelt, took it to the 12th
Got a funny feeling
As I put my key in the door
Never seen the likes of these city lofts
I swear to god, son I’ve been here before

(chorus):::
Six degrees of separation
You’re all over this damn nation
I’m out of your (?):::
You still find a way to get a hold on me
And it’s six degrees of separation

Well, it’s six degrees of separation
Yeah, it’s six degrees of separation

(outro):::
Thought that I was safe down in new orleans
‘til I picked up a quarter from 1979

To Learn Her (Letra) – Miranda Lambert
Letras da musica:
verse 1):::
To love her
Is to learn her
And see her at her worst
Dance with her when she’s drinking
Hold her when she hurts
She’ll be happy, you’ll be sorry
Well, that’s just how it works

(chorus):::
To love her is to learn her
Some things you just can’t learn

(verse 2):::
You’ll meet her momma
You’ll love her daddy
You’ll know how much she’s worth
You’ll have thanksgiving dinners
And sunday morning church
You’ll be true and you’ll be tride
But the tables always turn

(chorus):::
To love her is to learn her
Some things you just can’t learn

(verse 3):::
It’s a lesson
It’s a blessing
You don’t know everything
If you take her
You might hate her
And be left with just a ray

(chorus):::
To love her is to lose her
Hey, that’s just how it works
To love her is to learn her
Some things you just can’t learn
Oh, to love her is to learn her
Some things you just can’t learn

For The Birds (Letra) – Miranda Lambert
Letras da musica:
(verse 1):::
I’m against the days
When the skies stay bummer-grey
And the cake just tastes okay, okay
Well I guess I’m anti-yuck
Against the stuff that sucks
Pulls the life out of your soul
And shuts it down

(verse 2):::
I’m against the doc
Letting good tomatoes rott
Being someone that you’re not
When you’re not
Well I guess I’m anti-hate
Cause that ain’t what it takes
It’ss love that makes
This crazy world go round

(chorus):::
I’m for the sun, I’m for the breeze
Old dogs sleeping at your feet
I’m for the girls with curls and curves
I’m for questions
I’m for freedom
Celebrating every season
For the bees and the trees and the dirt
I’m for the birds
I’m for the birds
I’m for the birds

(verse 3):::
I’m against the notion
Of drinking witchy potions
And causing big commotion
You know son
I guess I’m anti-confrontation
I’d rather have a conversation
About nothing in particular at all

(verse 4):::
I’m against them feelings
The once that get revealing
Slamming hearts right in the ceilings
You feel me
And I guess I’m anti-tears
I’d rather sip an ice cold beer
Listen to some country music until dawn

(chorus):::
I’m for the sun, I’m for the breeze
Old dogs sleeping at your feet
I’m for the girls with curls and curves
I’m for questions
I’m for freedom
Celebrating every season
For the bees and the trees and the dirt
I’m for the birds
I’m for feathers
I’m for wings
I’m for tweedle-deedle-dee-dee-dee
For what its worth
For what its worth
I’m for the birds
I’m for the birds
I’m for the birds
I’m for the birds
I’m for the birds
I’m for the birds
I’m for the birds
Tweedle-deedle-dee-dee-dee

Smoking Jacket (Letra) – Miranda Lambert
Letras da musica:
(chorus):::
I want a man with a smoking jacket
And a deeper pocket with money to burn
I want a man who knows his status
And he makes a habit of loving me
Till it hurts

(verse 1):::
He might be heavy on the pedal
But he knows how to take it slow
He might be quite continental
But he knows how to take me home
Yes, he is

(chorus):::
I want a man with a smoking jacket
And a car thats classic living bourgeoisie
I want a man whose heart is tragic
But he makes his magic every night on me

(verse 2):::
We go together just like nicotine and chanel
And when he lights up I’m his lucky strike
Waiting for him to exhale

(chorus):::
I want a man with a smoking jacket
And a deeper pocket with money to burn
I want a man who knows his status
And he makes a habit of loving me
Til it hurts

(bridge):::
Velvet and refined, he’s defined to hold me
I don’t need a diamond
I like wearing his smoke rings

(outro):::
I want a man
I want a man
I want a man
I want a man with a smoking jacket
And he lights his matches with kerosene
I want a man
I want a man
I want a man with a smoking jacket
I want a man
I want a man
I want a man with a smoking jacket

Highway Vagabond (Letra) – Miranda Lambert
Letras da musica:
(verse 1):::
I wanna go somewhere where nobody knows
I wanna know somewhere where nobody goes
Following gold lines on the ground
Northbound, southbound
There’s something ‘bout the way
I feel when the wheels go round
And round and round

(chorus 1):::
Highway vagabonds, living like hippies
Moving right along to the next big city
Okay, jump off the exit
Truck stop, rest stop, next stop texas
Caravan like a wild west show
I don’t care, man, as long as we go
My way
Get off one and get on the other
Highway, vagabonds

(verse 2):::
Daddy was a drifter, mama died young
I still don’t know where I come from
On the map and off the grid
With all my friends
Roaming town to town like willie did
When he was a kid, on the road again

(chorus 2):::
Highway vagabonds, living like hippies
Moving right along to the next big city
Okay, jump off the exit
Truck stop, rest stop, next stop texas
Caravan like a wild west show
I don’t care, man, as long as we go
My way, singing for your supper
Get off one and get on the other
Highway, vagabonds

(bridge):::
But if we ain’t broke down
Then we ain’t doing something right
But if we ain’t broke down
Then we ain’t slowing down tonight

(pre-chorus):::
Highway vagabonds, living like hippies
Moving right along to the next big city

(chorus 2):::
Highway vagabonds, living like hippies
Moving right along to the next big city
Okay, jump off the exit
Truck stop, rest stop, next stop texas
Caravan like a wild west show
I don’t care, man, as long as we go
My way, singing for your supper
Get off one and get on the other
Highway, vagabonds

(outro):::
Highway vagabonds
Highway vagabonds
Living like hippies (highway vagabonds)
Moving right along to the next big city
Living like hippies (highway vagabonds)
Moving right along to the next big city
(highway vagabonds)
Living like – highway vagabonds
(highway vagabonds)