things I don’t chase

Yeah, he's a hard one

Never changing Wrangler son

Sleeps in his Red Wings

Loves you like you're everything

Worth slowing down for

Until his eyes are on the door

Yeah, he's the stubborn kind

Yeah, but so am I

I'm gonna sit here, sip my Maker's straight

Watch out the window while he rides away

I know if he wanted to, he would've stayed

Cowboys and whiskey are two things I don't chase

Ooh, ooh

Oh, I'm a strong pour

If you love me, then I'll love you more

And if you're out wandering

Then I ain't gonna rope you in

His eyes were begging me to follow him, to put up a fight

Girl, hold your horses, don't let 'em see you cry

I'm gonna sit here, sip my Maker's straight

Watch out the window while he rides away

I know if he wanted to, he would've stayed

Cowboys and whiskey are two things I don't chase

I'm okay if he's thinking 'bout going

I wouldn't want him anyway

I'm gonna sit here

Watch as he's leaving

I know if he wanted to, he would've stayed

Cowboys and whiskey are two things I don't chase

Ooh, ooh