Gone Girl - Morgan Wallen

That DJ on the side stage ain’t played one song I like

It’s all craft beer served in here, can’t even get a cold Bud Light

I see you sittin' over there barely sippin' your drink

Lookin' like you might need a little scenery change

Got a spot I’ve been hittin' since back in the day

What ya say we slip away and say the hell with this place?

Go get a little gone girl on a black Jack label

In the middle of a dirt road dance floor

Way out, nobody in our business

Just us and the crickets and the good Lord

Stars gonna burn on out, moon gonna sneak on down

We could have a hell of a time, I’ll get to makin' you mine

With the rest of what’s left of the night, 'til it’s gone girl

Gone like that six pack we gonna tip back on my hood

Gone like our Levis, gonna hang 'em on an old dogwood

Yeah the thought of you and me in the back 40

With the trees and the bees and the birds

Can’t think of nothin' better but baby no pressure

Really all you gotta do is say the word

We can get a little gone girl on a black Jack label

In the middle of a dirt road dance floor

Way out, nobody in our business

Just us and the crickets and the good Lord

Stars gonna burn on out, moon gonna sneak on down

We could have a hell of a time, I’ll get to makin' you mine

With the rest of what’s left of the night, 'til it’s gone girl

'Til it’s gone girl

So baby let’s roll, take a few backroad curves

Roll 'til we find a little heaven on Earth

Let’s get a little gone girl on a black Jack label

In the middle of a dirt road dance floor

Way out, nobody in our business

Just us and the crickets and the good Lord

Stars gonna burn on out, moon gonna sneak on down

We could have a hell of a time, I’ll get to makin' you mine

With the rest of what’s left of the night, 'til it’s gone girl

Take a few backroad curves, yeah 'til it’s gone girl

Find a little heaven on Earth, 'til it’s gone girl