Kitchen Table - Walker Hayes

Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

It was used but it looked new

To a couple kids like me and you

So we threw it in the truck

And took the slow way home

We made out at every life

Found out the windows in our drive

Then we carried it to the kitchen

Where we christened it all night long

Blood, sweat and tears

All those years soaked inside the maple

Passion and pain, cracks crashed in stains

We left all the love we were able

On the kitchen table

Years have passed and now our love’s

Cold as the coffee in our cups

We sat here sipping since we try to work

This out

But if this faded table top could talk

It’d tell us, all we’ve got to lose

But it cannot so let’s remember now

All the blood, sweat and tears

All those years soaked inside the maple

Passion and pain, cracks crashed in stains

Let’s leave all the love that we’re able

On the kitchen table

On the kitchen table

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Blood, sweat and tears

All those years soaked inside the maple

Passion and pain, cracks crashed in stains

Let’s leave all the love that we’re able

On the kitchen table

Blood, sweat and tears

All those years soaked inside the maple

On the kitchen table

Passion and pain, cracks crashed in stains

Let’s leave all the love that we’re able

On the kitchen table