Hailey Whitters - Wagon

I was free as a bird, I was no strings attached
Sleeping in my own shirt, kinda liked it like that
Rebel child on the loose, living Talladega fast
Just one pair of boots, making one set of tracks
I couldn't even spell settle down
But lately, all I'm thinking about

Is calling up the preacher, tin cans a-draggin'
Turning tall cedars into a country cabin
Picking out the names of the babies we'll be having
'Cause honey, your love is where I'm hitching my wagon

Where I'm pouring my heart and then pouring my Joe
Where I'm growing my garden, where I'm growing old
Where I'm placing my bets, where I'm making my bed
Where I'm hanging my hat
Yeah, the only thing left is

A dog on the porch and some mason jar glasses
Saying, "Lordy, Lordy, how did ten years pass us?"
Pictures on the fridge and some boxes in the attic
'Cause honey, your love is where I'm hitching my wagon

Oh, yeah
Where I'm hitching my wagon

I was free as a bird, I was no strings attached
Now I kind of like the sound of you changing all that

And calling up the preacher, tin cans a-draggin'
Turning tall cedars into a country cabin
Picking out the names of the babies we'll be having
'Cause honey, your love is where I wanna have

A dog on the porch and some mason jar glasses
Saying, "Lordy, Lordy, how did ten years pass us?"
Pictures on the fridge and some boxes in the attic
'Cause honey, your love is where I'm hitching my wagon

Oh, yeah
Where I'm hitching my wagon
Oh, yeah