Kenny Chesney Take Her Home

Downtown looks like it's New Year's Eve
You find some bar you can halfway breathe
TouchTunes some old deep-cut Cheap Trick
Got your girl singin' every word of it
So you bring a couple shots of chilled Patron
To the prettiest thing that you ever hit on
And somehow she ain't got a boyfriend
So you make her laugh all night and then

Take her home, fall in love
Thank the good Lord up above
That He sent one down into your arms
And put a chain around your raised-hell heart
You try to play it cool walkin' through the door
But you're smilin' like a fool 'cause you can't wait for
Them down-thе-road memories you're bound to makе
And you will one day take her home

Got a stuffed truck sittin' in the driveway
In the back there's a black and a pink suitcase
She can't stop sayin' she's freakin' out
You say, "Baby, you ain't got nothin' to worry about"
Then you hold her hand, kiss her one time
And throw it in drive