Cowsh*t in the Morning lyrics

[Verse 1]
She was a smoke show, east coast girl from the upper class
Her money grew on trees that were planted in her daddy's grass
I brought her out here to the promised land
West of the river, north of the sand
All she ever did was b*tch and ride my country ass

[Chorus]
She hated that cow sh*t in the mornin'
Folgers in an ol' tin can
Boots on a honky tonk floor
And she couldn't stand that Coors Light in my hand
When she kicked my Border Collie
That's when she crossed the line
I'd rather smell cow sh*t in the mornin'
Than put up with her bullsh*t every night

[Post-Chorus]
(Ah)
(Ah)

[Verse 2]
I said adios to her and the horse that she rode in on
When I say horse, I mean that trust fund SUV
Nah, the range ain't no place for a Range Rover
And she got colder than an old Blue Norther
Told me it was here or her, so I flipped her the bird
[Chorus]
She hated that cow sh*t in the mornin'
Folgers in an ol' tin can (Ol' tin can)
Boots on a honky tonk floor
And she couldn't stand that Coors Light in my hand
When she kicked my Border Collie
That's when she crossed the line
I'd rather smell cow sh*t in the mornin'
Than put up with her bullsh*t every night

[Post-Chorus]
(Ah)
(Ah)

[Bridge]
She loved my two-tone flatbed
The black cowboy hat on my head
But she wasn't cut out for all that

[Chorus]
Cow sh*t in the mornin'
Folgers in an ol' tin can (Ol' tin can)
Boots on a honky tonk floor
And she couldn't stand that Coors Light in my hand
When she kicked my Border Collie
That's when she crossed the line
I'd rather smell cow sh*t in the mornin'
Than put up with her bullsh*t every night
[Post-Chorus]
(Ah)
(Ah)