Luke Dick, Miranda Lambert - Polyester lyrics
[Luke Dick, Miranda Lambert - Polyester lyrics]
I grew up in a sea of red
All the dirt, the debt, and the cigarettes
And all the words that Jesus said
Still in my heart, still in my head
But Daddy's on the couch in a
Busch Light coma
Brother's on parole, stuck in Oklahoma
Twenty to one, I wouldn't get my diploma
But there it is hanging on the wall
I can hear em' back home, singin'
Hail, hail, trailer park hero
Got a new car and a used tuxedo
Aw, hell, look at you now
You got your first comma in your bank account
Well, you made it out, but you're still in
We still remember when
Your mama was smokin' in the third trimester
Yeah, you might wear leather
But you're made of polyester yeah, polyester
Now I got a nice house out in Tennessee
Ain't got wheels, but it's got AC
Mama's on the phone, updatin' me
'Cause sister won a raffle, got a new TV
And Daddy's off the beer
Now he's on to Dr pepper brother hit a deer
Gotta grill it on the Weber
Million to one, I wouldn't hit a gold record
There it is hanging on the wall
I can hear em' back home, they're singing
Hail, hail, trailer park hero
Got a new car and a used tuxedo
Aw, hell, look at you now
You got your first comma in your bank account
Well, you made it out, but you're still in
We still remember when
You dropped out of Vo Tech first semester
Yeah, you might wear leather
But you're made of polyester aw, hell
Now I got a couple kids
In the backyard swingin'
Lightyears away from my upbringing
Back of my head, I hear em' back home singin'
Uh, huh, and they sing
Hail, hail, trailer park hero
Got a new car and a used tuxedo
Aw, hell, look at you now
You got your first comma in your bank account
Well, you made it out, but you're still in
We still remember when
You were sittin' in your room
Tryin' to learn Def Leopard
Yeah, you might wear leather
But you're made of polyester
Oh, not too shabby for a troubadour drifter
Yeah, you might wear leather
But you're made of polyester yeah, polyester
Yeah, polyester yeah, polyester
Mmm, yeah
All the dirt, the debt, and the cigarettes
And all the words that Jesus said
Still in my heart, still in my head
But Daddy's on the couch in a
Busch Light coma
Brother's on parole, stuck in Oklahoma
Twenty to one, I wouldn't get my diploma
But there it is hanging on the wall
I can hear em' back home, singin'
Hail, hail, trailer park hero
Got a new car and a used tuxedo
Aw, hell, look at you now
You got your first comma in your bank account
Well, you made it out, but you're still in
We still remember when
Your mama was smokin' in the third trimester
Yeah, you might wear leather
But you're made of polyester yeah, polyester
Now I got a nice house out in Tennessee
Ain't got wheels, but it's got AC
Mama's on the phone, updatin' me
'Cause sister won a raffle, got a new TV
And Daddy's off the beer
Now he's on to Dr pepper brother hit a deer
Gotta grill it on the Weber
Million to one, I wouldn't hit a gold record
There it is hanging on the wall
I can hear em' back home, they're singing
Hail, hail, trailer park hero
Got a new car and a used tuxedo
Aw, hell, look at you now
You got your first comma in your bank account
Well, you made it out, but you're still in
We still remember when
You dropped out of Vo Tech first semester
Yeah, you might wear leather
But you're made of polyester aw, hell
Now I got a couple kids
In the backyard swingin'
Lightyears away from my upbringing
Back of my head, I hear em' back home singin'
Uh, huh, and they sing
Hail, hail, trailer park hero
Got a new car and a used tuxedo
Aw, hell, look at you now
You got your first comma in your bank account
Well, you made it out, but you're still in
We still remember when
You were sittin' in your room
Tryin' to learn Def Leopard
Yeah, you might wear leather
But you're made of polyester
Oh, not too shabby for a troubadour drifter
Yeah, you might wear leather
But you're made of polyester yeah, polyester
Yeah, polyester yeah, polyester
Mmm, yeah