Don’t We Lyrics – Morgan Wallen

Song Credits

Sone Name	Don’t We
Album	I’m The Problem
Lead Vocals	Morgan Wallen
Song Writer	Morgan Wallen, Rocky Block, Blake Pendergrass, Charlie Handsome, Ashley Gorley & John Byron
Music Producer	Charlie Handsome & Joey Moi
Label	Big Loud Records
Release Date	May 16, 2025
Song Language	English
Copyright ©	Big Loud Records

Lyrics of Don’t We by Morgan Wallen

Wouldn’t Trade This Holler
For A Stone-cold Million Dollars
My Green All Comes Blue Collar, And I’m All Good With That
This World’s Been Changin’
But These Folks ’round Here, They Ain’t Been
They All Still Windshield Wavin’ When They Slow Rollin’ Past

We Could Live A Little Higher On The Hog
But I Don’t Think That We’d Be No Better Off

Not Everybody Got That Spot Out In The Forty
Some Ten-point Buck They Shot, Hangin’ Like A Velvet Trophy
Fridays And Parkin’ Lots, Outside Of Somewhere Holy
Not Everybody Likes This Kind Of Life, But We Do, Don’t We?
Still Workin’ Hard Like My Daddy Told Me
Still Keepin’ Lowkey
Still Ridin’ High Behind Them Low Beams
If You Write Home About, There’s Nowhere You Don’t Know Me
Not Everybody Thinks We Got It Made, But We Do, Don’t We?

It Might Be Simple, But These Two Lanes, They My Temple
And That River Rollin’ Gentle Wash My Worries Away
I Used To Hate It, But I Travel Lots Of Pavements
And There Ain’t No Better Places As The End Of The Day

So I Pass The Play And Thank The Lord He Put Me Here
And Pray That Times Like Mine Don’t Ever Disappear

Not Everybody Got That Spot Out In The Forty
Some Ten-point Buck They Shot, Hangin’ Like A Velvet Trophy
Fridays And Parkin’ Lots, Outside Of Somewhere Holy
Not Everybody Likes This Kind Of Life, But We Do, Don’t We?
Still Workin’ Hard Like My Daddy Told Me
Still Keepin’ Lowkey
Still Ridin’ High Behind Them Low Beams
If You Write Home About, There’s Nowhere You Don’t Know Me
Not Everybody Thinks We Got It Made, But We Do, Don’t We?

Yeah
But We Do, Don’t We?

Not Everybody Takes Off Their Hat
Stands For The Flag
That Them Boys Overseas Got On They Sleeve
Not Everybody Dies Where They Born
Takes A Field Full Of Corn
And Turns It Into Whiskey, Say It With Me
Yeah, We Do, Don’t We?

Not Everybody Got That Spot Out In The Forty
Some Ten-point Buck They Shot, Hangin’ Like A Velvet Trophy
Fridays And Parkin’ Lots, Outside Of Somewhere Holy
Not Everybody Likes This Kind Of Life, But We Do, Don’t We?
Still Workin’ Hard Like My Daddy Told Me
Still Keepin’ Lowkey
Still Ridin’ High Behind Them Low Beams
If You Write Home About, There’s Nowhere You Don’t Know Me
Not Everybody Thinks We Got It Made, But We Do, Don’t We?
Not Everybody Got That Spot Out In The Forty
(But We Do, Don’t We?)
Fridays And Parkin’ Lots, Outside Of Somewhere Holy
Not Everybody Likes This Kind Of Life, But We Do, Don’t We?

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