The Way I Talk - Morgan Wallen

It’s got a touch of the town where I grew up

Something in it them California girls love

Some people like to make a little fun of

The way I talk

It gets slower after three or four cold beers

And gets louder when I’m cheerin' on the Volunteers

Folks know I’m country, when they hear

The way I talk

It sounds a little bit like my daddy

It don’t cuss around my mama

Got some words you’ve never heard of

'Less you come from down yonder

The man upstairs gets it

So I ain’t tryna fix it

No I can’t hide it

I don’t fight it, I just roll with it

Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi rolls

It’s the only way I know

Man it ain’t my fault

I just live the way I talk

Yeah it’s, «Yessir, no ma’am, y’all come back, now»

Fighting words if you run my last name down

I ain’t ashamed, matter of fact I’m damn proud

Of the way I talk, y’all

It sounds a little bit like my daddy

It don’t cuss around my mama

Got some words you’ve never heard of

'Less you come from down yonder

The man upstairs gets it

So I ain’t tryna fix it

No I can’t hide it

I don’t fight it, I just roll with it

Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi rolls

It’s the only way I know

Man it ain’t my fault

I just live the way I talk

Slow, like a Sunday morning service back home

And kinda sweet when I got a girl to love on

If you know me, you know

I sound a little bit like my daddy

I don’t cuss around my mama

Got some words you’ve never heard of

'Less you come from down yonder

The man upstairs gets it

So I ain’t tryna fix it

No I can’t hide it

I don’t fight it, I just roll with it

Oh, kinda slow like the Mississippi rolls

It’s the only way I know

Man it ain’t my fault

I just live the way I talk

The way I talk