Locomotive

Miranda Lambert

I'm like a locomotive
I don't run out of steam
I'm headed toward the reservoir and I'm gonna need a drink

I ain't no Napa Valley
New York City seems okay
I'm a little bit more Tennessee and there's whiskey in my veins

I'm sweet tea sippin' on a front porch, sittin'
While my hubby fries chicken and I'm pickin' these strings
Been down on my luck, but I ain't givin' up
Well, I totaled his truck, but he loves me just the same
Mm, he gives me wings, oh, he gives me wings

I ain't no grand piano
I play a little out of tune
I spent all of my glory days in a honky-tonk saloon

Now I'm sweet tea sippin' on a front porch, sittin'
While my hubby fries chicken and I'm pickin' these strings
I've been down on my luck, but I ain't givin' up
Got a heart like a truck, I'm a hummingbird, ready to sing
Mm, he gives me wings, oh, he gives me wings

I'm sweet tea sippin' on a front porch, sittin'
While my hubby fries chicken and I'm pickin' these strings
I've been down on my luck, got a heart like a truck
So I ain't givin' up, I'm a hummingbird, ready to sing
Mm, he gives me wings, oh, he gives me wings
Oh, he gives me wings, mm, he gives me wings