Beyoncé Cowboy Carter Tour 2025 Full Setlist

Nothin’ really ends

For things to stay the same, they have to change again

Hello, my old friend

You change your name, but not the ways you play pretend

American Requiem

Them big ideas (yeah), are buried here (yeah)

Amen

It’s a lot of talkin’ goin’ on

While I sing my song

Can you hear me?

I said, “Do you hear me?”

Looker there, looker there, now

Looker there, looker there

Looker-looker, looker there, looker there

Looker-looker, looker there, looker there

Looker-looker, looker there, looker there (oh, yeah)

Looker-looker, looker there, looker there

It’s a lot of chatter in here

But let me make myself clear (oh)

Can you hear me? (Huh)

Or do you fear me? (Ow)

Can we stand for somethin’?

Now is the time to face the wind (Ow)

Comin’ in peace and love, y’all

Oh, a lot of takin’ up space

Salty tears beyond my gaze

Can you stand me?

(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) Ooh, ah

(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) Can we stand?

(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) Can you stand with me?

Can we stand for somethin’?

Now is the time to face the wind

Now ain’t the time to pretend

Now is the time to let love in

Thinkin’ to myself (thinkin’ to myself)

Oh, it’s a lot of talkin’ goin’ on (oh)

While I sing my song (yeah)

Do you hear me when I say?

Do you hear me when I say? Ah

Looker there, looker there

Looker, look

Looker-looker-looker-looker-looker

Looker-looker there, looker there

L-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-looker there

Oh, looker there, looker there

Looker there, looker there

(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) L-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l

(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?)

Can we stand for somethin’?

Now is the time to face the wind (now is the time to face the wind)

Now ain’t the time to pretend

Now is the time to let love in (to let love in)

Together, can we stand?

Looker there, looker in my hand

The grand baby of a moonshine man

Gadsden, Alabama

Got folks down in Galveston, rooted in Louisiana

They used to say I spoke, “Too country”

And the rejection came, said I wasn’t, “Country ‘nough”

Said I wouldn’t saddle up, but

If that ain’t country, tell me, what is?

Plant my bare feet on solid ground for years

They don’t, don’t know how hard I had to fight for this

When I sing my song

Goodbye to what has been

Pretty house that we never settled in

A funeral for fair-weather friends

I am the one to cleanse me of my Father’s sins

American Requiem

Them big ideas (yeah) are buried here (yeah)

Amen

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

(You were only waiting for this moment to arise)

Blackbird singing in the dead of night (dead of night, night)

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see (learn to see all your life)

All your life (all your life)

You were only waiting for this moment to be free

Blackbird fly (blackbird, blackbird, fly, fly, fly, fly)

Blackbird fly (blackbird, blackbird, fly, fly, fly, fly)

Into the light of a dark, black night

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Blackbird fly (fly, fly)

Blackbird fly (fly)

Into the light of a dark, black night

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly (learn to fly, learn to fly)

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

This ain’t Texas (ooh)

Ain’t no hold ’em (hey)

So lay your cards down, down, down, down

So park your Lexus (ooh)

And throw your keys up (hey)

Stick around, ’round, ’round, ’round, ’round (stick around)

And I’ll be damned if I can’t slow-dance with you

Come pour some sugar on me, honey too

It’s a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don’t be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo, ha

There’s a tornado (there’s a tornado)

In my city (in my city)

Hit the basement (hit the basement)

That shit ain’t pretty (shit ain’t pretty)

Rugged whiskey (rugged whiskey)

‘Cause we survivin’ (’cause we survivin’)

Puffin’ red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passin’ time, yeah

Ooh, one step to the right

We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice

Ooh, run me to the left

Then spin me in the middle, boy, I can’t read your mind

This ain’t Texas (oh)

Ain’t no hold ’em (hey)

So lay your cards down, down, down, down

So park your Lexus (ooh)

And throw your keys up (hey)

Stick around, ’round, ’round, ’round, ’round (stick around)

And I’ll be damned if I can’t slow-dance with you

Come pour some sugar on me, honey too

It’s a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don’t be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo

And I’ll be damned if I cannot dance with you

Come pour some liquor on me, honey too

It’s a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don’t be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo

There’s a heatwave (there’s a heatwave)

Comin’ at us (comin’ at us)

Too hot to think straight (too hot to think straight)

Too cold to panic (cold to panic)

All other problems

Just feel dramatic (just feel dramatic)

And now we’re runnin’ to the first bar that we find, yeah

Ooh, one step to the right

We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice

Ooh, you run to the left

Just with me in the middle, boy, I can’t read your mind

This ain’t Texas (oh)

Ain’t no hold ’em (hey)

So lay your cards down, down, down, down (oh)

So park your Lexus (hey)

Throw your keys up (hey)

Stick around, ’round, ’round, ’round, ’round (stick around)

And I’ll be damned if I cannot dance with you

Come pour some sugar on me, honey too

It’s a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don’t be a bitch, come take it to the floor now, woo

And I’ll be damned if I cannot dance with you

Come pour some liquor on me, honey too

It’s a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don’t be a -, come take it to the floor now, ooh

Take it to the floor now, ooh (oops, spurs, boots)

To the floor now, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (tap back, oops, shoot)

Come take it to the floor now, ooh

And I’ll be damned if I cannot dance with you

Baby, pour that sugar and liquor on me too (spurs, spurs, boots)

Sologenic, photogenic, shoot

One, two, three, four

Ooh-wee-ooh (ah)

Ooh-wee-ooh

So sweet

I give you kisses in the backseat

I whisper secrets in the backbeat

You make me cry, you make me happy, happy (happy)

Leave my lipstick on the cigarette

Just toss it, and you stomp it out, out

Inhalin’ whiskey when you kiss my neck

We’ve been hurtin’, but it’s happy hour, oh, hour

Oh, oh, oh

They couldn’t have me

And they never will

And sometimes I hold you closer

Just to know you’re real

Wheels in the gravel

Davis in my bones

Sometimes I take a day off just to turn you on

On, on, oh

Honey, honey

I could be your bodyguard (hey)

Oh, honey, honey

I could be your Kevlar (huh)

Oh, honey, honey

I could be your lifeguard (hey)

Ooh, honey, honey

You should let me ride shotgun, shotgun

Oh, oh, oh

Be your best friend

I protect you in the mosh pit

And I’ll defend you in the gossip

You know how people like to start shit and pop shit

I don’t like the way she’s lookin’ at you

Someone better hold me back, oh-oh

Chargin’ ten for a double and I’m talkin’

I’m ’bout to lose it, turn around and John Wayne that ass (one, two, three, four)

They couldn’t catch you (with me)

And they never will (you see)

Sometimes I hold you closer

Just to know you’re real (ah-ah)

Tell me your problems (I got you)

I take how you feel (huh)

I show you an exit

When you’re restless, I take the wheel

Oh, oh, oh

Honey, honey

You could be my bodyguard (huh)

Oh, honey, honey

Will you let me ride shotgun? Shotgun

Oh, oh, oh

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh

I could be your bodyguard

Please let me be your Kevlar, huh

Baby, let me be your lifeguard

Would you let me ride a shotgun? Shotgun?

Oh, oh, oh

One, two, three, four

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I’m warnin’ you, don’t come for my man (Jolene)

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

Don’t take the chance because you think you can

You’re beautiful beyond compare

Takes more than beauty and seductive stares

To come between a family and a happy man

Jolene, I’m a woman too

The games you play are nothing new

So you don’t want no heat with me, Jolene

We been deep in love for twenty years

I raised that man, I raised his kids

I know my man better than he knows himself (uh, what?)

I can easily understand why you’re attracted to my man

But you don’t want this smoke

So shoot your shot with someone else (you heard me)

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I’m warnin’ you, woman, find you your own man

Jolene, I know I’m a queen, Jolene

I’m still a Creole banjee bitch from Louisiana (don’t try me)

There’s a thousand girls in every room

That act as desperate as you do

You a bird, go on and sing your tune, Jolene (what?)

I had to have this talk with you ‘Cause I hate to have to act a fool

Your peace depends on how you move, Jolene

Me and my man crossed those valleys

Highs and lows and everything between

Good deeds roll in like tumbling weeds

I sleep good happy ’cause you can’t dig up our planted seeds

I know my man’s gon’ stand by me breathing in my gentle breeze (ah)

I crossed those valleys

Highs and lows and everything between

Good deeds roll in like tumbling weeds

Sleep good and happy ’cause you can’t dig up them planted seeds

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I’ma stand by her, she gon’ stand by me, Jolene

I’ma stand by him, he gon’ stand by me

(I’ma stand by her, she gon’ stand by me)

I’ma stand by him, he gon’ stand by me, Jolene

Your body laid out on these filthy floors

Your bloodstains on my custom coutures

Bathroom attendant let me right in

She was a big fan

I really tried to stay cool

But your arrogance disturbed my solitude

Now I ripped your dress and you’re all black and blue

Look what you made me do

They keep sayin’ that I ain’t nothin’ like my father

But I’m the furthest thing from choir boys and altars

If you cross me, I’m just like my father

I am colder than Titanic water

Help me, Lord, from these fantasies in my head

They ain’t ever been safe ones

I don’t fellowship with these fake ones

So let’s travel to white chapels and sing hymns

Hold rosaries and sing in stained-glass symphonies

Cleanse me, Holy Trinity, from this marijuana smoke smell in my hair

I sashayed my dress

Did my best impression of a damsel in distress

This alcohol and smell of regret

Allured my catch

Outfit too small to hide my scars

Feelin’ bottled up like bottle service broads

How long can he hold his breath before his death?

Caro mio ben

Credimi almen

Senza di te

Languisce il cor

Il tuo fedel

Sospira ognor

Cessa, crudel

Tanto rigor

Ooh

Ooh

Help me, Lord, from these fantasies in my head

They ain’t ever been safe ones

I don’t fellowship with these fake ones

So let’s travel to white chapels and sing hymns

Hold rosaries, sing in stained-glass symphonies

Cleanse me, Holy Trinity, from this marijuana smoke smell in my hair

Say I’m nothin’ like my father

But I’m the furthest thing from choir boys and altars

Double cross me, I’m just like my father

I am colder than Titanic water

You’re turned into KNTRY Radio, Texas

Home of the real deal

And if there’s one thing you can take away from our set today, let it be this

Sometimes you don’t know what you like

Until someone you trust, turns you on to some real good shit

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why I’m here

Up next on the smoke hour is, “JUST FOR FUN” by Beyoncé

You’re welcome

Genres are a funny little concept, aren’t they?

Yes, they are

That Beyoncé Virgo shit

In theory, they have a simple definition that’s easy to understand

But in practice, well, some may feel confined

I swear for God is ’bout to hit it

Jeeze, oh, ah

Woop

Right

Right, ah, oh

I ain’t in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang, bang

At the snap of my fingers, I’m Thanos, damn it, damn it

And I’m still on your head, cornrows, damn it, damn it

They call me the captain, the catwalk assassin

When they know it’s slappin’, then here come the yappin’

All of the snitchin’, and all of this bitchin’

Just a fishin’ expedition, dumb admission

In the kitchen cookin’ up them chickens

Extra leg, but I ain’t even tryna kick it

Cunty, country, petty, petty, petty

All the same to me, Plain Jane, spaghetti

No sauce, no sauce, ugh

Too soft, too soft, ugh

They salty, they shootin’, like Curry

One hand on my holster, then pass it to Hova

Thought it was sweet when they was walkin’

In the backdoor of the kitchen past the dirty dishes

Now we on a mission, tried to turn me to the opposition

I’m appalled ’bout the proposition

Y’all been played by the plagiaristic

Ain’t gon’ give no clout addiction my attention

I ain’t no regular singer, now come get everythin’ you came for

I ain’t in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang, bang

(They still love your flame, ain’t no game or I’ll pierce your heart)

I ain’t in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang, bang

(Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang)

Come get everythin’ you came for

Ayy, howl to the moon (howl to the moon)

Howl to the moon

Outlaws with me, they gon’ shoot

Keep the code, break the rules (break the rules)

We gon’ ride for every member that we lose

Someone here brought fire, ain’t no tellin’ who

Play it cool

Know the lawman watchin’ me every time I move

Bounty on my head, can’t go west, they on my shoes

No matter what the charges is, we ain’t gon’ tell the truth

Cowboy Carter

Time to strike a match

And light up this juke joint

One-one-one by one, you hang them high

Your hands are steady and you sleep at night

How did you turn your heart to stone?

I don’t want him back, but I can’t let go

Hangman, answer me now

You owe me a debt, you stole him from me

I hated you once, I envy you now

Just tell me how, tell me how

Oh, she got that whoa there, hangman got that whoa there

Don’t act like you don’t know, giddy up, giddy up (d.a. got that dope)

Don’t pay me in gold, giddy up, giddy up

Back outside, I’m on the road, giddy up, giddy up (hey)

When the sun goes down (it’s night-night, hey)

Can hear her body howl (in the moonlight, hey)

I feel her eyein’ me like owls (it’s on sight, hey)

Hide your man when the hangman come in town

She’s a tyrant every time I ride it, every time I ride it

Make it look so good, try to justify it

Boy, I know they’re lookin’ for me, how we gonna hide it?

Ride it like hydraulics, I am such a tyrant

Every time I ride it, every time I ride it

I don’t like to sit up in the saddle, boy, I got it

Just relax, I got this, I got that exotic

Hips are so hypnotic, I am such a tyrant

Send me some shots, are you with me or not? Throw it back

Shoot up the bar, tell the law we don’t remember nothin’ after that

Scot-free (scot-free), whole city after me

Have you seen her? 5’9″, thick and fine, what a tragedy

Hey, hey, ridin’ you while we tryna get away

Ridin’ you while we tryna catch a wave

That’s so sexy, and I know it, and I ain’t afraid to show it

Baby I’m goated, baby, I’m glowin’

Hey, hey, on the run, run

Tap me on the shoulder when you reload the gun

Tyrant every time I ride it, every time I ride it

Make it look so good, try to justify it

Boy, I know they’re lookin’ for me, how we gonna hide it?

Ride it like hydraulics, I am such a tyrant

How did you get used to the haunting? (The haunting)

The willing, the missing, the wanting (the wanting)

Dry eyes, you send me across the divine

Hangman, teach me how not to cry

How not to cry, how not to cry

Oh, she got that whoa there, hangman got that whoa there

Don’t act like you don’t know (yeah), giddy up, giddy up (d.a. got that dope)

Don’t pay me in gold, giddy up, giddy up

Back outside, I’m on the road, giddy up, giddy up

When the sun goes down (when the sun goes down)

You can hear this body howl (you can hear this body howl)

Giddy up now, diggadont, diggadont

Digga daddy, leave me ‘lone, leave me ‘lone

Damn if I do, dammit if I don’t

Lady with a whip, want what she wanna want, okay

Tyrant every time I ride it, every time I ride it

Make it look so good, cowboys justify it

Boy, I know they’re lookin’ for me, how we gonna hide it?

Ride it like hydraulics, I am such a tyrant

Every time I ride it, every time I ride it

Baby, I just don’t sit up in saddle, boy, I got it

Just relax, I got this, I got that exotic

These hips so hypnotic, I am such a tyrant

Hangman, answer me now

You owe me a debt, you stole him from me (giddy up, giddy up)

I hated you once, I envy you now (hey)

Just tell me how, tell me how

(Giddy up, giddy up)

Sixteen carriages drivin’ away

While I watch them ride with my dreams away

To the summer sunset on a holy night

On a long black road, all the tears I fight

Sixteen carriages drivin’ away

While I watch them ride with my dreams away

To the summer sunset on a holy night

On a long black road, all the tears I fight

At fifteen, the innocence was gone astray

Had to leave my home at an early age

I saw Mama prayin’, I saw Daddy grind

All my tender problems, had to leave behind

It’s been umpteen summers and I’m not in my bed

On the back of the bus and a bunk with the band

Goin’ so hard, gotta choose myself

Underpaid and overwhelmed

I might cook, clean, but still won’t fold

Still workin’ on my life, you know

Only God knows, only God knows

Only God knows

Sixteen carriages drivin’ away

While I watch them ride with my fears away

To the summer sunset on a holy night

On a long back road, all the tears I fight

Sixteen carriages drivin’ away

While I watch them ride with my fears away

To the summer sunset on a holy night

On a long back road, all the tears I fight

Sixteen dollars, workin’ all day

Ain’t got time to waste, I got art to make

I got love to create on this holy night

They won’t dim my light, all these years I fight

It’s been thirty-eight summers and I’m not in my bed

On the back of the bus and a bunk with the band

Goin’ so hard, now I miss my kids

Overworked and overwhelmed

I might cook, clean, but still won’t fold

Still workin’ on my life, you know

Only God knows, only God knows

Only God knows

Sixteen carriages driving away

While I watch them ride with my fears away

To the summer sunset on a holy night

On a long back road, all the tears I fight

Sixteen carriages driving away

While I watch them ride with my fears away

To the summer sunset on a holy night

On a long back road, all these tears I fight

Ooh, ooh

Ooh

At fifteen, the innocence was gone astray

Had to take care of home at an early age

I saw Mama cryin’, I saw Daddy lyin’

Had to sacrifice and leave my fears behind

The legacy, if it’s the last thing I do

You’ll remember me ’cause we got somethin’ to prove

In your memory, on a highway to truth

Still see our faces when you close your eyes

Sixteen carriages drivin’ away

While I watch them ride with my dreams away

Hello, girls (hello, Beyoncé)

Hello, fellas (you’re pretty swell)

Those petty ones can’t fuck with me (why?)

‘Cause I’m a clever girl, we snappin’

(Pretty please) toms, please

We wanna welcome you to the Beyoncé Cowboy Carter: Act II, ah

And The Rodeo Chitlin’ Circuit

We gon’ make it do what it do, ya-ya

Put them hands together

We clappin’

We drummin’

(Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) oh, ya-ya-ya

(Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya) oh

Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)

Ya-ya-ya-ya (oh, ya)

(Ya-ya) B-E-Y-I-N-C-É, ya

My family lived and died in America, hm

Good ol’ USA (good ol’ USA), shit

Whole lotta red in that white and blue, huh

History can’t be erased, ooh-oh

Are you lookin’ for a new America? (America)

Are you tired, working time and a half for half the pay?

Ya-ya (half the pay, ooh-oh)

I just pray that we don’t crash

Keep my Bible on the dash, we gotta keep the faith

Wildfire burnt his house down

Insurance ain’t gon’ pay no Fannie Mae, shit

So hold this holster, pour more liquor, please

Hardworkin’ men ain’t got no money in the bank, ha, ya-ya

Turn up the vinyl and the radio (radio)

He can’t watch the news nowadays, oh (nowadays)

I just pray that he don’t crash

Keep this pistol on the dash, he gotta keep the faith

She’s pickin’ up good vibrations

He’s lookin’ for sweet sensations

Ladies? (yeah?)

Fuck it

We shakin’ (ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)

We swimmin’ (oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, a-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)

We jerkin’ (oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, a-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)

We twerkin’ (oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)

You wanna touch it, don’t ya?

Come get this genie in a bottle (ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)

Come rub it, won’t you? (Oh, ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)

I pop it

I walk it like I talk it (ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)

I got your spurs sparkin’

Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya, oh

Let loose

Do what you do, baby, good God

I don’t wanna hear no ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya

I got you daydreamin’

Put your lips on my lips

And strum me like a guitar

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, you got me movin’, boy

You got me, ooh-in’, you might know what you’re doin’

Put them babies to bed

We sweat out the sheets

Got you up all night and now you don’t wanna leave

I can soothe your pain, yeah

When I’m long gone you’ll call my name, yeah

World of wind got you insane, yeah

It’s givin’ me the faith

I’m pickin’ up good vibrations, ooh

He’s givin’ me sweet sensations, oh

(B-E-Y-I-N-C-É, ah)

We gon’ bust it down

From Texas (from Texas)

To Gary (to Gary)

All the way down to New York City (New York City)

Give me a kiss

Big daddy, you so pretty (so pretty)

Got these slugs in my mouth when I die don’t take ’em out

(Got these slugs in my mouth when I die don’t take ’em out) ooh

Baby, if you ain’t got no grits, get the fuck up out the South

(If you ain’t got no grits, get the fuck up out the South)

Life is comin’ at me fast, keep my Bible on the dash

Pistol in my seat just in case I gotta blast

I just wanna shake my ass (have a blast)

Ooh

I just wanna shake my ass (have a blast)

Ooh, we vibratin’

And, lover boy, you’re so fine

Ooh, you got me losin’ my mind

But you gotta keep the faith

Ohh

We gotta keep the faith

Oh, vote

Oh, whoa

I fall to pieces

Each time I see you there

And I miss all our secrets

So tell me how you been

Lucchese, see the boots (check)

You can hear when I step (step)

Bought a Chevy and painted it red

Money long, it can’t fit in the bed

It don’t matter what nobody says

Country boy ’til the day that I’m dead (yee-hoo)

You want smoke, I’m the Marlboro man

Cut it out ‘fore it get outta hand, ayy

This ain’t Calabasas, we don’t need highways

We can take back roads (take back roads)

Never been ridin’, baby? Step in thar stirrup

Hop on my saddle (hop on my saddle)

Snake on my feet, they rattle (ooh)

And the bag only thing gettin’ lasso’d, yeah (gettin’ what?)

And I’m still goin’ up like a ladder (uh)

And I’m still in the field like cattle

The Cadillac back on the road, we takin’ route 44

Just say what you need from the store, oh, oh

Put some grits on the stove

Jiffy cornbread, booty corn fed

Body rolls at the rodeo

I’m comin’ home, ooh

Ridin’ through just to put my eyes on you

You are the superstar

Everybody’s drivin’ old new cars

Turn a bad night to a good time

On the trail ride to the zydeco

I’m comin’ home

I’m comin’ home (I’m comin’ home, I’m comin’ home)

I’m comin’ home (I’m comin’ home, I’m comin’ home)

We’ve come a long way from the rough ride

From the railroads to the rodeos, sweet country home

This for my, this for my

She gone

Ride for your cowboy

And throw that sweet honey on it

So come (so come) with me (with me)

To new life (stick it, stick it, stick it)

You’re stuck (stuck) to me (to me)

All night (sticky, sticky, sticky, sweet) (all night)

Foot of flowers and spice (hot, hot, hot, hot) (foot of flowers and spice)

Stuck in me all night (stuck in me all night)

Honey (we’re), hey (ridin’)

Hey (through the), ooh (night)

Honey (we’re), yeah (ridin’)

Yeah (through the), taste like (night)

Honey (we’re), ayy (ridin’)

Oh (through the), taste like (night)

Honey (we’re), ayy (ridin’)

Ayy, think of my

Buckin’ (yeah), buckin’ (yeah)

Buckin’ (yeah), whoa (yeah)

Buckin’ (yeah), buckin’ (yeah)

Buckin’ like a mechanical bull

Buckin’ (yeah), buckin’ (yeah)

Buckin’ (yeah), whoa (yeah)

Buckin’ (yeah), buckin’ (yeah)

A good night (yeah) flow, money is full (yeah)

Look at that horse, look at that horse

Look at that horse (look at that horse)

Pretty as hell, au naturale

Dinin’ on farce (dinin’ on farce)

Buckin’, buckin’

Whoa, buckin’ (yeah)

Buckin’ (buckin’), a good night

Whoa, yeah

Your patience is thin (uh-huh)

Your hormones is right at the rim

You was just goin’ in (huh)

Fuck it, do it again (let’s go)

A-O-T-Y, I ain’t win (let’s go)

I ain’t stuntin’ ’bout them

Take that shit on the chin

Come back and fuck up the pen (yeah)

Say the things that I know will offend (uh, yeah)

Wear that shit that I know start a trend (uh)

Take the Bugatti out for the spin (ooh)

Ain’t no top, feel the wind on my skin

Ooh, ooh, ooh, snakes on the den (uh)

They hissin’, don’t listen to them (let’s go)

They bite every once and again

But it gets stomped on when we

Buckin’ (yeah), buckin’ (yeah)

Buckin’ (yeah), whoa (yeah)

Buckin’ (yeah), buckin’ (yeah)

Buckin’ like a mechanical bull

Buckin’ (yeah), buckin’ (yeah)

Buckin’ (yeah), whoa (yeah)

Buckin’ (yeah), buckin’ (yeah)

A good night flow where the money is full

Look at that horse, look at that horse

Look at that horse (look at that horse)

Pretty as hell, au naturale

Dinin’ on farce, uh

Buckin’, whoa

Buckin’, buckin’ (hmm)

They yankin’ your chain (yankin’ your chain)

Promisin’ things that they can’t (things that they can’t)

You the man at the bank? (Bank)

Is you is or you ain’t? (Is you is or you ain’t?)

Hit the runway, I’m late (runway, I’m late)

Pops got pictures to take (take, take)

It’s in my DNA (ayy)

Look at my mama, it’s a trait

Say the things that I know will offend (woo)

Wear that shit that I know start the trend (woo)

Take the Bugatti out for a spin

Ain’t no top, feel the wind on my skin

Ooh, ah

Buckin’, whoa

Buckin’, buckin’

Buckin’ like a mechanical bull

Do-si-do, do-si-do

Do-si-do, do-si-do (ooh)

Do-si-do, do-si-do

Soft to the touch, let you hold somethin’

Let you get a handful

Baby, she’s a whole lot of woman

Soft kisses on some fat lips

It’s yours, baby, you can crash here, come here

Cash out on a video

Make ’em Cash App to see the rodeo, yeah

Put on a show and make it nasty

Desert Eagle in the backseat

Everything bigger in Texas

Big body, buss it open, feed you breakfast

Catch me in the back, I’m on the same time

Baby, let me sink into your arms

Drink me ’til it’s done, eat it up

Oh, I keep it classy, let you love me like a lady, yeah

Do-si-do and it gets creamy in the middle, yeah

One bite and the box is yours

Sugar high, you gon’ want some more

Of that do-si-do (do-si)

Of that do-si, do-si-do

That do-si-do (do-si)

Of that do-si-do (do-si-do, do-si-do, do-si-do, do-si-do)

Mom, can I hear the lullaby, please?

And there I was tangled up in merrigold

We were listening to the reverend children singing

Sing, sing, sing, (huh), sing (yeah), sing, sing

Humming low as the garden river flows

While the August light becomes a golden evenin’ (evenin’), yeah

And I will lead you down that road if you lose your way

Born to be your protector, mm

Even though I know someday you’re gonna shine on your own

I will be your projector, mm, mhm

An apricot picked right off a givin’ tree

I gave water to the soil and now it feeds me, yeah, yeah (yeah)

And there you are, shaded underneath it all

I feel proud of who I am because you need me, yeah (yeah)

And I will lead you down that road if you lose your way, uh

Born to be your protector, ‘tor, mm

Even though I know someday you’re gonna shine on your own

I will be your projector, mhm

And even though I know someday you’re gonna shine on your own

I will be your projector, projector, projector

I first saw your face in your father’s gaze

There’s a long line of hands carryin’ your name, ooh

Liftin’ you up so you will be raised

Even though I know someday you’re gonna shine on your own

I will be your projector, yeah, yeah

And even though I know someday you’re gonna shine on your own

I will be your protector, born to be your protector

Okay

You call me pretty little thing

And I love to turn him on

Boy, I’ll let you be my Levi’s jeans

So you can hug that ass all day long

Come here, you sexy little thing

Snap a picture, bring it on

Oh, you wish you were my Levi’s jeans

Way it’s poppin’ out your phone

Love you down to the bone

Baby, you play too much (you play too much)

Sendin’ me super shots (shots)

I’m lookin’ super hot (I’m hot)

I got the perfect pose (she snappin’)

I’m a fuckin’ animal (she sexy)

I’m a fuckin’ centerfold (she rep it)

Saddle up, I love to go (saddle up, I love to go)

Too good, no prima donna

Possess too much persona

He said, “Where you get that from, uh?

You need to meet my mama”

She’d be at church all day (all day)

Come be my Nick at Nite (night, night, night, night)

So we can run it back (back, back, back, back)

It’ll be nostalgia-like (like, like, like, like) eh

Every time I see you, I just wanna grab you (you, you)

And I let you touch it, and you can’t let it loose (oh, oh)

Mocha-choka latte caramel, oh, I act a fool

Every hour on the hour, this is waitin’ for you

You call me pretty little thing

And I love to turn him on

Boy, I’ll let you be my Levi’s jeans

So you can hug that ass all day long (ass all day long)

Come here, you sexy little thing

Snap a picture, bring it on

Oh, girl, I wish I was your Levi’s jeans

The way you’re poppin’ out my phone

I love you down to the bone

Baby, you know I’m on my bullshit (bullshit), I’ll let you ride it

Rodeo in your room, that shoot breaks loose with perfect timin’ (perfect timin’)

Love it when you tease me in them jeans, girl, you don’t need designer

And when that thing on hydroplane, baby girl, you the pilot

And I ramble on, I could go on, but I’m goin’ on silent (I’m goin’ on silent)

So hop out the phone and bring that shit on ’cause I’m goin’ nosedive (I’m goin’ nosedive)

And every time you know just what to do (mm)

No one ever got me going quite like you

Baby, let me rattle that snake with my venom

Denim on denim, on denim, on denim

Give you high fashion in a simple white tee

Give you these blues, it’s in my jeans

And on my sister, on Celestine

God light shinin’ through the in-between

Thigh gap saddle, his leather seats

Come on, you pretty little thing

Girl, I wanna take you home

You know I’d like to be your Levi’s jeans (I’ll be your Levi’s jeans)

So I can hug that ass all day long (oh, baby, hold me all day long)

Come here, you sexy little thing (come here, you sexy little thing)

Snap a picture, bring it on (snap a picture, bring it on)

Oh, girl, I wish I was your Levi’s jeans

The way you’re poppin’ out my phone

I love you down to the bone

Ooh, I love you, baby, yeah, you drive me crazy

Need you all night long, you’re my Renaissance

Baby, lovin’ you, that’s all I see

In this crazy world, you’re the best of things

I’m goin’ all out just for fun, I am the man, I know it

And everywhere I go they know my name

So I laugh and I lie and the coyotes cry

And, uh, time moves quickly and so do I, so do I

So I’ll say my goodbye

‘Cause time heals everything

I don’t need anything

Hallelujah

I pray to her

Here’s to hoping I’ll fall fast asleep tonight

And I’ll just need to get through this

Born in the darkness, who brings the light?

And I just, I need to get through this

Or just get used to it

I’m goin’ down south just for fun, I am the man, I know it

And everywhere I go, I hide my face

From the cowboys and clovers, and the rodeo circus

I came here for a reason, but I don’t know the purpose

It’s all under the surface

But time heals everything

I don’t need anything

Hallelujah

I pray to her

Here’s to hoping I’ll fall fast asleep tonight

And I’ll just need to get through this

Born in the darkness, who brings the light?

And I just, I need to get through this

Or just get used to it

‘Cause time heals everything

I don’t need anything

Hallelujah

I pray to her

I pray to her

Bottle in my hand, the whiskey up high

Two hands to Heaven, wild horses run wild, oh

God only knows why, though

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Rhinestones and diamonds both shine in the light

Two hands to Heaven, my whiskey up high, oh

God only, God only knows why though (oh, oh, oh)

In the Arizona heat, summer fling, saw your best side

Slip into my dreams every night, be the good guy

Who am I to judge, my baby? Uh-uh

Who am I to love, my baby? Uh-uh

Purple-coloured mink, sugarcane hittin’ them 16 switches

Candy apple green, candy paint, swirling twenty-four inch spinners (swirl)

Don’t judge me, baby

You would never judge me, baby

Bottle in my hand, my whiskey up high

Two hands to Heaven, coyotes run wild, oh (oh, oh)

God only, God only knows why, though (why? Why? Why?)

Ten thousand steps towards the time of your life

Two hands to Heaven, my whiskey up high, oh

Oh, God only, God only knows why, though

Why, though? Why, though?

Two hands to Heaven

I’ve prayed, priest forgive my soul

Lovely daggers pierced my heart many moons ago

Toxic roses chased by wolves and carnivores

Lost virgins with broken wings that will regrow

I’m a stallion runnin’, no candle in the wind

You won’t ever see me comin’ or goin’ but you’ll know whenever I’m here

Dancin’ in the moonlight, catchin’ every breeze

My feet on the dashboard, now go really fast, boy

Ever since I went to Marfa

Ain’t no trouble on my mind (on my mind, on my mind)

Singin’ sweet songs to Las Vegas

Singin’, “I will carry on”

Carry on, carry on

Carry on, carry on

Singin’, “I will carry on”

Ten thousand steps towards the time of your life

Two hands to Heaven, my whiskey up high, oh (oh, oh)

God only, God only knows why, though (why? Why?)

Rhinestones and diamonds both shine in the light

Two hands to Heaven, coyotes run wild, oh

God only, God only knows why, though

(God only, God only knows why, though)

Two hands to Heaven

I’ve prayed, priest forgive my soul

Lovely daggers pierced my heart many moons ago

Toxic roses chased by wolves and carnivores

Lost virgins with broken wings that will regrow

Swirl

Baby, I’ve been waitin’

My whole life

For you and I

This the real you, ooh

This the real me, ooh

They can’t do nothin’ but envy, ooh

Bliss, please

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Your love run through me like lava

Pull my fit over these hips

You grip, I grind

Then taste this wine, I’ma taste what’s mine

‘Cause I’ma take what’s mine

Wonder whatever, wherever’s fine

Like water, ooh

Wherever you wanna go, that’s fine with me

I’ll never stop you, you’ll never stop me

From bein’ whatever we need to be

And in these dark times, I’m so glad that this love is blinding

‘Cause all I see is the best of you and all you see is the best of me

And you bring out the best of me

And all I see is everything

Your goals, your glow, your inner being

And our bigger meaning

So, let’s lose us in these sheets, yeah

And when I get up to walk, I wanna feel weak, yeah

Well, I ain’t goin’ far (ain’t goin’ far)

So, stay where you are (stay where you are)

Feel like you partied in Venus and we woke up in Mars (baby)

I been waitin’ my whole life (I’ve been waiting)

My whole life

And I’m gonna give you the best years of your life (for you and I)

You and I

Baby, I’ve been waitin’

My whole life

For you and I

My mind has been tellin’ me to settle right on down (ooh)

Right now

Day ones have been tellin’ me that they won’t be around (ooh)

They won’t be around

I hope that you know that once I loved you (oh)

I wish that I’d known, you let me wonder (oh)

I hope that God knows that I’m in need of help right now (ooh)

Right about now

My soul is remindin’ me that we’re forever young, ooh

Mhm, ooh

Inhale and exhale my breath until the deed is done

Right about now, ayy, oh

I hope that you know once it’s over

Can’t take what you love so hold me closer

Realize what you don’t know what you got until it’s gone

Right about now

Nothin’ really ends

For things to stay the same, they have to change again

Hello, my old friend

You change your name, but not the ways you play pretend

American Requiem

Them big ideas (yeah), are buried here (yeah)

Amen

It’s a lot of talkin’ goin’ on

While I sing my song

Can you hear me?

I said, “Do you hear me?”

Looker there, looker there, now

Looker there, looker there

Looker-looker, looker there, looker there

Looker-looker, looker there, looker there

Looker-looker, looker there, looker there (oh, yeah)

Looker-looker, looker there, looker there

It’s a lot of chatter in here

But let me make myself clear (oh)

Can you hear me? (Huh)

Or do you fear me? (Ow)

Can we stand for somethin’?

Now is the time to face the wind (Ow)

Comin’ in peace and love, y’all

Oh, a lot of takin’ up space

Salty tears beyond my gaze

Can you stand me?

(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) Ooh, ah

(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) Can we stand?

(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) Can you stand with me?

Can we stand for somethin’?

Now is the time to face the wind

Now ain’t the time to pretend

Now is the time to let love in

Thinkin’ to myself (thinkin’ to myself)

Oh, it’s a lot of talkin’ goin’ on (oh)

While I sing my song (yeah)

Do you hear me when I say?

Do you hear me when I say? Ah

Looker there, looker there

Looker, look

Looker-looker-looker-looker-looker

Looker-looker there, looker there

L-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-looker there

Oh, looker there, looker there

Looker there, looker there

(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?) L-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l-l

(Can you stand me? Can you stand me? Can you stand me?)

Can we stand for somethin’?

Now is the time to face the wind (now is the time to face the wind)

Now ain’t the time to pretend

Now is the time to let love in (to let love in)

Together, can we stand?

Looker there, looker in my hand

The grand baby of a moonshine man

Gadsden, Alabama

Got folks down in Galveston, rooted in Louisiana

They used to say I spoke, “Too country”

And the rejection came, said I wasn’t, “Country ‘nough”

Said I wouldn’t saddle up, but

If that ain’t country, tell me, what is?

Plant my bare feet on solid ground for years

They don’t, don’t know how hard I had to fight for this

When I sing my song

Goodbye to what has been

Pretty house that we never settled in

A funeral for fair-weather friends

I am the one to cleanse me of my Father’s sins

American Requiem

Them big ideas (yeah) are buried here (yeah)

Amen