She's Mine - Kip Moore

Love, I’ve been looking for a while

Been close a couple times

Man, she’s hard to find

And towns everywhere along the map

Well, I’ve traveled there and back

And I wonder where she’s at

Yeah, maybe she’s in Dallas

Cheering for the Cowboys

Maybe laying low down in Mexico

I know she loves the sunshine

Yeah, maybe she’s in Vegas

At a table dealing Blackjack

Hey, if you wouldn’t mind, if you see her out tonight

Tell her she’s mine (Yeah, boy)

Life, it’s a crazy ride, isn’t it?

And I’m loving every minute

But it’d be better with her in it, yeah

Maybe she’s living in a small town

And she’s taught to fear the Bible

But she’s got a couple friends that she runs around with

Dancin' with the Devil

Maybe she’s sittin' in a café

In a lonely, crowded city

Hey, if you wouldn’t mind, if you see her out tonight

Tell her she’s mine (Come on)

Tell her I’m comin', I’m runnin'

Yeah, I’m sorry I’m late

That I want her, I love her

And I just can’t wait to meet her someday

Hell, maybe she’s a hippie

Hangin' on the west coast

With flowers in her hair, probably doesn’t care

'Bout nothin' but a good time

Maybe she’s living up in New York

Working down on Wall Street

Hey, if you wouldn’t mind, if you see her out tonight

Tell her she’s mine

Yeah, tell her she’s mine

Tell her she’s mine

Hey, if you wouldn’t mind, if you see her out tonight

Tell her she’s mine