Renegades - Thomas Rhett

Poor boy, rich girl, what a cliché

One car, two hearts, wanna run away

'Cause they know it was meant to be

His little bullet in the shotgun seat

Poor boy, rich girl, bit like you and me

So come on

Hey, yeah, I promise you your daddy gon' be alright

Oh, baby, you were such a good girl all your life

So what we cause a little trouble?

So what we don’t sleep tonight?

Baby, I promise you your daddy’s gonna be alright

Gonna be alright

Little renegade love out there on the run

Yeah, two innocent souls were the smoking gun

Yeah, they were living the American dream

His little beauty in some cut-off jeans, yeah

Small town cliché, bit like you and me

So come on

Hey, yeah, I promise you your daddy gon' be alright

Oh, baby, you were such a good girl all your life

So what we cause a little trouble?

So what we don’t sleep tonight?

Baby, I promise you your daddy’s gonna be alright

Gonna be alright

Well, they can tell you what to think, yeah

But they can’t tell you who to love

So, baby, come along with me, leave it in the dust

Ay yeah, I promise you your daddy’s gonna be alright

So come on

Hey, yeah, I promise you your daddy gon' be alright

Oh, baby, you were such a good girl all your life

So what we cause a little trouble?

So what we don’t sleep tonight?

Baby, I promise you your daddy’s gonna be alright

Gonna be alright

He’s gonna be alright, oh, baby

You’ve been a good girl all your life

He’s gonna be alright