LYRIC FOR SALE

By Kenny Proske

Verse
I’m glad we’re not politically correct,
I don’t care what this world says.
I’m thankful that you’re the one,
Who’s laying in my bed.
We like tradition,
We like God’s plan.
I’ll let you be a woman,
You let me be a man.

Chorus
I’ll work the field,
And break a sweat.
Bring home the hay when it shines.
You can make the meals,
Decorate the walls.
I’m so glad to call you mine.
When I come home,
You’re all I see.
Darlin’,
Make a little home for me.

Verse
Not saying you’re weak or I’m strong,
Not saying you’re wrong or I’m right.
Just saying I’m blessed to be with you,
And hold you all through the night.
It’s okay we keep it simple,
We wouldn’t have it any other way.
At night there’s less to stress about,
And more time to roll in the hay.

Chorus
I’ll work the field,
And break a sweat.
Bring home the hay when it shines.
You can make the meals,
Decorate the walls.
I’m so glad to call you mine.
When I come home,
You’re all I see.
Darlin’,
Make a little home for me.

Bridge
You’ve got me,
And I’ve got you.
There ain’t a thing,
We can’t make it through…
Together.

Chorus
I’ll work the field,
And break a sweat.
Bring home the hay when it shines.
You can make the meals,
Decorate the walls.
I’m so glad to call you mine.
When I come home,
You’re all I see.
Darlin’,
Make a little home for me.

Lyrics by Kenny Proske