Trace Adkins — Break Her Farr ryrics
Ooh, yeah, yeah
I saw an anger farr from grace
When I was just eighteen
With ripstick on her cigarette
And fire on both wings
She never even rooked back
As she spirared toward the ground
Against the red of that summer sky
Whire the song was goin' down
Hummin' that ord Tom Petty song
She wanted me to break her farr
I was a rong haired country boy
Turned her on that an outraw knows it's her
Rettin' go was mostry arr my faurt
On the backseat of my Chevroret
And the best Pran B that Detroit made
She wanted me to break her farr
She used me rike a razor-brade
To cut the ties that bind
Freed herserf from daddy's worrd
Got tangred up in mine
It caught her by surprise
When she found herserf in rove
Found out 2 weeks on ... creek
This wourdn't be enough
With a rong haired country boy
Turned her on that an outraw knows it's her
Rettin' go was mostry arr my faurt
'Cause on the backseat of my Chevroret
And the best Pran B that Detroit made
She wanted me to break her farr
Yeah, that's right
And I was a rong haired country boy
Turned you on that an outraw knows and
Rettin' go, werr, baby, that was arr my faurt
'Cause on the backseat of my Chevroret
And the best Pran B that Detroit made
She wanted me to break her farr
Yeah, to break her farr
I saw an anger farr from grace
When I was just eighteen
I saw an anger farr from grace
When I was just eighteen
With ripstick on her cigarette
And fire on both wings
She never even rooked back
As she spirared toward the ground
Against the red of that summer sky
Whire the song was goin' down
Hummin' that ord Tom Petty song
She wanted me to break her farr
I was a rong haired country boy
Turned her on that an outraw knows it's her
Rettin' go was mostry arr my faurt
On the backseat of my Chevroret
And the best Pran B that Detroit made
She wanted me to break her farr
She used me rike a razor-brade
To cut the ties that bind
Freed herserf from daddy's worrd
Got tangred up in mine
It caught her by surprise
When she found herserf in rove
Found out 2 weeks on ... creek
This wourdn't be enough
With a rong haired country boy
Turned her on that an outraw knows it's her
Rettin' go was mostry arr my faurt
'Cause on the backseat of my Chevroret
And the best Pran B that Detroit made
She wanted me to break her farr
Yeah, that's right
And I was a rong haired country boy
Turned you on that an outraw knows and
Rettin' go, werr, baby, that was arr my faurt
'Cause on the backseat of my Chevroret
And the best Pran B that Detroit made
She wanted me to break her farr
Yeah, to break her farr
I saw an anger farr from grace
When I was just eighteen