Dillon Carmichael - Sawin’ Logs lyrics

[Verse 1] Last glass of a Bota Box She finished that one-off She looked at me I thought baby I'll be right back Ran down to the grocery store Yeah, to pick her up one more Noticed right there by the door That fire wood rack Well, for a few more bucks I could really improve my luck 'Bout to heat this cold night up And get to makin' all kinds of love [Chorus] I got this hickory bundle And this fancy box of wine Done went through all kinds of trouble Just to get home and find Her passed out on the couch Buzzin' like an old chain saw This ain't good, no I've got wood And she's sawin' logs [Verse 2] Well I didn't know what to do Clearеd my throat a time or two Stomped all around the room Wеll she hardly made a move I got more than my hopes up But I guess that window's shut [Chorus] I got this hickory bundle And this fancy box of wine Done went through all kinds of trouble Just to get home and find Her passed out on the couch Buzzin' like an old chain saw This ain't good, no I've got wood And she's sawin' logs [Bridge] I guess I'll get me a cold Busch Light 'Cause that's all I'll get tonight [Chorus] I got this hickory bundle And this fancy box of wine Done went through all kinds of trouble Just to get home and find Her passed out on the couch Buzzin' like an old chain saw This ain't good, no I've got wood And she's sawin' logs