You’ve been throwin’ dirt on my name ’round this town like it ain’t small
Like your friends ain’t my friends, and I wouldn’t end up hearin’ it all, mm
I fell on the sword, but, only the good Lord knows the hell that you put me through
Sober me would never tell, but tonight I’m on the Tennessee Truth
I’m crankin’ Hank, drinkin’ Jack, airin’ out the past
Want the world to know that you did me wrong
I don’t how you act sweet, after how you did me
Here’s a middle finger to you through a song
Comes out in the whiskey, comes out when I’m tipsy
I can’t help but tell that Tennessee Truth
I’m crankin’ Hank, drinkin’ Jack
I’m crankin’ Hank, drinkin’ Jack
And you can kiss my boots
I’ve had it up to my red neck, didn’t expect the way you been actin’
I took it on a chin, lettin’ you win and I regret lettin’ that happen
Maybe I took that high-road a little too far
So what if it took pourin’ somethin’ too strong to really pour ou my heart
I’m crankin’ Hank, drinkin’ Jack, airin’ out the past
Want the world to know that you did me wrong
I don’t how you act sweet, after how you did me
Here’s a middle finger to you through a song
Comes out in the whiskey, comes out when I’m tipsy
I can’t help but tell that Tennessee Truth
I’m crankin’ Hank, drinkin’ Jack
I’m crankin’ Hank, drinkin’ Jack
And you can kiss my boots
Kiss my boots
You’ve been throwin’ dirt on my name ’round this town like it ain’t small
Like your friends ain’t my friends, and I wouldn’t end up hearin’ it all
So I’m crankin’ Hank, drinkin’ Jack, airin’ out the past
Want the world to know you did me wrong
I don’t how you act sweet, after how you did me
Here’s a middle finger to you through a song
Comes out in the whiskey, comes out when I’m tipsy
I can’t help but tell that Tennessee Truth
I’m crankin’ Hank, drinkin’ Jack
I’m crankin’ Hank, drinkin’ Jack
And you can kiss my boots
(Comes out in the whiskey)
(I can’t help, I can’t help)
Woah, and you can kiss my boots
(Comes out when I’m tipsy)
(I can’t help, I can’t help)
Yeah, you can kiss my boots
