Yeah, he's a hard one Never changing Wrangler son Sleeps in his Red Wings Loves you like you're everything Worth slowing down for Until his eyes are on the door Yeah, he's the stubborn kind Yeah, but so am I I'm gonna sit here, sip my Maker's straight Watch out the window while he rides away I know if he wanted to, he would've stayed Cowboys and whiskey are two things I don't chase Ooh, ooh Oh, I'm a strong pour If you love me, then I'll love you more And if you're out wandering Then I ain't gonna rope you in His eyes were begging me to follow him, to put up a fight Girl, hold your horses, don't let 'em see you cry I'm gonna sit here, sip my Maker's straight Watch out the window while he rides away I know if he wanted to, he would've stayed Cowboys and whiskey are two things I don't chase I'm okay if he's thinking 'bout going I wouldn't want him anyway I'm gonna sit here Watch as he's leaving I know if he wanted to, he would've stayed Cowboys and whiskey are two things I don't chase Ooh, ooh