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Versuri Six Gun Siren – Working like a Sinner lyrics

Yeah
y’all talkin’ bout slowin’ down
I’m wide open baby, like a Waffle House light at 3 a.m.

Sun busts red over John Deere fields
Got a Yeti full of coffee on a dash that peels
Car hard knees all ripped from the grind
Wranglers’ stickin’ to my legs in the summertime

Four key turn smoke rollin’ out the tail
Michelin grips eatin’ up the gravel trail
Four key turn smoke rollin’ out the tail
Four key turn smoke rollin’ out the tail
Boss man barkin’ through my Bluetooth Jaw
Said, girl, you work too damn hard (Hell no..)

Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint
Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint
Blood on my knuckles, sweatin’ my pain
Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint (Hey)

Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint
Watchin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint
Ain’t slowin’ down, I don’t know can’t
Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint

Boot stomp heavy, smell like Copenhagen
Got Red Bull fuel and my nerves are shakin’
Chrome snap on, rancher singin’ in my hand
While I’m bustin’ knuckles for a few more bands

Dirt track queen with a cap’alist cap
Takin’ overtime checks to the base pro rack
Ram truck growl, yeah, she’s thirsty too
Like a „Bud Light” can on a summer barbecue

Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint
Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint
Blood on my knuckles, sweat in my pain
Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint (Hey!)

Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint
Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint
Ain’t slowin’ down, I don’t know Pain
Workin’ like a sinner, prayin’ like a saint

Hot skill, cold bush, no hush, full push,
backs breakin’, Jaw clenchin’
Snap Back sweating, paycheck stretching

[INTERLUDE]

Working like a sinner, praying like a saint
Working like a sinner, praying like a saint
Blood on my knuckles, sweating my pain
Working like a sinner, praying like a saint

Yeah, I rest when tractor supply runs out of feet