Mama, I met a boy, and I like where it's going
And even through the phone, I can feel your eyes rolling
Thinking here she goes again, cause I change like the wind
I won't waste your time with, I swear this one's different
I won't try to paint it like it is what it isn't
Cause it's only been a month, but mama, I'll tell you what
So far he's opened every door, and he lights up my marlboro reds
Kicks his boots off on the porch, raises hell and says amen
It might be over by tonight, cause mama, you know how I get
I ain't saying he's the right one, but hell, he ain't the wrong one yet
The jury's still out, but so far he's convinced me
He can't hold me right, and he can't hold his whiskey
But hell, I guess we'll see if he's just on a lucky streak
So far he's opened every door, and he lights up my marlboro reds
Kicks his boots off on the porch, raises hell and says amen
It might be over by tonight, cause mama, you know how I get
I ain't saying he's the right one, but hell, he ain't the wrong one yet
No, he ain't the wrong one yet
Between the calluses on his hands and his right foot full of lead
I ain't found a box that he ain't checked, yeah
So far he's opened every door, and he lights up my marlboro reds
Kicks his boots off on the porch, raises hell and says amen
It might be over by tonight, cause mama, you know how I get
I ain't saying he's the right one, but hell, he ain't the wrong one yet
No, he ain't the wrong one yet
Mama, I met a boy, and I like where it's going
And even through the phone, I can feel your eyes rolling
Mama, I met a boy, and I like where it's going