Strange

Lyrics by：Miranda Lambert/Luke Dick/Natalie Hemby

Composed by：Miranda Lambert/Luke Dick/Natalie Hemby

Coyotes on my left and wolves on my right

Sun keeps shining in the middle of the night

Urban feels suburban Main Street ain't main yeah

And times like these make me feel strange

A Lincoln came and a Jefferson went

Money on a Maytag and the thing won't spin

Couple hundred dollars feels more like change yeah

And times like these make me feel strange

Have a smoke buy a round

Get on a jet liner going anywhere bound

Pick a string sing the blues

Dance a hole in your shoes

Do anything to keep you sane

'Cause times like these make me feel strange

Times like these make me feel strange

Country don't twang rock 'n' roll ain't loud

Every elevator only ever goes down

Everybody's looking for a little cheap fame yeah

And times like these make me feel strange

Have a smoke buy a round

Get on a jet liner going anywhere bound

Pick a string sing the blues

Dance a hole in your shoes

Do anything to keep you sane

'Cause times like these make me feel strange

Times like these make me feel strange

Have a smoke buy a round

Get on a jet liner going anywhere bound

Pick a string sing the blues

Dance a hole in your shoes

Do anything to keep you sane

If Monday didn't bring you a grin that's alright

Pour you up a little something 'cause tomorrow might

Play a guitar as you're rollin' away singin'

Times like these make me feel strange

Times like these make me feel strange

Ain't it strange

Ain't it strange