Girl Goin’ Through It Lyrics by Payton Smith
It’s a song about a small town, one about a picket
One about a whitetail buck in the thicket
One about a dog and some Detroit steel
And one about a John D too
There’s a million about the mighty Mississippi
All the rednecks, the cowboys and the hippies
The stars and the sun and the harvest moon
Lord knows y’all could use a few
So this one goes out to the girl goin’ through it
Painting her lips in downtown red
Letting a stranger spin around just to prove this
She’s out of the blue and he’s out of her head
She’s rolling up her sleeves, breaking out her boots
Fighting back tears in a crowded room
About to open up a battle, do some heartbreak ***
This one goes out to the girl, gonna do it
So go on, pour up another, don’t you waste a drop
Dance like there ain’t nobody there to watch
Cuss his ass out in the bathroom stall
And blame it in the morning on the alcohol
Ooh, but that waterproof makeup ain’t too cheap
Ooh, but you can cry a couple rivers if you need it
This one goes out to the girl goin’ through it
Painting her lips in downtown red
Letting a stranger spin around just to prove this
She’s out of the blue and he’s out of her head
She’s rolling up her sleeves, breaking out her boots
Fighting back tears in a crowded room
About to open up a battle, do some heartbreak ***
This one goes out to the girl going through it
This one goes out to the girl going through it
If you made it through a hell of a goodbye
And you’re going through a long week in red wine
Well, girl, turn it up, put it to use
Cause this one’s for you, yeah, this one’s for you
So this one goes out to the girl going through it
Painting her lips in downtown red
Letting a stranger spin around just to prove this
She’s out of the blue and he’s out of her head
She’s rolling up her sleeves, breaking out her boots
Fighting back tears in a crowded room
About to open up a bottle, do some heartbreak ***
Yeah, this one goes out to the girl going through it
Yeah, this one goes out to the girl going through it