Lyrics Dead Man's Curve - Brothers Osborne
Grandaddy
called
her
princess
County
fair
called
her
queen
High
school
called
her
cum
laude
Most
likely
to
succeed
Her
daddy's
backwood
crazy
She's
got
two
six-foot-four
brothers
You
take
one
step
onto
that
front
porch
And
you
one
crazy
motherf—
Chase
will
leave
you
breathless
Every
back
road
in
this
town
She'll
love
you
like
a
Sunday
drive
And
she'll
take
your
poor
heart
down
Dead
man's
curve,
dead
man's
curve
No
redemption,
no
return
Good
God,
I'm
either
gonna
crash
or
burn
Down
dead
man's
curve
Dead
man's
curve,
dead
man's
curve
Country
boys
ain't
never
gonna
learn
Nobody
ever
makes
you
do
that
turn
Dead
man's
curve,
dead
man's
curve,
oh
Every
man's
been
tempted
Greater
men
have
tried
At
best
you'll
win
up
dinner
If
you're
lucky
enough
to
survive
Now
she's
the
finger
that
you're
wrapped
around
She's
what
every
country
song's
about
She's
the
trouble
that
you're
looking
for
She's
gonna
take
you
down
and
leave
you
coming
back
for
more
Dead
man's
curve,
dead
man's
curve
No
redemption,
no
return
Good
God,
I'm
either
gonna
crash
or
burn
Down
dead
man's
curve
Dead
man's
curve,
dead
man's
curve
Country
boys
ain't
never
gonna
learn
Nobody
ever
makes
you
do
that
turn
Dead
man's
curve
(dead
man's
curve)
What
you
doing
waddlin'
up
here?
You
a
dead
man
Yeah,
dead
man's
curve,
dead
man's
curve
No
redemption,
no
return
Nobody
ever
makes
you
do
that
turn
Dead
man's
curve
Dead
man's
curve,
dead
man's
curve
Country
boys
ain't
never
gonna
learn
Nobody
ever
makes
you
do
that
turn
Dead
man's
curve
(dead
man's
curve)
Dead
man's
curve
Oh
You're
comin'
in
way
too
hot
You
done
hit
the
wrong
turn,
boy
You're
a
dead
man
Hahaha
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