Pants Songtext
von Walker Hayes

Well, I′ve been a strong-willed son of a gun
Ever since I was sucking my thumb
But push came to shove when I fell in love
With my baby, yeah my baby

Well, you could say she's overbearing
Matter fact, she picked out the clothes that I′m wearing
And I can't go fishing without her permission
But I ain't complaining, we′ve got an arrangement

She can wear the pants, she can run the show
She can crack a whip like Indiana Jones
She can rule the roost, she can snap and holler
She can wear the pants long as I can take ′em off her
Long as I can take 'em off her

She calls the shots, gives the orders, makes the plans
That woman′s wish is my command
Yeah, I'm telling you I got more honey-do′s
Than every fruit truck on 40, but I'll get ′em done shortly


She can wear the pants, she can run the show
She can crack a whip like Indiana Jones
She can rule the roost, she can snap and holler
She can wear the pants long as I can take 'em off her

Well she can push me around
But when the sun goes down
Look out, there's a new sheriff in town
Oh, oh, oh, ow

Ah, yeah
That′s what I′m talkin' about
Ooh, yeah

Well I get a whole lotta flack from the fellas
But I reckon that they′re just jealous

She can wear the pants, she can run the show
She can crack a whip like Indiana Jones
She can rule the roost, she can snap and holler
She can wear the pants long as I can take 'em off her
Long as I can take ′em off her
Oh yeah, long as I can take 'em off her
Long as I can take ′em off her