Lyrics Tyler Childers

Tyler Childers

All Your'n

Drivin' through the roadwork

Oh the work they took forever on

The road cones blur like memories

Of the miles we shared between

The place you learned to say your prayers

The place I took to prayin'

Loadin in and breakin down

My road dog door deal dreams

Long before we ever met

I made up my direction

Long before I knew the half

Of half that I'm sure of now

Though I'd say it ain't the way that you'd a gone about it

Follow me and lead me on and never let me down

So I'll love ya till my lungs give out

I ain't lyin'

I'm all yourn and you're all mine

There ain't two ways around it

There ain't no tryin' bout it

I'm all yourn and you're all mine

Fried morels and fine hotels and all that in the middle

Every bite and curtain drawn I wanna taste with you

The goddess in my Days Inn pen

The muse I aint' refusin'

The part of me that ain't around

I'm always talkin' to

So I'll love ya till my lungs give out

I ain't lyin'

I'm all yourn and you're all mine

There ain't two ways around it

There ain't no tryin' bout it

I'm all yourn and you're all mine

So I'll love ya till my lungs give out

I ain't lyin'

I'm all yourn and you're all mine

There ain't two ways around it

There ain't no tryin' bout it

I'm all yourn and you're all mine

No there ain't two ways around it

There ain't no tryin' about it

I'm all yourn and you're all mine