Caylee Hammack and Reba McEntire - Redhead

Momma was a hot head, daddy was a redneck
Grew up in a single wide when Reagan was president
Spooning in the twin size, newly wed business
Didn't know they gonna have themselves a little redhead

Nine months from Valentine's, blamed it on the red wine
Bought a station wagon, stopped running all the red lights
Big eyes, bigger mouth, wild child complex
They didn't have a clue how to raise a little redhead

Oh, they got their hands full, trying to tame a pistol
Spitfire, freckles that could run among the dead
Clothesline, tightropes, daredevil, high hopes
They raised a little hell when they raised a little redhead

(Now tell us how it is, Reba)

Living with a sunburn, running with scissors
Daddy's belt couldn't help simmer down the temper
Bull in a china shop, rose-colored reckless
Tried to run away, but trouble loves a little redhead

Oh, they got their hands full, trying to tame a pistol
Spitfire, freckles that could run among the dead
Clothesline, tightropes, daredevil, high hopes
They raised a little hell when they raised a little redhead, mmm

Oh, they got their hands full, trying to tame a pistol
Spitfire, freckles that could run among the dead
Clothesline, tightropes, daredevil, high hopes
They raised a little hell when they raised a little redhead

Ah, God made the blondes, black-haired, and the brunettes
Devil dropped in, said, "I don't think you're done yet
Let's make a compromise, make an angel backslide"
So they chipped in, and they made a little redhead

Written by:
Trent Dabbs, Caylee Anna Hammack, Natalie Nicole Hemby

Publisher:
Lyrics © CTM Outlander Music LC, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, CTM OUTLANDER MUSIC LP, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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