Better Together - Luke Combs

Lyrics by：Luke Combs/Dan Isbell/Randy Montana

Composed by：Luke Combs/Dan Isbell/Randy Montana

A 40 HP Johnson

On a flat bottom metal boat

Coke cans and BB guns

Barbed wire and old fence posts

8-point bucks in autumn

And freshly cut corn fields

One arm out the window

And one hand on the wheel

Some things just go better together

And probably always will

Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise

Sunday drives and time to kill

What's the point of this old guitar

If it ain't got no strings

Or pouring your heart into a song

That you ain't gonna sing

It's a match made up in heaven

Like good ole boys and beer

And me as long as you're right here

Your license in my wallet

When we go out downtown

Your lipstick stained every coffee cup

That I got in this house

The way you say I love you too

Is like rain on an old tin roof

And your hand fits right in to mine

Like a needle in a groove

Some things just go better together

And probably always will

Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise

Sunday drives and time to kill

What's the point of this old guitar

If it ain't got no strings

Or pouring your heart into a song

That you ain't gonna sing

It's a match made up in heaven

Like good ole boys and beer

And me as long as you're right here

Sometimes we're oil and water

But I wouldn't have it any other way

And if I'm being honest

Your first and my last name

Would just sound better together

And probably always will

Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise

Sunday drives and time to kill

What's the point of this old guitar

If it ain't got no strings

Or pouring your heart into a song

That you ain't gonna sing

It's a match made up in heaven

Like good ole boys and beer

And me as long as you're right here

And me as long as you're right here