Redhead Lyrics – Caylee Hammack Ft. Reba McEntire

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

They got their hands full, trying to tame a pistol
Spitfire, freckles that could run among the dead
Clothes line, tight rope, dare devil, high hopes
They raised a little hell when they raised a little redhead

Living with the 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

They got their hands full, trying to tame a pistol
Spitfire, freckles that could run among the dead
Clothes line, tight rope, dare devil, high hopes
They raised a little hell when they raised a little redhead

They got their hands full, trying to tame a pistol
Spitfire, freckles that could run among the dead
Clothes line, tight rope, dare devil, high hopes
They raised a little hell when they raised a little redhead

God made the blondes, black, hell, 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