When I pulled in at 8 PM

The headlights lit the drive

The truck that parked behind me had that telltale Southern vibe

It's a good thing I look cute in the boots I slipped into

I better know who drove it

And he better be you

I bet that you been sitting in my favorite living room chair

My mama probably made you play your guitar while she braided my sister's hair

I can already see her sweet smile as you play her something new

I'm not coming in there if you're not in there too

That better be your Chevy

And you better be you

I saw the spare key missing when I checked above the door

The ones that were just lying there never got used before

You must have found the note I left with the blueprints of our move

If someone else is living there

They better not approve

I bet that you been sitting in my favorite living room chair

My mama probably made you play your guitar while she braided my sister's hair

I can already see her sweet smile as you play her something new

I'm not coming in there if you're not in there too

That better be your Chevy

And you better be you

And if I'm wrong

And you've been gone

And that's not your truck

And that's not your song

If I'm not strong

If I break down

If you're not here

If you're not around

If I'm not welcome

I know you are

And when I walk in

I'll walk in

And find you sitting in my favorite living room chair

And Mama asking you to play your guitar while she braided my sister's hair

I could see her sweet smile while you played her something new

And I told her

"If you're not here

Then I'm not here too"

That better be your Chevy

And you better be you