fox in the henhouse

Luke Combs

I m tired of looking over my shoulder
I m tired of losing sleep all week long
Tired of the uneasy feeling and the sinful deceiving
No, my soul won t rest till he s gone

There s a fox in the henhouse
I can t seem to get him out
I ll hide in the shadows till the red rooster crows
Let that old twelve-gauge hammer come down

It s been going on a while now
It ain t hard to see all the signs
Fool me once, shame on me, but twice, then you ll see
That ll damn sure be the last time

Th?re s a fox in the henhous?
I can t seem to get him out
I ll hide in the shadows till the red rooster crows
Let that old twelve-gauge hammer come down

There s a fox in the henhouse
I can t seem to get him out
I ll hide in the shadows till the red rooster crows
Let that old twelve-gauge hammer come down

Let that old twelve-gauge hammer come down