Margo Price It Ain’t Drunk Driving If You’re Riding a Horse Ukulele Chords

On the highway at night, the lights blazing red
and there ain’t no sounds except the pounding in my head
And a couple, cop sirens, blaring for me
They stopped me en route to the refinery

They said, “You look mean”, “The kettle is black”
They punched me, for that one, and threw me in the back
They say, “You’ve been drinking”, I said, “Yes, of course
But it ain’t drunk driving if you’re riding a horse”
Well there’s coked-up truck drivers and T-Birds on meth
And cell phones, and silver folks, scare me to death
And pills, weed and NyQuil in every third car
And liquored-up grandmas heading down to the bar

But my horse, he does all the thinking for me
He’s sober, as an angel, on a Christmas tree
Being horny and getting messed up is life’s strongest force
But it ain’t drunk driving if you’re riding a horse

Now my equine companion is kind and good-hearted
But he will not back down from a fight
And down at the stable he’ll drink you under the table
But he wasn’t drinking tonight

Well I pleaded and pleaded without any gain, took all the
names in the Bible I could think of in vain
And the judge, he had the gall, to shrink all my wealth
He said, ”What do you have, to say for yourself
Of your sinning and your drinking do you feel much remorse?” No, ’cause
it ain’t drunk driving if you’re riding a horse

It ain’t drunk driving if you’re riding a horse