作曲 : John Osborne/TJ Osborne/Ryan Hurd/Maren Morris
 作词 : John Osborne/TJ Osborne/Ryan Hurd/Maren Morris
Wish I could say it was gonna get better
But we ought to know better by now
I’m gonna pack my shit into a cardboard box
And get the hell out of this house
Gonna roll one for the road
Hit more than that county line
This whole world has gone to pot
And right now so am I
I’m moving on to greener pastures
I’m getting stoned,so it don’t matter
I tried praying to the man up high
I tried drinking till the well ran dry
I’m moving on to greener pastures
I don’t know what took so long to say so long to you
All you do is wear me out just like the evening news
So, you can plant your garden where you used to chew my ass
I don’t want this dirt no more
I’m trading it for grass
I’m moving on to greener pastures
I’m getting stoned,so it don’t matter
I tried praying to the man up high
I tried drinking till the well ran dry
I’m moving on to greener pastures
Roll it up,light it up
Take a little toke
Hit it till it all goes up in smoke
Gonna puff, puff pass it around
Back to myself right now
I’m moving on to greener pastures
I’m getting stoned,so it don’t matter
I tried praying to the man up high
I tried drinking till the well ran dry
I’m moving on to greener pastures
I tried praying to the man up high
I tried drinking till the well ran dry
I’m moving on to greener pastures