Sweet Lama Home

[Verse]
Out in the hills where the sun don’t quit
Lamas roam free with their sassy spit
Wool like clouds and a stubborn streak
They chew their cud while the coyotes peek

[Chorus]
Sweet lama home
Where the hay bales lie
Spitting truth under the open sky
Oh sweet lama home
Where the grass grows high
Pack it up
My lama
Let’s ride or die

[Verse 2]
Their hums like whispers in the mountain air
Carrying secrets
They just don’t care
Climbing cliffs like it’s child’s play
Lama parade at the break of day

[Prechorus]
Wooly kings with an attitude bold
Spit you a story that’s never been told

[Chorus]
Sweet lama home
Where the hay bales lie
Spitting truth under the open sky
Oh sweet lama home
Where the grass grows high
Pack it up
My lama
Let’s ride or die

[Bridge]
Lama drama
In the canyon deep
Sassy and salty
They never weep
With a look so smug and a sideways glance
They’ll spit you out of your cowboy stance