Merry Go ‘Round Lyrics – Kacey Musgraves

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Merry Go ‘Round is the title of a song by country artist Kacey Musgraves. It is also a metaphor for rural life in America, full of traditions and ‘settled like dust’. The song entered the list of 50 best songs of 2012, according to Rolling Stones. Kacey Musgraves’ vocals have been compared to those of Taylor Swift and Miranda Lambert. Yet she has a manner of her own, which has been highly appraised by music critics. Watch the Merry Go ‘Round music video, shot in retro style. The lyrics are also provided. What do you think of this song? Sound off in the comments below.

Kacey Musgraves – Merry Go ‘Round Music Video

Kacey Musgraves – Merry Go ‘Round Song Words

If you ain’t got two kids by 21,
You’re probably gonna die alone.
Least that’s what tradition told you.
And it don’t matter if you don’t believe,
Come Sunday morning, you best be there in the front row like you’re supposed to.

Same hurt in every heart.
Same trailer, different park.

Mama’s hooked on Mary Kay.
Brother’s hooked on Mary Jane.
Daddy’s hooked on Mary two doors down.
Mary, Mary quite contrary.
We get bored, so, we get married
Just like dust, we settle in this town.
On this broken merry go ’round and ’round and ’round we go
Where it stops nobody knows and it ain’t slowin’ down.
This merry go ’round.

We think the first time’s good enough.
So, we hold on to high school love.
Sayin’ we won’t end up like our parents.
Tiny little boxes in a row.
Ain’t what you want, it’s what you know.
Just happy in the shoes you’re wearin’.
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Same checks we’re always cashin’ to buy a little more distraction.

‘Cause mama’s hooked on Mary Kay.
Brother’s hooked on Mary Jane.
Daddy’s hooked on Mary two doors down.
Mary, Mary, quite contrary.
We get bored, so, we get married.
Just like dust, we settle in this town.
On this broken merry go ’round and ’round and ’round we go
Where it stops nobody knows and it ain’t slowin’ down.
This merry go ’round.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary.
We’re so bored until we’re buried.
Just like dust, we settle in this town.
On this broken merry go ’round.
Merry go ’round.

Jack and Jill went up the hill.
Jack burned out on booze and pills.
And Mary had a little lamb.
Mary just don’t give a damn no more.