Beyoncé Bowl (NFL Halftime Show Performance)

Part I: 16 CARRIAGES

[Verse: Beyoncé]

At fifteen, the innocence was gone astray

Had to leave my home at an early age

I saw Mama prayin', I saw Daddy grind

All my tender problems, had to leave behind

[Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé]

It's been umpteen summers, and I'm not in my bed

On the back of the bus, in a bunk with the band

Goin' so hard, gotta choose myself

Underpaid and overwhelmed

I might cook, clean, but still won't fold

Still workin' all my life, you know

Only God knows, only God knows

Only God knows

[Chorus: Beyoncé]

Sixteen carriages drivin' away

While I watched them ride with my fears away

'Til the summer sunset on a holy night

On a long back road, all the tears I fight

Sixteen carriages drivin' away

While I watched them ride with my fears away

'Til the summer sunset on a holy night

On a long back road, all these tears I fight

Part II: BLACKBIIRD

[Verse 1: Beyoncé]

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

All your life

You were only waitin' for this moment to be free

[Chorus: Beyoncé]

Blackbird fly (Fly)

Blackbird fly (Fly)

Into the light of a dark, black night

[Verse 2: Brittney Spencer, Tiera Kennedy, Reyna Roberts, & Tanner Adell, (All)]

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly (Learn to fly, learn to fly)

All your life

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

[Outro: Beyoncé & All]

You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Arise

Part III: YA YA (Elements of These Boots Are Made For Walkin' & Freedom)

[Intro: Beyoncé]

Hah

One, two, tres, four

She comin'

We gon' make it do what it do, ya-ya

Hello, girls (Hello, Beyoncé)

Hello, fellas (You're pretty swell)

Those petty ones can't touch with me (Why?)

'Cause I'm a clever girl

We clappin', we drummin'

[Verse: Beyoncé]

My family live and died in America, huh

Good ol' USA (Good ol' USA), huh

Whole lotta red in that white and blue, ya-ya

History can't be erased, hah (Ooh-ooh)

You lookin' for a new America? (America)

Aren't you tired, workin' time and a half for half the pay? (Half the pay)

Ah, ya-ya (Ooh-woo-hoo)

I just pray that we don't crash, keep my Bible on the dash

We gotta keep the faith

Wildfire burnt his house down

Insurance ain't gon' pay no Fannie Mae, huh, ah, ya-ya

So hold this holster, pour mo' liquor, please

Hard workin' man ain't got no money in the bank

Huh, ah, ya-ya

Turn up the vinyl and the radio (Radio)

He can't watch the news nowadays (Nowadays), oh

I just pray that he don't crash, keep this pistol on the dash

He gotta keep the faith

[Refrain: Beyoncé]

I'm pickin' up good vibrations (Ooh, ooh)

He's givin' me sweet sensations

[Outro: Beyoncé]

Texas, we gotta keep the faith

B-E-Y-I-N-C-E, ya!

Vote!

Vote!

Vote!

Part IV: MY HOUSE

[Intro: Terius "The Dream" Nash]

Who they came to see? Me

Who rep like me? Don't make me get up out my seat

[Refrain: Terius "The Dream" Nash]

Uh, oh

Uh, oh

[Chorus: Terius "The Dream" Nash]

Who let my goons out that house? Uh, huh, who?

Who out there talkin' all that mouth? Uh, uh, who?

[Outro: Beyoncé & Terius "The Dream" Nash, & Both]

Who they came to see? Me

Who reppin' like me?

Don't make me get up out of my seat

Don't make me come up off of this beat, huh

Oh

Uh—

Part V: RIIVERDANCE / SPAGHETTII

[Intro: Swizz Beats]

Ah

Right

Right

[Refrain: Beyoncé, Bey's Cowboys, & Both]

Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)

Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)

I ain't in no gang, but I got shooters and I bang-bang

[Verse 1: Beyoncé]

Staring down the barrel of his gun

Yes, he shot me down

I died and someone brought me back to life

But never to my senses

[Refrain: Beyoncé]

Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)

Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)

Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)

Bounce on the hit, no hands

[Verse 2: Beyoncé]

Staring down the barrel of my gun

Yes, I shot you down

He cried the day he realized

That lies were hidden in my kisses

[Refrain: Beyoncé]

Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)

Bounce on the hit, dance (Dance)

[Outro: Beyoncé]

I ain't no regular singer

Now, come get everything you came for

Part VI: SWEET ★ HONEY ★ BUCKIIN'

[Verse 1: Shaboozey & Beyoncé]

Lucchese the boots, check

You can hear when I step (Step), step

Bought a Chevy and painted it red

Money long, it can't fit in the bed

It don't matter what nobody says (Nobody says)

Country boy 'til the day that I'm dead (Yee-hoo)

You want smoke? I'm the Marlboro man (Marlboro)

Cut it out 'fore it get outta hand, mmm

This ain't Calabasas, we don't need highways

We can take backroads (Take backroads)

Never been ridin', baby? Step in that stirrup

Hop on my saddle (Hop on my saddle), ooh

Snake on my feet, they rattle (Ooh)

And the bag, only thing gettin' lasso'd, yeah (Gettin' what?)

And I'm still goin' up like a ladder (Uh)

And I'm still in the field

She gon'

[Chorus: Beyoncé & Cowboys & Pharrell Williams]

Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah)

Buckin' (Yeah), woah (Yeah)

Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah)

Buckin' like a mechanical bull

Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah)

Buckin' (Yeah), woah (Yeah)

Buckin' (Yeah), buckin' (Yeah)

A good night, flow money is full, ooh-ooh

Look at that horse, look at that horse

Look at that horse (Look at that horse)

Part VII: LEVII JEANS (Elements of MY HOUSE)

[Intro: Terius "The Dream" Nash]

Oh

Uh, uh, huh

Uh

[Chorus: Beyoncé]

They call me, "Pretty little thing"

And I love to turn him on

Boy, I'll let you be my Levi's jeans

Way it's poppin' out your phone

Love you down to the bone

[Verse: Post Malone & Beyoncé]

Baby, you know I'm on my bull—, I'll let you ride it (Ride it)

Rodeo in your room, that shoot breaks loose with perfect timin' (Perfect timin')

Love it when you tease me in them jeans, girl, you don't need designer (No)

And when that thing on hydroplane, baby girl, you the pilot

Baby, let me rattle that snake with my venom

Denim on denim on denim on denim

Give you high fashion in a simple white tee

Give you these blues, it's in my genes

On my sister, on Celestine

Got light shinin' through the in-between

Thigh gap saddle his leather seats

[Outro: Beyoncé & Post Malone & Post Malone]

Come on you pretty little thing

Oh, I wanna take you home

Girl, I’d like to be your Levi's jeans

The way you poppin' out my phone

I love you down to the bone

Yes, Ma'am

Part VIII: JOLENE

[Chorus: Beyoncé]

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

I'm warnin' you, don't come for my man (Jolene)

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

Don't take the chance because you think you can

[Verse: Beyoncé]

You're beauty is beyond compare

Takes more than beauty and seductive stares

To come between a family and a happy man

Jolene, I'm a woman too

The games you play are nothing new

Your peace depends on how you moven

Jolene, I know I'm a queen, Jolene

I'm still a Creole banjee chick from Louisiane (Don't try me)

Part IX: TEXAS HOLD 'EM: PONY UP REMIX (Elements of TYRANT)

[Intro: Dolly Parton & Beyoncé]

Cowboy Carter

Time to strike a match, and light up this juke joint

Everybody, put your hands together

I'm so honered to be in Texas, right now

Let's take it to the floor now (Ooh)

Dosido

It's only right that we do "TEXAS HOLD 'EM"

For the first time in Houston, Texas, on Christmas

Y'all, help me sing

[Chorus: Beyoncé]

This ain't Texas (Woo), ain't no Hold 'Em (Hey)

So lay your cards down, down, down, down

So park your Lexus (Woo), and throw your keys up (Hey)

Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (Stick around)

And I'll be damned if I can't slow-dance with you

Come pour some sugar on me, honey too

It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don't be a— (Hey), come take it to the floor now, woo, hah (Woo)

[Verse 1: Beyoncé]

There's a tornado (There's a tornado) In my city (In my city)

Hit the basement (Hit the basement), that sho'll ain't pretty (Ain't pretty)

Rugged whiskey (Rugged whiskey), 'Cause we survivin' ('Cause we survivin')

Off red-cup kisses, sweet redemption, passin' time, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé]

Ooh, one step to the right

We headed to the dive bar we always thought was nice

Ooh, run me to the left

Then spin me in the middle, Blue, I can't read your mind

[Chorus: Beyoncé]

This ain't Texas (Woo), ain't no Hold 'Em (Hey)

So lay your cards down, down, down, down

So park your Lexus (Woo), and throw your keys up (Hey)

And stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round (Stick around)

And I'll be damned if I can not dance with you

Come pour some sugar on me, honey too

It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don't be a— (Hey), come take it to the floor now, woo

[Post-Chorus: Beyoncé]

Woo, woo

[Verse 2: Beyoncé]

There's a heatwave (There's a heatwave) comin' at us (Comin' at us)

Too hot to think straight (Too hot to think straight), too cold to panic (Cold to panic)

All of the problems just feel dramatic (Just feel dramatic)

And now we're runnin' to the first bar that we find, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé]

Ooh, if you run to the left

[Chorus: Beyoncé]

It's a real-life boogie and a real-life hoedown

Don't be a— (Hey), come take it to the floor now, ooh

[Live Interlude: Beyoncé]

Now I'ma need all my cowboys to the dance floor (Take it to the floor now, ooh)

You heard me, Texas, get to the dance floor (Release your wiggle)

[Live Dance Break: Beyoncé]

Pony up

Pony up

Chasin' my sins away with brown, brown

I'ma need another round, round, round, round

One for me, one for my lover

[Outro: Beyoncé]

This ain't Texas, ain't no Hold 'Em

So lay your cards down, down, down, down, oh

Park your Lexus, throw your keys up

Stick around, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round

'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round