Bobby was reading the lyrics for Miss You from a sheet on the floor. Seemed like he had the first dozen lines committed to memory but had to lean hard on the sheet for the second half. But even without knowing the words, he just owned that song. Trey should have signed the rights over to Bobby after last night.

Also, much love for the Nashville pit. Never had so much room to move and breathe up front. Everyone was super nice and there wasn't a Chad around.