Here in a minute, any work I got left to do, aw man I'm gonna quit it. If the boss man wants me to stay any longer he can kiss it, goodbye. 'Cause I gt a lot on my mind and I'm tryin' to forget it.
Written by Ashley Goring, Wade Kirby and Hugh Simpson. . If the whole world was a honky-tonk,. And it revolved around an old jukebox,. We'd tell our troubles to the Bar,.
He didn't have to wake up. He'd been up all night. Lying there in bed and listening. To his newborn baby cry. He makes a pot of coffee. He splashes water on his face.
Headlights, a hundred cars. Behind somebody's daddy's barn. Batteries draining blasting those radios. Another long lost summer night. Out past some no trespassing signs.