I could get used to texas
Get a job
Go work for your dad
You know he's not a drunk
He just makes the wine look bad
You hit me in my solar plexus
I swear on my guitar
My 135
You can hang me by the strings
But I'm never gonna leave your side
Chorus:
Well don’t you go thinking
That i was ever lying
I might be a fool but i ain't dumb
Do you remember when your old world left your crying
I said i won’t break your heart and i won’t run
My face is only for mothers
But i age better than wood
And i got the right hands
And baby they work so good
I know that man left you broken
And the scar he put on your lip
Is starring back at you
If you ever need to jump this ship
Get a job
Go work for your dad
You know he's not a drunk
He just makes the wine look bad
You hit me in my solar plexus
I swear on my guitar
My 135
You can hang me by the strings
But I'm never gonna leave your side
Chorus:
Well don’t you go thinking
That i was ever lying
I might be a fool but i ain't dumb
Do you remember when your old world left your crying
I said i won’t break your heart and i won’t run
My face is only for mothers
But i age better than wood
And i got the right hands
And baby they work so good
I know that man left you broken
And the scar he put on your lip
Is starring back at you
If you ever need to jump this ship
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