Maybe you were right, maybe I was wrong. Maybe I said goodbye a little too strong. But, you been away way too long come home. A little too harsh, a little too loud.
I hear 'em laughing on cloud 9. In a world so happy just above mine. No one's leaving like you left me. They got each other got all they need, but. . Here on cloud 8.
I ain't never hauled hay in the trunk of my car. But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar. I know how to work and how to have fun. I'm a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun.
I ain't never hauled hay in the trunk of my car,. But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar.. I know how to work and how ta have fun,. . I'm a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun.