Dust on the dashboard, rust on the back door Daddy paid cash for that ol' four-door Ford Fairline Bottle on the floorboard, butts in the ashtray Where
Me and Billy Joe Taylor joined each other at the hip I loved him like the brother I never had He was my go-to-guy on third and ten Made me look good at
Come on Mouth full of blood one eye swoll shut I mustered up one last punch before I bit the dust He was the biggest dog in that fight But he'd picked
I've turned sixteen, got a brand new six-string Haggard and Hank, Sting and Springsteen Peelin' the paint, every chance I got Daddy said, "You're pretty
This world's enough to break a man's heart Make him question who's in charge And then you ask me to believe What I can't see Well, my TV sold me some
Sittin' in the shade made By a hay truck on a hot day A cloud of dust on an old dirt road meant Lemonade was on the way She was beautiful And her daddy
Don?t ride your bike off a ramp That?s more than three bricks high Don?t take a candy from the store If you ain?t got the dime Don?t pick a fight with
The welcome sign is missin' an "O" From a teenage twelve gauge shotgun hole Been on the county's list of things, not to fix For ten years now nothin'
Walk out of an alley with a bloody dollar bill Holdin' your lunch money that no bully's gonna steal Put that dime left over with the others in a box To
Nobody thinks you're falling in love That I'm all you're thinking of That you're worried that your heart Will break any minute Oh but you are so-oh
Way down at the bottom of the river There's a locket with a picture of me She drowned what I thought was forever She locked up our love and lost the key
That ?73 Monte Carlo had a car load of Schlitz and innocence Half a pack of daddy?s cigarettes and a cassette of Jimmy Hendrix We parked beside the railroad
Back in my drinking days I could hold my own in a fight Swinging at the devil with one hell of a right Back in my drinking days I borrowed against borrowed
I left my last pack Of cigarettes in the back Of that long black Cadillac The day that habit took Daddy down Spent the next year or so Emptying bottles
Started a war when I quit school Broke my mama?s heart and my daddy?s rule I was as wrong as my new tattoo But folks are cool and some folks ain?t I hit
This world's enough to break a man's heart Make him question who's in charge And then you ask me to believe what I can't see My TV sold me some sin Said
Walk out of an alley with a bloody dollar bill Holdin your lunch money that no bully's gonna steal Put that dime left over with the others in a box To
32 count Intro I turned sixteen got a brand new six-string Haggard and Hank, Sting and Springsteen, Peelin' the paint every chance I got. Daddy said
