I sold my first guitar ’cause
I needed some gas money
I wrecked that truck on 65
My friend Joe Diffie gave me
A bottle of whiskey, wish we
Drank it together before he died
I don’t make big things out of small things anymore
Just like the night you out that door
lose
it, you’re news
I don’t you few
yourself
you
you
I spent some late nights
Out the boys drinking
Instead of holding the one I loved
I shoulda bought ring
‘Cause she was my everything
But I never told her enough
I bet you talking you I ain’t
you the one that away
lose
it, you’re news
I don’t you few
yourself
you
Crazy how you always the whole world spins you
That I can’t without you
That every song’s you
lose
it, you’re news
I don’t you few
yourself
you
Bigger you
you
you
I’ve you
