Scotty McCreery – Can’t Pass The Bar Lyrics

Jesse’s a mechanic, his mother-in-law’s a manic
His new wife’s in a panic, sayin’ when you comin’ home
Danny drives a tractor, left it in the past
Your boss is gettin’ madder, cause he won’t pick up the phone

Might not be an Ivy League Einstein crowd, but when it comes figure it out

the long week’s cashed,
gonna you ain’t ask
the lights kickin’
all headed a home away home

don’t look but we’re pretty for some boys can’t the bar

Bobby’s a says he’s for nothin’,
always makin’ cause he doesn’t a suit
Freddy’s ex-lady’s a new the judge she’s datin’ in Baton Rouge

He’s the book smart, pool-shootin’ kind,
that’s why she shows back up other night

the long week’s cashed, gonna you ain’t ask
the lights kickin’
all headed a home away home

don’t look but we’re pretty for some boys can’t the bar

you’re raised out here, you you
two-lane only you so far
cigars, and jars,
but can’t, can’t, can’t the bar

the long week’s cashed,
gonna you ain’t ask
the lights kickin’
all headed a home away home
don’t look but we’re pretty for some boys can’t the bar
Just some boys can’t the bar
can’t the bar