Everything I learned about life I learned out on that bank From gettin' up early, comin' up empty And good things come to those that wait Money doesn't grow on trees The difference in talking and shootin' the breeze I remember thinkin' wouldn't it be cool To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude? And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here?" He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't" And just about then that bobber would sink And that outboard dream of mine would disappear I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes Too broke for a boat He could've picked up an extra shift Or a weekend at the factory But every Sunday was saved for Jesus And Saturdays, he spent with me 'Til that summer would fall I didn't know we had it all I remember thinkin' wouldn't it be cool To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude? And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here?" He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't" And just about then that bobber would sink And that outboard dream of mine would disappear I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes Too broke for a boat Too broke for a boat I remember thinkin' wouldn't it be cool To have an old flat bottom and an Evinrude? And Daddy saying, "Son, don't they bite just fine right here?" He'd say, "Love what you got, buddy, not what you ain't" And just about then that bobber would sink And that outboard dream of mine would disappear I grew up pretty lucky as far as lucky goes Too broke for a boat Too broke for a boat

Phone it in again, another in bank, I'm spoiled by the riches I had a line to remember and I wrote it in the sand Tried to go get it but the tide swooned We are the lucky ones, we ain't got it so bad Baby, you go all in, sometimes you win You bet We are the noise makers, the modern wayfarers Here be no guts, no glory There be no guts, no glory Tell me why'd I wait so long to break these chains around me? We share without knowing Screams soaring in every direction We sweat like boat builders and marvel at our work Smiling at the imperfections We are the lucky ones, we ain't got it so bad Baby, you go all in, sometimes you win We will get up to get down Keep the faith, sing loud We are the noise makers, the modern wayfarers Here be no guts, no glory There be no guts, no glory Tell me why'd I wait so long to break these chains around me? Why'd I wait so long to break these chains! Give them our regards out there Tell them we'll be back again New Bedford, bury me somewhere near you (Smiling at the imperfections) (As they disappeared over the horizon) From Rain City to Gainesville we ran Then back to Melville again With whiskey-soaked tales, half-forgotten Still in the bottle at the bottom Tell me why'd I wait so long to break these chains around me? Why'd I wait so long to take the reins of my life! Why'd I wait so long to break these chains! Why'd I wait so long to take the reins! We are the noise makers, the modern wayfarers Here be no guts, no glory There be no guts, no glory here (I've been guilty, I know that, believe me) (I admit, I've been bored, I've been lazy) Down and out on Cherokee Street Give our regards to them 'til we return again New Bedford, bury me somewhere near you (Somewhere near you)

I could see me sittin' in the back of A cop car bangin' my head on a window I could see me slammin' that last call Shot glass, losin' everything in my billfold, ooh, ooh That's what I do when I'm drinking 'bout you So, I don't want to go downtown Doin' what we used to Twist the top off another round Hell, I got enough loose screws I'm gettin' tired of hurting 'bout you Nothin' ever changes I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight 'Cause that could be dangerous 'Cause that could be dangerous Yeah, I could see me doin' just fine With a daisy duke dime, but I don't see it lastin' long I could see me orderin' too many drinks at the bar Get the bartender pouring 'em strong That's what I do when I'm tryin' to drink you gone So, I don't want to go downtown Doin' what we used to Twist the top off another round Hell, I got enough loose screws I'm gettin' tired of hurting 'bout you Nothin' ever changes I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight 'Cause that could be dangerous 'Cause that could be dangerous Yeah, 'cause you Got somebody else that you've been foolin' Them same tricks up your sleeve, yeah, ooh I'd usually be the type to be out too But you ruined that for me, so I don't want to go downtown Doin' what we used to Twist the top off another round Hell, I got enough loose screws I'm gettin' tired of hurting 'bout you Nothin' ever changes I think I'm gonna stay right here tonight 'Cause that could be dangerous 'Cause that could be dangerous Dangerous That could be dangerous

I don't wanna go to work, I don't wanna see my ex-girl I don't wanna worry 'bout findin' me my next girlfriend At the bar, where they charge your right arm for a cold can of PBR Yeah, I don't wanna watch the news, I don't wanna pick the phone up Don't wanna sit in traffic with an empty can of Long Cut I've been doin' what I should be doin' and I'm losin' my Dodge Ram mind 'Cause I just wanna do country-ass shit With my country-ass friends, with my country-ass band Havin' to make them dollar bills, y'all Ask me how my country ass feels, y'all Between workin' it off and gettin' it chewed There ain't much country-ass left in these old blue jeans But wait a minute, the whole world can kiss it 'Cause me and my country ass goin' fishin' Yeah, I just wanna drink a beer, I just wanna get a line wet Let the sun put some more red on my neck Wave at the girls on their rental pontoons While my bass boat speakers go boom, boom 'Cause I just wanna do country-ass shit With my country-ass friends, with my country-ass band Havin' to make them dollar bills, y'all Ask me how my country ass feels, y'all Between workin' it off and gettin' it chewed There ain't much country ass left in these old blue jeans But wait a minute, the whole world can kiss it 'Cause me and my country-ass goin' fishin' Don't wanna shake no hands or tuck my shirt in Pardon my French, Mama, if you're listenin' But I just wanna do country-ass shit With my country-ass friends, with my country-ass band Havin' to make them dollar bills, y'all Ask me how my country ass feels, y'all Between workin' it off and gettin' it chewed There ain't much country ass left in these old blue jeans But wait a minute, the whole world can kiss it 'Cause me and my country-ass goin' fishin' Yeah! (There ain't much country ass left in these old blue jeans) (But wait a minute, the whole world can kiss it) 'Cause me and my country ass goin' fishin'

Jack D, there's a seven on the label One glass on the living room table Phone face down, church up loud Was tryna drown you out tonight but First sip, I could feel you on my shoulder The Tennessee heat had me feelin' colder Thought a drink would get you off my mind But this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021), yeah One last time, don't think twice Girl, just pick it up and come over Give the bedroom door a little closure I know I told you I wouldn't call, and I tried But this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) You might think I don't really want you with me You might tell me to empty out my whiskey Or try changin' what I'm holdin' in my hand Try another liquor, try another brand but It don't matter if I got my lips On a different drink, on a different night Yeah, the second that I take a sip, all I'm gonna think is This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021), yeah One last time, don't think twice Girl, just pick it up and come over Give the bedroom door a little closure I know I told you I wouldn't call, and I tried But this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) Thought a drink would get you off my mind I ain't sayin' I love you, but I might 'Cause this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021), yeah One last time, don't think twice Girl, just pick it up and come over Give the bedroom door a little closure I know I told you I wouldn't call, and I tried But this bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021) This bottle tastes like 865 (409-1021)

I used to think that it was me against the world, but it wasn't Thought drinkin' from a glass half empty made it better, but it doesn't Funny all the things you realize When that 20-20 hindsight vision opens up your eyes Now my outlook on life is different than it used to be Yeah, my outlook is someone's up there Lookin' down and lookin' out for me Something in my ramblin' soul said I had to go toe to toe with the devil Fell in love with a gypsy girl, said she couldn't risk it on a rebel At least not one that doesn't have a cause And I'll admit, I guess back then that's all I really was Now my outlook on life is different than it used to be Yeah, my outlook is someone's up there Lookin' down and lookin' out for me There's so many crossroads you come to And you can't put your finger on Why you went the way you did, and then You look up and here you are on the flip side of crazy It's something more than lucky stars you thank when you kiss your baby Always believed in God and angels in the sky But never thought that I deserved an angel by my side Now my outlook on life is different than it used to be Yeah, my outlook is someone's up there Lookin' down and lookin' out for me Now my outlook on life is different than it used to be Yeah, my outlook is someone's up there Lookin' down and lookin' out for me Yeah, lookin' down, lookin' out for me

That neon sign Hangin' outside that bar Should've said, "Go home" If you know what's good for your heart When she sat down In that ADPI T-shirt Should've said, "Watch out" Or boy your gonna wind up hurt And that label on that whiskey on that shelf Should've said, "Don't buy no shots for no one else" Should've come with a warnin' (oh) Don't sit right there, don't sip on what they're pouring (you) Her kiss is gonna kill you in the morning Nah, it ain't gonna end too good Everything about that night I thought I wanted Should've come with a warning (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) Should've come with a warning Phone just lit up And it's damn near 2:00 a.m. Oughta be blue lights, or some kind of loud sirens Sayin', "Don't pick it up, she'll let you down" It's the deep end and you're gonna drown And this "You up?" text that she sent me right now Should've come with a warnin' (oh) Don't sit right there, don't sip on what they're pouring (you) Her kiss is gonna kill you in the morning Nah, it ain't gonna end too good Everything about that night I thought I wanted Should've come with a warning (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) Should've come with a warning Don't fire it up, and hit the headlights Turn on around at the next red light I wish somebody would've gave me some damn signs Yeah, I wish that night Would've come with a warning (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) Would've come with a warning Would've come with a warning (ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh) Would've come with a warning