Red Neck Mothers - The Good Brothers

Who was it said North is North and South is South And never the twain shall meet? Well, this song answers the question Can a simple, God-fearin', beer-drinkin' country boy Find happiness as a husband of a freaky, no good, psychedelic, neurotic, drug-usin', hippie talkin' New York City bitch? They say a redneck and a hippie should never get married But we just laughed and done it anyway For a while life was fine 'cause your life's so different from mine But now it seems we both just ain't got very much to say 'Cause I realize you'll never love Hank Williams And I don't like The Rolling Stones a bit And all my friends have short hair and smoke "Lucky's" And all your friends have long hair and smoke shit So go and roll yourself another reefer And I'll go pour myself another beer And please don't ask me why we can't give it one more try 'Cause I'm too drunk to tell you, babe And you're too stoned to hear I like to dress up and look just like a rich man And you like wearin' jeans and lookin' poor And I like dancin' slow, where the Schlitz and memories flow And I like to drink my Coke and you like sniffin' yours But I keep pretending everything's Jim Dandy And you keep pretending everything's far out So just pack up your grass and shake your hippie ass Right back up north while I stay here down south Woah, go and roll yourself another reefer And I'll go and pour myself another beer Please don't ask me why we can't give it one more try 'Cause I'm too drunk to tell you, girl And you're too stoned to hear Woah, roll yourself another one of them reefers And I'll pour myself another one of them beers And please don't ask me why we can't give it one more try 'Cause I'm too drunk to tell you, baby And you're too stoned to hear

Dear friend, take that noose from your neck. This isn't the answer. Give me a moment of your time, and I will show you how much you are cared for. Are you happy now that you're gone? Would you come back if you could? Would you be happy if I moved on, like we both know that I should? I'm sorry I wasn't there. I'm sorry I couldn't change your mind. I used to think I was so destructive. In the end I was something left behind.

Not every party is a somebody callin' the cops Not every song is a mic drop right from the top Not every summer is a beach road runner Wakin' up, wonderin' where you are But all the good ones are Not every secret is a gotta take it to the grave Not every friend is a give it hell imitator Not every habit is a good God gotta have it Make it like a new guitar But all the good ones are All the good ones are, yeah Not every lover is a Coney Island thrill ride A taste of honey with a crazy streak of mile wide Cheap thrills, fire drills, fast wheels Drive you like a stolen car But all the good ones are Not every drink is a Black Jack, make it double Not every dive is a neon bomb jungle Not every smile gonna get me in trouble Sittin' down at the end of the bar But all the good ones are All the good ones are, hey Not every lover is a Coney Island thrill ride A taste of honey with a crazy streak of mile wide Cheap thrills, fire drills, fast wheels Drive you like a stolen car But all the good ones are Not every all you ever wanted's gonna want you Not every woman got a way that's gonna haunt you And your bed and your head and your heart Every bad decision ain't a suicide mission Demolition right from the start But all the good ones are Not every lover is a Coney Island thrill ride A taste of honey with a crazy streak a mile wide Cheap thrills, fire drills, fast wheels Drive you like a stolen car But all the good ones are Not every all you ever wanted's gonna want you Not every woman got a way that's gonna haunt you And your bed and your head and your heart Every bad decision ain't a suicide mission Demolition right from the start But all the good ones are But all the good ones are All the good ones are

It don't take a million big ones to feel like a million bucks You don't have to buy a plane ticket To get a little high and live it up We pass through life like a bullet It's enough to make your head spin And as far as I know you don't get to do it again Make it a good one, make it a long one If you're gonna pour one, make it a strong one Give all your heart to someone Leave nothing unsaid or undone Life goes by ninety miles a minute If you blink once, you might just miss it It's a hold on tight, carnival ride around the sun Before the day is done, make it a good one Hold tight to the ones you love Don't get stuck in your ways Keep shiftin' gears to those good years That've seen better days He ain't ever gonna find a U-Haul Gettin' pulled behind a hearse Leave the best of yourself behind ya You ain't gonna fit it with you down in the dirt Make it a good one, make it a long one If you're gonna pour one, make it a strong one Give all your heart to someone Leave nothing unsaid or undone Life goes by ninety miles a minute If you blink once, you might just miss it It's a hold on tight, carnival ride around the sun Before the day is done, make it a good one Raise your hand Let the chips fall where they land Take a chance and get a little wild while you can And if you wanna make the good Lord laugh Tell 'em your plans Make it a good one If you're gonna pour one, make it a strong one Give all your heart to someone Leave nothing unsaid or undone Life goes by ninety miles a minute If you blink once, you might just miss it It's a hold on tight, carnival ride around the sun It's a freefall, havin' a ball 'cause you only get one Make it a good one Mm, make it a good one