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Change In The Ashtray

 

Change In The Ashtray

(album: Concert For The Crickets - 2023)


I don't blame you for throwing us away
Wouldn't pay me attention, I'd spend it the wrong way
Burning these twenties tryna drive you away
For you to remind me, all my change in the ashtray
My change in the ashtray

In the two-door Tahoe everything was fine
'Til the world was getting high to my hit song lines
In that junky trailer, yeah, you still had a smile
Until the crowds got bigger and the yelling got loud
When the money came in, muscle cars went out
Wrangler full of hundreds, started lying where I'm at
Fame pulsating but heart going flat
If I was dying on a table, wouldn't save my ass

I don't blame you for throwing us away
Wouldn't pay me attention, I'd spend it the wrong way
Burning these twenties tryna drive you away
For you to remind me, all my change in the ashtray
My change in the ashtray

You shoulda locked me on a ridge in our own hometown
Never showed me venues with tickets went sold out
GPS made of love, I'd still crash no doubt
But I smile at the damage, I'm a rag doll now
Wishing that your new man could see me in town
So I could start shit and knock his ass out at the Shell
Ain't nothing but some hours at the Cheatam County Jail
I'll write a song about it later after Branden bails me out

I don't blame you for throwing us away
Wouldn't pay me attention, I'd spend it the wrong way
Burning these twenties tryna drive you away
For you to remind me, all my change in the ashtray
My change in the ashtray, ooh

Like water under the bridge in the middle of A.C.
Barging in my mind atleast a dozen times a week
If I'm fishing for attention, you're the rock that never fails
To make my trolling motor break so I ain't catching nothing now

I don't blame you for throwing us away
Wouldn't pay me attention, I'd spend it the wrong way
Burning these twenties tryna drive you away
For you to remind me, all my change in the ashtray
My change in the ashtray, mmhmm

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