Boys

(albüm: Boys - 2020)

I see you drive a chevy, I drive one too
Hell I'll drive it in the ground before I buy one new
I bet you fish in the summer, and hunt in the fall
Looks like we're cut from the same cloth

Yeah the truth is we'd prolly get along
Got the same taste in women, whiskey, and songs
Braves caps on the dash and dogs back home
There's a pretty good chance that you and me would be boys
But she's yours

Yea hows her sister doing, she still in LA?
Does she still call up her momma on the phone everyday
Does she still talk about getting out and seeing the world
Man If I were you, I'd hang on to that girl

Yeah the truth is we'd prolly get along
Got the same taste in women, whiskey, and songs
Braves caps on the dash and dogs back home
There's a pretty good chance that you and me would be boys
But she's yours

Maybe if we met another place or some other time
But I'll never get over her not being mine

Yeah the truth is we'd prolly get along
Got the same taste in women, whiskey, and songs
Yeah but you've got her and I'm all alone
There's a pretty good chance that you and me would be boys
But she's yours

Yes, she's yours
Yes, she's yours