Last night, I felt like a two-dollar pistol
This morning, I feel like I got shot
Hair of the dog says wet my whistle
But I don't know if that's a good idea or not
I could get up on a little wild hair, white lightnin'
Do a little two-lane John-Deere ridin'
Lead me to a neon sign and the race is on
I been known to play possum on a barstool sittin'
Jukebox gold and the whole room spinnin'
Livin' in the middle of a country and western song
I can't keep tryin' to keep up with Jones
I can't keep tryin' to keep up with Jones
Last night, I knew what not to do
I just don't know half of what I did
I thought I'd try to fill them shoes
Turns out them boots are too damn big, yeah
I could get up on a little wild hair, white lightnin'
Do a little two-lane John-Deere ridin'
Lead me to a neon sign and the race is on
I been known to play possum on a barstool sittin'
Jukebox gold and the whole room spinnin'
Livin' in the middle of a country and western song
I can't keep tryin' to keep up with Jones
I can't keep tryin' to keep up with Jones
I can't keep up
I can't keep up
Yeah, today I'm movin' real slow
So tonight, I'll be a no-show
Then again, I just might go
And get up on a little wild hair, white lightnin'
Do a little two-lane John-Deere ridin'
Lead me to a neon sign and the race is on
I been known to play possum on a barstool sittin'
Jukebox gold and the whole room spinnin'
Livin' in the middle of a country and western song
I can't keep tryin' to keep up with Jones
I can't keep tryin' to keep up with Jones
I can't keep tryin' to keep up with Jones
I can't keep tryin' to keep up with Jones
Jones, Jones
(Last night, I felt like a two-dollar pistol)
(This morning, I feel like I got shot)
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