I filled up, maxed out, discovered, bought a can of snuff, dropped in for the cover,
had 15 bucks to drink down my supper, I was broke, boy, and she walked in the door, looking
like a million, never seen her before, but man, I had a feeling she's a kind, if you
swing and miss it, it'll leave your heart broke, boy, funny what you do when you got
nothing to lose, so I counted to three, eased on up and said,
My truck is parked in the parking lot, in the backseat's a half-full rack of beer,
I got a spot to stop and watch a star drop, what you say we get there and the hell outta
here, then it's turned into an all-night kiss on the top of a drop-down gate, man, I couldn't
help but think to myself, damn son, you've got some pretty good game for a broke boy,
boy, whiskey in your coke, boy, broke, boy, broke, got some pretty good game for a broke
boy, broke, boy, funny like a joke, boy, broke, boy, broke, boy, broke, broke, broke, broke,
we woke up to the heat of that summer, and that one night turned into two hundred, now
she tells me that she loves me right before she goes to bed, and she wouldn't be saying
that if I'd never said,
My truck,
my truck is parked in the parking lot, in the backseat's a half-full rack of beer, I
got a spot to stop and watch a star drop, what you say we get there and the hell outta
here, then it's turned into an all-night kiss on the top of a drop-down gate, man, I couldn't
help but think to myself, damn son, you've got some pretty good game for a broke boy,
broke boy,
whiskey in your coke, boy, shootin' your shot like a forty-five colt For a Mississipi
queen that deserves it all Would've thought a ride on the Monte honey'd
ever fall for a broke boy,
broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy, broke boy,

My truck was parked in the parking lot, in the front, in the backseat's a half-full rack of beer,

Parking lot, every one of them backseat beers got drank
I didn't have a dime to my last name
Oh, but she took mine and I got the Lord to thank
That a yes turned into an all-night kiss
On the top of a drop-tip game
Man, I couldn't help but thank to myself
And son, you've got some pretty good game
For a broke boy, broke boy, whiskey in your coat, boy
Looking back now, kind of funny like a joke, boy
Mississippi queen that deserves it all
Who'd have thought a ride on the money, honey
Never fall for a broke boy
A ride on the money, honey
Never fall for a broke boy
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