Thanks for listening to all my sad songs Thanks for loving me when I sing the wordswrong Make the bad times not seem so longThanks for listening I could have bit down on a dry fireCause God made me with some crossed wire Would have been singing in an angel choirThanks for listening Who'd have known I'd stick around this longBy listening to the words in all my songs If this were my final curtain call I'd haveno regrets at all We were drinking in graveyardsSneaking off kissing in my friend's cars Playing our guitars outside the barsThanks for listening You might have seen me on your TVThey even let me on the Grand Old Opry If you'd have told me I'd have never believedThanks for listening Who'd have known I'd stick around this longBy listening to the words in all my songs If this were my final curtain call I'd haveno regrets at all But most of allThanks for listening to all my sad songs Thanks for loving me when I sing the wordswrong Make the bad times not seem so longThanks for listening