if you talk loud around here, well you better be tough like an ol ford truck.
now a good clean fight for me is just fine, but when somebody pulls something from his belt line, things go from bad to worse, when a gun gets drawn.
well i had a good time but i think im about to ease along.
causea pistol ain't suppost to mix with a gut full of alcohol.
that ol rigt hand will go to shaking wanting to kill my own.
so keep the tip, im about to split for somebody starts a brawl .
hey i had a good time but i think im about to ease along.
think im about to ease along. 2x
now i've been coming to this ol honkytonk for awhile
country boys talking noise just to make them girls smile.
we relax kick back and maybe have a few shots.
playing the country juke box weither you like it or not
there aint a damn thing wrong with friends and eight ball fool.
till this stranger in the corner started acting a fool.
the little city slicker couldn't handle his liqure
started talking about the country folks
so ya'll go figure
i mean it happend all so fast he couldn't figure it out
he couldn't get the taste of Georgia boot up out his mouth.
the little sissy in a cowboy hat
that aint real you ask what happend
now he's sleepin on the honky tonk floor
somebody better get him cause he dont belong
and i aint going back to jail so im goin to ease along
cause a pistol aint suppost to mix with a gut full of alchol
that ol right hand will go to shaking wanting to kill my own
so you keep the tip cause im about to split for somebody starts a brawl
hey i had a good time but i think im about to ease along. 2x
(Thanks to joshua honeycutt for these lyrics)