Boys
I see you drive a Chevy, I drive one too
Hell I'll drive it in the ground 'fore 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 probably 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 how's 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 probably 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 probably 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
Yes, she's yours
Yes, she's yours
Hell I'll drive it in the ground 'fore 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 probably 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 how's 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 probably 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 probably 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
Yes, she's yours
Yes, she's yours
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Writer(s): Randy Ennis Schlappi, Charlie Muncaster, Tyler Reeve
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