Mississippi Nuthin'

Your joy is killing me
I don't have anything
Remember when we used to wear each other's clothes

Yeah I've been struggling
But I know lots of things
And I've got an idea that's gonna turn on the monkey hose
Chokin on a joke
Try to keep it light
I never could quite get the timing right
But you could never know how it feels
I've got ideas no one knows

We watched you on TV at the recovery
The sound was good but you're always looking down
Don't take this personally
But man if that was me
I'd make more eye contact with the camera
And kinda work the crowd

You probably think I called to say that you were right
But I'm black out drunk in a cotton field on a Friday night
And I've got nothing to do but tell you how I feel
I've got ideas so watch out

You always think I'm bluffing
Like I'm some kind of
Mississippi nuthin

But I was first string quarterback
Drove you everywhere
Or that time when Ronnie hit you so hard
You tried to drive and wrecked your car
And I had to help you wash the blood out of your hair

Cause I've always been that kind of 'go to' friend
Or maybe it's true
Maybe I'm just the blue collar version of you

You're on a winning streak
Well I got laid off last week
But I've got a plan that's gonna turn it all around
I've got ideas but no one knows



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Trent Robinson, Cary Ann Hearst
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