I Don’t Owe You Anything - Live From The Troubadour / October 2019

It's a long way down the hallway
But it's a short drive to the bank
Ain't it a bitch learning the hard way?
It might be easier than you think
Well you can keep my tears and my good years
And your Sears and Roebuck ring
But I'll take this show on down the road
I don't owe you anything

Well, I made your bed and I made your lunch
For the last time, your clothes are out to dry
I know you're like my own reflection
I see her in your eyes
But darling, I ain't growin' old with you
I don't need your front porch swing
Well I raised up all your babies
I don't owe you anything

Now despite your sin, you're gonna start again
A retired family man
With a younger wife and our own son
And a cat she can't stand
You're gonna call me up in Vegas
Just looking for a fight
Well I'll be over you with better things to do
Perfectly good Saturday night

Well, I made your bed and I made your lunch
For the last time, your clothes are out to dry
I know you're like my own reflection
I see her in your eyes
But darling, I ain't growin' old with you
I don't need your front porch swing
Well, I raised up all your babies
I don't owe you anything

I made your bed and I made your lunch
For the last time, your clothes are out to dry
I know you're like my own reflection
I see her in your eyes
But darling, I ain't growin' old with you
I don't need your front porch swing
Well, I raised up all your babies
I don't owe you anything
Well, I raised up all your babies

And I don't owe you a god dang thing
Hell no

Thank you all so much
I guess I-I need a Michen

Shooting Denis in the ass

This song right here is a song that I have had
In my back and my front pocket
For I don't know, what? How many? 25 years something like that
It was written by a guy named David Lean Jones
And I had it, am like wow!
And Wailin was singing on it

So it's kind of full circles
Come from full circle with Lean producing it
And his daddy singing the original, wow
Men I could never by the way do it as good as he did it
I'm telling you
But I tell you Hose
I'm near the girl he call Hose, I'm telling you
That what he told me one time
Really I'm the girl I Call Hose



Credits
Writer(s): Brandi Marie Carlile, Timothy Jay Hanseroth, Phillip John Hanseroth
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