Guess Is as Good as Mine
I was throwin' pearl snaps in a suitcase
She was standin' in the bedroom doorway
Said, "Do you even when you're comin' back?"
"It just depends on if I make the short go, could be a week, could be tomorrow, baby, we both know we could use the cash
She said, "You better hope that I'm still here when you get home"
And I just smiled and said, "I hope there ain't no traffic on the road"
'Cause I can't help the man the good Lord made me
And you can't stand the fact that I just can't stand still
So when you ask why I live my life 8 seconds at a time
Honey, your guess is as good as mine
I was 80 miles out on the highway
I called the boys told 'em I was on my way, holler back when you know which one I draw
And that's about when the eyes in the rear view said, "You stupid boy, she really loves you and, man, I don't know you at all"
'Cause I can't help the man the good Lord made me
And you can't stand the fact that I just can't stand still
So when you ask why I live my life 8 seconds at a time
Buddy, your guess is as good as mine
Then I hit the dirt headed back to her, with a bruised pride and busted knee
She said, "Boy, don't you think you should hang it up"
I said, "Girl, do you know me"
'Cause I can't help the man the good Lord made me
And you can't stand the fact that I just can't stand still
So when you ask why I live my life 8 seconds at a time
Honey, your guess is as good as mine
Yeah, you're guess is as good as mine
She was standin' in the bedroom doorway
Said, "Do you even when you're comin' back?"
"It just depends on if I make the short go, could be a week, could be tomorrow, baby, we both know we could use the cash
She said, "You better hope that I'm still here when you get home"
And I just smiled and said, "I hope there ain't no traffic on the road"
'Cause I can't help the man the good Lord made me
And you can't stand the fact that I just can't stand still
So when you ask why I live my life 8 seconds at a time
Honey, your guess is as good as mine
I was 80 miles out on the highway
I called the boys told 'em I was on my way, holler back when you know which one I draw
And that's about when the eyes in the rear view said, "You stupid boy, she really loves you and, man, I don't know you at all"
'Cause I can't help the man the good Lord made me
And you can't stand the fact that I just can't stand still
So when you ask why I live my life 8 seconds at a time
Buddy, your guess is as good as mine
Then I hit the dirt headed back to her, with a bruised pride and busted knee
She said, "Boy, don't you think you should hang it up"
I said, "Girl, do you know me"
'Cause I can't help the man the good Lord made me
And you can't stand the fact that I just can't stand still
So when you ask why I live my life 8 seconds at a time
Honey, your guess is as good as mine
Yeah, you're guess is as good as mine
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Writer(s): Jordan Walker, Jacob Davis, Jaden Andrew Hamilton
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