Good Guy
My momma would cry
She heard the rumors you were telling
All around this town
That ain't the boy she raised
You're selling lies and throwing stones
Cause we aint us no more
And I'm just throwing back Patron
Leaving you alone
Go on and ruin a good guy's reputation
If it makes you feel better
But it's just bitter damnation
These things they fall apart
Like boots, blue jeans, and cars
But I know who I am
So whatever helps your heart
I'm not gonna lie
The things you said got back to me
And cut me like a knife
Made my love the enemy
If you need someone to blame
For poison on my name
Go on and ruin a good guy's reputation
If it makes you feel better
But it's just bitter damnation
These things they fall apart
Like boots, blue jeans, and cars
But I know who I am
So whatever helps your heart
My momma would cry
She heard the rumors you were telling
All around this town
That ain't the boy she raised
Go on and ruin a good guy's reputation
If it makes you feel better
But it's just bitter damnation
These things they fall apart
Like boots, blue jeans, and cars
But I know who I am
So whatever helps your heart
So whatever helps your heart
So whatever helps your heart
She heard the rumors you were telling
All around this town
That ain't the boy she raised
You're selling lies and throwing stones
Cause we aint us no more
And I'm just throwing back Patron
Leaving you alone
Go on and ruin a good guy's reputation
If it makes you feel better
But it's just bitter damnation
These things they fall apart
Like boots, blue jeans, and cars
But I know who I am
So whatever helps your heart
I'm not gonna lie
The things you said got back to me
And cut me like a knife
Made my love the enemy
If you need someone to blame
For poison on my name
Go on and ruin a good guy's reputation
If it makes you feel better
But it's just bitter damnation
These things they fall apart
Like boots, blue jeans, and cars
But I know who I am
So whatever helps your heart
My momma would cry
She heard the rumors you were telling
All around this town
That ain't the boy she raised
Go on and ruin a good guy's reputation
If it makes you feel better
But it's just bitter damnation
These things they fall apart
Like boots, blue jeans, and cars
But I know who I am
So whatever helps your heart
So whatever helps your heart
So whatever helps your heart
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Writer(s): Kelly Ane Archer, Cole Phillips
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