The Bar Fight

Mama
Don't want you to worry
Don't want you to cry
Your baby's calling from the county line

My head went black, mama
When he walked in
Acting like all things good
Should belong to him
Boasting about being 6'1"
Mama, he was 5'10"

Big chest, big mouth
Talking to objectify
Not taking "no"
Mama, to save his life
I know it ain't all men
But mama, it's enough of them

Mama
Think you raised a cowboy on accident
Cause your baby girl
Was in a bar fight with a lawman
And yes ma'am
I'd do it again

Bottles started flying
You should've seen it
Every cowboy jumped in
One was screaming
"Kill the patriarchy before it kills me"

Mama
I know you said I should not
Fight fire with fire
So I took a pitcher of water
And baptized that man

Mama
Think you raised a cowboy on accident
Cause your baby girl
Was in a bar fight with a lawman
And yes ma'am
I'd do it again

I can't help it, mama
I can't help it, mama
I can't help it, mama
What I did
No, I don't regret it
No, I don't regret it
I don't regret what I did

And I'd do it again
I'd do it again
I'd do it again
I'd do it again



Credits
Writer(s): Kenedi Griffis
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