I fell for a boy
Who wore muddy boots
Lights jeans
Who drove A cummins truck
With stacks on the back
With a confederate flag flying high
With pride
He liked tobacco
Whether it be cigarettes or dip
I remember telling him that they were
Bad for him
He smiled and inhaled the nicotine
Without a care in the world
That was before I smoked a pack a day
As you can see
That was almost a lifetime ago
Because he's gone
And now I'm addicted
Jan 15, 2014
Jan 15, 2014 at 7:05 PM UTC
I fell for a boy
Who wore muddy boots
Lights jeans
Who drove A cummins truck
With stacks on the back
With a confederate flag flying high
With pride
He liked tobacco
Whether it be cigarettes or dip
I remember telling him that they were
Bad for him
He smiled and inhaled the nicotine
Without a care in the world
That was before I smoked a pack a day
As you can see
That was almost a lifetime ago
Because he's gone
And now I'm addicted
