All good things past
And your boy got himself into some trouble again
But all my friends are bound to share in this denial
And the comin' of the Lord couldn't keep me from
A down-south, comeback smile
That Oklahoman popsicle frozen empties on a burn pile
And the comin' of the Lord couldn't keep me from
A down-south, comeback smile
That Oklahoman popsicle frozen empties on a burn pile
All good things past
And your boy got himself into some trouble again
But all my friends are bound to share in this denial