Lyrics
Well the whitetail bucks are nowhere near McClain county
Just my luck you're nowhere to be found too
If your daddy had his way there'd be a bounty
To put a hurtin on my ass for hurtin you
I ain't had a drink this week since Monday
It's Wednesday night so I guess that's pretty good
Mama's church is starting revival Sunday
If I'm still dry then I'll show up like I should
I'm learning how to bend instead of breaking
But I've been broke so long it feels like truth
I'm hoping all my better choices make it
Find out what it's like to win instead of lose
First 3 letters of your name are carved in this oak tree
Reminding me that things unfinished never really leave
It's colder in October than the weatherman said it'd be
And I'm wonderin when this seasons over
If you'd warm back up to me
I'm learning how to bend instead of breaking
But I've been broke so long that it feels like truth
I'm hoping all my better choices make it
Find out what it's like to win instead of lose
Well the whitetail bucks are nowhere near McClain county