The Way It Used To Be

Well I don't drive by your house on Brunswick anymore

Cause I'm afraid I'll see you standing like a ghost up in that door

Looking 'round, wondering why, nothing looks like it did

Cause that yard never grew up past an inch

No that yard never grew up past an inch

Well I just cuss, I just curse, I just scream at the breeze

There ain't nothing 'round this town the way it used to be

And when I'm forced to drive by I just shut my eyes and plead

That I don't crash this car into the trees

But I don't crash the car cause you're with me

Well I still drive County Line, cause I've gotta get around

But Mamaw's house looks something awful, they're running it in the ground

And those fuckers who moved in, they don't even prune the trees

They don't mow the lawn, they don't pull the weeds

They don't mow the lawn, they don't pull the weeds

And I just cuss, I just curse, I just scream at the breeze

There ain't nothing 'round this town the way it used to be

And when I'm forced to drive by I just shut my eyes and plead

That I don't crash this car into the trees

But I don't crash the car cause you're with me

And sometimes I think that I oughta stop the car

And pull out that push mower and trim that fucking yard

But every time I do, I decide what's done is done

Let 'em ruin what I love

Let 'em ruin what I love

So I just cuss, I just curse, I just tremble in the breeze

There ain't nothing 'round this town the way it used to be

When I'm forced to drive by I just shut my eyes and think

Maybe I'll put this car in them trees

Maybe I'll put this car in them trees

But I don't, no I don't, cause you're with me

No I don't, and I won't, cause you're with me paw