You draw it out like a highway
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With every word that you say
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Excuses for the answers that you lack
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Your mama’s still the steady ground you walk on every day
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And your daddy’s still the monkey on your back
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Did you find all you thought you’d find out in the wild, wild west
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You took a little piece of home and you threw away the rest
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You say you’re livin’ on the edge and I think you’re hangin’ from a ledge
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Too scared to hold the hand that wants to help you up
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Are you the man you thought you’d be by the time that you turned 33
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Are you still a bullet in your daddy’s gun
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Don’t forget boy you’re your mama’s only son
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She’s at home and she’s been praying for you
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Hey what about Georgia
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Saw your sister yesterday
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Austin’s five and on his way
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Looking for some shoes that he can fill
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He said that he’d be just like you, the coolest guy he ever knew
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And he’d find you when he lost his training wheels
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I looked in his big blue eyes and I saw you again
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He’s hungry for a life that he aint ready to begin
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You say you’re livin’ on the edge and I think you’re hangin’ from a ledge
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Too scared to hold the hand that wants to help you up
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Are you the man you thought you’d be by the time that you turned 33
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Are you still a bullet in your daddy’s gun
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Don’t forget boy you’re your mama’s only son
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She’s at home and she’s been praying for you
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So what about Georgia
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Guess you didn’t realize it’d take you quite this long
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To figure out that being free is right where you belong
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You say you’re livin’ on the edge and I think you’re hangin’ from a ledge
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Too scared to hold the hand that wants to help you up
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HEY! Are you the man you thought you’d be by the time that you turned 33
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Are you still a bullet in your daddy’s gun
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Don’t forget boy you’re your mama’s only son
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She’s at home and she’s been praying for you
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Hey what about Georgia
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What about Georgia yeah
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What about Georgia Georgia Yeah
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What about Georgia
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What About Georgia
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| Miranda Lambert |
