Your truck's still in the barn under the top, but I don't drive it
Still cut that grass twice a week, pull the weeds, tryin' to keep it
Just like you like it
That station ain't changed on the workshop radio
But [?] feels too far away, that's where I go
I still laugh, I still cry
I still drink one, pour some out on the ground that you raised me on
I still read old texts, and sometimes that gets me talkin' to you like you ain't gone
I know you'd hate it, I'm sorry
But I ride your old dolly little faster than you want me to
But that's just what I do when I'm missin' you
I can turn on the song "Good Old Boys Like Me" and I feel something
Every time my pick hit these six strings it's like you're strummin'
My mind's runnin'
I know doin' all of that won't bring you back to us, no
But the truth is when I do, a part of you does
I still laugh, I still cry
I still drink one, pour some out on the ground that you raised me on
I still read old texts, and sometimes that gets me talkin' to you like you ain't gone
I know you'd hate it, I'm sorry
But I ride your old dolly little faster than you want me to
But that's just what I do when I'm missin' you
I know you're up in a better place but
Thank God a little memory goes a long way
I still laugh, I still cry
I still drink one, pour some out on the ground that you raised me on
I still read old texts, and sometimes that gets me talkin' to you like you ain't gone
I know you'd hate it, I'm sorry
But I ride your old dolly little faster than you want me to
But that's just what I do when I'm missin' you
Damn, I'm missin' you
