00:12My Grandmother
00:30I'd box up those empty long necks
00:33And stack them in, look back and make a hand
00:38Any night she'd let me sneak out of the kitchen
00:42And sit in with the man
00:47Yes, I had sacked some quarterbacks
00:50And broke my shirt long, long away
00:55I knew it wouldn't last forever
00:58Semi-pro always means semi-pink
01:04I started climbing, drilling rigs
01:07I'm all filled, trashed, proud as I can be
01:12Then I took my songs and guitars
01:15And sang them to a man from Tennessee
01:21I waited to be at your tavern
01:23From New York City out to Pasadena
01:29Every corndog fair and rodeo
01:32And sold out every basketball arena
01:38I'd like to get down with my boys
01:40In Afghanistan and back at city gym
01:43Good boy
01:46Good boy
01:47With white and blue blood
01:49Ready with a honky-tonky
02:03They start painting forever
02:05And the brightest ones will someday lose their shine
02:11But the glass won't ever be
02:14Half empty in my optimistic mind
02:21Hell, I'll still have a song to sing
02:23And a man to turn it up and play it loud
02:28Just as long as there's a bar room
02:31With a corner stage and a honky-tonk crowd
02:37I played every big boy
02:39I played every big joint tavern
02:40From New York City out to Pasadena
02:46Every corndog fair and rodeo
02:48And sold out every basketball arena
02:54I'd like to get down with my boys
02:57I'd like to get down with my boys
02:58In Afghanistan and back at city gym
03:02I'd like to get down with my boys
03:03Son of me, red, white and blue blood
03:05Graduate with a honky-tonky
03:11That's why they red, white and blue blood
03:14Graduate with a honky-tonky
03:23Great next state!
03:24Bring that desk on the night,
03:25Just need yourinner
03:26It's been an experience
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