This is a song I wrote with Phillip White & Bubba Strait.

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LYRICS
She took off down the road
Towards Austin, and I lost it
I heard she wound up in Fort Worth
No, I ain't been the same since
My heart's as hard as this old Caliche dirt

Some days are better than others
Some are mothers
I ain't even gonna lie
Some days, I don't wanna get up
I just wanna give up
And don't even get me started on some nights

I guess I could always call her, but why bother?
Hell, she won't pick up that phone
Got no pride left to swallow, so tomorrow
I'll try again to just move on

Some days are better than others
Some are mothers
I ain't even gonna lie
Some days, I don't wanna get up
I just wanna give up
And don't even get me started on some nights

Some days are better than others
Some are mothers
I ain't even gonna lie
Some days, I don't wanna get up
I just wanna give up
And don't even get me started on some nights

She took off down the road
Towards Austin, and I lost it

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