Waffle House

Album: Ride Through the Country (2008)
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  • See me and my ole lady we been fightin a bunch.
    And I aint quite sure but I got me a hunch. Now I know I been drinkin but
    im thinkin kinda clear. This is the truth and I aint
    leavin this booth. Until I tell everybody exactly what she done. I
    done called my boy's son and told him bring my gun.
    I'm tryin to figure out exactly what went wrong. My workin day like the
    dark to give her a nice home.
    I aint never been the type to ask for to much.
    Just a meal now and then and sometimes a slow
    touch. Tell me what to do man whata ya think.
    I know the waitress and the cook and they dont care if we drink. I'm just
    tryin to make sence outta all this shit.
    Lord I'm not a violent man but the guns in my hnad.
    Should I stay or should I go
    or just let it be. Lord the cheatin woman will be the death of me.

    Meet me at the Waffle House.
    It's goin down. Just found out my ole ladys been messin
    around. Met me at the Waffle House.
    Bring me my gun. Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone.

    Man my whole world is upside down.
    I guess I'm about to be the laughing stock of the town.
    I heard form my cousin its a
    dozen or more. And I found the Sheriffs badge on the
    bedroom floor. And ole boy from church said he saw her with the
    preacher 40 miles from here in a bar drinkin beer.
    She told me she was havin lunch with her sister. I was home cleanin up
    wishin I didnt miss her. See love will bring you home
    but lies brought me here. Heard her and the town Judge been at it for
    a year. I rekon you cant make a whore a house wife.
    But I dam sure tried even when she lied. Now I'm sittin here starin at
    this plate of grits. Thinkin about goin put a bullet
    in that bitch. Maybe I should shoot everyone of them fellas. But
    come to think of it son I really aint jelious.
    Matterfact let me thank yall for makin it clear. Hell fix me a patty melt
    son pour me a beer. Now I'm scattered,
    smothered, and and happy to be free.
    To hell with cheap women yall heard it from me.

    Meet me at the Waffle House.
    It's goin down. Just found out my ole ladys been messin
    around. Met me at the Waffle House.
    Bring me my gun. Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone.

    Meet me at the one off 28.
    My guns in the closet. Under my bad company tapes.
    And grab that moonshine sittin on the
    freezer. Its gona easy the pain. The next time I see her.

    Meet me at the Waffle House.
    It's goin down. Just found out my ole ladys been messin
    around. Met me at the Waffle House.
    Bring me my gun. Need someone to talk to before I hurt someone. Writer/s: COLT FORD, DUGI BAKALI, SCOTT WEATHERWAX
    Publisher: Songtrust Ave
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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