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I had a bad idea, a hundred dollar bill
Figured if the Devil ain't killed me yet, the good Lord loves me still
With my hands on the wheel of my '99 Trans Am
I dropped the clutch in second gear to prove I was a man

On the outside of Western, in my buddies old sedan
We'd get high and look at highways and talk like older men
We were sad and we were angry but mostly we were young
I failed, I think, to recognize myself for what I was
In my time

Well Pa just sold the house
Mama moved to town
Half the places I remember look to me to be falling down
I got an old friend on the bottle, I got another snorting pills
But the rest of them are doing well out working in the fields

All the old familiar stories are coming to an end
Like Grandpa sitting in his chair and talking sh*t with him
The day will come, I realize, where it all starts again
A new kid hearing old tall tales, that start with: way back when
In my time
In my time
And God, if you can hear me, I ain't always done you right
If you're in the business of forgiving, I reckon I'll take mine
And if you got a second left and you feel so inclined
Tell my brothers pa**ed before me I'll be coming 'round
In my time
In my time

I had a bad idea, a hundred dollar bill
I figured if the Devil ain't killed me yet, the good Lord loves me still

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