Bass Boat

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My old man bought a big bass boat
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When I think of that summer of hope I choke
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Cause even if we didn’t catch a little bit of something
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We’d park that boat by the bluff at the days inn
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I got a need to find trouble when things are alright
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I pine for pain in the morning light
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And even with my baby sitting next to me
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I’m a self sabotaging suicide machine

           Am     G      C
And you’re going, going, going
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Til the Lord calls you home in
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Your work boots and your worn coveralls
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And you’ll show them, show them, show them
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With your high collateral loan on
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That home where your children play with dolls
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Cause I was raised by a woman who was hardly impressed
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And I carry that shit real deep in my chest
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Cause I ain’t ever been one for cheap excuses
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And apologies have always been a little late or useless
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But if you give me four minutes and a little ‘bit of time
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I’ll make them old days an old friend of mine
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And I can talk to God and I can pray all day
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But you can’t heal something that you never raised

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And you’re going, going, going
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On Thanksgiving day
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When you’re sneaking off to drink some alcohol
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And you’ll show them, show them, show them
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While you’re kissing all the knees of
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Every scrape and every bloody fall
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   Am      G        C         F
My old man bought a big bass boat
       Am            G         C      F
When I think of that summer of hope I choke
      Am         G              C              F
Cause even if we didn’t catch a little bit of something
     Am        G           C            F
We’d park that boat by the bluff at the days end

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