Il testo della Keepin' up with the jonesin'

Jamey Johnson

pochette album Keepin' up with the jonesin'

Data di rilascio : 31/01/2006

Durata : 0:03:24

Stile : Country

Lord, i quit the drinkin', the smokin' an' the honky-tonk life.
The day that a ring an' a preacher made her my wife.
Yeah, an' i said: "i do", but i didn't have a clue,
How i'd miss all the whiskey an' women.
I tried to be true,m but it's all i can do,
Keepin' up with the jonesin'.

Man, this hectic, domestic lifestyle takes a while to adjust.
Ah, she don't seem to remember that old rowdy rambler i was.
'cause she calls up her friends an' tells them,
How good i been doin'.
But the truth is i'm goin' out of my mind,
Keepin' up with the jonesin'.

An' i miss gettin' high, an' stayin out all night,
With all my old friends.
An' i miss the liquor, the bartenders,
The fights, the girls an' the bands.
It wouldn't be so damned hard,
If i didn't know what i'm missin'.
She don't understand, i'm doin' all that i can,
Keepin' up with the jonesin'.

Instrumental break.
Yeah, tell me what you know about it, possum.

Whoa it gets so hard when i know what i'm missin'.
Sometimes i give in, start over again,
Keepin' up with the jonesin'.

Son, i understand, it's a helluva man,
Keepin' up with the jonesin'.

Aw man, thank you mr jones, i sure 'nough appreciate the ride.
Hey is this, this a new tractor.
That a satellite radio, air-conditioning, heater.
Oh, a cooler.