Trent Willmon

Trent Willmon - Sometimes I Miss Ya

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Ah ha!

Well, I'm laid up on a creek-bank,

With a cold one in my hand.

It's eighty-eight in the shade;

I got the bait in an old tin can.

An' ol' Blue's been a barkin'

At the bobber on the end of my pole.

Yeah, sometimes I miss you, baby:

Most the time, I don't.

Sundown, I go down,

Shoot the bull at Ernie's bar.

An' the boys in the band'll let me stand in,

An' play guitar,

The bar-keep'll let me camp out in the corner,

If I can't can't make it home.

Yeah, sometimes I miss you, baby:

Most the time, I don't.

Yeah, sometimes I miss your big city lovin',

An' the way you sparkle like Hollywood.

You can't blame a country boy for tryin',

An' I, I did the best I could;

I did the best I could.

I sold all the cows an' put it down,

On a house you just had to have.

You changed your mind, but that's all right:

We only lost about nine or ten grand.

An' by the time your new boyfriend - slash - lawyer,

Came to pick you up in his shiny new Jaguar, I was flat broke.

Sometimes I miss you, baby:

But most the time, I don't.

Yeah, sometimes I miss your sweet lovin',

An' your high heels, you look so good.

But nothin's worse than an unhappy woman,

An' I, I did the best I could;

I did the best I could.

:. Instrumental break .:

I take your photograph to my dart board,

An' I take careful aim at your picture;

An' sometimes, sometimes,

Sometimes, I miss ya.

Sometimes I miss your lovin',

An' your high heels, you look so good.

You can't blame a country boy for tryin',

An' I, I did the best I could;

I did the best I could.

I did the best I could.

Now, I'm laid up on a creek-bank,

With a cold one in my hand.

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