What's A Good Ol' Boy To Do

(Jamie O’Hara) She took my cowboy boots and my fishin’ gear My George Jones CDs and my case of beer She left a little note up on the table sayin’ we were through Hey Mister you tell me what’s a good ol’ boy to do I had a Cherry Red Pickup ’75 Last time I saw it it was headin’ out the drive Her hair was blowin’ in the wind I think that she was laughin’ too Hey Mister you tell me what’s a good ol’ boy to do Times are-a-changin’ things are rearrangin’ Lordy it’s a hell of a mess Who’s in control, well I don’t know It ain’t me I guess I had a dog named Jack she took him too That was the coldest thing she could ever do She left behind the cat You know the one that I’m allergic to Hey Mister you tell me what’s a good ol’ boy to do Yeah times are-a-changin’ things are rearrangin’ Lordy it’s a hell of a mess Who’s in control, well I don’t know It ain’t me I guess She took my cowboy boots and my fishin’ gear My George Jones CDs and my case of beer She left a little note up on the table sayin’ we were through Hey Mister you tell me what’s a good ol’ boy to do Hey Mister you tell me what’s a good ol’ boy to do Hey Mister you tell me what’s a good ol’ boy to do