A 40 HP Johnson on a flat bottom metal boat
Coke cans and BB guns, barbed wire and old fence posts
8-point bucks in autumn and freshly cut cornfields
One arm out the window and one hand on the wheel
[Chorus]
Some things just go better together and probably always will
Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings?
Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing?
It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer
And me, as long as you're right here
[Verse 2]
Your license in my wallet when we go out downtown
Your lipstick's stained every coffee cup that I got in this house
The way you say, "I love you, too" is like rain on an old tin roof
And your hand fits right into mine like a needle in a groove
[Chorus]
Some things just go better together and probably always will
Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings?
Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing?
It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer
And me, as long as you're right here
[Bridge]
Sometimes we're oil and water, but I wouldn't have it any other way
And if I'm being honest, your first and my last name
[Chorus]
Would just sound better together and probably always will
Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill
What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings?
Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing?
It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer
And me, as long as you're right here
And me, as long as you're right here
[Verse 1] A 40 HP Johnson on a flat bottom metal boat Coke cans and BB guns, barbed wire and old fence posts 8-point bucks in autumn and freshly cut cornfields One arm out the window and one hand on the wheel [Chorus] Some things just go better together and probably always will Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings? Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing? It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer And me, as long as you're right here [Verse 2] Your license in my wallet when we go out downtown Your lipstick's stained every coffee cup that I got in this house The way you say, "I love you, too" is like rain on an old tin roof And your hand fits right into mine like a needle in a groove [Chorus] Some things just go better together and probably always will Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings? Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing? It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer And me, as long as you're right here [Bridge] Sometimes we're oil and water, but I wouldn't have it any other way And if I'm being honest, your first and my last name [Chorus] Would just sound better together and probably always will Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill What's the point of this ol' guitar if it ain't got no strings? Or pourin' your heart into a song that you ain't gonna sing? It's a match made up in heaven, like good ol' boys and beer And me, as long as you're right here And me, as long as you're right here Explain Request ×
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