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Five months ago you left me here
Without a single dime
You're doin' fine and everything
Your home used to be mine
You left me stuck with all the bills
And you've got all the land
I think by now it's safe to say
I'm not a happy man
I hear you're livin' up on the hill
With some guy that drives a Porsche
And I'm still here in a beat up shack
With a 20 year old horse
You stopped in here like we're good friends
But I think you better go
I'm mad as hell but I'll hold back
'Cause there's somethin' you should know
I wouldn't hit you, I ain't that way
But I've said all that I'm gonna say
So you better make tracks, you better get out of sight
'Cause I wouldn't hit you but my girlfriend might

Well, I see you don't believe your ears
But what I said is true
She's a pretty little brown-haired girl
She even cooks good too
She's got a heart of gold and treats me right
But if I were you, I'd head
On out of here 'cause she hates you
She wishes you was dead
I wouldn't hit you, I ain't that way
But I've said all that I'm gonna say
So you better make tracks, you better get out of sight
'Cause I wouldn't hit you but my girlfriend might
Oh, oh, yeah
I wouldn't hit you, I ain't that way
But I've said all that I'm gonna say
So you better make tracks, you better get out of sight
'Cause I wouldn't hit you but my girlfriend might
Oh, yes, she will