| That bucket of bolts in the driveway
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| It’s old but it’s still fast
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| And the weeds out in the front yard
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| When they’re green, they look like grass
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| And this house we got
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| Well, it sure could use a couple shingles and a can of paint
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| But looking on the bright side
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| We’re dry every time it rains
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| Yeah, I’m kicked back on the front porch
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| Drinking up this sunset
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| We ain’t got a whole lot
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| But we got what we need
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| Yeah, I’m smiling 'cause I’ve been blessed
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| Sipping on the good stuff
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| This ain’t a glass half empty thing
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| It’s a half full Dixie cup
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| Kids chasing around that old dog
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| Being loud and dragging out toys
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| But you’re missing out on a sweet sound
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| If all you hear is noise
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| And their mama sitting here beside me
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| Laughs and says, ain’t it funny
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| Some people I know, well, they’re flat broke
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| 'Cause all they got is money
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| Yeah, I’m kicked back on the front porch
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| Drinking up this sunset
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| We ain’t got a whole lot
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| But we got what we need
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| Yeah, I’m smiling 'cause I’ve been blessed
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| Sipping on the good stuff
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| This ain’t a glass half empty thing
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| It’s a half full Dixie cup
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| Some days I fall by the wayside
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| And let the devil have his way
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| He puts a hole in my cup
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| But this ain’t one of those days, no
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| Well, I’m kicked back on the front porch
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| I’m drinking up this sunset
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| Hey, we ain’t got a whole lot
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| But we got what we need
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| Yeah, I’m smiling 'cause I’ve been blessed
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| I’m sipping on the good stuff
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| Hey, this ain’t a glass half empty thing
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| It’s a half full Dixie cup
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| Yeah, I’m smiling 'cause I’ve been blessed
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| I’m sipping on the good stuff
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| Hey, this ain’t a glass half empty thing
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| It’s a half full Dixie cup
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| It’s a half full Dixie cup |