| I used to be Juanita’s old boyfriend
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| We sure gave 'em some stories to tell
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| Now I can’t even find her picture
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| I guess I’m finally through foolin' myself
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| I used to be an ex-bullrider
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| Livin' on the edge of life itself
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| Now I can’t even find my buckle
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| Looks like I’m finally through foolin' myself
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| Hang on just as long as you can
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| Get up whenever you fall
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| Shake it off, Boys, and go 'round again
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| Don’t be hangin' your life on the wall
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| I used to be forever chasin' firetrucks
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| I sure could raise me some hell
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| I don’t know why I like to do that kinda stuff
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| I guess I wasn’t through foolin' myself
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| I used to have a smokin' little fastball
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| I sure could show 'em some stuff
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| Now I can’t even make it on the
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| Church team anymore
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| I guess I’m finally through foolin' myself
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| Chorus Twice
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| Shake it off, Boys, and go 'round again
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| Don’t be hangin' your life on the wall |