| You don’t have to holler
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| And we don’t have to fight
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| We can settle all this, right here
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| Right now, tonight
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| No need to call no lawyer
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| You don’t have to pack no bags
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| It’s obvious, all you want is
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| Half more than your half
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| I see here on this paper
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| You wrote what you want down
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| Want me to sign over
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| What was ours is all yours now
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| Take the house that my sweat built ya'
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| Here’s the keys to both the cars
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| I’ll do you up the title to my ole Harley in the barn
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| Take all our family pictures
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| And my records off the wall
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| And any other sign of livin' proof
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| That I lived here at all
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| Can’t help but not see a couple little things
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| Not there on your list
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| So if you don’t care
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| I’ll keep the kids
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| Look at dads old Gibson
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| I see you wrote that down
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| Girl, that’s below the belt
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| But it’s all yours now
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| There’s Grandmas diamond ring
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| She wore fifty some odd years
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| She’ll probably roll over in her grave
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| But, I’ll leave it here
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| I’m outta here
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| Take the bass boat and that tractor
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| All my guns and Earnhardt hat
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| Every nickel we had tucked away
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| And twenty years I can’t get back
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| Take the shirt right off my shoulders
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| Hope it fits ole what’s his name
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| Take everything you think your world revolves around everyday
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| Can’t help but not see a couple little things
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| Not there on your list
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| So if you don’t care
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| I’ll keep the kids
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| Can’t help but not see a couple little things
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| Not there on your list
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| So if you don’t care
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| I’ll keep the kids
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| Couple little things you won’t miss |