There's a dirty piece of cardboard
Gthat reads Montgomery Ward
A Dtaped across the window of my old Ford.
A six-pack on the front seat and a box of chicken wings,
A D D7I'm dialin' 'cross the radio for a song that I can sing
G
I'd better change my wandrin ways,
DI know I've seen my better days,
always gettin' high when I get low.
GWell, I left my soul out in the rain,
DLord, what a price I've had to pay.
The storms of life are washin' me away.
An old mail pouch, tobacco sign
fadin' on the barn,
bringin' back sweet memories of Mama's farm/
When love was just a country girl that lived on down the road.
Spoken: you know, she almost had me turned around,
but that was years ago.
I'd better change my wandrin ways,
I know I've seen my better days,
always gettin' high when I get low.
Well, I left my soul out in the rain,
Lord, what a price I've had to pay.
The storms of life are washin' me away.
Yeah, the storms of life are washin' me away.
Howard
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Verse 1: (Randy Travis)
I was ten years old on my grandpa's farm when it happened
EAfter all these years i can still hear grandpa laughin'
AAs he applied that barnyard remedy
He passed his wisdom down to me
A E AYou don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive
Verse 2: (Clint Eastwood)
I remember my first crush was on the preacher's daughter
EWe were smoochin' on the front porch swing that night when he caught her
AWe weren't expectin' him home until quarter past ten
When the good Lord taught me that lesson again
A E AYou don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive
Chorus: (Randy Travis,Clint Eastwood)
You don't point your pistol before you check each chamber
E AAnd you don't drink no you don't drink when you drive
D A F#mIt's just ordinary common sense to avoid that danger
You don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive
Verse 3: (Randy Travis,Clint Eastwood)
AShe rolled into town with rodeo,she was a beauty
And that cowboy saw you wink at her,she was a cutie
AThe sound of jinglin' spurs caught me dead on a run
DHe was fit to be tied and you were under the gun
You don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive
ChorusA E A
No,you don't reach for the honey without smokin' the hive
You're gonna get stung boy
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