Author Topic: Trauma Agrees With Some Songwriter He's Never Met (Part 1) - a.k.a. The Truth  (Read 231 times)

Trauma-san

Well me and my lady had our first big fight
so I drove around till I saw the neon light
at a corner bar; it just seemed right so I pulled up
Not a soul around but the old bar keep
down at the end and looking half asleep
but he walked up and said what'll it be
I said "the good stuff"
He didnt reach around for the whiskey
he didnt pour me a beer
his blue eyes kinda went misty
he said "well, you cant find that here"

'Cuz It's the first long kiss on the second date
your mom's all worried when you get home late
and dropin' the ring in the spagetti plate
cuz your hands are shakin' so much
and its the way that she looks with the rice in her hair
eatin' burnt suppers the whole first year
and askin for seconds to keep her from tearin' up
yeah man thats the good stuff

He grabbed a carton a milk and he poured a glass
I smiled and said "i'll have some of that"
we sat there and talked as the hours passed like old friends
I saw a black and white picture and it caught my stare
it was a pretty girl, with bouffant hair
he said "thats my bonnie taken bout a year after we met"
He said 'I spent five years in the bottle
when the cancer took her from me
but I've been sober three years now
'cuz the one thing stronger than the whiskey

Was the sight of her holdin my baby girl
the way she adored that string of pearls
I gave her the day that out youngest boy earl
married his high school love
and it's a new t-shirt sayin' I'm a grandpa
and being right there as the time got small
and holdin' her hand when the good lord called her up

yeah man thats the good stuff
it's the good stuff.



The Good Stuff - (Craig Wiseman/Jim Collins)BMG Songs, Inc./Mrs. Lumpkin's Poodle (ASCAP)/Warner-Tamerlane Publishing Corp./ Make Shift Music (BMI)
« Last Edit: February 01, 2003, 09:31:55 PM by Trauma Phillips »