Bourbon in a styrofoam cup
Driving up home
In daddy's pick up
Now the holler is not too far
Following the yards
Full of rusting cars
The dollar store'll do alright
White cloth flowers
Don't fade in daylight
Honey I'm a lucky man
I've had about as much love
As a body can stand
If I had to do it all again
I'm not sure I would
Hell I'm not sure I could
When all's said and done
The little church on the hill
Don't get much sun
Ain't nobody else to pay
Family does our own
On digging day
And everybody come when it's time to go
Time to dig that hole
In the snow
Cold hands pass the mason round when it's Time to put the shovel down
And warm the grief and make it hot
Remembering just what all we got
Remembering Jesus Mary wept
For all the good that someone kept
Sky so blue still smells of smoke
Crabapple jelly
And childhood hope
Plastic on the tablecloth
Biscuits off the roll and
Pa's hands are going soft
Honey you know just where we'll be
When you're all done
You'll be here beside me
Honey I'm a lucky man
Had about much love
As a body can stand
If I had to do it all again
I'm not sure I would
Hell I'm not sure I could
The Great American Side Hustle - Wolf Laurel Lyrics
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Bourbon in a styrofoam cup
Driving up home
In daddy's pick up
Now the holler is not too far
Following the yards
Full of rusting cars
The dollar store'll do alright
White cloth flowers
Don't fade in daylight
Honey I'm a lucky man
I've had about as much love
As a body can stand
If I had to do it all again
I'm not sure I would
Hell I'm not sure I could
When all's said and done
The little church on the hill
Don't get much sun
Ain't nobody else to pay
Family does our own
On digging day
And everybody come when it's time to go
Time to dig that hole
In the snow
Cold hands pass the mason round when it's Time to put the shovel down
And warm the grief and make it hot
Remembering just what all we got
Remembering Jesus Mary wept
For all the good that someone kept
Sky so blue still smells of smoke
Crabapple jelly
And childhood hope
Plastic on the tablecloth
Biscuits off the roll and
Pa's hands are going soft
Honey you know just where we'll be
When you're all done
You'll be here beside me
Honey I'm a lucky man
Had about much love
As a body can stand
If I had to do it all again
I'm not sure I would
Hell I'm not sure I could
Driving up home
In daddy's pick up
Now the holler is not too far
Following the yards
Full of rusting cars
The dollar store'll do alright
White cloth flowers
Don't fade in daylight
Honey I'm a lucky man
I've had about as much love
As a body can stand
If I had to do it all again
I'm not sure I would
Hell I'm not sure I could
When all's said and done
The little church on the hill
Don't get much sun
Ain't nobody else to pay
Family does our own
On digging day
And everybody come when it's time to go
Time to dig that hole
In the snow
Cold hands pass the mason round when it's Time to put the shovel down
And warm the grief and make it hot
Remembering just what all we got
Remembering Jesus Mary wept
For all the good that someone kept
Sky so blue still smells of smoke
Crabapple jelly
And childhood hope
Plastic on the tablecloth
Biscuits off the roll and
Pa's hands are going soft
Honey you know just where we'll be
When you're all done
You'll be here beside me
Honey I'm a lucky man
Had about much love
As a body can stand
If I had to do it all again
I'm not sure I would
Hell I'm not sure I could
Writer: Caitlin Dalzell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: The Great American Side Hustle
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Caitlin Dalzell