| Stay close to home, my lovely daring boy |
| You got the world at your feet |
| You ain’t heard much yet but my raspy little voice |
| Telling you, come on, come clean |
| Just one more drink, you’ll say |
| Before you’re back on that wagon for sure |
| One day I’ll be the one to see you behind those bars |
| Then you’ll say I should have loved that girl more |
| The road seems too wild for mixing your blues |
| You’re going to bed far too late |
| You’re way too sweet to leave me for so long |
| But it’ll make sense while I wait |
| Just one more sip you’ll say |
| Before you’re gone, gone out that door |
| One day I’ll be the one to see you behind those bars |
| Then you’ll say I should have loved that girl more |
| Just one more drink, you’ll say |
| Before you’re back on the wagon for sure |
| But one day I’ll be the one to see you behind those bars |
| And you’ll say I should have loved that girl more |