Lyrics

I met Willie by the still, he was brewin' a batch He had a short cigar and one last match He was tellin' me 'bout his latest troubles with the government He had child support and alimony He was looking depressed and kinda lonely Just tryin' to figure out where all his hard-earned money went "Well, I'll be go to Hell", he said "I got nothing but a Ford and a barn full of hay If it weren't for horses and divorces I'd be a lot better off today" Well, I said, "Willie, that sounds like a song" He said, "Son, you know you may not be all wrong Could you give me a little piece of the pie if you make it a hit? I got a '51 Ford I'd like to fix up, I got two sick ponies and one sick pup And my third wife's coming today to take my TV set" "Well I'll be go to Hell", he said If it weren't for horses and divorces I'd be a lot better off today" Well, God bless poor old Willie McCann You know he's always been a good hard working man He bought me a beer last night down at the 'Lost and Found' He said, "Horses and women are fine sure 'nuff But if you don't treat 'em right things are gonna get rough Believe me, I've got these four year marriages down" "Well I'll be go to Hell," he said "I got nothing but a Ford and a barn full of hay If it weren't for horses and divorces I'd have a lot more money and less gray hair I might even be a millionaire If it weren't for horses and divorces I'd be a lot better off today"
Writer(s): Slaid Cleaves Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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