Thanks for Listening
To all my sad songs
Thanks for loving me
When I sing the words wrong
Makes the bad times
Not seem so long
Thanks for listening
Coulda bit down
On a dry fire
Cause God made me
With some crossed wires
Would've been singing in an angel choir
Thanks for listening
Who'd have known I'd stick around this long
By listening to the words in all my songs
If this were my final curtain call
I'd have no regrets at all
We were drinking in graveyards
Sneaking off kissing in our friends' cars
Playing our guitars outside the bars
Thanks for listening
You might of seen me on your tv
They even let me on the grand ol opry
If you'd have told me
I'd've never believed
Thanks for listening
Who'd have known I'd stick around this long
By listening to the words in all my songs
If this were my final curtain call
I'd have no regrets at all
(So most of all)
Thanks for Listening
To all my sad songs
Thanks for loving me
When I sing the words wrong
Makes the bad times
Not seem so long
Thanks for listening
