Shot Glass

All my plans and all my schemes All my hopes and all my dreams Tell me how does all of that Fit into a shot glass? My first kiss and my first car "Amazing Grace" on my first guitar Tell me how does all of that Fit into a shot glass? It ain't that big, it seems so small But still somehow, it holds it all So here's to you and my checkered past Gon' shoot it down and not look back All her love, her daydream eyes Her first hello, her last goodbye Now tell me how does all of that Fit into a shot glass? It ain't that wide, it ain't that tall But still somehow, it holds it all So here's to you and my broken past Gon' shoot it down and not look back Daddy's gun, mama's silver cross And that part of me that just got lost Now tell me how does all of that Fit into a shot glass? Now tell me how did all of that Fit into a shot glass? Fit into a shot glass