Hell Of A Way To Go (Acoustic)

Me and him was beatin' them banks

Talkin' life and death, Fords and Chevrolets

Said, "Son, we got it made"

Got a live well full, little sunshine, a little shade"

Said, "I don't wanna go today"

But when my time comes and if I had it my way"

I'd be sittin' on a lake like glass

Catchin' Large mouth Bass, just my boy and me

Or maybe on a 50-yard line

Watchin' Alabama beat the hell out of Tennessee

Or maybe on a front porch swing

Somethin' cold to drink and mama's hand to hold

And a song on the radio

Would be a hell of a way to go

I remember thinkin' that day

I couldn't picture him going any other way

Someday, when I get old

I can only hope that when the good Lord calls me home

I'm sittin' on a lake like glass

Catchin' Large mouth Bass, just my boy and me

Or maybe on a 50-yard line

Watchin' Alabama beat the hell out of Tennessee

Or maybe on a front porch swing

Somethin' cold to drink, my baby's hand to hold

And a song on the radio

Would be a hell of a way to go

That would be a hell of a way to go

No, he wasn't out fishing on the day he died

But I'll bet about the time he closed his eyes

He was sittin' on a lake like glass

Catchin' Large mouth Bass, just waitin' on me

Or maybe on a 50-yard line

Watchin' Alabama beat the shit out of Tennessee

Or maybe on a front porch swing

Somethin' cold to drink and mama's hand to hold

And a song on a radio

Would be a hell of a way to go

That would be a hell of a way to go