Last night, I felt like a two-dollar pistol
This morning, I feel like I got shot
Hair of the dog says wet my whistle
But I don´t know if that´s a good idea or not

I could get up on a little wild hair, white lightnin´
Do a little two-lane John-Deere ridin´
Lead me to a neon sign and the race is on
I been known to play possum on a barstool sittin´
Jukebox gold and the whole room spinnin´
Livin´ in the middle of a country and western song
I can´t keep tryin´ to keep up with Jones
I can´t keep tryin´ to keep up with Jones

Last night, I knew what not to do
I just don´t know half of what I did
I thought I´d try to fill them shoes
Turns out them boots are too damn big, yeah

I could get up on a little wild hair, white lightnin´

Do a little two-lane John-Deere ridin´
Lead me to a neon sign and the race is on
I been known to play possum on a barstool sittin´
Jukebox gold and the whole room spinnin´
Livin´ in the middle of a country and western song
I can´t keep tryin´ to keep up with Jones
I can´t keep tryin´ to keep up with Jones

I can´t keep up
I can´t keep up

Yeah, today I´m movin´ real slow
So tonight, I´ll be a no-show
Then again, I just might go

And get up on a little wild hair, white lightnin´
Do a little two-lane John-Deere ridin´

Lead me to a neon sign and the race is on
I been known to play possum on a barstool sittin´
Jukebox gold and the whole room spinnin´
Livin´ in the middle of a country and western song
I can´t keep tryin´ to keep up with Jones
I can´t keep tryin´ to keep up with Jones
I can´t keep tryin´ to keep up with Jones
I can´t keep tryin´ to keep up with Jones
Jones, Jones

(Last night, I felt like a two-dollar pistol)
(This morning, I feel like I got shot)