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He Don’t Come Around Here Anymore

(c) Ed Gregory - thewriteguy@thewritespot.com - 615-887-4745

The night I got my GED she was messing around with that PhD
I caught ‘em both together in their BVDs
It was not the welcome home I was hoping for
I’m a drop-out bubba with a pickup truck and that educated feller he ran out of luck
Cause nobody ever taught him how duck
And he don’t come around here anymore

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Yeah he don’t’ come around here anymore
He’s whole lot smarter than I ever gave him credit for
He knows where not to be messin’
And he learned it good with just one lesson
And he don’t come around here anymore

In my driveway was his Cadillac and I never really thought about turning back
Just took another slug of Gentleman Jack
And I eased myself up to that bedroom door.
I saw them together and my face got red and when he tried to get up off the bed
I hit that sorry sucker right upside his sorry head
He didn’t look so smart there on the floor

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When I came home that Friday night I wasn’t looking for a fight
I saw them there together in the candle light
Where there’s just some things worth fighting for
He got his schoolin’ in the college …I got mine on the farm
I’m a hard-working farmer …he’s got citified charm
Never thought I’d ever do another fella so much harm
But he don’t come around here anymore.

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