Lyrics

The Trouble I Give Her

I like cheese puffs
I?ve got a bowl
I like fishing
Got me a pole
And I?m sitting on the bank of this dirty old river
Thinkin? bout the trouble I give her

Catfish hit my cheese puffs
Tug on my pole
Think I might stay here
Till I empty this bowl
On the bank of this dirty old river
Thinking bout the trouble I give her

Sometimes I don?t know where my head goes
It?s like my mind has a mind all its own
The boy in me shows up when the wind blows
And suddenly I?m nine years old
But she reels this child in
Shows me how to be a man again

I can?t understand why the catfish like this stuff
Why they waste their time on my soggy cheese puffs
And why she sticks around when it?s heart ache I deliver
I guess she must be bigger than the trouble I give her

Sometimes I don?t know where my head goes
It?s like my mind has a mind all its own
The boy in me shows up when the wind blows
And suddenly I?m nine years old
But she reels this child in
Shows me how to be a man again

So you?ve got a girl and she sticks around
Even when your head and your heart have left town
Well take my advice from the bank of this dirty old river
And make it only love that you give her