Lyrics
Your Truck's Still In The Barn Under The Tarp
But I Don't Drive It
Still Cut That Grass Twice A Week Pull The Weeds
Tryin' To Keep It Just Like You Like It
That Station Ain't Changed On The Workshop Radio
But Days When Heaven Feels Too Far Away
That's Where I Go
I Still Laugh I Still Cry I Still Drink One And
Pour Some Out On The Ground That
You Raised Me On
I Still Read Old Texts And Sometimes
That Gets Me Talking To You Like You Ain't
Gone
I Know You'd Hate It I'm Sorry But I Ride
Your Old Harley A Little Faster Than
You'd Want Me To
But That's Just What I Do When I'm Missin' You
I Can't Turn On The Song Good Ol' Boys Like
Me And Not Feel Something
Every Time My Pick Hits These Six Strings
It's Like You're Strummin' My Mind Is
Runnin'
I Know Doing All Of That Won't Bring You Back To Us No
But The Truth Is When I Do A Part Of You Does
I Still Laugh I Still Cry I Still Drink One
And Pour Some Out On The Ground That
You Raised Me On
I Still Read Old Texts And Sometimes
That Gets Me Talking To You Like You Ain't
Gone
I Know You'd Hate It I'm Sorry
But I Ride Your Old Harley A Little Faster Than
You'd Want Me To
But That's Just What I Do When I'm Missin' You
I Know You're Up In A Better Place
But Thank God A Little Memory Goes A Long Way
I Still Laugh I Still Cry I Still Drink One
And Pour Some Out On The Ground That
You Raised Me On
I Still Read Old Texts And Sometimes
That Gets Me Talking To You Like You Ain't
Gone
I Know You'd Hate It I'm Sorry
But I Ride Your Old Harley A Little Faster Than
You'd Want Me To
But That's Just What I Do When I'm Missin' You
When I'm Missin' You
Damn I'm Missin' You
But I Don't Drive It
Still Cut That Grass Twice A Week Pull The Weeds
Tryin' To Keep It Just Like You Like It
That Station Ain't Changed On The Workshop Radio
But Days When Heaven Feels Too Far Away
That's Where I Go
I Still Laugh I Still Cry I Still Drink One And
Pour Some Out On The Ground That
You Raised Me On
I Still Read Old Texts And Sometimes
That Gets Me Talking To You Like You Ain't
Gone
I Know You'd Hate It I'm Sorry But I Ride
Your Old Harley A Little Faster Than
You'd Want Me To
But That's Just What I Do When I'm Missin' You
I Can't Turn On The Song Good Ol' Boys Like
Me And Not Feel Something
Every Time My Pick Hits These Six Strings
It's Like You're Strummin' My Mind Is
Runnin'
I Know Doing All Of That Won't Bring You Back To Us No
But The Truth Is When I Do A Part Of You Does
I Still Laugh I Still Cry I Still Drink One
And Pour Some Out On The Ground That
You Raised Me On
I Still Read Old Texts And Sometimes
That Gets Me Talking To You Like You Ain't
Gone
I Know You'd Hate It I'm Sorry
But I Ride Your Old Harley A Little Faster Than
You'd Want Me To
But That's Just What I Do When I'm Missin' You
I Know You're Up In A Better Place
But Thank God A Little Memory Goes A Long Way
I Still Laugh I Still Cry I Still Drink One
And Pour Some Out On The Ground That
You Raised Me On
I Still Read Old Texts And Sometimes
That Gets Me Talking To You Like You Ain't
Gone
I Know You'd Hate It I'm Sorry
But I Ride Your Old Harley A Little Faster Than
You'd Want Me To
But That's Just What I Do When I'm Missin' You
When I'm Missin' You
Damn I'm Missin' You