Jamey Johnson – Keeping Up With The Jonesin (Guitar)

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Lord, I quit the drinkin, the smokin, and the honkytonk life

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The day that a ring and a preacher made her my wife

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And I said I do but I didn't have a clue how I'd miss all the whiskey and women

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I tried to be true, but its all I can do, keepin' up with the jonesin

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Man, this hectic, domestic lifestyle takes a while to adjust

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She don't seem to remember that ol' rowdy rambler I was

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Cause she calls up her friends and tells them how good I been doin

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But the truth is that I'm goin outta my mind, keepin up with the jonesin

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I miss gettin high and stayin out all night with all  my old friends

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I miss the liquor, the bartenders, the fights, the girls and the bands

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It wouldn't be so damn hard if I didn't know what Im missin

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She don't understand, Im doin all that I can, keepin up with the jonesin

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Lord it gets so hard when I know what I'm missing

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Sometimes I give in, start over again, keepin up with the jonesin

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Son, I understand, it takes a hell of a man, keepin up with the jonesin