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One Heartache Away
The dishwasher died on Thanksgiving. The roof sprang a leak in the storm. The shower drain backed up this morning. The hot water’s not even warm. But don’t think I’m always complaining. Hell, I wish something else would go wrong. The way that my life has been going, I’m one heartache away from a hit country song. My truck dropped a muffler last Thursday. My son got suspended from school. My boss thinks he hired a robot. My wife thinks she married a fool. I drink more than anyone ought to, And I always bring trouble along. At least I take comfort in knowing I’m one heartache away from a hit country song. For a hit country song I’d put cowboy boots on Just to waltz across Texas and crash Right into a wall in a back alley brawl Where Kid Rock has been talking some trash. My wallet’s so empty, it echoes. My credit card’s loaded with debt. I busted my thumb with a hammer And just smoked my last cigarette. It hurts, and I find myself asking, “Why does heartache take so long?” Hope they’re patiently waiting in Nashville, I’m one heartache away from a hit country song.
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