You would have thought by all these laughter lines I'd be inclinced to stay
The missioner takes her to the balcony
The gomer drives away

No more mistakes
I couldn't fake it for their holiday
How did you stay so masculine and buoyant
Even when you hear the words that they say

Taking an elbow to the ribs and putting some punk in his place
A story you tell without an interruption puncturing the veil

One less confident line
Cut me to size and laugh as I cry
No immunity clause
Get up and walk and answer the call

Up and down the country
Spangled girls and half-assed washers
Cajun mayo caked on every spoon

Here inside my car
Pictured someone like you laughing
Smile from ear to ear each time you rise

Wait outside 'til they let you in
They decide the score
Until you take that pride they nailed against the wall
And elevate yourself to where those people seem so small

Wait outside 'til they let you in
They decide the score
Until you take that pride they nailed against the wall
And elevate yourself to where those people seem so small