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(Brett Beavers, Jim Beavers, Troy Von Haefen)
Well, I changed my ways to please that woman
But I could never be good enough
Yeah, I gave up drinking, took up churching
And for a while it wasn tough
But barkeep, wee made our decision
After doing the best we could
Yeah, for better or worse
Wee gonna be bad for good
So bring on the whiskey
Turn up the jukebox loud
These boots were made for talking
Warn every woman around
Wee gonna wind it up tonight
A little tighter than we should
Yeah, for better or worse
Wee gonna be bad for good
(Tell m T-roy)
I really like my reputation
And how I known all over town
Of being the first in our generation
To close every single honky-tonk down
I gonna be a tough act to follow
After doing what I said I would
Yeah, for better or worse
Wee gonna be bad for good
So bring on the whiskey
Turn up the jukebox loud
These boots were made for talking
Warn every woman around
Wee gonna wind it up tonight
A little tighter than we should
Yeah, for better or worse
Wee gonna be bad for good
(Aw, yll be bad for us one time now)
Wee gonna wind it up tonight
A little tighter than we should
Yeah, for better or worse
Wee gonna be bad for good
Yeah, for better or worse
Wee gonna be bad for good