There's nothing like a big old lie
A good record and a smoke to pass time by
Music gets me in the mood
It all kicks in and I sit back
And think about you

Sweetness to me
That's all you'll ever be
You mean stuff to me

I like the way you're wearing your smile
And you close your eyes
And you leave us for a while
But leaving's all I ever do
I got a good pair of boots
And my guitar plays sweet tunes

Sweetness to me
That's all you'll ever be
You mean stuff to me

Sing me a song before I go
The tour's on the road and I won't be home
For three months or maybe more
Rent my room out when I'm gone
I'll call and let you know when I'll be home
And where I'm flying in from