[Verse 1]
This ain’t the first this ditch has had my boots in it
The first was crawling out of my Ford, over the limit
Should’ve been in the paper
Should’ve hung a reef, right there on a white cross
Made out of red oak tree
And that trooper said
“I don’t know how you walked away”
“Boy you’re lucky”
“This sure could have gone another way”

[Chorus]
All the life I would’ve missed out on
Kids screaming daddies back home
Growing old with their mom
I don’t miss my wild and crazy
Out here picking white flowers for my baby
Instead of pushin’ up daises

[Verse 2]
Made a promise to God way back when
I’d never wind up in this hill
Or sink a ditch again
I sure hate to break it, but hеre’s the thing
Seems like it might bе his fault
These grow every spring
[Chorus]
All the life I would’ve missed out on
Kids screaming daddies back home
Growing old with their mom
I don’t miss my wild and crazy
Out here picking white flowers for my baby
Instead of pushin’ up daises

[Chorus]
All the life I would’ve missed out on
Kids screaming daddies back home
Growing old with their mom
I don’t miss my wild and crazy
Out here picking white flowers for my baby
Instead of pushin’ up daises

[Outro]
Instead of pushin’ up daises
Instead of pushin’ up daises