Bossier City Backyard Blues

[Chorus]
I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues
Been rolling cigarettes with holes in both of my shoes
Trying to write a song that fits just me and you
I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

[Verse 1]
This is just the song to try and check my wit
If I tried to write our storybook the name just wouldn't fit
That songs just tailor made for me and you
I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

[Chorus]
I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues
Rolling cigarettes with holes in both of my shoes
Trying to write a song that fits just me and you
I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

[Verse 2]
I could write a song about my buddy Tom
But he’d probably write a song about a line that I used wrong
He's diction and his grammar are the best
And the world will never let a genius rest

[Chorus]
I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues, Lord
Rolling cigarettes with holes in both of my shoes
Trying to write a song that fits just me and you
I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

[Verse 3]
Sittin' in this backyard I can see it now
All the country music fans are going to think I changed my style
So I’ll just head jerk my mind on back to you
And try these aching Bossier City backyard blues

[Chorus]
I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues
Rolling cigarettes with holes in both of my shoes
Trying to write a song that fits just me and you
I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues