Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drive-By Truckers
Musician
Patterson Hood
Musician
Brad Morgan
Musician
Earl Hicks
Musician
Mike Cooley
Vocals
Jason Isbell
Performer
Clay Leverett
Background Vocals
David Barbe
Upright Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patterson Hood
Composer
Brad Morgan
Composer
Mike Cooley
Composer
Earl Hicks
Composer
Jason Isbell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Well, my daddy didn't pull out, but he never apologized
Rock and roll means well but it can't help tellin' young boys lies
A baby on the way's a good enough reason to get you out alive
Get you out without havin' to swallow any pride
[Verse 2]
All my friends are restless, all they do is talk it down
Two or eight lanes, it don't matter, it's just another town
There's a fool on every corner, on every street, in every one
And I'd rather be your fool nowhere
Than go somewhere and be no one's
[Verse 3]
So marry me, sweet thing, won't you marry me?
Your mama thinks I beat anything she's ever seen
But this old town's alright with me, there's nowhere I'd rather be
Long as they stay mad at one another, well, they can't get mad at me
[Verse 4]
Every time I leave here, somethin' bad happens to me
Like a busted hand or findin' some man layin' where I sleep
She don't mean nothin' to me, that's just how it goes around here
It's a cartoon town, I played my part, and I ain't spoke her name in years
[Verse 5]
So marry me, sweet thing, won't you marry me?
Your mama thinks I beat anything she's ever seen
Well, this old town's alright with me, there's nowhere I'd rather be
Long as they stay mad at one another, well, they can't get mad at me
Let's go
[Verse 6]
I don't want anything I've done to be nobody's fault
Even if they got more money and mouth than they got balls
That's just how it went down, right or wrong, it's just that way
And just 'cause I don't run my mouth don't mean I got nothin' to say
[Verse 7]
Marry me, sweet thing, won't you marry me?
Your mama thinks I beat anything she's ever seen
Well, this old town's alright with me, there's nowhere I'd rather be
Long as they stay mad at one another, well, they can't get mad at me
So marry me, sweet thing, won't you marry me?
Marry me, sweet thing, won't you marry me?
Written by: Brad Morgan, Earl Hicks, Jason Isbell, John Michael Cooley, Mike Cooley, Patterson Hood