Sweet Tea & Black Coffee

I was raised on sweet tea and black coffee

I had more love than an orphan could hope for

When I was ten, my mama left home

But I didn't shed a tear on that day

Cause even snakes take care of their young

And mamas aren't supposed to leave their sons

I've been through hell and back

I wouldn't change a thing

Calm seas don't make good sailors

Old scars make good songs

I was baptized in the White River

I went to church a half mile away

I gave my heart to pretty girl

I'm not sure if she knew my name

She went on to marry another

He's a better man than me

I've been through hell and back

I wouldn't change a thing

Calm seas don't make good sailors

Old scars make good songs

I was the son of a school teacher

He showed me how to be a man

I didn't walk through the flames alone

We wear the same scars on our feet

I've been through hell and back

I wouldn't change a thing

Calm seas don't make good sailors

Old scars make good songs