The Good Stuff

Well, me and my lady had our first big fight

So I drove around till I saw the neon lights

Of a corner bar, and it just seemed right

So I pulled up

Not a soul around but the old bar keep

Down at the end and looking half asleep

But he walked up, and said, "What'll it be?"

I said, "The good stuff"

He didn't reach around for the whiskey

He didn't pour me a beer

His blue eyes kind of went misty

He said, "You can't find that here"

"'Cause it's the first long kiss on a second date

Momma's all worried when you get home late

And dropping the ring in the spaghetti plate

'Cause your hands are shaking so much

And it's the way that she looks with the rice in her hair

Eating burnt suppers the whole first year

And asking for seconds to keep her from tearing up

Yeah, man, that's the good stuff"

He grabbed a carton of milk and he poured a glass

And I smiled and said, "I'll have some of that"

We sat there and talked as an hour passed

Like old friends

I saw a black and white picture and it caught my stare

It was a pretty girl with bouffant hair

He said, "That's my Bonnie

Taken about a year after we were wed"

He said, "I spent five years in the bottle

When the cancer took her from me

But I've been sober three years now

'Cause the one thing stronger than the whiskey

Was the sight of her holding my baby girl

The way she adored that string of pearls

I gave her the day that our youngest boy, Earl

Married his high school love

And it's a new t-shirt saying, 'I'm a Grandpa'

Being right there as our time got small

And holding her hand when the Good Lord called her up

Yeah, man, that's the good stuff"

He said, "When you get home, she'll start to cry

When she says, 'I'm sorry,' say, 'So am I

And look into those eyes, so deep in love

And drink it up

'Cause that's the good stuff

That's the good stuff"