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(Jamie OâHara) She took my cowboy boots and my fishinâ gear My George Jones CDs and my case of beer She left a little note up on the table sayinâ we were through Hey Mister you tell me whatâs a good olâ boy to do I had a Cherry Red Pickup â75 Last time I saw it it was headinâ out the drive Her hair was blowinâ in the wind I think that she was laughinâ too Hey Mister you tell me whatâs a good olâ boy to do Times are-a-changinâ things are rearranginâ Lordy itâs a hell of a mess Whoâs in control, well I donât know It ainât me I guess I had a dog named Jack she took him too That was the coldest thing she could ever do She left behind the cat You know the one that Iâm allergic to Hey Mister you tell me whatâs a good olâ boy to do Yeah times are-a-changinâ things are rearranginâ Lordy itâs a hell of a mess Whoâs in control, well I donât know It ainât me I guess She took my cowboy boots and my fishinâ gear My George Jones CDs and my case of beer She left a little note up on the table sayinâ we were through Hey Mister you tell me whatâs a good olâ boy to do Hey Mister you tell me whatâs a good olâ boy to do Hey Mister you tell me whatâs a good olâ boy to do |