[Verse 1] Mock my mannerisms, mark my words Youve got something good, Ima find it babe, dont you hide it Watch my country actions, but mind the turn Write it on the back of your hand to remember [Chorus] Ill be back again Ill keep track of them Traveling along this way theres paths that shake off the mundane [Verse 2] Mock my manners baby, but keep your roads on the road Behind us for the pieces, in front of us so well know Count my patterns please babe, make sure theyre accurate So then youll trust me when I say [Chorus 2] Ill be back again someday Ill keep track of them, the days Theres a long road Im the one cold voyager keeping the pace [Verse 3] Watch my manners lately, aint they lazy and skewed You dont need to listen, youll get your bad end Take this proposition, place it on a fence Just driving on a washboard road, dont get shaken off the wagon [Chorus]
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