[Verse 1] A 40 HP Johnson on a flat bottom metal boat Coke cans and BB guns, barbed wire and old fence posts 8point bucks in autumn and freshly cut cornfields One arm out the window and one hand on the wheel [Chorus] Some things just go better together and probably always will Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill Whats the point of this ol guitar if it aint got no strings? Or pourin your heart into a song that you aint gonna sing? Its a match made up in heaven, like good ol boys and beer And me, as long as youre right here [Verse 2] Your license in my wallet when we go out downtown Your lipsticks stained every coffee cup that I got in this house The way you say, I love you, too is like rain on an old tin roof And your hand fits right into mine like a needle in a groove [Chorus] Some things just go better together and probably always will Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill Whats the point of this ol guitar if it aint got no strings? Or pourin your heart into a song that you aint gonna sing? Its a match made up in heaven, like good ol boys and beer And me, as long as youre right here [Bridge] Sometimes were oil and water But I wouldnt have it any other way And if Im being honest Your first and my last name [Chorus] Would just sound better together and probably always will Like a cup of coffee and a sunrise, Sunday drives and time to kill Whats the point of this ol guitar if it aint got no strings? Or pourin your heart into a song that you aint gonna sing? Its a match made up in heaven, like good ol boys and beer And me, as long as youre right here And me, as long as youre right here
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