Set me up another round, I've got a memory to drown
I'm gonna get it right even if it takes all night
She left me on my own, man I'm gonna get stoned
I don't wanna go home, I don't do alone
I only knew her for a week but let me tell you she was special
We had so much fun, I thought she was the one
And I never saw it coming, I thought our love meant something
I said all the sweetest things, hopeless romantic that's me
From short stumbles on the beach to passing out in the moonlight
Whiskey kisses so sweet, protecting her in a fist fight
I even read her poetry from Jennings to Jones
Wore all my cleanest jeans, where have all the good girls gone
Well it's a cowboy's dream to find the one he was made for
One who can cook and clean and keeps the bedroom warm
The only problem I've found is finding one who'll stick around
And can appreciate the finer things in life
From short stumbles on the beach to passing out in the moonlight
Whiskey kisses so sweet, protecting her in a fist fight
I even read her poetry from Haggard to Jones
Wore all my cleanest jeans, where have all the good girls gone
Aww come on!
I broke down a few months later, answered an ad in the paper
Now there's a cute little blonde on the seat next to me
She likes all my buddies, long drives in the country
She wags her little tail and she listens real well and she likes…
Short stumbles on the beach when I pass out in the moonlight
Her puppy kisses so sweet, protects me in a fistfight
She digs all my poetry Haggard, Jennings and Jones
Puts paw prints on my jeans, where have all the good girls gone
No need to put my Stetson on, where have all the good girls gone