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Running through the field where pops cut hay Heading down to the creek for three or four days Grab my fishing pole and my tackle bag Lady's in the front seat and the guitars in the back Never know what you have Till you take a look in the past Momma's ringin' that bell on the front porch Kids all sittin' there scratching on the screen door Mommas gonna be mad when she finds out we're not at home Headin' down the back road laughing We don't give a crap what happens Might've made enough time for each other Ain't got time for Sunday supper These dogs are barking these same old songs This ole pickup trucks just hummin' along It runs on teenage love and cheap gasoline It's seen a lot if you know what I mean Stayed out late and I don't want to leave Best bet I'll make it for those collard greens Momma's ringin' that bell on the front porch Kids all sittin' there scratching on the screen door Mommas gonna be mad when she finds out we're not at home Headin' down the back road laughing Letras de cancionesWe don't give a crap what happens Might've made enough time for each other Ain't got time for Sunday supper (Time for each other) Momma's ringin' that bell on the front porch Kids all sittin' there scratching on the screen door Mommas gonna be mad when she finds out we're not at home Headin' down the back road laughing We don't give a crap what happens Might've made enough time for each other Ain't got time for Sunday supper From Letras Mania