"Flowers On A Stone" lyrics

Hey, buddy, I'm already putting on my boots
Just tell me where you are, and I'm on my way to you
Remember that fight you got into after Talladega last summer?
I got your back right now, just like I did back then, brother
I know that this is a different kind of fight
But stay on the line
We're gonna be alright

If you think that 3 a.m. is way too late to dial my number
All you gotta do is say the word, and I'll come running
'Cause if you think that you don't matter, man
You couldn't be more wrong
I'd rather pick up the phone
Than throw flowers on a stone

Hey, buddy, I'm already pulling out my drive
Hell, this is what friends are for
No, don't you apologize
If you're thinking what you're saying's sounding crazy
Man, it don't
Yeah, you might be going through it
But you ain't going through it alone

If you think that 3 a.m. is way too late to dial my number
All you gotta do is say the word, and I'll come running
'Cause if you think that you don't matter, man
You couldn't be more wrong
I'd rather pick up the phone
Than throw flowers on a stone

I can hear it in your voice that you're hurting
But don't you ever say to me that you're a burden
'Cause man just think, we got beers to drink
We got songs to sing, we got kids to raise
Got good ol' days left to make
And, man, I love you

If you think that 3 a.m. is way too late to dial my number
All you gotta do is say the word, and I'll come running
If you think that you don't matter, man
You couldn't be more wrong
I'd rather pick up the phone
Than throw flowers on a stone
Than throw flowers on a stone

Hey, buddy, I'm standing outside your door