"Keepin' Up With The Jonesin'" lyrics

Lord, I quit the drinkin', the smokin', an' the honky-tonk life
The day that a ring and a preacher made her my wife
Yeah, an' I said "I do", but I didn't, have a clue I'd miss all the whiskey an' women
I tried to be true, but it's all I can do, keepin' up with the jonesin'

Man, this hectic, domestic lifestyle takes a while to adjust
Aw, she don't seem to remember, that old rowdy rambler I was
'Cause she calls up her friends an' she tells them how good I been doin'
But the truth is that I'm goin' out of my mind, keepin' up with the jonesin'

An' I miss gettin' high an' stayin' out all night, with all my old friends
An' I miss the liquor, the bartenders, the fights, the girls, an' the bands
It wouldn't be so damn hard if I didn't know what I'm missin'
She don't understand, I'm doin' all that I can, keepin' up with the jonesin'

Yeah, tell me what you know about it, Possum
Lord, it gets so hard, when I know what I'm missin'
Sometimes I give in, start over again, keepin' up with the Jonesin'
Son, I understand, it's a helluva man
Keepin' up with the Jonesin'

Aw, man. Thank you, Mr. Jones. I sure 'nough appreciate the ride
Hey is this, this a new tractor?
That a satellite radio, air-conditioning, heater?
Oh, a cooler