Lyrics to Half Full Cup
Jimmy's in the backseat chillin' in his game cleats
Smokin' on a cigarette
Clingin' to a pipe dream, slippin' at the glove seams
Hope he don't have regrets
And Janie's playin' DJ, thinkin' 'bout a freeway over that rainbow
Hell, me, I was layin' on the hood of that Chevy already just waitin' to go
Just a bunch of damn burned-out, small-town dreamers
Ain't the grass always just a little bit greener?
So smoke 'em if you got 'em, we're all at the bottom down here just lookin' up
To God be the glory for our little back 40, sippin' out of that half-full cup, yeah
Party at the same bar
Same truck, same car, same heart tat on her sleeve
Runnin' up tabs, talkin' how sad it's gonna be someday when we leave
Yeah, and over by the jukebox, love's on the rocks
Jane's fightin' with her boyfriend Jay
Oh, everybody's laughin' 'cause every time it happens, he's crashin' over at my place
Just a bunch of damn burned-out, small-town dreamers
Ain't the grass always just a little bit greener?
So smoke 'em if you got 'em, we're all at the bottom down here just lookin' up
To God be the glory for our little back 40, sippin' out of that half-full cup
Half-full cup, cheap whiskey, workin' overtime
Half-full pocket, but it's honest and it's mine
Yeah, we know it ain't a lot but we don't complain, we just keep on gettin' by
Smokestacks burnin' coal, old trucks leakin' oil
Workweek money goes fast
With friends like these and a place like this
You gotta know this too shall pass
Just a bunch of damn burned-out, small-town dreamers
Well, ain't the grass always just a little bit greener?
So smoke 'em if you got 'em, we're all at the bottom down here just lookin' up
To God be the glory for our little back 40, sippin' out of that half-full cup, yeah
Smokin' on a cigarette
Clingin' to a pipe dream, slippin' at the glove seams
Hope he don't have regrets
And Janie's playin' DJ, thinkin' 'bout a freeway over that rainbow
Hell, me, I was layin' on the hood of that Chevy already just waitin' to go
Just a bunch of damn burned-out, small-town dreamers
Ain't the grass always just a little bit greener?
So smoke 'em if you got 'em, we're all at the bottom down here just lookin' up
To God be the glory for our little back 40, sippin' out of that half-full cup, yeah
Party at the same bar
Same truck, same car, same heart tat on her sleeve
Runnin' up tabs, talkin' how sad it's gonna be someday when we leave
Yeah, and over by the jukebox, love's on the rocks
Jane's fightin' with her boyfriend Jay
Oh, everybody's laughin' 'cause every time it happens, he's crashin' over at my place
Just a bunch of damn burned-out, small-town dreamers
Ain't the grass always just a little bit greener?
So smoke 'em if you got 'em, we're all at the bottom down here just lookin' up
To God be the glory for our little back 40, sippin' out of that half-full cup
Half-full cup, cheap whiskey, workin' overtime
Half-full pocket, but it's honest and it's mine
Yeah, we know it ain't a lot but we don't complain, we just keep on gettin' by
Smokestacks burnin' coal, old trucks leakin' oil
Workweek money goes fast
With friends like these and a place like this
You gotta know this too shall pass
Just a bunch of damn burned-out, small-town dreamers
Well, ain't the grass always just a little bit greener?
So smoke 'em if you got 'em, we're all at the bottom down here just lookin' up
To God be the glory for our little back 40, sippin' out of that half-full cup, yeah
