As I sit here watchin' the sun come up
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Through the back window of my pickup truck
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I recall how it used to be
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Cruisin' the town all night long
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With a couple of beers and a radio song
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My best friend and me
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Just my best friend and me
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CHORUS:
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My best friend to me was more like a brother
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I'd run around with him more than any other
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Where you saw one you saw the other
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Just a sittin' around or runnin' for cover
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That's the way that it used to be
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With my best friend and me
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Well there never was much goin' on
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But it beats the hell out of staying home
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Mama said you're headin' for trouble boy you wait and see
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We would go in spite of hell or high water
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Never had a worry, never had a dollar
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My best friend and me
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Oh, Just my best friend and me.
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My Best Friend and Me
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Clay Davidson |