That Scares Me
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Once I had a fortune ridin' on the shoe
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Of a field goal kicker from LSU
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I never broke a sweat
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Hell, it was just a bet
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Now, I've climbed mountains
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And jumped from planes
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Even played chicken
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With a couple trains
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Lord, I've been a fool, still I kept my cool
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I don't mind admittin' this heart a mine
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Starts to pound thinkin' bout
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The day my son starts askin' me
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All about my history
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The things I don't want him to know
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The sex, the drugs, and rock-n-roll
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Or the first time I watch my daughter
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Climb in some boy's car as I holler
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"Honey, don't be late"
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I swallow hard while they drive away
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How sad my life without my wife would be
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Now that scares me
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This mornin' while I combed my hair
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I found a few stray grays in there
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And I laughed out loud
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I guess I ain't that proud
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Some people are afraid to die
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But me and Jesus get along all right
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I'll be okay cause my judgement day
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Will be the day
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My son starts askin' me
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All about my history
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The things I don't want him to know
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The sex, the drugs, and rock-n-roll
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Or the night I walked my daughter
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Down the aisle in a stiff white collar
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Just to hear them say
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"Who gives this girl away?"
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And leave her standin' while I find my seat
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Now that scares me
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The things I don't want them to know
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The sex, the drugs, and rock-n-roll
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And the day they call another house their home
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I'm hopin' they find everything that they need
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How sad my life without my wife would be
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Now that scares me
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Oh, that scares me
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That Scares Me
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Van Zant |