Bossier City Backyard Blues - Johnny Rodriguez

I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

Been rolling cigarettes with holes in both of my shoes

Trying to write a song that fits just me and you

I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

This is just the song to try and check my wit

If I tried to write our storybook the name just wouldn’t fit

That songs just tailor made for me and you

I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

Rolling cigarettes with holes in both of my shoes

Trying to write a song that fits just me and you

I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

I could write a song about my buddy Tom

But he’d probably write a song about a line that I used wrong

He’s diction and his grammar are the best

And the world will never let a genius rest

I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues, Lord

Rolling cigarettes with holes in both of my shoes

Trying to write a song that fits just me and you

I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

Sittin' in this backyard I can see it now

All the country music fans are going to think I changed my style

So I’ll just head jerk my mind on back to you

And try these aching Bossier City backyard blues

I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues

Rolling cigarettes with holes in both of my shoes

Trying to write a song that fits just me and you

I got these aching Bossier City backyard blues