Eric Church - The joint

^AThe only joint my mother burned was on the rural route ^AShe parked in old man Taylor's woods so she wouldn't be found out ^ATurned off her dome light and snuck off by herself ^ACrouched down beneath that window, fired it up, and gave it hell

^AThat hangout my daddy used to^D hang a^Around We ^Awatched it all go up in smoke un^Etil it all came down ^AJust like that the tabs and stools and^D tables got ^Aturned ^ATo the only joint my ^Emomma ever,^A burned, burned

^AJust like someone flipped a switch, dad started coming home ^ANo more eating late cause supper's with that tavern gone ^AI had my suspicions, til the night when we said grace ^ADad said, "Forgive us, our transgressions as I lit up momma's face."

Like that ^Ahangout my daddy used to^D hang a^Around We ^Awatched it all go up in smoke un^Etil it all came down ^AJust like that the tabs and stools and ^Dtables got ^Aturned To the ^Aonly joint my ^Emomma ever ^Aburned, (burned x7)

Of ^Dall the small town bonfires and ^Abloodhounds in this town I'm the ^Donly one who ever found out a^Ebout

That ^Ahangout my daddy used to^D hang a^Around We ^Awatched it all go up in smoke un^Etil it all came down ^AJust like that the tabs and stools and ^Dtables got ^Aturned ^ATo the only joint my ^Emomma ever ^Aburned