She Left Me for My Best Friend (And I Don't Blame Her)

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Wheelan

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outlaw country, honky-tonk, traditional country

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[Intro]
(melodic, with pedal steel)

[Verse 1]
She packed her bags on a Tuesday morn
Said twenty years with me had left her worn
I was passed out drunk on the kitchen floor
When she walked out that double-wide door

[Verse 2]
Found out last night she's with my buddy Dale
He's got a job and he ain't been to jail
He treats her right and he don't drink too much
I can't be mad, I fucked it all up

[Chorus]
She left me for my best friend
And I don't blame her one damn bit
I was a sorry son of a bitch back then
Hell, I'm still that piece of shit
He's got his life together, I'm still a mess
She deserves better, I confess
She left me for my best friend
And I don't blame her in the end

[Verse 3]
I see 'em out at the Walmart lot
Holdin' hands in the parkin' spot
Where we used to make out in my truck
Before I pissed away all our luck

[Verse 4]
Dale stopped by with a twelve-pack of beer
Said "No hard feelings," bought me a round here
I said "Brother, you treat her good
'Cause I sure as hell never could"

[Bridge]
(spoken, reflective)
Some men learn from their mistakes
But I just make 'em over again
At least she's happy, for heaven's sake
Even if I'm drinkin' with the pain

[Instrumental Break]
(honky-tonk piano and steel guitar)

[Verse 5]
So raise your glass to the ones who got away
To the good women we couldn't make stay
Here's to Dale, that lucky bastard now
He got my girl and my respect somehow

[Outro]
(soft, bittersweet)
Yeah, she left me for my best friend
And honestly, I'd do the same

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[Intro] (melodic, with pedal steel) [Verse 1] She packed her bags on a Tuesday morn Said twenty years with me had left her worn I was passed out drunk on the kitchen floor When she walked out that double-wide door [Verse 2] Found out last night she's with my buddy Dale He's got a job and he ain't been to jail He treats her right and he don't drink too much I can't be mad, I fucked it all up [Chorus] She left me for my best friend And I don't blame her one damn bit I was a sorry son of a bitch back then Hell, I'm still that piece of shit He's got his life together, I'm still a mess She deserves better, I confess She left me for my best friend And I don't blame her in the end [Verse 3] I see 'em out at the Walmart lot Holdin' hands in the parkin' spot Where we used to make out in my truck Before I pissed away all our luck [Verse 4] Dale stopped by with a twelve-pack of beer Said "No hard feelings," bought me a round here I said "Brother, you treat her good 'Cause I sure as hell never could" [Chorus] She left me for my best friend And I don't blame her one damn bit I was a sorry son of a bitch back then Hell, I'm still that piece of shit He's got his life together, I'm still a mess She deserves better, I confess She left me for my best friend And I don't blame her in the end [Bridge] (spoken, reflective) Some men learn from their mistakes But I just make 'em over again At least she's happy, for heaven's sake Even if I'm drinkin' with the pain [Instrumental Break] (honky-tonk piano and steel guitar) [Verse 5] So raise your glass to the ones who got away To the good women we couldn't make stay Here's to Dale, that lucky bastard now He got my girl and my respect somehow [Chorus] She left me for my best friend And I don't blame her one damn bit I was a sorry son of a bitch back then Hell, I'm still that piece of shit He's got his life together, I'm still a mess She deserves better, I confess She left me for my best friend And I don't blame her in the end [Outro] (soft, bittersweet) Yeah, she left me for my best friend And honestly, I'd do the same

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