Even if I let this settle, it'll lead to a little fight
Even when I get to meddlin' I need to remain polite
I could cut across this field but it hits pretty close to home
Maybe if I jiggle it a little it'll open up on its own
Oh well, what a let down
Oh well, what a let down
Never has a stranger had a better taste of another town
Just time for a cowboy breakfast, that's a leak and a look around
Looks like the land of plenty, there will be plenty there to do
That might've been funny at 20, but I just turned 32
Oh well, what a let down
Oh well, what a let down
Oh well, what a let down
Oh well, what a let down
Let down your guard
Moving forward
Finally four words
What a let down
What a let down
Even if I let this settle, it'll lead to a little fight
Even when I get to meddlin' I need to remember to remain polite
I could cut across this field but it hits pretty close to home
Maybe if I jiggle it a little it'll open up on its own
Oh well, what a let down
Oh well, what a let down
Oh well, what a let down
Oh well, what a let down
What a let down
Oh well, what a let down
Oh well, what a let down
What a let down
Writer(s): Ed Robertson
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