[Verse 1]

This ain’t the first this ditch has had my boots in it

The first was crawling out of my Ford, over the limit

Should’ve been in the paper

Should’ve hung a reef, right there on a white cross

Made out of red oak tree

And that trooper said

“I don’t know how you walked away”

“Boy you’re lucky”

“This sure could have gone another way”

[Chorus]

All the life I would’ve missed out on

Kids screaming daddies back home

Growing old with their mom

I don’t miss my wild and crazy

Out here picking white flowers for my baby

Instead of pushin’ up daises

[Verse 2]

Made a promise to God way back when

I’d never wind up in this hill

Or sink a ditch again

I sure hate to break it, but hеre’s the thing

Seems like it might bе his fault

These grow every spring

[Chorus]

All the life I would’ve missed out on

Kids screaming daddies back home

Growing old with their mom

I don’t miss my wild and crazy

Out here picking white flowers for my baby

Instead of pushin’ up daises

[Chorus]

All the life I would’ve missed out on

Kids screaming daddies back home

Growing old with their mom

I don’t miss my wild and crazy

Out here picking white flowers for my baby

Instead of pushin’ up daises

[Outro]

Instead of pushin’ up daises

Instead of pushin’ up daises