She was standing at the front door
When I came home last night
A good book in her left hand
And a-rolling pin in the right
She said you've come home for the last time
With whiskey on your breath
If you don't listen to my preaching, boy
I'm going to have to beat you half to death

Give me just a one more last chance
Before you say, "We're through"
I know I drive you crazy, baby
It's the best that I can do
We're just some good ol' boys, a-making noise
I ain't a-running 'round on you
Give me just a one more last chance
Before you say, "We're through"

First she hid my glasses
Because she knows that I can't see
She said you ain't going nowhere, boy
'Til you spend a little time with me
Then the boys called from the honky tonk
Said there's a party going on down here
Well, she might've took my car keys
But she forgot about my old John Deere

Give me just a one more last chance
Before you say, "We're through"
I know I drive you crazy, baby
It's the best that I can do
We're just some good ol' boys, a-making noise
I ain't a-running 'round on you
Give me just a one more last chance
Before you say, "We're through"

Give me just a one more last chance
Before you say, "We're through"
I know I drive you crazy, baby
It's the best that I can do
We're just some good ol' boys, a-making noise
I ain't a-running 'round on you
Give me just a one more last chance
Before you say, "We're through"

Give me just a one more last chance
Before you say, "We're through"