Keeping Up With The Jonesin’

Lord, I quit the drinkin', the smokin' and the honky-tonk life
The day that a ring and preacher made her my wife
Yeah, I said, "I do," but I didn't have a clue
How I'd miss all the whiskey and women
I tried to be true, but it's all I can do
Keepin' up with the Jonesin'

Man, this hectic, domestic lifestyle takes a while to adjust
Oh, she don't seem to remember that old rowdy rambler I was
'Cause she calls up her friends and she tells them how good I've been doin'
But the truth is that I'm goin' out of my mind
Keepin' up with the Jonesin'

And I miss gettin' high, stayin' out all night with all my old friends
And I miss the liquor, bartenders, the fights, the gals, and the bands
It wouldn't be so damn hard if I didn't know what I'm missin'
She don't understand, I'm doin' all that I can
Keepin' up with the Jonesin'

Yeah, it gets so damn hard when I know what I'm missin'
Sometimes I give in, start over again
Keepin' up with the Jonesin'
She don't understand it takes a hell of a man
Keepin' up with the Jonesin'