Lyrics
Intro
Verse 1 Drunk boy, Friday, ten feet tall Swingin' words he can't back up I slid his glass down half a foot Told him gentle: that's enough He didn't take the exit Lord, they never take the exit His buddies carried out what's left Of his big Friday legend
Chorus You got one warnin' — most get none So count your blessings, son Spend it any way you like But you don't get another one [Spoken, dry] You got one warning. Most people don't get that much.
Verse 2 She kept two phones and one excuse He told her plain, "I ain't blind You got tonight to come clean" She fed him one more line Come Sunday, closets empty Ring left in a coffee cup Both phones ringin' down the hallway Nobody left to lie to
Chorus You got one warnin' — most get none So count your blessings, son Spend it any way you like But you don't get another one [Spoken, dry] Most people don't get that much.
Verse 3 Jobsite rooster, shiny hard hat Not one callus on them hands Rode the new kid like a rented mule Foreman told him once: "That's plenty" He kept ridin', laughin' big Monday came, the gate stayed locked Now he tells the unemployment line How the whole world done him wrong
Bridge I was twenty-two and mouthy Poked a man twice my size He gave me one slow warnin' I can still feel where I got wise Best thing a stranger ever gave me Was the chance I didn't take You got one warnin' — most get none So count your blessings, son Spend it any way you like But you don't get another one
Outro One — that's all you get One — that's all you get [Spoken] Most people don't get that much.
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