The Good Stuff

Lyricist: Jim Collins & Craig Wiseman    Composer: Jim Collins & Craig Wiseman

Well me and my lady had our first big fight
So Idrove around till I saw the neon light
At a corner bar just seemed right so I pulled up
Not a soul around but the old bar keep
Down at the end and looking half asleep
But he walked up and said what'l it be
I said the good stuff
He didnt reach around for the whiskey
He didnt pour me a beer
His blue eyes kinda went misty
He said you cant find that here

It's the first long kiss on the second date
And mama's all worried when you get home late
And dropin' the ring in the spagetti plate
Cuz your hands are shakin' so much
And its the way that she looks with her eye's and her hair
Eatin' burnt suppers the whole first year
And askin for seconds to keep her from tearin' up
Yeah man thats the good stuff

He grabbed a carton a milk and he poured a glass
I smiled and said ill have some a that
We sat there and talked as an hour passed like old friend
Saw a black and white picture and it caught my stare
It was a pretty girl blue fond hair
He said thats my bonnie taken bout a year after we wed
He said I spent five years in the bottle
When the cancer took her from me
I've been sober three years now
And the one thing stronger than the whiskey

Was the sight of her holdin my baby girl
The way she adored that string a pearls
I gave her the day that out youngest boy earl
Married his high school love
And it's a new t-shirt sayin' I'm a grandpa
And being right there as the time got small
And holdin' her hand when the good lord called her up
Yeah man thats the good stuff

He said when you get home she'll start to cry
When she says I'm sorry, say so am I
And look into those eyes so deep in love
And drink it up
That's the good stuff
That's the good stuff