Bobby left me and he left me a note
I found a letter on the front porch, said he's not coming home
I came to Tallahassee for this son of a bitch
Now I'm ripping up the letter and I'm tracing his phone

I'm jump in my Suburban 5 o'clock on the dash
I'm driving east into the sunrise and I'm missing his ass
Tears pouring down my face I'm going ninety on twenty-seven
I barely turned twenty-seven I remember we were dancing

You said I'd never lose another day of my life
Wеll what about tomorrow, and the next twenty-fivе?
I said you'd always have a special place in my heart
So I ripped it out my chest, and I tore it apart
I pull up to a Publix and I see my old man
He's got somebody else's ass-cheek holding up his right hand
I circle round the lot and screaming nothing golden can stay
'Cause now I'm chasing after Bobby and he's getting away

I'd leave him for you if you want me to
I'd leave him for you if you want me to
I'd leave him for you if you want me to
I'd leave him for you if you want me to