Lyrics

She Don’t Mind

She don’t mind the guitars
In the closet
She don’t mind the ones
Up on the wall
She don’t mind the amplifiers
And drum kit
She don’t mind the noise
I make at all

But there’s just a few things
She don’t like

She minds it when I’m on the road
She minds it when she has to sleep alone
She minds it when I can’t get to the phone And she minds it when I can’t make it home But she don’t mind me
‘Cause she’s mine

She don’t mind the whiskey
That I drink
She’ll grab herself a glass
And let it pour
She don’t mind the empty bars
I play in
Singing these old songs
She’s heard before

But there’s still a few things
She don’t like

She minds it when I’m on the road
She minds it when she has to sleep alone
She minds it when I can’t get to the phone And she minds it when I can’t make it home But she don’t mind me
‘Cause she’s mine

Oh, lord I can’t believe
The heart you gave to her
Is the heart I need
I know she don’t like
My every piece
But I know she wouldn’t change
A thing

She minds it when I’m on the road
She minds it when my side of the bed is cold She minds it when I can’t get to the phone And I mind it when I’m out here missing home But she don’t mind me
And why I will never see
‘But she’s mine