Lyrics

I'm tarred of it to Barb
I'm this close to bein done with you
Well you drank too much, Barb
And I don't know what else to do

I'm tired of it too barb
I'm tired of it too

Well you know I love you so
But I might have to let you go
I'm at my wits end these days
And you don't even know
Well I'd hate to leave the farm
Hell, my hands built that big red barn
But if you keep tryin to drive off
I'm gonna sell that damned ole car

Now everywhere you go, Barb
And everything you do
Just bet it on the farm, Barb
And it will get you through
And everything you say, Barb
We'll know that it is true
Cause you ain't got to lie, Barb
Cause you just ain't got to

Ain't nothin I can do Barb
I'm sick o fightin you Barb
I wish it wasn't true Barb
I don't know what to do Barb