[Verse 1] I miss my dog and my old man’s truck Miss a time when I didn’t need luck Miss Saturday nights that didn’t end in tears And bein’ able to drink twelve beers I miss my mama’s cornbread and fried b-ass Miss that girl in high school with too much sass I miss the hunt, I miss the thrill And I miss that boy from Bakersfield [Chorus] Yeah, there’s things I miss I don’t say out loud Like singin’ to no one, lost in the crowd Like the brush of a hand in a deer blind stand Or holdin’ a callused, work-worn hand It ain’t all trucks and whiskey bliss… Some nights I just sit and miss [Verse 2] I miss when life was just boots and roads Miss my first patch, my first download I miss Warcraft raids and my old headset And that mage who whispered, “Don’t log out yet” I miss the guy who stayed that night We didn’t talk, but it felt right He left at dawn without a name But I still feel his heat in the pourin’ rain [Chorus] Yeah, there’s things I miss I’ll never reclaim Like the scent of sweat that said my name Like the smile of a friend I should’ve kissed And the way we both pretended it didn’t exist I miss the shots I didn’t take — or did And the part of me I keep well hid [Bridge] Life ain’t a song, but it sure plays tricks You blink and you’re stuck between then and this I miss what was, and what almost came true And some nights… I think he misses me too [Final Chorus] Yeah, there’s things I miss like a lonesome chord Like a joke left hangin’ or a slammin’ door Like a touch that burned and a truth I knew But didn’t have the guts to hold on to I got a wife, a house, and a life that fits But hell if I don’t still miss… [Outro] The things I miss And the ones I kissed And the parts of me I pretend don’t exist

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