Lyrics:

You ask me if there's still a chance
To rekindle our burned out romance
Well, you're a true blue, die hard country fan
Let me say it in a way that you'll understand

With George Straight's a rock star, where's that leather pants?
If Alan joins a boy band and all he does is dance
When Hank Junior's a preacher and his hell raising days are through
Then maybe, just maybe, maybe I'll come back to you

Now I'm not saying there's no chance at all
But it don't take no crystal ball
To see the chance is mighty slim
Chris Gains or me are coming back again

When Willy gives the weed up and cuts off all his hair
When George Jones finally says he need's his rocking chair
When Dolly gets a breast reduction down a size or two
Then maybe, just maybe, maybe I'll come back to you

When Toby Keith burns the flag and buys a foreign car
Paisley takes the stage and forgets how to play guitar
When we sell a million copies of Album Number Two
Huh? We've sold how many?

Now I said maybe, yeah maybe, maybe I'll come back to you
Yea, maybe, just maybe, maybe I'll come back to you
That's right