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Lyricist: Chris Cagle
Lyrics:
Well everytime that I come home
Nobody wants to let me be
It seems that all the friends I got
Just got to come interrogate me
Well, I appreciate your feelings and
I don't want to pass you by
But I don't ask you about your business
Don't ask me about mine
Well its true I love the money
And I love my brand new car
I like drinkin' the best of whiskey
And playing in a honky tonk bar
But when I come off the road
Well I just got to have my time
'Cause I got to find a break in this action
Else I'm gonna lose my mind
So, don't ask me no questions
And I won't tell you no lies
So, don't ask me about my business
And I won't tell you goodbye
Well, what's your favorite color
And do you dig the brothers
Is drivin' me up a wall
And everytime I think I can sleep
Some fool has got to call
Well don't you think that when I come home
I want a little peace of mind
If you want to talk about the business buddy
You're just wastin' time
Yeah don't ask me stupid questions
And I won't send you away
If you wanna talk some fishin
Well I guess that'll be...