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Artist: Brad Paisley
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High Life
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High Life
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I can still remember when
Grandpa died and our ship came in
Daddy said he left Mama and him
More money than we’d ever seen
Just like that, we were thousandaires
Had a brand new boat and a Frigidaire
And all us kids in our underwear
Were jumpin’ on a trampoline
A bunch of lowlifes livin’ the high life
Money burnin’ a hole right
Through the pockets of our holey jeans
Grandpa’s with the Lord now
But we got a new Ford now
And we can watch the Big Orange now
On a 57 inch TV
The money was gone by mid-July
We went back to just gettin’ by
‘Til Mama slipped on a patch of ice
Outside of Chick-fil-A
Now we knew they was a Christian bunch
So we didn’t ask for all that much
Settled out of court for ten thousand bucks
And free chicken ‘til our dyin’ day
A bunch of lowlifes livin’ the high life
Money burnin’ a hole right
Through the pockets of our holey jeans
Mama’s got a limp now
But we all get to swim now
‘Cause we got an aboveground
Sittin’ out by the trampoline
We rocked, we rolled, we lived it up
‘Til it started runnin’ thin
We began lookin’ for a way to spin that wheel again
I heard a song a couple months ago
It was Carrie Underwood on the radio
Reminded me of a poem my brother wrote
Back in second grade
I know she didn’t steal it but so what
We lawyered up and we sued her butt
These days we figured we’d pretty much
Get paid to go away
A bunch of lowlifes livin’ the high life
Money burnin’ a hole right
Through the pockets of our holey jeans
The song's at number one now
Gonna get a hot tub now
Sittin’ next to the aboveground
Which is next to the trampoline
It’s gonna run out someday
That ain’t gonna be a fun day
But as long as it ain’t a Sunday
We can go to Chick-fil-A and eat
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