She was standing at the front door,
When I came home last night.
A good book in her left hand and a rolling pin in her right.
She said, "You've come home for the last time,
With whiskey on your breath".
"If you don't listen to my preaching boy,
I'm gonna have to beat ya half to death".
Give me just one more last chance,
Before you say we're through.
I know I drive you crazy baby,
It's the best that I can do.
We're just some good ol' boys makin' noise
I ain't runnin' round on you.
Give me just one more last chance,
Before you say we're through.
At first she hid my glasses,
Because she knows that I can't see.
She said, "You ain't going nowhere boy,
Until you spend a little time with me".
Then the boys called from the honkytonk,
Said, "There's a party going on down here".
Well she might have took my car keys,
But she forgot about my old John Deere.
*REPEAT CHORUS *
Give me just one more last chance,
Before you say we're through.