Think it through, what you gonna do about me? Oh baby, what you gonna do about me? You say it's over and you're ready to move on You want to believe all the fire is gone But I feel some hesitation, even as you leave It hasn't always been easy, you and I

I'm sitting by a bonfire watching her swaying Me and my buddies and the guitar playing Sipping on forties on a Saturday night Buzzing through a chorus of Dixieland Delight Back through my mind like smoke She was smoking hot, a whiskey shot, a cherry Coke

And I've got the blues for you As I stand by your flame I get burned once again Feelin' low down, I'm blue As I sit by the fire Of your warm desire I've got the blues for you, yeah Every night you've been away I've sat down and I have prayed

On them hot summer nights when I get a-wild here I got a moonshine stash in a cypress stomp An old tractor tire where I sit by the fire And drink to a sweet swamp song I got an old Jon boat that I stowed down there And a catfish line going, bom bom So if