People throw rocks at things that shine, So don't you worry your pretty little mind, And life makes love look hard, The stakes are high, The water's rough, Elevator buttons and morning air, Strangers silence makes me want to take the stairs, If you were

What that makes me If that makes me a little old school Go ahead and call me yesterday's old fool If that makes me a little throwback Throw it at me, don't worry, I can take that Call me hick, hillbilly Hell I'm proud to be I like an old guitar Playin' a

To hear you speak of it Why not smile? You've been sad for a while I would do anything The concrete broke your fall I'd have done anything I feel like a cartoon brick wall You've been so sad It makes me worry

The world weighs on my shoulders But what am I to do? You sometimes drive me crazy But I worry about you I know it makes no difference To what you're going through But I see the tip of the iceberg And I worry about you

Don't you worry about me He is good, so good, he makes promises he keeps No he's never gonna leave So don't you worry about me And he treats your little girl like a real man should Mama you taught me to do the right things So now you have to let your