Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

You might hear it on the radio. Baby you never know, But it's gonna be just about you and me, How much I miss you. You're the one that got away. You're gonna hear your song someday. And then I'll write you a song. Girl, I'm gonna warn ya, I'm leaving

You might hear it on the radio. Baby you never know, But it's gonna be just about you and me, How much I miss you. You're the one that got away. You're gonna hear your song someday. And then I'll write you a song. Girl, I'm gonna warn ya, I'm leaving

And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street Going back to the corner where I first saw you Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move 'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me And your heart starts to wonder

When I’m gone You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone I got my ticket for the long way ‘round Two bottle ‘a whiskey for the way And I sure would like some sweet company And I’m leaving tomorrow, wha-do-ya say? You’re gonna miss me by my hair You’re gonna miss

Whatcha gonna do When your well runs dry When you're feeling blue Whatcha gonna do Whatcha gonna do when your well runs dry Tell me, tell me You never miss your water Till your well runs dry When your well runs dry, I'd like to know

Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

Every time you go, you are all I see Holding out for you and me Said "don't worry baby about what you're gonna miss There will always be a much much more than this Like anyone I knew a Dave Drove a Plymouth shallow grave Said, "my girl don't just walk,

When I look you in the eyes and say I told you so And I promise you this, You're gonna miss me, miss me As long as you live You are going to miss me, miss me oh I know there will come a time I wake up and I'm sober don't even know you anymore I'm drunk

I’m gonna miss you when you’re gone There’s gonna be some rainy Sundays I know you don’t believe that, you’re wrong I know you don’t believe that, but you’re wrong Wishing one day, I’ll see you again Maybe I’m getting ahead of myself But I know you’re