Horseshoes and Hand Grenades
Yeah, I almost scored that touchdown
Came close to winning, I'm here to tell
I was running ol' blue 47 round the end
When that Lincoln County boy run my bail
I almost landed the state record large-mouth
Once in college I came close to an A
But come to find out, close only counts
In horseshoes and hand grenades
I was there
Thought I had her
She was falling for me for sure
All night long
Had her laughing
Yeah I knew what the night had in store
I was close, getting closer
Just this far away
But come to find out, close only counts
In horseshoes and hand grenades
I schmozed with my big city small talk
Then I bought her a sex on the beach
It was going as planned in the palm of my hand
Tell she said "it's getting late, I better leave"
She was quick to write down her number
On a coaster next to my change
Seems the number she gave belonged to a guy named Dave
I told him, "Horseshoes and hand grenades"
I was there
Thought I had her
She was falling for me for sure
All night long
Had her laughing
Yeah I knew what the night had in store
I was close, getting closer
Just this far away
But come to find out, close only counts
In horseshoes and hand grenades
I pray when I meet St. Peter
He lets me in past those pearly gates
And I hope he don't tell me how close only counts
In horseshoes and hand grenades
Lyrics and Music by Trent Summar
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