St. Patrick's Day

Saint Patrick's Day
Six years-old
Sippin' Shirley Temples with pockets full of gold

I made the jukebox play
Stevie Ray, and he looks at me
Like the apple of his eye didn't fall far from the tree

Mamas chalkin' up, placing bets
8-ball corner pocket
She lights a cigarette
And daddy's talkin' trash
And he leans on back
And he winks at me
Like the apple of his eye didn't fall far from the tree

Tonight the shuffleboards
And the Bud Light sign
Take me back to 1989
And I'm a dancing queen
In Levi jeans
And he looks at me
Like the apple of his eye didn't fall far from the tree