Lyricist : Gilbert, Brantley Keith / Phillips, Josh Michael

Composer : Gilbert, Brantley Keith / Phillips, Josh Michael

Girl, I would dial your number without lookin'

And you'd always pick it up soon as it rang

And I'd hear you say, "I hear my momma comin'"

And you'd hide the phone up underneath the sheets

And I'd hear her say, "Girl, haven't I told you?"

"Yeah, I know who you're talkin' to"

lt's that bad boy

lt's that wrong side of the tracks boy

That break your heart and won't come back, boy

Why's that boy the one you love?

You're not that bad, boy

Well, you weren't scared, but you had every reason

Me and my boy's were nothin' short of dangerous

But you said, "Boy, you know I've heard you talk to Jesus"

"How's a tough guy like you afraid to love?"

You ain't so bad, boy

You done some things you can't take back, boy

But I see straight through that, boy

And that boy's the one I love

You ain't so bad, boy

No, you ain't so bad

Ain't so bad

Well, I remember sittin' down beside your mama

My hands shaking in my pocket with that ring

She said, "Boy I always knew you loved my daughter"

She loves you too and I think I know what she sees

So alright, bad boy

Long as them old habits don't come back, boy

You know that's how she lost her dad, boy

And that boy's the one I loved

He was my bad boy

He was my bad boy

Guess you ain't so bad

No, you ain't so bad, boy