If I was a race car driver
Well, I'd be right behind her
I'd be doing ninety in a fifty-five
Trying to change her mind
And if I was an airplane pilot
I wouldn't be 35 thousand
I'd be drawing I'm sorry in the blue sky
Over I-65

But if I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
Cussing me to hell an' back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man

If I was a radio DJ
Well, I know the songs that I'd play
They'd be about coming home and making up
And falling back in love

But if I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
And cussing me to hell an' back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man

If I was a bettin' man

If I was a bettin' man
I wouldn't have folded them winning hands
I wouldn't be sitting here drinkin' beer
Waiting on a second chance

If I was a bettin' man
I'd say she's halfway to Birmingham
On the phone with her mama n'em
And cussing me to hell and back again
I bet she's got a radio on
Singing something 'bout movin' on
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man
I'd put a hundred on her never coming back again
If I was a bettin' man

A bettin' man

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Writer(s): Erik Dylan, Jonathan David Singleton, Riley Green