Toby Keith - Scat Cat lyrics

Well momma’s in the kitchen
Cooking Irish stew daddy’s in the hollow and
He’s cooking something too
Daddy makes a whiskey, momma say the prayer
I fly up and down the backroads
It’s a family affair

And I know the day is coming
My luck will run it's course
Got to slow down with a woman
Ride a faster horse
If a bullet doesn’t find me
They’ll let me rot in jail
Scat cat, you’ve got gravy on your tail

Now the old man's hard on my Momma
But he's harder on his son
Momma always told me first chance
That you get boy, cut and run
I got whiskey in the backseat
Momma it’ll be alright
I got one more run I got to make
A little rough tonight

And I know the day is coming
My luck will run it's course
Got to slow down with a woman
Ride a faster horse
If a bullet doesn’t find me
They’ll let me rot in jail
Scat cat, you’ve got gravy on your tail

Now wrong ain’t always wicked
Law ain’t always right
If a young man has a breaking point
Then the lawman has a price
I let the sheriff catch me
I got a pistol too
I made him an offer that he could not refuse

We took that load of whiskey
We went to Little Rock
I left him handcuffed at the airport
Long term parking lot

And I know the day is coming
My luck will run it's course
Got to slow down with a woman
Ride a faster horse
If a bullet doesn’t find me
They’ll let me rot in jail
Scat cat, you’ve got gravy on your tail