Charles Esten - Matchbox blues lyrics

I'm sitting here wondering will the matchbox hold my cloth I'm sitting here wondering will the matchbox hold my cloth I haven't got so many matches but i got so far to go I said Mama, who may your manager be I said Mama, who may your manager be Reason I ask so many question Can you make arrangements for me Excuse my mama for knocking on your door Excuse my mama for knocking on your door My mind don't change I ain't loving that girl no more I wouln't mind marrying But i can't stand settling down I wouln't mind marrying But i can't stand settling down I'm gonna to act like a preacher And ride from town to town I'm leaving town Crying won't make me stay I'm leaving town Crying won't make me stay Baby the more you cry The further you drive me away