William Clark Green - Sticks and stones lyrics

There ain't a lot goin' on in this town Light one up, and you burn one down Yea, everybody got somethin' to say about every little subject Every single day My momma taught me to be better than that I'm checkin' out, gonna pack my bags Load up the truck, hang up the phone Tell my baby I'm comin' home I ain't gonna listen to 'em b**h and moan Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones Yea you believe what you wanna believe Think that you know but you don't know me Yea, if you want someone to blame You can tell the whole town, you can curse my name I won't be beggin' for a second chance Do you really think that I give a damn? Load up the truck, hang up the phone Tell my baby I'm comin' home I ain't gonna listen to 'em b**h and moan Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones Load up the truck, hang up the phone Tell my baby I'm comin' home I ain't gonna listen to 'em b**h and moan Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones Load up the truck, hang up the phone Tell my baby I'm comin' home I ain't gonna listen to 'em b**h and moan Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones Ain't nothin' but sticks and stones Hey!