'Til A Woman Comes Along-Chris Janson

　　Yeah, boys ride bikes and learn to drive

　　Them old stiff sides in grandpa's drive

　　Pop the clutch and smell the rubber burn

　　And it's on

　　Then it's shootin' cans with no game plan

　　And playin' air guitar in a rock 'n' roll band

　　And it's fake I.D.'s and chasin' girls

　　All night long

　　Yeah, 'til a woman comes along and lays down the law

　　Draws that boy a line he ain't gonna cross

　　It's funny how it's said there ain't a ball and chain that strong

　　'Til a woman comes along

　　Yeah, it's fish and golf, foot and eight-ball

　　Honky-tonks 'til past last call

　　A lot of raisin' hell

　　Rebel yellin' and carryin' on

　　'Til a woman comes along and lays down the law

　　Draws that boy a line he ain't gonna cross

　　It's funny how it's said there ain't a ball and chain that strong

　　'Til a woman comes along

　　Yeah, that bachelor pad was just a bachelor pad

　　Dirty jeans and drive-thru sacks

　　Like a lonely guy in a ramblin' Waylon song

　　And a woman comes along and lays down the law

　　Draws that boy a line he ain't gonna cross

　　It's funny how it's said there ain't a ball and chain that strong

　　'Til a woman comes along

　　And lays down the law

　　Draws that boy a line he ain't gonna cross

　　It's funny how it's said there ain't a ball and chain that strong

　　'Til a woman 'til a woman comes along

　　Comes along

　　Comes along

　　All that until a woman comes along