TRANSLATE GAME
SKIP INTRO
Translate the highlighted words as you listen to the song
He
took
my
things
and
took
my
lighter
And
built
himself
a
big old
fire
And
watched
our
love
go up in smoke
I
hear
he's
out on the road
Chasing
a
girl
from
the
circus
Like
we're
just
ashes
But
what
he don't know
He can burn
my
boots
he can burn
my
jeans
He can burn
my
rusty
old
six string
He can burn
my
name
just
like
a
biscuit
Even
them
General
Jackson
tickets
He can burn
our
sheets
and
my
reputation
Even
my
farmer's
federation
Jacket
he
can
have
it
but
there ain't enough gasoline
To
burn
my
memory
I
swear
one
night
in
the
dark
He'll
be
lying
in
her
arms
And
a
cold chill
will
creep up
his
spine
And
then
like
a
ghost
That
love
we
made
in
Mexico
Will
haunt
him
and
set him on fire
And
he can burn
my
couch
and
my
turquoise
rings
He can burn
my
good
California
green
He can burn
my
lipstick
kissed
love
letters
Even
my
Waylon
Jennings
records
He can burn
down
all
our
favorite
bars
And
all
them
wishes
we
wished
on
stars
Screw it
he
can
do
it
but
there ain't enough gasoline
To
burn
my
memory
But
he
can
try
Yeah
he
can
light it up
baby
I don't care
'Cause
we both know
I
ain't going anywhere
Yeah
he can burn
my
boots
he can burn
my
jeans
He can burn
my
rusty
old
six string
He can burn
my
name
just
like
a
biscuit
Even
them
General
Jackson
tickets
He can burn
our
sheets
and
my
reputation
Even
my
farmer's
federation
Jacket
he
can
have
it
but
there ain't enough gasoline
It'd
take
more
than
all
the
whiskey
from
Kentucky
down
to
Tennessee
To
burn
my
memory
yeah
Nah
he
can't
burn
my
memory
But
he
can
try
And
he
will