Well, you can tell by the ring in my back pocket I'm a can a day, and I been that way since grandpa and my first chaw Fishing off the bank of a river
My family tree is solid oak Cut down to a barrel and whiskey-soaked And my weekends they don't end 'Cause Daddy didn't raise no quitter
I'm stuck in My ways like a truck in the mud and Always said there'd be nothin' gonna settle me down Settle me down
Well, I smoke it to the filter I drink it 'til it's dry But the only Cowboy killer I want on my lips tonight Is 5 foot 5 brown eyes lookin' back at mine Like we could do some damage I got a real bad habit for breaking hearts You got real good heart for breakin' habits
You're fine as wine out of Sonoma Made to put the brakes on these Tecovas The way you sway to Shenandoah With me up on ya makes me wanna Find us a church on the Cumberland Road It's hard as hell to hold down Just found some heaven to hold
Well, I smoke it to the filter I drink it 'til it's dry But the only Cowboy killer I want on my lips tonight Is 5 foot 5 brown eyes lookin' back at mine Like we could do some damage I got a real bad habit for breaking hearts You got real good heart for breakin' habits
Yeah, when you wake up in the morning, and I don't wanna leave Just know that you've done something That ain't never been done to me
Yeah, I smoke it to the filter I drink it 'til it's dry But the only Cowboy killer I want on my lips tonight Is 5 foot 5 brown eyes lookin' back at mine Like we could do some damage I got a real bad habit for breaking hearts You got real good heart for breakin' habits
5 foot 5 brown eyes lookin' back at mine Like tonight, tonight we gonna do some damage We gonna do some damage
Yeah, 5 foot 5 brown eyes lookin' back at mine Like tonight, tonight we gonna do some damage We gonna do some damageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
