Well, it's all going to pot Whether we like it or not Best I can tell The world's gone to hell And we're sure gonna miss it a lot
All of the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee Just couldn't hit the spot I gotta hundred dollar bill, friend You can keep your pills Cause it's all going to pot
That cackle-bobble-head-in-a-box Must think I'm dumb as a rock Readin' daily news While I'm kickin' off my shoes It's scarin' me outta my socks
The Red Headed Stranger I'm not But buddy, let me tell you what If ysk ol' Will He'll tell ya here's the deal Friends, it's all goin' to pot
Well, it's all going to pot Whether we like it or not Best I can tell The world's gone to hell And we're all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee Just couldn't hit the spot I gotta hundred dollar bill You can keep your pills, friend Cause it's all goin' to pot
Well I thought I had found me a girl Sweetest little thing in the world But all my jokes went up in smoke When I caught her makin eyes at Merle
He said, sweet little honey With her eye on your money She's gonna take every penny you got I said she's never gonna get it Cause I've already spent it Merle, It's all goin' to pot
It's all going to pot Whether we like it or not Best I can tell The world's gone to hell And we're all gonna miss it a lot
All the whiskey in Lynchburg, Tennessee Just couldn't hit the spot I gotta hundred dollar bill You can keep your pills, friend It's all going to pot I gotta hundred dollar bill You can keep your pills, friend Cause it's all goin' to potTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
