People throw rocks at things that shine, So don't you worry your pretty little mind, And life makes love look hard, The stakes are high, The water's rough, Elevator buttons and morning air, Strangers silence makes me want to take the stairs, If you were

Way up on Bear Creek, watching the sun go down Well, it makes me feel like I'm on my last go 'round If you stay up on Bear Creek, you'll get like Jesse James I'm going high, high, up on some lonesome hill Well, the water up on Bear Creek, tastes like

I get high as the morning sky, this song I sing will never die I get low as a gravel road, in a thousand tongues my story's told Come on boys, you got to do it right Come on boys, I gotta tell you true, I'm a stranger here just like you Well, I'm alive

'Cause things didn't work out in this life, but someday I'm selfish for you (ooh) If I'm lucky, I'll meet ya, heaven or high water 'Cause things didn't work out in this life, but maybe Vodka on my lips Took too many drinks Makes me reminisce all the way

Pound the alarm! Oh, oh, oh, come fill my glass up a little more We 'bout to get up, and burn this floor You know we getting hotter, and hotter Sexy and hotter, let's shut it down Music, makes me, high Yo, what I gotta do to show these girls that I own

And this hope That keep me holding on That makes me carry on You can never give up She said, "Son there'll be times when the tides are high And the boat may be rocky, you can cry Just never give up

The ring of fire And it burns, burns, burns, the ring of fire I fell into a burning ring of fire I went down, down, down and the flames went higher Love is a burning thing And it makes a fiery ring Bound by wild desire I fell into a ring of fire The

Girl you make my speakers go boom boom You're lookin' so good in what's left of those blue jeans The best buzz I'm ever gonna find And high on summertime That kinda thing makes a man go mm mm Drip of honey on the money make it gotta be Hey I'm a little

Way up on Bear Creek, watching the sun go down Well, it makes me feel like I'm on my last go 'round If you stay up on Bear Creek, you'll get like Jesse James I'm going high, high, up on some lonesome hill Well, the water up on Bear Creek, tastes like

I'm gonna stick with my reefer, ain't messin' round with no cocaine Bring me champagne when I'm thirsty Bring me reefer when I want to get high Yeah bring me champagne when I'm thirsty Reefer when I want to get high Yeah you know when I'm lonely Bring my