Whiskey and you, Ain't nothing I can do, But come crawling back to, Whiskey and you. Always there, When my world starts closing in, Something to hold, No matter how long it's been. Gets me high,

Oh oh oh oh You don't have to tell me twice When lightning strikes When lighting strikes Baby I want to take it back tonight Why can't I There ain't no way that I could ever forget you I can't remember why I ever went and left you Maybe I was hitting my

In this nothing town It might look a little laid back to ya But it ain't all just porches and plows But don't let that one red light fool ya There's always something going down Sometimes we gotta make it up as we go Got us a sunset sinking into a friday

So I wrote you a song, cause it's been so long. Since I looked in your eyes. If there was a way I could see you today And hold your sweet sweet smile. I'd be there. Not a minute goes by, that you ain't on my mind. Not a place in my heart, that you don't

Tear it loose, tear it loose Gonna tear it, gonna tear it loose Blast my way into the night Gonna shout it from the roof I'm gonna live my dream, shout and scream! There ain't no way I'm gonna wait for Saturday Night I worked all day, I slaved away, I

Downtown’s dead without you Girls walk by and friends say hi Then Friday night it might as well be just another Tuesday night without you As long as you’re still in my head There ain’t a way that I can paint a ghost town red Downtown’s dead, downtown’s

And it all adds up And it all adds up There ain't no magic bullet There's no cure for the weak There's no sympathetic shoulder here to put you to sleep You're a long, long way from where you thought you would be You know I love it when you say you're

I could always find a getaway from what I' was hiding from, Everywhere I go, and everything I do, There ain't a corner that I turn that ain't one big, I've lived all my life, with no ties that bind, There wasn't anything or anyone that I couldn't leave

I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh? Pray for me Hallucination of money, while nigga's

There ain't no grave can hold my body down Ain't no grave can hold my body down When I hear that trumpet sound I'm gonna rise right out of the ground Well, look way down the river, what do you think I see? I see a band of angels and they're coming after