Ooh, you make me live Oh, you're my best friend You're my best friend Ooh, you make me live now honey I'm happy at home Whatever this world can give to me It's you you're all I see Oh, you're the best friend that I ever had I've been with you such a long

I want to come home. It's been so long since I've been away And please, don't blame me 'cause I've tried I'll be coming home soon to your love to stay I miss old friends that I once had Times ain't changed and I'll be glad when I go home I don't know why

Stop all this talk, turn off the telephone Open up another bottle, send those people home Let it get real quiet, turn that lamp way down low I'm gonna float down this river of tears I remember how we spoke on the days he was dry Even now that he's gone

Up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie While you're banging on ya baby OG's That's why I flip the script to the boogie bang homey If I'm hanging it's with DPG Some do the things that they do 'cause they dumb And some do the things that they do for

I got real shit to stress about girl I ain't worried bout shit Remember that I tried to build ya now I ain't worried bout shit So I found me a new thing I'm not as lost as you think Got plenty queens in my hometown all they need is drank and that dank

I-I-I, I-I-I, I-I-I hope, do you wanna Let go o-o-o, o-o-o 'cause this is home This time I-I-I, I-I-I, I hope you wanna We work and slave the day away We're wasting perfect families We fucking fight like vagabonds We dance like fucking animals Don't stop

No doubt about it that boy's country strong Workin' like hell 'til the dinner bell brings him back home He's up in the mornin' yawnin' with those work boots on Blue collar in his blood, backwoods in his bones Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low Makin

If I hurry I can still make Cheyenne She never knew what his calls might bring With a cowboy like him, it could be anything And she always expected the worst In the back of her mind She said, don't bother comin' home By time you get here I'll be long

And it sounds like I hear the devil calling me back home I hear the devil calling me back (I hear the devil calling me back home) I hear the devil calling me back (I hear the devil) She calling, calling, calling Hey yeah, (oh yeah, ooh) No rest for the

Where, where can I go? It’s a curse of mine to be sad at night All I see is road No one takes me home, It’s the hardest truth I’ve come to yet I was a daddy’s girl sometime, But I loved my momma till the end of line I am cold and I am bright,