Got ice in my veins and blood on my lips
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and this look on my face like I don't give a shit
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Everybody's acting like I'm the only one messed up
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I'm staring down the barrel of a whiskey bottle
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Got the hammer down and I can't find the throttle
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I'm revved up red line lookin' for a place to go
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And I'm headed south like a freight train bound for Texas
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There's a girl in Fort Worth who swears I'm on her mind
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And she tells me the bed gets cold when she's all alone
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And that one star flag is waving like it's calling me home
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I got nerves of steel with my head on the gate
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and when I nod my head I'll be lookin' for it
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When my heart beats pumpin' so hard I can't catch my breath
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I hope that it blows and turns into my hand
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and I'll make a move for the girls in the stand
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and I'll be smiling with a choker while I'm holding up the buckle
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We'll be takin' it to the bar 'cause the drinks are on me
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And I'm headed south like a freight train bound for Texas
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There's a girl in Fort Worth who swears I'm on her mind
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And she tells me the bed gets cold when she's all alone
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And that one star flag is waving like it's calling me home
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Well, if you think I'm easy, you're mistakin'
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This left hand will leave you shakin'
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I might bend, but I won't break
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You can have what you can take
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Come and get it, you'll regret it
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Better just walk away
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And I'm headed south like a freight train bound for Texas
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There's a girl in Fort Worth who swears I'm on her mind
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And she tells me the bed gets cold when she's all alone
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And that one star flag is waving like it's calling me home
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Yeah, that one star flag is waving like it's calling me home
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One Star Flag
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| Casey Donahew Band |
