I'm crashin', I'm burnin'
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I'm Whitley on the bourbon
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There's a sunrise in the curtains
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I'm blacked out on purpose
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She's sleepin' like an angel
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I'm hummin' Cat's in the Cradle
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Need some Billy Graham on that cable
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Instead of Jim Beam sittin' on a table
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Ooh
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I'm a long, long way from home
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Ooh
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But I can still see it through the smoke
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I wish I still sang to Jesus
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Like the way we used to do at church
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Throw 'em out from short, go around the horn
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Three up, three down in the first
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I've been goin' too hard, I slid pretty far
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Yeah, Mama and Heaven both know
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I'm a man on the run with a hand on a gun
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I'm a father and a son
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Who needs that Holy Ghost
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There's a Chevron 'cross the highway
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With the lights on and I'm trippin' on the blue and red
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She smoked my last cigarette
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Yeah, it's one of those nights
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Where I'm gonna be up all night
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Seein' burnin' out stars in her eyes
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It ain't why God made a sunrise
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I wish I still sang to Jesus
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Like the way we used to do at church
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Throw 'em out from short, go around the horn
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Three up, three down in the first
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I've been goin' too hard, I slid pretty far
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Yeah, Mama and Heaven both know
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I'm a man on the run with a hand on a gun
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I'm a father and a son
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Who needs that Holy Ghost
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Too young to feel this old
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Too drunk to even know
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Where I'm gonna end up
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Where I'm gonna go
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Ooh
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I'm a long, long way from home
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Ooh
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Too early, too late to get somebody on the phone
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I wish I still sang to Jesus
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Like the way we used to do at church
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Throw 'em out from short, go around the horn
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Three up, three down in the first
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I've been goin' too hard, I slid pretty far
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Yeah, Mama and Heaven both know
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I'm a man on the run with a hand on a gun
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I'm a father and a son
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Who needs that Holy Ghost
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I'm a hard one to love
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Yeah, it runs in my blood
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I'm a father and a son
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Who needs that Holy Ghost
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Revelation
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| Morgan Wallen |
