There's a child for every dollBut I guess that’s not quite

need no tab, don't need no VISANo bouncer looking

my heart was just a destinationShe had herself one

1: Blake sun is setting on your last good

red, red, red, red, red, red, red, 1:

picked up the phoneShe said hey it's meI know

saw you sitting there sipping red wine down at

been working so hard, I'm punching my cardEight hours

hey, I'm out here bailing hayAnd all my friends

1: Blake man, you've got to watch where you're

put a bullet in my radioSomethin' just hit me

listen to meThis here is how it used to

old Buick's like a needle on a compassPointed due

can't have this conversationWithout lots of reservations on the

is a songAbout best Roy was a boy

left without leaving a numberSaid, she needed to clear

never let me get awayFrom all the memories that

God bless and keep you alwaysMay your wishes all

1: Blake let go of any chance that you

man said, "It's gonna snow"By now I should be used