Trace Adkins & Blake 'em that story you were

a rebelI been known to dance with the devilSo

something 'bout yesterdayHow fast it all flies awayI don't

a moment in this journey that I gave upMy

say you don't know what you were thinkingWell neither

here to read Blake’s story about working with Thomas Rhett

was standing there, crying in the kitchenIt's been one

you somethin' you can do with your handsMakes you

You make the coffeeI try and doctor it upA little cream

There's a campfire burning on the Mississippi River bankMy old pickup

when I look at you, you look through meLike

meets her at the front door, he can tell

left without leaving a numberSaid, she needed to clear

I caught my wife with another manAnd it cost

I coulda met you youngerGot a jump on callin'

ain't ever worn a haloDon't suppose I ever

got good heartsWith the burning desire to work hardThey

1: Toneisha you wake up and don't wanna smileIf

always been the kind of man who doesn’t believe

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