1: Chris you rise real broke downGot a real

forever since I've been goneHaven't held you in so

never liked the taste of whiskey til I kissed

here to read how Blake’s favorite bar inspired “Neon

a picture of you on my dresserAnd it's been

played some Stones and Skynyrd songsLast night on the

Blake Christmas dayWill come and go awayI got so

the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulAnd

music in the cityAnd lights are on displayThere's a

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

put a bullet in my radioSomethin' just hit me

You make the coffeeI try and doctor it upA little cream

listen to meThis here is how it used to

old Buick's like a needle on a compassPointed due

my heaven there aren’t no lawyersDon't need names on

never let me get awayFrom all the memories that

1: Joe met Jimmy on a barstoolListenin' to old

used to keep my phone right next to meI

I remember thinking, "I wonder what she's havingIs she a Corona

dollar beers are worth every centSplitting the rent, you