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

Work, work, work, man that's all I ever doBeen hitting it,

here to read about the first time Blake drank

knew the moment that you walked inYou were looking

dreaming of a white ChristmasJust like the ones I used

I been thinking 'bout usAnd you know I ain't

remember vividly what that vision did to meYou layin'

a roadhouse just outside of town on a two-lane

a campfire burning on the Mississippi River bankMy old

Bourbon and Coke laughsAt all of my jokes when

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

knew something was the matterIt really needed my attentionAnd

I caught my wife with another manAnd it cost

rose out of bed, wipes the sleep out of

high tech, honky tonk, shotgun weddin'There ain't no tellin' how

WooYeah, I always said, "You can sleep when you're dead"Keep the

cup martinisSecond one's a freebieHappy Friday afternoonThat neon sun's

used to keep my phone right next to meI

1: Blake got a stereo stuck in the '80sStill

1: Gwen Stefani & Blake it was up to