remember where we used to danceOut by the well,

don't need another drink of Johnny Walker RedAnd I

likes it when I call in sick to workSpend

high heels with that sun dressTurquoise heart hanging

voice is like a ghost inside my headYou whisper

Blake Christmas dayWill come and go awayI got so

Christina 1: Christina shot of whiskey, please, bartenderKeep

wound up tighter than a banjo stringPrice of gas

Diesel Power cap pulled down lowMaking that bacon, row

listen to meThis here is how it used to

the radio on just to hear a voice other

was a timeI really used to care about what

I can’t see in this darknessSo in need of forgivenessBefore all

I coulda met you youngerGot a jump on callin'

God bless and keep you alwaysMay your wishes all

holed up on this interstateTraffic jam, here I waitThe

tell it on the mountainOver the hills and everywhereGo, tell

1: Ian hand lighters, headlight dreamersBackseat players, windshield singersSmall

1: Gwen always been a rollin' stoneWith a reckless

night I broke the seal on a Jim Beam