outside of this one church townThere's a gold dirt

1: Garth turn that bottle up and drink it,

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

it's high time I tell yaNo more messin' aroundTime

remember where we used to danceOut by the well,

through the trees and it looks so pretty in

gonna take you for a dateTake you for a

it must've been 100 in that summer sunAnd I've

AboardIt was a big night in December, Chattanooga TennesseeAll

Christina 1: Christina shot of whiskey, please, bartenderKeep

1: Blake the moon just came over the tree

Diesel Power cap pulled down lowMaking that bacon, row

meets her at the front door, he can tell

daddy, kept a six pack in the fridgeWe thought

left without leaving a numberSaid, she needed to clear

are burning up the forestsDown along the AmazonThere's children

always been the kind of man who doesn’t believe

1: Blake let go of any chance that you

1: Gwen always been a rollin' stoneWith a reckless

1: Blake walks into Smokey's one hip at a