1: Blake Shelton, Blake Shelton & Gwen have to

1: Garth turn that bottle up and drink it,

were talking on a boardwalkWe were lit up when

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

are you now?Who's holding you now?When your world stands

the weather outside is frightfulBut the fire is so delightfulAnd

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

saw you sitting there sipping red wine down at

You make the coffeeI try and doctor it upA little cream

roadside wildflower if I'd only picked youTook you home

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

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

of the nightMoving on the groundLike silent cloudsThey follow

left without leaving a numberSaid, she needed to clear

I was a cloud, I'd make baby raindropsAnd they'd

Friday night when I see her outEven in a

never let me get awayFrom all the memories that

1: Blake Shelton & up the truck, ice up

1: Blake when I met you there was peace

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