1: Carly Pearce, all on me, it's my mistakeI

get me wrongI like a bobber on the waterHookin'

Today, Tomorrow hereMan, I was just checkin' in, hope

futon I crashed on in college, well, it ain't

don't know why you can't buy wine 'round here

how's that drink goin' down?Seems a little stiff for

boat, six pack of some' lightA fireball burning up

BFG's coming ‘cross the creekZ71, headlights shining through the treesThe boys

were wearing that black dressCoat, and cowboy bootsHe was

I go to work every MondayGet to do something

telephone callA pay phone in DallasStumble in drunkFist full

1: Luke Combs & Leon day starts with a

snuck in the back of that college town frat'Cause

things in life are meant to flyAnd others, they

1: Carly Pearce with Charles all on me, it's

Lyrics from ago, when you thought aboutThe kind of guy

an old route two-laneTaking out past where the radio

was a beautiful day, the sun beat downI had

what's that mean, that little turtle and a rabbit?He

tornado tore through a Midwest townWasn't nothing in its