kisses taste like whiskeyBurning through my veinsShe don't know

remember where we used to danceOut by the well,

side of town on the second floorCouple blocks down

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

- Ashley Monroe, Blake Shelton, ain't DollyAnd you ain't

yeah!One more time, a wondrous sight and a

Christina 1: Christina shot of whiskey, please, bartenderKeep

1: Dia you forget the reason that you're singingAnd

say you don't know what you were thinkingWell neither

remember vividly what that vision did to meYou layin'

I've been thinking 'bout it and it's been too

a Mississippi morningMy dad yelled out a warning"Son, you

daddy, kept a six pack in the fridgeWe thought

here to read Blake’s story about “The brother

I caught my wife with another manAnd it cost

a house that's a little run downThis city aren’t

1: Matthew Friday afternoon, I just got paidMissed all

1: Blake when I met you there was peace

an old route two-laneTaking out past where the radio

up the highwayFlorida to TennesseeCuttin' out a path like