Lyrics

This bottle, this bottle, I strain to set it down Ain't no reason, no good reason why I stick around She's cheated, she's lied and always denied, yeah, she ain't no good So I'll probably do what a cowboy would Packin' my shit Headed for the door Ain't comin' back anymore Goin', goin' gone "Please, baby, don't leave me," I heard a million times Yeah, and these boots that I'm wearin', they're 'bout to take a ride I'm saddled on up, gassed up my truck, yeah, I know I should So I'll probably do what a cowboy would Packin' my shit Headed for the door Ain't comin' back anymore She never made it feel like home So girl, think now, just think now 'bout all you had to lose When you're drinkin' and I mean drinkin' I ain't pickin' up no drunk call from you I've figured life out know what it's about I knew I could So I went and did what a cowboy would Packed my shit Headed for the door Didn't come back anymore Goin', goin' gone
Writer(s): Gavin Adcock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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