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Cole Phillips
Cole Phillips
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Cole Phillips
Cole Phillips
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Shane Phillips
Shane Phillips
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Drinking alone, 'lucky number 7' in my red solo Only 16, and headed down a road that I don't wanna go Drinking this liquor and smoking this weed in the Oklahoma cold Whole bar rounds, fake IDs, and living life alone Got a bad crowd to run around with that my mom warned me about It's hard for her to know about my life when I'm never at the house I know God's watching, I feel my life has really let him down Pops always said, "No matter the hurt, don't let your hat frown" I sit in this dark room just drinking alone Nothing but some Jack and Merle on the radio I've gotta find a way out of this empty home But I live in the present, so I'm drinking alone Pounding headache and then another drink to make the pain go away I'm a cowboy, gotten used to ladies begging me to stay But I work all day, so I jump in the Ford and slowly drive away Meet another girl at the bar just to give me a place to stay Yeah, I sit in this dark room just drinking alone Nothing but some shine and Zac Brown on the radio I've gotta find a way out of this empty home But I'll do that tomorrow 'cause I'm drinking alone Wake up in the back of a speeding ambulance with my mom by my side Watching my life fade away, I think I'm about to flat line Mama telling me, screaming, and crying she can't watch me go Last words to mama was "I was in the dark just drinking alone"
Writer(s): Shane Cole Phillips, Shane Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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