Whiskey Bound

Yeah, this time feels different She's on the phone with her best friend Sayin' this is it... Packin' all her shhhhh Better re-download my uber Heard my bar is servin' two-fers Rather drink than fight Imma let her say goodbye Yeahhh Now that she's really gone Pour me another one Don't let my glass run out I'd rather be free again Than be stuck on this rusty merry go-round I hope she gassed up her daddy's pickup She's using for movin' out Hell if I'm gonna chase her down I'm hell bent on being whiskey bound As my buzz gets deeper Her leavin' gets sweeter Keep an open tab I'll close up on what we had Got ol' Hank on touch tunes This is what he'd do Screw "Lonesome I Could Cry" Imma celebrate tonight Yyyeaaahhh Now that she's really gone Pour me another one Don't let my glass run out I'd rather be free again Than be stuck on this rusty merry go-round I hope she gassed up her daddy's pickup She's using for movin' out Hell if I'm gonna chase her down I'm hell bent on being whiskey bound Now that she's really gone Pour me another one Don't let me glass run out I'd rather be free again Than be stuck on this rusty merry go-round I hope she gassed up her daddy's pickup She's using for movin' out Hell if I'm gonna chase her down I'm hell bent on being whiskey bound Yeahhh I'm hell bent on being whiskey bound